Shen Yu and I didn't speak, in fact, we didn't need to speak, and we could probably guess who the person who sent the money order was.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the two of us had not responded, Sultan took the initiative to ask, "Do you also think it is too strange?" ”

"The person who sent the money is Yu Changfeng, right?"

"I don't know. Xiao You's father asked someone from the post office to check, and the result was that the name of the deposit was not made by Changfeng at all. ”

"Is it Lu Xia?" I blurted out.

My judgment is reasonable, because Lu Xia was first placed in Shaoyang, Hunan, and later transferred to work at the Weiyang Chemical Factory.

In fact, not only Lu Xia, judging from the data, those Sarekole people who had been placed in various places later came to Weiyang one after another, as if there was something there that attracted them.

In fact, the leaders of the provincial department knew about the resettlement of the Sarekole people back to Wei, but the ministry did not tell him more information.

Later, the people of Sarekole who came to Weiyang lived and worked in peace and contentment, and although some of them were still floating population, they could also be called properly resettled. After a long time, neither the ministry nor the provincial department paid attention to them.

After a few years, the people who worked in the office retired and transferred one after another, and the existence of the Sarekole people became a mystery.

However, as long as it is proved that the person who sent the bill of exchange was both Lu Xia and Changfeng, then it further corroborated my conjecture - the so-called Sarekole people were actually members of the ten migrant workers who had archaeological sites at the Xiye site, and of course, their hometown was the village of Karayatur.

"Well, do you also think that Changfeng is not dead?" Sultan asked triumphantly.

After Sultan told two stories, we had been walking in the desert for almost four hours. The sun was approaching the edge of the desert, staining the surrounding desert with a layer of gold.

There seems to be no road in the desert, but Sultan told us that there is actually a road, but it is not obvious, and people who have not driven in the desert can easily fall into the quicksand.

"There is a saying that 'a bicycle does not enter the sand, and a single person does not catch the sand.'" Stop high and keep low, look far and not near', and there are subtle differences in the color of the sand, so that the old driver can distinguish where the sand is soft and where the ground is hard. "Sultan is a chatterbox, and once you open it, you can't seem to stop.

He is also right in this way, the driver is the most taboo to drive tired, and chatting is also a way to relieve fatigue.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished saying this, the car in front of him stopped.

Driving in the desert is generally to keep a distance between cars, first of all, the desert is not a flat river, large and small, high and low sand dunes dominate everything, if you follow too close, once the car in front of you has a situation - such as falling into a sand pit and the like, the car behind will not have time to react. This is also the reason why Sultan said that looking far is not looking close.

Off-road vehicles are planted with a high triangular red flag, and as soon as the flag of the car in front stops, the car behind will stand at any time.

"What's going on? Got in a situation? Sultan asked, using the platform.

"No, it's just that the navigation suddenly didn't work, and the signal kept being confused, as if it was a magnetic field problem, and we were reconfirming the direction and dodging the problematic route - the guide was determining the direction." The front wagon responded.

My heart pounded, and I knew we were approaching the ruins.

"Tingxu, Tingxu!" I leaned close to the platform and called to him, "Let the driver try to drive towards the most chaotic signal." ”

"But it's getting dark, and Zhang Xiangchun means to find a good place to camp first." Wen Tingxu replied in the carriage.

"Look for it as you go, and don't stop here anyway!"

"Is that your judgment?" Wen Tingxu stopped for a moment opposite the platform, as if thinking, and he finally asked.

"It's Shen Yu's judgment." An excuse came to me.

"Okay, no problem." Wen Tingxu said, "We are driving in the direction of the strongest magnetic field. ”

There was no sound in the carriage, and Shen Yu punched me in the stomach, causing me to "ouch".

"False Decree! When did I say I'm going to drive towards a place with a strong magnetic field! She yelled at me.

"You know, we have experience......" I couldn't make it too clear in front of Sultan.

Shen Yu is so smart, she must have understood what she meant before she beat me, she just expressed her dissatisfaction with my "transgression".

"Is it okay to open like this? At that time, the signal will not be found, and we will not know where the location is—do we want to stop talking to the car in front? Sultan listened to the conversation between the two of us, and his heart was a little suspenseful.

At the critical moment, Shen Yu came out to give me a platform.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Su, just open it like this, and find a place to camp while driving."

"But where to drive, who knows which direction has the strongest magnetic field. You look at my satellite nav, it doesn't even move, the arrow keeps rotating on the spot. Suletan said in horror.

"The faster you turn, the more you go." Or Shen Yu summed up the truth.

"That's right! Tell the car in front of you to drive in the direction of fast turning! I leaned over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, we've been preparing for this expedition for quite some time, and our equipment is top-of-the-line - and the money we gave you is also top-notch, right?" ”

My words completely calmed Sultan's mood - more money can solve everything, which is the truth that many people now believe in. When it comes to money, everyone somehow feels safe.

The sun finally set below the horizon, and the flagpoles in front of me were lit up, and after a while, the wagons rang again.

"Mr. Wen asked me to ask Mr. Shen if I want to go camping?" The driver said.

"Yes." Before I could speak, Shen Yu snatched the words over, and then she added, "The navigation is out of order, so when camping, you have to aim the front of the car in the direction you are heading." ”

"Understood."

Our car gradually caught up with Wen Tingxu's lead car, and he was asking the driver to turn up his turn lights to signal the caravan hanging at the back.

The people hired by Wen Tingxu were all Lao Sha (people who work in the desert all year round), and in the blink of an eye, not only the tent was set up, but even the rice was cooked.

We had beef noodles for dinner – not instant noodles, but real beef and real noodles. Wen Tingxu was fully prepared, and there were logistical supplies in the car and on the camel caravan.

"Everyone eat, eat openly, eat full, don't save, we bring enough things to eat for two months - even if you eat it all, you can call someone to cast an umbrella on a satellite phone." Qin Yafu held a bottle of whiskey and shouted as he walked.

It's a morale boost and confidence for the people in the team.

I looked at Shen Yu in amazement, she sat there and swallowed two large bowls of noodles in a row - does this still look like losing weight?