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This answer was unexpected to me. I thought he knew more information than I did, and I would get some information from him, but who knew it wasn't at all. It's possible that I will be asked to deliver the full information to him, and he will not give me much.

I looked back depressedly. I'm going to say it to him anyway, but I'm going to reconsider what to say. I can only tell him a small part of the information in the underpass, and the newly acquired information has to be given in its entirety, because I will eventually ask that the recipient of the information be fat. I didn't hide anything about the underground passage to the fat man, as long as this new information reaches the fat man, I believe that he will summarize this information and analyze something closer to the truth.

At the same time, I also understood why the Vietnamese lead brother is Ah Xiang and not Ah San. It seems that whether it is a jackal or Wu Qitai, the vision of seeing people is still very accurate.

"Okay, I'll talk about it first." I sighed. "I got some information from Ah San, the Vietnamese are here this time..."

With that, I pointed down with the glow stick in my hand. Yes, I'm already leaning towards it, and this is where Europeans think there is hexagonal iron. Regardless of whether this is an ancient tomb or not, it must be somehow connected to Lop Nur, not just the piece of iron, and its entrance shape is too similar to the underground cistern of Lop Nur for me to have to connect the two.

"I've probably seen the thing I'm looking for."

"In Lop Nur?!"

Jack shouted. Perhaps out of surprise, his voice was a little out of sorts. The change of tone, coupled with his Henan-hated Chinese, makes this serious scene very much like a comedy.

Angry that he had ruined the atmosphere, and ignoring my whispered request, I turned my face to him and found him looking nervously at me.

I made my expression look stern and lip-to-mouth to him, "Can you speak quietly?" Otherwise, this is the end of this exchange. ”

Jack nodded hurriedly. Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced over the campfire, and the three of them were quiet, seemingly sleeping.

Jack looked disapproving, but didn't say anything. Mouth-shaped to me, "You're too cautious. We were so far away from the campfire that they couldn't hear even if they pricked up their ears. ”

"Not necessarily." I answered him with my mouth.

Then I turned my head and looked across the underground river. It was pitch black on that side, and I sat on the shore. The light of the glow stick in his hand could not reach the other side. I didn't look at the river. The surface of the water can frighten and distract me. I want to finish what I'm going to say without loopholes and quickly. I'm worried that there won't necessarily be the time to say these words in such a quiet environment on the road below.

"It wasn't unearthed in Lop Nur, but it must have existed in Lop Nur, and I found traces of its existence there. And also. All I saw was a picture of this thing. ”

I waved my hand. I sensed that Jack was about to say something, there must be a question to ask, and I understood. What I said was so awkward, and the information was not detailed, he must have doubts.

"It's not time for questions yet." I warned Jack loudly, worried that he would disrupt my train of thought. "And the Vietnamese, no, to be precise, the thing that the Europeans commissioned the Vietnamese to come here to pick up, is very similar to the one I've seen. I don't believe it's a coincidence, and I don't believe there's a second thing to this thing, because there's one thing in this world that is a miracle.

So when I learned that we were here to find and retrieve the object, I concluded that there must be a connection between this place and Lop Nur, the underground space I had entered. There must be a reason why Europeans know about it and think it's here, we can't know that at the moment, and if we have the opportunity to go out, try to find out.

If you think that this alone does not prove that this place has anything to do with Lop Nur, then let me tell you, the shape of the entrance here, I am talking about the whirlpool of the sinkhole, is very similar to what I saw in the underground space of Lop Nur. In Lop Nur, going down from that entrance, we saw a huge underground lake, and there we encountered the brachiopod monster I mentioned. ”

At this point my voice trembled inexplicably, as if I was back in that dangerous space, I turned my neck and looked around nervously.

Jack's expression became nervous under my influence, and he looked more comprehensively, the surface of the river, the top of the cave, all under the light of the one-eyed flashlight. I've always been reluctant to use a flashlight, but this time, with the help of Jack's flashlight, I took a look at the other side of the underground river. There is also a relatively open ground, but it is not as flat as ours, and there are stalactites, like a group of miniature hills.

It should be too nervous, Jack involuntarily retracted one hand and held the slight * rush hanging on his chest. At this point, I felt Jack's body stiffen, and the moving flashlight stopped. I looked nervously at Jack and saw that his gaze was falling on me, but it was very unkind, and there was a sudden realization and an expression that it was.

His expression was a bit like the epiphany in the Buddha's words, could it be that my words made him think of something? But it's not quite like it, his eyes are very straight and dull, not like what a big realization should be. Such a straight look was like a stick, and I quickly followed the stick to find what it was pointing at, an AK47 automatic rifle. It hung right on my chest.

I knew right away that Jack had come to his senses, and that he had come to his senses that I had been tricked into this gun, and that was not good news for me. I think Jack's gaze is really like a stick, very sharp, and can hurt people.

Against this piercing gaze, I pretended to shrug my shoulders with ease. "You know, the situation at that time was that you were exhausted carrying Fumi on your back, and I exchanged this gun with you to relieve your burden, and it was for your own good. OK？ Also, we've known each other for some time, am I the kind of perfidy? ”

Jack shifted his gaze to my face and said firmly, "You are." ”

Depend on. I'm scolding myself. Really can't speak, is there such a question? Isn't this looking for a K? If you ask me the other way around, I'm not the kind of perfidy, am I? His answer may have been different. But it may also answer that you are. I blame myself and feel inferior.

"I asked for the gun to be replaced." Jack is still holding on.

"Change the subject." I'm never going to hand over this assault rifle in my hand, and I hurriedly moved on to the next topic. "Do you know what Xiao Guolin bought from the Vietnamese? It's unbelievable. ”

"I don't care about that." Jack's words were blunt. "What did you see in the photo that the Vietnamese came here to look for?" (To be continued......)