"I should have known better to bring the car in earlier," Wei Ran couldn't help but said.

"Forehead..."

Soliman stopped and patted his forehead in embarrassment, "Well, I originally planned to let you drive in."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I called you several times on the walkie-talkie, but when you didn't respond I ran out to look for you." Soliman grinned, the expression on his face becoming more and more embarrassed, "I was so excited that I forgot about it."

"I'm going to drive." Wei Ran turned around helplessly and ran back.

Although Soliman walked him for a while, when Wei Ran drove in the armored pickup truck, the speed was much faster, and even picked up Edward who couldn't run and Saleh who seemed to be okay along the way.

Finally, he picked up Soliman, who was still running inwardly, into the car. Wei Ran slowed down slightly and continued to go deeper behind the camels.

The distance of less than 500 meters was just a step on the accelerator on the road, but because of the camels blocking the road and the increasingly soft sand under the wheels, it took Weiran five minutes to drive the car there.

The deepest part of this canyon.

With just one glance, he saw the small half of the tail exposed in the sand. For more than half a century, strong winds and turbulence had torn off the tail of this Junkers 52 transport aircraft, leaving only the tail landing gear.

The yellow sand that buried the fuselage was exposed, pointing diagonally towards the sky, as if a stubborn middle finger showed up unwilling to admit defeat.

But what is even more joyful is that at this time, there are more than a dozen big-eared foxes scratching and scratching the sand around the plane, and two of them are even cooperating with each other to fight with a fat venomous snake.

"Mr. Edward, it seems we have found it." Wei Ran reminded with a smile.

"I was in a bad mood last night and drank some wine. I apologize for my rudeness." Edward said with an apologetic look.

"It's okay," Wei Ran said jokingly, "but you have to buy me a drink in the evening."

"Of course" Edward agreed immediately.

After a few words, he managed to get rid of last night's little unhappiness. Wei Ran went around to the back of the car and took off the long-handled shovel hanging on the side of the cargo bed. He aimed it hard at the venomous snake that was fighting with the little fox.

By the way, the two little foxes bared their teeth at him, obviously treating him as a competitor for food.

He shoveled off the poisonous snake's head with a shovel and lifted it to the foot of the distant mountain. Wei Ran kicked the still twisting headless snake to the little fox whose eyes were almost turning green from hunger, and moved it closer to the tail of the plane.

Excavation began at the location.

After pushing the shovel down for two consecutive times, Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief at the soft and dry yellow sand. It seemed that it was dry enough. In this case, maybe the things in the cabin could be well preserved.

After he dug around the tail of the plane, the tribe members also took various tools from the camels and joined the digging process.

Soon, the main body of the transport plane was revealed. It was obvious that the year-round wind transport had torn off its only remaining wing, and even the unique corrugated metal skin on the fuselage had become more pitted.

Lots of damage.

As time went by, the tribe members who had just finished their first worship service at dawn also rushed back. With the participation of these people, the excavation speed further accelerated. Finally, at around one o'clock at noon, the deep burial was

The main body of the Junkers 52 transport aircraft was completely dug out from the sand.

After a rough inspection, Weiran couldn't help but sigh to himself. Not only was the plane lying on its back missing two wings and a tail, but the engine at the nose was also thrown away. Only the exposed

The driver's and co-pilot's seats. As for the cabin behind him, it has been completely filled with yellow sand.

"Victor, use your car to turn it over." Saleh, who had been watching the fun just now, suggested.

"no problem"

Weiran agreed happily and called for Soliman's help. The winch hook on the front of the car was wrapped around the fuselage and hung on the remaining landing gear. By the way, some blankets were laid on the winch cable.

Along with the roar of the engine, the broken fuselage also turned over with difficulty while making a creaking noise under the strong tug of the winch.

Accompanied by a muffled sound of "clang", gurgling yellow sand sloped out from the hatch and portholes, and occasionally some fragments could be seen mixed in.

As it rolls, there is less and less sand in the cabin, and it becomes easier and easier for the winch to drag it back.

"Stop"

Saleh waved to Wei Ran, who immediately pressed the switch of the winch and reversed it slightly to loosen the tight wire rope.

"Salih, can we ask our friends to help us carefully search the sand that was just tilted out of the cabin and pick out everything inside?" While Edward was speaking, he was already the first to rush to the nose of the plane.

s position.

"sure"

Saleh responded happily, but he did not follow him into the wreckage of the plane.

Wei Ran, on the other hand, had already reached the side of the fuselage and got into the cabin where there was still a layer of yellow sand.

After just one glance, he couldn't help but sigh. It was slightly different from what he had experienced before. There was no body in the cabin, but when he carefully opened the door of the tail cabin, he found that there were bodies inside.

The mummies are stuffed to the brim.

The clothes on these bodies, which had been drained of all moisture by the sand, remained mostly intact.

"Where is the pilot... Where is the pilot's body? There is no aviation map!"

Edward nervously murmured the direction of the cockpit over and over again, his tone becoming more and more manic as he repeated it.

Pilot? Why are you looking for a pilot and an aviation map? Could it be... holy shit!

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of surprise.

All along, he thought that Mr. Edward was going for the 450 kilograms of gold, but obviously, his appetite was greater! This old guy probably wanted to find the place that produced the gold through the clues that might be left on the pilot.

Gold mine location!

With his peripheral vision, he glanced at Edward who was rummaging around in the cabin. Wei Yan pretended not to understand English and slowly walked towards the cabin.

"Mr. Edward, are you okay?" Wei Ran asked, holding on to the door frame, "Do you need my help?"

"It's okay, I'm okay"

Edward took a deep breath, "I'm looking for the body of the navigator. He was a great help to my grandfather, but obviously, he doesn't seem to be in this plane."

"Maybe he is in the tail cabin. Do you want me to help you look for it?" Wei Ran asked politely.

This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading! "Tail cabin? Yes! Tail cabin!" Edward immediately pushed away the satellite and walked towards the direction of the tail cabin. "Victor, come and help me. Help me."

They all carried them out."

"Wait a mininute"

Wei Ran dusted off the shoulder that had just been pushed by the other party, and resumed his usual slow demeanor. While wearing down the patience of Edward, who was so frightened by the mummy that he almost sat on the ground, he slowly walked to the armored pickup truck.

On the side, he took out a pair of lambskin gloves from the glove box and put them on. Then he found a disposable mask and wrapped it around his mouth and nose.

"Victor, you live a really delicate life." Edward, who had already hid outside the cabin, teased angrily.

"This is for health reasons and also out of respect for those who lost their lives."

Wei Ran said, and asked Soliman to pull out a sunshade canopy from the truck bed and spread it on the sand, and then he moved out the light mummies in the tail cabin alone.

Unfortunately, among these mummies with obvious bullet holes remaining on their bodies, there was no transport aircraft pilot wearing a one-piece flight suit, let alone a navigator. However, Weiyan found a silver cigarette box on the cleaned tail cabin floor.

Except for a few cigarettes in the cigarette box, the rest of the space had been filled with sand. But after he shook off the sand and cigarettes, he found that there was a photo upside down on the bottom layer.

Carefully opening the photo, a smile appeared on Wei Ran's lips. This photo was exactly the same as the photo with the upper right corner burned that Edward had provided, but it was much more complete.

Everyone's appearance is also clearly visible.

After glancing at Edward who was brave enough to look for the body carefully outside the cabin, Wei Yan finally closed the cigarette case and put it back on the shelf in the cabin.

Revealing his grandfather's true identity? There is no need at all, even if it is revealed, so what? It has been so long since the Nuremberg Trials, and the only survivor, Edward's grandfather Felix, has now also used the name "Los Berger"

"His name was buried in the cemetery, how could he be dug out and whipped?"

"Victor, are there any more?" Edward asked outside the cabin.

"No more," Wei Yan responded as he left the tail cabin, "the rest are some outdated exploration equipment."

Hearing this, Edward personally got into the cabin and inspected it carefully, and finally sighed with a disappointed look on his face, "Victor, your work has been completed. I will pay the agreed commission as soon as possible."

"I have never doubted Mr. Edward's credibility," Weiyan said politely, turned around and left the cabin.

"Wait a moment"

Edward, who was chasing after him, shouted to Wei Ran, "Victor, can you find the crash site through the clues on this plane? Maybe the bodies of the two pilots and navigator are there..."

"Mr. Edward"

Wei Ran didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, then spread his hands with a look of embarrassment, "I would like to help you find the exact location of the plane crash and the bodies of the two pilots and navigator, but you should know that this is a desert, we can

Finding the wreckage of the plane so quickly is considered a blessing from God and Allah at the same time. It is simply unrealistic to find the crash site or even the missing bodies."

"I can provide an additional 500,000 euros!" Edward offered a high price without giving up.

"Even if you offer a high price of 5 million, I really can't do it."

Wei Ran told the truth, "Maybe you can talk to Saleh. Maybe you can hire those tribal helpers long-term and let them stay here for a long time..."

"never mind..."

Edward waved his hands before Wei Ran finished speaking, and said with a tired look, "Victor, please help me collect those corpses. I will send someone to take them away as soon as possible."

"Mr. Edward, what should we do with the wreckage of the plane?" Wei Ran asked.

"Leave the wreckage of the plane here." Before Edward could finish his words, he was already walking in the direction he came from.

"The bad seed passed down from our ancestors..." Wei Ran muttered in Chinese that only he could understand.
To be continued...