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Chapter 452 The traces are scattered

Adribuick's dream of sailing from Xinjiang to the sea has come true.

Although I still have many questions, such as the Ertzis River has two reservoirs in Kazakhstan, and Adribek's diesel tanker has to pass through at least two dams. How did he do it?

There is also a cross-border connection from Kazakhstan to Russia. How did he avoid inspections along the way? The boat is not big, how can he replenish oil, food and level? The rivers under the Ob River are complicated, how did he judge the direction and find the route to the bay?

However, these problems are no longer important. If the situation encountered by these people is true, then Wen Mushan and his wife should not have entered Sarekolle Ridge west, but went north to Altai and fled through the Ertzis River.

When Adribek woke up early in the morning on the first day, the ship stopped on the north bank of the Ertzis River. If he opened the map and redirected the time of the diesel ship, he should have seen a small town called "Bran".

Of course, Kazakhstan has now become a "rich country". This country is vast and sparsely populated, and it has become rich by selling resources.

But in 1994, shortly after the collapse of the Soviet Union, Kazakhstan, which had just been independent, was still in ruins, the economic situation was still average, the social order was not so stable, and it was not impossible for Adribuick to take advantage of loopholes.

This is no longer something we need to pay attention to. What can be inferred at present is that the man and the woman may have taken the Adribuick ship to Bran. As for where they went later, we have no way to figure out.

Did Wen Mushan and his wife go away and disappear without a trace?

I was feeling sad. Captain Garlic took the copper pot and went to exchange for new tea leaves. When he walked back, he seemed to see through my thoughts, so he spoke, "I haven't finished my words yet, Comrade Xiaoyan, don't worry."

My heart moved: "Did you find the traces of those two people again?"

Captain Garlic frowned: "What do you mean by this? Have you heard of the ancient Sangzhu Road?"

"I heard that in ancient times, it was a mountain road from the foot of the Karakoram Mountains to enter Ladakh from southern Xinjiang. During World War II, because the Japanese army destroyed the highway from Myanmar to Yunnan and blocked the Pacific port, the US aid supplies were forced to stay in the Karachi port, which is still in India.

"China was in material scarcity at that time, and it was really impossible to quench thirst when we looked near and hydrolyzed. Later, an international student accidentally discovered a book. It was a steep mountain road that a British explorer took from Xinjiang to India more than 20 years ago.

"International students told the government about this discovery that Xinjiang raised more than a thousand livestock and horses, recruited nearly 200 camel workers, and began to travel long distances to transport supplies back to the country. However, due to the difficult roads, about one-tenth of camel caravans and transport workers died on the road."

Captain Garlic and Ai Zezi were both stunned when they heard this, and even Hua Yan was stunned when they heard this time.

"Dear, you know everything..."

"I'm making a publication... I often proofread the version, and I'll remember it in my mind after proofreading it..."

"I haven't seen you go to work yet." Hua Yan asked with her eyes wide open, "Is it fun to work? I especially like the white-collar workplace fight."

I smiled: "That's all an extension of palace fighting scenes. How could the workplace be so simple?"

“Is there anyone who always goes against you?”

"There is one." Somehow, I suddenly remembered the cold-faced beautiful girl Xin Xiaoruo. She hasn't been to work for a long time, and I don't know how Lao Zheng and the others are - but...

"Let's just listen carefully to Uncle Garlic's business."

Captain Garlic continued: "Since Comrade Xiaoyan knows the ancient Sangzhu Road, it's convenient to talk about it. This road is now in Pishan County, southeast of Yecheng, and belongs to the middle of the Karakoram Mountains and the Takramakan Desert. It is now listed as a border control area.

"In just two years, some young people named Hikers have discovered this road, but there are very few people exploring, let alone twenty-three years ago..."

I couldn't help but interrupt him: "From what you mean, this ancient road is also related to the disappearance of the archaeological team?"

"It's not only related to the archaeological team, but also to Wen Mushan and his wife..."

"Wen Mushan?! Wait! Uncle Garlic, let's look at it first. The first thing I discovered was that the Yarkand Valley Ranch, which is suspected to be Wen Mushan, was in the west of Yecheng, right?"

"That's right."

"The couple who took Wang Ming to the ride later, when they passed the Krim Lamb Restaurant, was they in Maigati County? Is Maigati in the north of Yecheng?"

"Yes."

"What is the ancient Sangzhu Road now? Is it east of Yecheng?"

“To the east, slightly south.”

"Did Wen Mushan know the clone technique, which appeared in three different directions in a short period of time, and these places are still places where transportation is inconvenient and it is impossible to go back and forth easily?"

Captain Garlic smiled.

"Comrade Xiaoyan, don't worry, listen to me."

Hua Yan leaned into my ear and muttered in a low voice: "If it were me, I would have appeared like this within a day or two..."

"Stop making trouble, there is only one turtle in the world..." I said halfway and suddenly stopped.

Is there really only one gorgeous man in the world? Aren’t those faceless men in Wei Yang also have developed muscles and can run quickly, jump quickly and move wildly?

What if Wen Mushan knew the faceless man?

But as soon as this idea came out, I vetoed it.

Because Wen Tingxu had no experience in participating in mysterious events in his previous life, and the group of faceless men seemed to be interested in people who had evil in their hearts, and they all plundered corpses or killed them. No matter from any perspective, Wen Tingxu had no interaction with faceless men.

What's more, the movement ability of the faceless man is incomparable to Huali. If Hualien is a high-speed rail speed of 350 kilometers, then the faceless man is at best a high-speed speed limit of 120 kilometers.

Now let’s put these aside, so let’s finish listening to Captain Garlic.

...

The name of Sangzhu Ancient Road comes from Sangzhu River. Sangzhu River originates from Sangzhu Daban in Karakoram Mountains, and then flows northward and finally disappears into the Takramakan Desert.

There is a small village next to the Sangzhu River, called Kurlang. Kurlang Village is actually a small ranch with only five herdsmen.

On the same day when the owner of the Krim mutton restaurant met the couple, a man and a woman also knocked on the door of Ulanbek's house, a villager in Kurlang.

The man spoke Chinese, but the Ulanbek uncle couldn't understand it at all. He was from Kyrgyz and only knew the language of his own clan.

"What did you say?" Ulanbek asked.

After talking to each other for a long time, Ulanbek finally figured it out-he wanted to stutter.

Life in the village is simple, with only dry baked naan and cold snowy mountains and rivers in the house, but when the two people saw the food, they immediately started to eat.
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