Xiao Lingyue heard the sound of falling rocks, looked up and saw gravel rolling down the cliff not far away.
A huge hanging basket was tied with hemp ropes, filled with large pieces of thick iron, and was being hung from the top of the cliff little by little.
Xiao Lingyue poked Zhan Beihan with her hand and said in a very low voice: "Did you let someone do it?"
Now that the imperial mausoleum has fallen into Zhan Beihan's control, it is naturally impossible for the group of people who smuggled it before to deliver it as planned.
The person who is currently hanging iron ore on the cliff can only be arranged by Zhan Beihan.
Zhan Beihan said coldly: "It's all about acting."
Xiao Lingyue showed an expression of approval and continued to look over.
The movement of the hanging basket was quite loud.
The masked men in black on the dock also heard it, but they were not surprised.
Because according to the original plan, after the delivery person reached the cliff with the goods, he released the signal flare.
Their ships arrived near the cliff early and were just hidden on other safe waterways.
After seeing the signal, the ship will drive towards the cliff. When the ship stops and docks, the delivery person on the cliff will also lower the goods.
They only need to be responsible for receiving and transporting the goods to the ship.
One of the two parties to the transaction is on the cliff and the other is under the cliff. The transaction can be completed without meeting. This can also ensure safety and prevent someone from setting up an ambush in advance.
I heard the hanging basket hit the ground with a "bang!"
A middle-aged man appeared on the deck, with a serious look on his face and said sinisterly: "The goods are here, hurry up! The adults are still waiting on the ship!"
"Yes!" A group of masked men in black quickly obeyed the order and sped up their movements.
Only a few people were left standing on the pier, while the others walked towards the cliff. One person pushed a wooden cart and walked towards the direction where the hanging basket was dropped.
On the other side of the hanging basket, a man in black had already arrived in advance. He dumped the iron blocks in the basket on the ground. After emptying the hanging basket, the man in black stretched out his hand and pulled the rope, and the people on the cliff began to pull the hanging basket upward.
Large pieces of thick iron were piled together like a hill. People in black pushed carts, like ants moving, to the dock and ship.
The whole process was quiet and fast, with clear division of labor and orderly work.
At first glance, it seems that it has been done more than once.
Xiao Lingyue looked at the busy people in black, her eyes slightly cold: "There are forty-three people in total. Counting the one on the deck and the adults he mentioned, the number of people on the ship should be about five to sixty."
Because we also need to include sailors, helmsmen and the like. Considering the size of the merchant ship, fifty or sixty people are almost enough.
If there are too few people, the efficiency of moving goods will be reduced.
Too many people are too conspicuous and will take up space on the ship.
So this number is just right.
Zhan Beihan looked at the busy scene on the dock and said to Xiao Lingyue: "You stay here."
Xiao Lingyue immediately guessed what he was going to do: "I'll go with you!"
Zhan Beihan looked down at her, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Xiao Lingyue refused to give in: "Now most people on the ship are busy moving iron ore, and the guards on the ship are lax, which is a good opportunity to sneak in. I won't hold you back, why don't you let me go?"
She was about to find the person behind the caravan to get the antidote.
If she is not allowed to go, then she works so hard to investigate the caravan and climbs the cliff in the middle of the night. What is she trying to do?
The river is noisy and the dock is busy.
No one would hear the two of them talking quietly, but it would be different if they argued.
Xiao Lingyue was not easy to persuade and had a stubborn temper. Zhan Beihan didn't have time to talk to her too much. He only said briefly: "Follow me, and be careful!"