Chapter 1002 Withdraw

"There is also a saying that there is a group of army ants living in the desert of death. The power of this kind of creature is so terrifying that no grass will grow where the ant colony walks!"

Although this statement is reasonable, it is not within the scope of Yang Cheng's acceptance. His heart is already inclined to the first inference, and if this inference is true, then he also understands why Earl Carnarvon knows where the treasure is. But the reason is still unmoved.

It wasn't that he was unmoved, but that he moved, and he paid a huge price. I'm afraid Earl Carnarvon sent an unknown number of people to hunt for treasures, and in the end they all became sacrifices in the Desert of Death.

Yang Cheng secretly hated himself for being so impulsive, not only harming Eiffel, but also a group of bodyguard brothers. Although he is extremely ruthless in the business field, he is not a cold-blooded animal after all, and he still respects life. . .

Yes, he no longer had too much hope for Eiffel and his party in his heart, thinking whether to call Andrew and others back quickly, he couldn't let more people die.

Just when he was thinking about whether to call him back, Abraham said again, "By the way, I suddenly remembered that it was about 2 or 3 years ago. I can't remember the exact time. During this period, many exploration teams came to enter the forbidden area of ​​death, I didn’t pay much attention to it at the time, thinking that those scientific research teams who were not afraid of death were trying to crack the secrets of the desert of death, but now I don’t think so.”

Yang Cheng's heart trembled, that's right, it should be someone sent by Earl Carnarvon. The family's family has studied for half a century to solve the mystery. Naturally, Earl Carnarvon was unwilling to end in failure, so he must have sent many people madly. People came to this restricted area of ​​life, but what he got in the end was news of missing again and again.

It may be precisely because of this that Earl Carnarvon sealed up the sand table and stopped studying it. Even after Yang Cheng put pressure on him, he took the initiative to contribute the golden mask, and the logic behind it became smooth .

However, Yang Cheng was facing the same problem as Earl Carnarvon at that time, should he continue to send people to die?

He is a staunch atheist. He thinks that there is a reasonable explanation for all the mysterious events in this world. However, human beings are still too weak and many things cannot be ascertained by current science and technology. Take the desert of death as an example. It is most likely because the upper layer of Thutmose III's treasure house collapsed, forming a huge hourglass. As long as you find a way to not die after the hourglass sucks people in, it is half the battle.

But he didn't dare to bet. So many people went in and none of them came out alive. Why did he think that Hansen and others could find a solution?

Yang Cheng scratched her hair, not knowing what to do.

But Abraham seemed to have guessed something, his lips moved and he didn't dare to ask.

The atmosphere in the room became tense for a moment.

Well, not long after, Hansen's cell phone rang, breaking the dullness.

"Boss, it's Andrew~" Hansen glanced at the phone report.

Yang Cheng reached out to take the phone and connected to the channel, "It's me, did you find anything? Wait, tell me where you are now?"

Andrew didn't think much, and said truthfully, "We have entered the Thebes Mountains, and we will reach the edge of the desert in a short time."

Yang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, it was fine before he went in, and ordered very seriously, "Listen Andrew, I want you to bring someone back now, don't ask why,

Withdraw and talk. "

Of course Andrew was puzzled, and he didn't dare to disobey Yang Cheng's order, so he had to say aggrievedly, "But boss, we found clues that seem to be Eiffel and his group, shouldn't we continue to investigate?"

Yang Cheng frowned, "You all stop moving forward~"

Andrew's voice conveying instructions came from the phone, and then he said to Yang Cheng, "Stop the boss~"

"What did you find?" Yang Cheng couldn't sit still, she stood up and paced the room.

"It's a series of marks. I guess Eiffel left them on purpose to avoid getting lost." Andrew said loudly. It's still light outside, and it's not difficult for special forces who are good at tracking to find the marks.

But how can you be sure that it was left by Eiffel?

Andrew said, "The traces are very new, but a little weathered. The first few marks left have become blurred. According to my deduction and Craig, these marks were left by the UK a week ago."

Yang Cheng was even more entangled in his heart. Now that he had found the clue, should he continue to investigate? But thinking about it the other way around, Eiffel and his party are likely to have been killed, and it is useless to chase them now. It is not wise to continue sending people in until they find a way to escape from the desert of death safely.

"Damn it!" Yang Cheng cursed in his heart~

Secretly made a few times of ruthlessness, but in the end he flinched before the terrible legend of the desert of death. He couldn't use the lives of his subordinates to make money. He took ten thousand steps back and said that even if he didn't have this treasure, it wouldn't delay his enjoyment of life. , net worth will not shrink.

"Come back first~" Putting down a death order, he directly disconnected the phone, with an unwilling expression, holding the phone tightly, his mouth turning white.

What is the scariest thing, the scariest thing is being untouchable by humans!

But what about manpower? Does the other group of suspicious people that Abraham mentioned before have anything to do with Eiffel's disappearance? This question has been lingering in Yang Cheng's mind.

"You~ you guys want to rob graves?" Abraham asked timidly.

Seeing that Yang Cheng had no desire to speak, Hansen had no choice but to say, "Don't worry, we are not grave robbers."

But he added in his heart, "We're just digging for treasure."

"Actually, if you want to rob the tomb, I won't have any idea~" Abraham said weakly.

Yang Cheng couldn't help wondering, "Why? As a citizen of Egypt, shouldn't you hate those thieves who stole your civilization?"

Abraham smiled helplessly, "To be honest, more than half of the stolen pharaoh's tombs were done by the Egyptians themselves. Our country is too poor, and everyone wants to get rich overnight, but here The place is full of deserts, where to get rich? Only tomb robbery!

At present, many nouveau riche in our country have actually accumulated original capital by reselling cultural relics, and then they will use this dirty money to bribe high-ranking officials in order to obtain the qualification for mining. Any iron ore can make them a lot of money The bowl is full, and then continue to bribe more officials to form a protection network. The business is getting bigger and bigger, and the money is getting more and more.

But these upstarts won't think about how to return the money they earn, they will only squeeze the poor more crazily, and reduce wage costs as much as possible to make profits. In a country that is becoming more and more dilapidated, ordinary people can't see any hope of turning over through hard work, so they can only stand up and take risks. "

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