"I don't trust him"

After Edward finished speaking, he directly switched to German and changed the communication partner to Wei Ran, "Victor, I heard from Mr. Charlotte, you plan to visit the place where my grandfather was captured? Did you find anything valuable?

Got a clue?"

"No clues"

Wei Ran spread his hands and replied matter-of-factly, "It is precisely because there are no clues that I plan to go to the place where he was captured to see if I can find anything. I originally wanted to invite you to go with me, but now your physical condition

seem..."

"I'm fine." Edward sat up as if nothing was wrong, "When do we set off?"

"How about tomorrow morning?"

Wei Ran asked with a smile, "According to the map comparison, that place is more than a hundred kilometers away. We will set off tomorrow morning and we will definitely arrive before the sun sets."

"Then tomorrow morning"

Edward agreed without thinking, then switched back to English and asked Charlotte, who was sitting opposite the folding bed, "Can Mr. Matt come with me?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Edward responded to Matt who came in with a plate of food. This taciturn old man said straightforwardly, "I am not Charlotte's servant, and you and I are not friends."

"Matt, can't you say it more tactfully?" Edward reluctantly took the food from the other party.

"sure"

Matt replied perfunctorily as he turned around and walked out, "I'm going to have diarrhea starting tomorrow and can't stop it, so I'm sorry, Mr. Edward, but I can't go for a ride in the desert with you. I'm going to find you tonight."

A quiet and undisturbed place, and get yourself an outdoor toilet in advance where you can defecate safely.”

Edward shook his head helplessly, losing his appetite for the sumptuous dinner on the plate. He raised his voice and said to Matt, who had already walked out of the tent, "Forget it, I take back what I just said. Mr. Matt, you should express your opinions directly in the future.

Just the idea.”

"No problem, I just don't want to work with you. Diarrhea is just an excuse."

Matt, who had already walked out of the tent, also raised his voice in response. Apparently, for some reason, he had an undisguised prejudice against Mr. Edward.

Charlotte glanced at Wei Ran, who had a confused look on his face, and shook her head helplessly, "Edward, how did you provoke Matt? Why do you two become like this whenever you stay together for more than 24 hours at a time?"

What does it look like?”

"how could I know?"

Edward looked at the fragrant Solyanka soup and Russian kebabs on the dinner plate, and then thought about what Matt just said... no! It must be an excuse to disgust himself, and he suddenly lost any appetite.

.

"never mind"

Charlotte stood up as usual, "Whether Matt is willing to follow you or not, Edward, believe me, Victor is a trustworthy young man. No matter whether you are willing to tell him what he really wants to investigate, at least he can definitely

Take care of yours.”

"Why do you trust this young man so much?" Edward glanced at the confused look on Wei Ran's face and asked as if he didn't exist.

Hearing this, Charlotte, who was about to walk out of the tent, stopped and said, "When he helped me investigate the treasure left by my father, in order to prevent the French liar from seeing the treasure map he found, he even took the initiative to find the treasure map in England.

, and even took the initiative to stay until Matt brought back the treasure."

Charlotte patted Wei Ran on the shoulder and continued to speak in English with a smile, "I had the same concerns as you at the time, but this young man was very smart. Not only did he guess that the French liar was not the real employer, but at that time

He also didn't know that the so-called treasures were actually just some worthless relics, but he also chose to hand over the treasure map. Isn't this enough?

Edward, look at the staff outside the tent, these are all given back to me by this young man. Needless to say, you know that the value of this film has already exceeded the commission I paid."

At this point, Charlotte also walked out of the tent again, leaving only one sentence: "This is why I am willing to believe him."

"If I can praise you, can I praise you a few more times?"

Wei Ran, who had been pretending not to understand English, muttered to himself, then turned to look at Mr. Edward.

"I'll think about it"

Edward first loudly responded to Charlotte who had left in English, and then changed to German and said to Wei Ran, "Victor, do you need me to make any preparations for setting off early tomorrow morning?"

"There will be a truck following us tomorrow as a support vehicle."

Wei Ran responded carefully with his expression and tone, "In addition, I have prepared a separate off-road vehicle for you, so you can bring more things you think you need. Of course, if you feel uncomfortable, I will go by myself.

Or you can go a few days later."

"My body is fine," Edward replied with certainty, "I'll just take it early tomorrow morning!"

Having agreed on the itinerary with Edward, Wei Ran didn't delay too much. He found Saleh and his son at the edge of the camp while carrying the big cake without even having time to take a bite.

"Anna has already told me," Saleh said immediately after Wei Ran sat down, "I will prepare supplies in advance tonight."

“Don’t worry too much”

Wei Ran picked up the flatbread and took a big bite. While chewing, he explained vaguely, "Let Mr. Edward play in the desert for a few days, and then we can get there slowly."

"To play with Mr. Edward, or with you?" Saleh asked with a half-smile.

"Is there any difference?" Wei Ran took his second bite of the cake as he spoke.

"There's really no difference." Saleh grinned, his old face already full of teasing looks.

Early the next morning, before the sun even jumped over the horizon, Edward was woken up by Wei Ran, carrying the luggage he had packed last night, and boarding the off-road vehicle waiting at the edge of the camp in his ridiculous pajamas.

At the same time, Saleh's son, a young man named Soliman, had also attached load-bearing boards to the rear of a Ural truck with a canvas hood for smoothing ruts.

"Do we need to leave so early?"

Edward yawned and asked. It was just before five o'clock in the morning. When he was woken up by Wei Ran, he even thought that the camp was attacked by Kongbu elements.

“Start early and arrive early”

Wei Ran explained seriously, and while speaking, he handed two hot lunch boxes to Mr. Edward in the off-road vehicle, "Take them with you to eat on the road."

"Thank you." The sleepy Edward reluctantly took the lunch box and let Wei Ran close the car door for him.

"Let's go when you're ready," Saleh, who was responsible for driving the off-road vehicle, had already raised the window and stepped on the accelerator before he finished speaking.

Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately got into the armored pickup truck next to him and followed him along the ruts left by the opponent.

Behind them, a young man named Soliman also started the truck and followed the ruts. At the same time, he also used the long wooden board pulled by the rear of the truck to easily smooth out the traces on the sand.

The three vehicles drove at a 90-degree angle to their destination for more than half an hour. Saleh, the leader, slowly stepped on the brakes next to a sand dune that was not too high and turned on his double flashers.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Why did you stop?" Edward asked warily.

"Nothing, just pee." Saleh responded in broken English and opened the car door as he spoke.

Seeing this, Edward closed his eyes again, but after a moment, he opened them again, bent down and got out of the car, chose the opposite direction to Saleh, pointed at a stone in the desert and peed out of the bed.

The rising sun dyes a golden parabola.

Soon after, Wei Ran, who was following far behind, also stepped on the brakes. Soliman, who was watching the rear of the team through the rearview mirror, skillfully removed the wooden board at the rear of the truck and fixed it to the side of the cargo bed.

It wasn't until Soliman also flashed a double flash that Saleh asked Edward to get back in the car and stepped on the accelerator.

From here, the three cars started to drive straight towards their destination, but Saleh, who was leading the way, slowed down the car a lot. Along the way, he enthusiastically introduced Edward to the scenery in the desert and various indistinguishable things.

True and false legends.

Also doing the same thing as him was his son, Soliman, who was responsible for driving the truck. However, Soliman's listening partner became Wei Ran on the other end of the radio.

"Soliman, do you often come to the desert?" Wei Ran asked curiously, holding his hand, "It sounds like you are very familiar with things in the desert."

"certainly"

Soliman responded in Russian, "When I was 12 years old, I started driving a car to help my father take guests to the desert."

"Take guests to the desert?" Wei Ran was stunned and asked curiously, "Are you a tour guide?"

"Barely so"

Soliman was a little shy and gave an answer that made Wei Ran's jaw drop. "I usually receive some tourists, from Asia, Europe, and North America. I have accepted them all."

"Is this still barely enough?"

“It’s not profitable to be a tour guide”

The content of Soliman's words became more and more outrageous, "In comparison, smuggling makes money. Whether it is smuggling weapons to Libya, smuggling weapons to Egypt, or other things, as long as you run once, it is basically better than doing it for a month."

Tour guides make a lot of money.”

"Then why do you still want to be a tour guide?"

"My dad said I need to have a real job"

Soliman replied matter-of-factly, “And by contacting different tourists, not only can I learn more foreign languages, but I can also learn how to deal with people.

I think it makes sense. Although the job of a tour guide is indeed not profitable, I have been dating two girlfriends at the same time through this hard and unprofitable job. One of them is from France and the other is from the United States, and they are both beautiful."

What a departure!

Wei Ran was silent for a moment, but his curiosity was aroused. He asked without saying anything, "Where is your buddy? I think his name is Haba, right? Is he also a tour guide? Or does he specialize in smuggling with you?"

"It's not Haba, it's Baha. He is our driver. Whether he is transporting tourists or weapons, he is the one driving most of the time."
To be continued...