Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Wang Qiang put on his gloves, took the pistol out of Jin Pengfei's hand, took out a tissue and mineral water, and wiped the gun body bit by bit.

Lin Yi stretched out three fingers to check his pulse.

"No wonder the reaction was so violent that even the golden needle couldn't suppress it. He was first poisoned by spider poison, which caused the blood flow to accelerate, and then he was poisoned by corpse poison. The corpse poison entered his heart veins, so he suddenly lost control.

Okay, now you can treat it with peace of mind. "

Lin Yi stood up and gave up his position. Bai Lu and Wu Jingshan took over again to treat Jin Pengfei.

Old Wei walked up to Wang Qiang and patted his shoulder gently.

"As a master, I want to apologize to Brother Wang for my unlucky apprentice. You didn't argue with him and you came to the rescue."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang quickly waved his hand.

"Stop, what you are saying is serious. At least half of the ten people think we are charlatans and are used to the things we do.

Lao Jin doesn't have any bad intentions, he's just a dick, and I have no grudge against him. The worst I can do is go out and let him treat me to a nice meal, and that'll be the end of it. "

Old Wei laughed.

"Haha, okay, no problem. If he doesn't do this, I won't agree to it."

As he said that, Old Wei's eyes fell on the object in Wang Qiang's hand.

"Is this the one taken from Pengfei's hand?"

"That's right, it wasn't there just now. Maybe he fished it out accidentally when he was splashing in the pool just now."

"Why is there a gun here?"

"That's right. Why does this gun look familiar to me?"

Both of them knew a lot about firearms, but the gun itself was somewhat severely corroded. After wiping off the stains on it, the general shape could still be seen.

"Old Lin, third child, come and take a look."

Several people gathered around, all eyes focused on the firearm in Wang Qiang's hand.

After watching for a moment, Wang Qiang suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Isn't this the little turtle's 'bastard box'?"

"Yes, that's right, it looks like a 'bastard box'."

Old Wei seemed to see the clues and immediately agreed with Wang Qiang's statement.

The scientific name of "Torrent Box" is "Southern Type 30" pistol. It is a military standard pistol that was widely equipped by the island country next door in the [-]s.

It is named because the special holster for the Type [-] pistol has a round convex surface, which looks very much like a tortoise when viewed from a distance.

Its appearance design imitates the "Ruger P08" pistol, a famous classic firearm in history.

However, Xiaozhi's "craftsmanship spirit" is not very reliable, and the imitation is worse.

Its firing pin accessory is easily broken, resulting in frequent bullet jams and a high failure rate. It was ridiculed by the American emperor as "a pistol that cannot even guarantee the success of suicide."

"Why is this thing here?"

This is the question on the minds of everyone present.

But in Lin Yi's mind, the seemingly unreliable Douyin blogger they met on the way here suddenly appeared.

In that popular science video, he mentioned that when he was young, there was a secret army that came through Mongolia and entered Ganlong. In the end, there was no news at all, and it seemed like it disappeared from the world.

The appearance of this severely rusted Southern Type [-] pistol seems to confirm the content of his video.

Could it be said that those Japanese soldiers also found this cave where soldiers were hidden?
While Lin Yi was still thinking, Jin Pengfei, who was lying next to him, suddenly let out a low whistle.

Then he suddenly turned over and lay on the ground and started vomiting.

The black-green vomit contains many white particles that look like rice grains.

"Okay, this life is finally saved."

After Jin Pengfei finished vomiting, he lay on the ground with eyes wide open. He clutched his stomach and kept rolling. He calmed down for five or six minutes. He was sweating profusely all over his body, as if he had taken a bath.

The wax color on his face slowly faded away, and there was some blood color.

Wu Jingshan helped him sit up and opened a bottle of water for him.

Jin Pengfei drank half the bottle in one breath and wiped his mouth. "Why am I here? What happened to me just now? Where did the big spider go?"

"You still have the nerve to ask? If Consultants Lin and Wang hadn't teamed up to rescue me, you would be wearing that steel drill right now. Come here and apologize to me if you're still alive, you're a stubborn ass."

Lao Wei scolded him angrily, not forgetting to give him a kick, and then helped him reset his dislocated arm.

Jin Pengfei looked at the situation in the trap in front of him, and then at the equipment scattered around him.

Immediately understood.

With a blush on his face, he stood up, walked to Wang Qiang, and bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, Consultant Wang, I"

Upon seeing this, Wang Qiang quickly stretched out his hand to help him up.

"Hey, I can't bear such a heavy gift. Get up, man. How can you still hold a grudge after a few quick words?"

Seeing how generous he was, Jin Pengfei's face was even more ashamed.

Because of his willfulness, he almost got everyone involved.

Having grown up in a collective environment, he absolutely cannot accept this fact.

"However, your master just said that when we get out of here, you have to treat me to a restaurant for a nice meal."

When Jin Pengfei heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly agreed.

"No problem, no problem. You can choose whatever you want to eat. Everyone, go, everyone, I'll treat you!"

An internal conflict was resolved, and the trust value of both parties increased again.

"Consultant Lin, what are you thinking about?"

Wu Jingshan saw Lin Yi dazed at the side, so she walked up to him and asked about the situation.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just thought of some questions. Neither you nor Lao Wei are locals, are you?"

Wu Jingshan frowned slightly.

"You don't even know where I'm from? I'm from Chencang."

"Oh, yes, yes, I remembered it, I remembered it."

Lin Yi remembered that when Team Liu introduced Wu Jingshan to him in Xiqi County, he mentioned her place of origin.

The situation was a bit awkward, so he quickly took a few steps closer to Old Wei.

"Old Wei, where do you live from?"

"Me? My ancestral home is Jincheng. My grandparents have been working in Yumen Oilfield. Why do you ask me this?"

"Which one of you is local?"

Jin Pengfei immediately raised his hand.

"I am the local indigenous person. I have been rooted here since my grandfather's generation."

After the estrangement was lifted, Jin Pengfei became talkative.

"Then have you heard of a rumor that a pair of young troops borrowed a road from Mongolia and secretly entered Ganlong, and then their whereabouts were unknown."

"Yes! I heard this story from my grandfather when I was a child. He said that there were gods living in the Tengger Desert. As soon as these guys came in, they were caught by the gods in the desert and swept into the Yellow River."

"Does this story really exist? I thought it was the anchor who made it up."

Jin Pengfei changed the subject when he said this.

"Actually, it's almost like nonsense. The Tengger Desert is both big and small. Dozens of cross-country camping activities are held every year. Almost every corner here has been searched. There are no traces of the troops entering the country in those early days."

"You can't say that. If it weren't for Consultant Lin's guidance, we wouldn't have been able to find this place."

Speaking of this, Wu Jingshan's eyes suddenly widened a lot, and she pointed her index finger at the square trap in front of her.

"Are you doubting that these bones are from that year?"

"Then do we still need to estimate? Isn't the bastard box the evidence?"

Wang Qiang spread his hands and showed off the Fourteen Southern Styles in his hands. (End of chapter)