Chapter 93 Who is it? -The Northern School of Tomb Raiders

“Take the head!” Beanpole exclaimed, holding up his cell phone.

“Quick, make a note to text this number and call it.”

Beanpole Boy hmmm’d and hurriedly called the cell phone number as it was.

“Hello? Who is it?”

A stranger’s voice came over the phone.

“Not the handle?” Beanpole looked at the cell phone number.

I took the phone and asked the person : “Hello, who are you? Did you send this text message just now?”

“Text message? What texting? I didn’t text.”

“Ugh, no, it was a woman who just said she could borrow my cell phone to make a call, and I saw that she was dressed like a rich person, so I lent it to her for two minutes.”

I nervously asked, “Where is he now? What does the woman who borrowed your cell phone look like?”

“Grrr, sick, who am I to tell you that.”

The other party cursed and hung up.

I’ll re-call it.

The other side picked up the phone and cursed: “Shit, I said there’s no end to it!”

After saying that, he hung up again, and this time when I called again the other party simply did not answer.

Bean Sprout kept calling the phone as if he was crazy, cursing as he did so, saying, “Answer the fucking phone! Answer it!”

I frowned and kept thinking, trying to put together the content of the text message that had come in.

There’s a lot of doubt about this text message.

I know firsthand that there is no cell phone signal deep in the Alxa Desert, not even a single signal, and you can’t send a text message at all.

Does it mean that the head is coming out of Blackwater City?

Why don’t you contact me when you’re out?

If the head of the handle is still in Blackwater City, it’s not the head of the handle that’s texting.

The person who borrowed a stranger to send this text over is a woman. Who is this woman?

My head is spinning from thinking about it and I still can’t make sense of it.

And here’s the important thing.

The mine cave mentioned in the text message is the same one we found when we first entered Alxa, when Bean Sprout Boy and Shang Guanmin’s camels fell in, Azza hid in that abandoned mine cave for a few months to avoid the Jin brothers.

I carefully recalled my memories, and it seemed that there were only seven people who knew about the existence of that abandoned mine cave.

Me, Bean Sprout Boy, camel guide Lao Zhang, Qin Xingping, Xiao Xuan, Handle Head, Azza.

Other than these seven people, including me, no one knew about the existence of the waste mine cave. Moreover, among the seven, only Xiao Xuan was a female.

In looking at what’s in the handle text message.

He told me to prepare a month’s worth of water and food to hide in the waste mine in fifteen days, and then to go find a place to make clothes and customize thirty white flags with circle markings ….

What’s this about? …. I’m completely puzzled by this arrangement with the head of the handle.

I thought no, that unfamiliar cell phone number from earlier had to be called and asked for clarification.

Xiao Xuan’s cell phone has been repaired, and Dou Zai’s cell phone doesn’t work, so we’ll change the number and use ours.

It worked, and this time a different cell phone number got through.

The other party heard or I called, immediately softened: “Brother what do you want to do? I have said, is a woman borrowed my cell phone for two minutes, as for what you say text messages, I am not clear, I am busy, you do not come to annoy me into not.”

“Don’t hang up yet!”

“I’m just going to ask a few questions! Just tell me.”

“Okay, ask then.”

I thought for a moment and spoke, “What is the approximate age of the woman who borrowed your cell phone?”

“Let’s see ah, just now that burst are eleven o’clock or so, the darkness can not be seen, it should be ….. Thirty or so?”

I frowned again and asked, “How tall, long or short hair, and what she was wearing.”

“The head is not low ah, should be almost as tall as me, clothes well …. Alas, yes, I remembered, that woman’s clothes seem to write a blue sky singing and dancing troupe!”

“That’s all, I’ve told you what I can, I can’t think of anything else if I ask, please don’t call me again, I’m busy, I don’t have time.”

I had one more question I didn’t get to ask and the guy just hung up.

The time was now twelve in the morning, so I looked at my cell phone and called again.