“Well, after we arrive in the southeast coastal area of China, how will we get into the Xinjiang region?” I still had a trace of doubt in my heart. It wasn't that I didn't trust Dodge, but I felt that this kind of smuggling was too risky and not easy to succeed.

Dodge patted me on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I've arranged everything. I may not be good at other things, but I've been in the smuggling business for many years. I'm very familiar with it, no problem."

I suddenly thought that the verses deciphered by Zoe might be related to Han Yu's whereabouts, so I shared the content of the verses that Zoe had translated and organized with others, hoping they could provide some help.

It's just that I didn't have much hope, because Dodge didn't understand Chinese, and Jennifer only knew a little (still taught by Liddell), as for Fatty, he was at the bottom of his class in high school, and he went to the army as soon as he graduated, and couldn't even recite a few ancient poems.

Our journey still had a few days to go, and there was nothing else to do at the moment, so we might as well try every possible means.

Unsurprisingly, they didn't let me down. After I told them the poems, their reactions were really dumbfounding.

Dodge didn't understand ancient poems at all, and Jennifer could barely recognize a few words.

As for Fatty, needless to say, he couldn't even read these few lines of poetry smoothly: "The Yellow River comes from the sky, flowing into the sea. A jade belt passes through the mountains, with twin peaks hiding all directions. Treading clouds and following the wind, the clear Si (Ying) bathes (zhuo) the living spring..."

I patted Fatty on the shoulder and said, "Okay, Fatty, let's not read it, okay? I'm making things difficult for you..."

"Good fellow, Fatty hasn's done his Chinese homework for many years. Young master, aren't you making things difficult for me?" Fatty raised his hands to surrender, "I say, young master, are you sure there is really some so-called guidance in this poem? Why can't I see anything?"

I rolled my eyes at Fatty and muttered in my heart, nonsense, you can't even read it smoothly, and you still expect to understand it. It would be a miracle if you really understood it.

I said helplessly, "Currently, the only clue we have about the meteorite is these few lines of poetry. Maybe this poem is also related to Han Yu, and the clues contained in it are related to Han Yu."

Hearing that this poem was so important, Fatty felt that he couldn't help, so he simply stopped talking.

He also knew that if he made trouble again at this time, it would only cause my displeasure.

I prefer to prepare in advance. I really wanted to know if Dodge had any specific plans, so I asked Dodge, but Dodge only replied with "improvise."

Okay, improvise. At this point, my impression of Dodge became relatively average.

Perhaps Fatty and Zoe know Dodge better, and Dodge's strength and ability are not as strong as I thought.

...

The small fishing boat drifted on the sea for many days. Huang Jie was too familiar with the weather conditions in this sea area. He drove the fishing boat quickly through the stormy weather, breaking through the rain, galloping horizontally and vertically, and finally arrived at the target pier in the southeast coastal area of China three days ahead of schedule.

Huang Jie was very familiar with the people on the pier. He greeted the person in charge of the pier, and the people on the pier didn't check much, and smoothly sent the five of us ashore.

Since the five of us didn't have entry and exit passports, this was a sneak entry, so we didn't go through the normal channels, but a very hidden secret passage.

Huang Jie contacted Lao Pi, who has been illegally operating for many years, specializing in transporting smuggled people into the country. Lao Pi's real name is unknown. He only knows that although he is not a member of organization Z, he has served organization Z for many years and is very professional in helping people smuggle.

After a while, Lao Pi drove his broken car to the agreed location.

Lao Pi is a thin Guangxi man in his forties, not tall, with dark and dry skin, a mouthful of uneven yellow teeth, always holding a cigarette in his mouth, one after another, almost never stopping, and a pair of triangular eyes constantly scanning Zoe and Jennifer lecherously, looking like an old pervert.

Fatty saw Lao Pi staring at Jennifer lecherously. He was a little annoyed that the person he liked was being stared at, so he stood in front of Jennifer, intentionally blocking Lao Pi's view.

Fatty was tall and burly, a rough man, a head and a half taller than Lao Pi. He looked down at Lao Pi, with a fierce look on his face, as if he wanted to dig out Lao Pi's eyeballs.

Lao Pi was wary, and immediately understood that Fatty had a close relationship with the two foreign women he had been scanning, and he knew that Fatty was not easy to mess with. Therefore, his eyes no longer lingered on Jennifer and Zoe.

Huang Jie told Lao Pi where we were going. After hearing this, Lao Pi looked surprised and hurriedly confirmed with Huang Jie in a dialect that was not known where it was from: "My god, you're going so far? Are you sure?"