40 hours passed in a flash. We returned to the Beijing Alley with full of questions. While rushing towards the courtyard, Donghuang also rushed over from the airport with a haggard face.

"Everything is fine at home. Relatives and friends gathered together. They played mahjong overnight and ate three hot pot meals..." He frowned and touched his stomach, showing a hint of pride. "Dongdong, this little guy, has been studying for a doctorate!"

I was not surprised at all when I heard this news. Brother Glasses is born to be a material for learning, but unfortunately I cannot have both academic and adventure. I have not seen him for a long time. I don’t know how much his head was shaved off by a monster.

"I didn't expect that the robot was good at science and science. I suddenly became interested in ancient artifacts again. I took me to the museum in Sanxingdui. It seems that I have two reliable successors and will be able to retire soon!" Dong Huang was in a good mood. He shook his super old-fashioned mobile phone and said, "Your Brother Dao's information is also here. His location can be determined now. Let's take the things and take a shortcut!"

Bypassing the rockery in Siheyuan, the hairless little prince was sitting on a stool with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette in a particularly cool posture. A familiar girl stood beside him. When I walked closer, I saw that the newcomer "Gao Xiaoya" who set out with us was actually the same person as Gao Xiaoya who helped me check my heart!

She saw my face and her lips twitched for a moment, as if she wanted to talk to me, and then swallowed the words.

A year ago, she gave me the impression of a very weak and gentle beautiful big sister. Unexpectedly, when times changed, she joined a secret person who was inseparable from her career, family, and personality!

Now, she tied her long hair behind her head and tied a very neat ponytail. Her skin was darker than when she was in Nanjing. She was wearing a very professional handguard on her slender fingers. Judging from her posture, she had been practicing in the industry for a long time!

But as a newcomer, her expressions were obviously different from mine. I was anxious and expectant, while she was firm and bitter.

We didn't dare to delay any more, so we stacked boxes of equipment on small carts, and then walked out of the narrow alley one by one, where there was a three-row commercial vehicle that I had never seen in Xuzhou waiting for us.

As soon as everyone climbed up, before they could say a word, the car started immediately and ran towards the Grand Road. The driver in front handed over a piece of paper. I stretched out my head and saw that it was the itinerary arranged by the boss lady, and several lines of instructions she marked:

All the tricks were clear and arrived at Capital International Airport first.

Beijing - St. Petersburg, 8.5 hours.

Arrive at St. Petersburg International Airport.

1, St. Petersburg-Murmansk, train' hours.

2. St. Petersburg - Murmansk, let the little prince find the old man with a bad face, take a shortcut and stop stopping, and the bus is 1,500 kilometers.

Arrive at Murmansk Port Not Frozen.

Found the curly little beast, all kinds of useful guys are there.

Cross the Barents Sea and reach the Franz Islands.

Walking north with curly hair, the location of Wendao is on the island.

If someone comes back alive, bring the Arctic specialties to me.

——My Laughter

I looked at the words on this piece of paper and admired, speechless, and wanted to laugh. The boss's aura was so strong, but the sentences written in the message were so cute!

"The boss's wife is very efficient and arranges life very quickly. Each one is the fastest way! I guess it will take less than three days to stand on the iceberg of the Arctic!" The little prince sighed, he adjusted the seat back, pointed at the three of us and introduced to Gao Xiaoya, "Didn't you have long been talking about asking Mr. Dong for an explanation? These are all people in his team."

"Look for me?" Dong Huang pointed at himself innocently.

"I don't have to look for you now." Gao Xiaoya sighed, her tone obviously not as gentle as a year ago, "I'll look for Lin Zheyu."

"You are the junior sister he mentioned?"

"It's me."

"But aren't you in the hospital? Why did you come to Jinye?"

"Don't ask so much, as long as you can find Senior Brother Lin."

"Hmph, newcomer, right? You're pretty rude. Even beautiful ladies, we won't take special care of you!" The mouse couldn't help but sarcastic words. When he saw Master Dong glaring at him, he honestly closed his mouth.

I looked at Gao Xiaoya's changes, and she also looked at me. From that look, I felt that there must be stories hidden in her heart that no one could understand.

I recalled the relationship with her in the hospital. Judging from the expression and eyes she stood with Dr. Lin, she liked him very much.

But Dr. Lin said she was Zhang Xiaoye’s fiancée. If she joined the confidential person, according to the regulations of this profession, she could not get married and have children before retirement. Then wouldn’t her engagement with Zhang Xiaoye be a complete blow?

I didn't understand her thoughts very much, and it was not convenient to ask about such private questions, so I had to follow the car silently on the wide road in the capital, and arrived at the airport not long after.

Several boxes of our supplies passed the security check successfully. No wonder the boss's wife said in the message that we asked us to find the guy who asked for something useful. It turned out that even if we carried a rocket launcher that could melt the glacier, we wouldn't be able to take the plane at all!

The eight and a half hours flight allowed me to cross the distance from China to Russia, and also made us dry and we were exhausted. As we all thought, it was too unsophisticated to take the train that lasted more than a day. We had to choose the second plan of the boss lady and take the car of an acquaintance to the port of Murmansk.

The so-called "Roasted-faced Russian" is indeed well-known. There is a terrifying burn mark on half of his cheek. However, his daughter "Ermao" who was sitting in the passenger seat is pretty good.

This woman with a very straight nose is probably in her thirties. Her figure is very charismatic and tall. Compared with Gao Xiaoya's gentle and quiet face, she has a very special heroic and cool smell.

She turned around and greeted us, and I saw that her eyes were black.

The name of this woman is so long, I didn't hear it clearly. It was probably called "Zoya", which means life in Russian.

But everyone in the car called her "Ermao".

Dong Ye said that people from the former Soviet Union were nicknamed "Historical Russians". When China and the Soviet Union did not turn against each other, intermarriage between the two countries was popular for a while, so people with half of Soviet ancestry and half of Chinese ancestry were called "Historical Russians".

After speculating, the wife of the bad-faced Russian, Erjozi's mother must be a Chinese woman, and she is also a Tianjin Wei woman. Because Erjozi opened her mouth, it was not a Russian that she couldn't understand, but a particularly smooth sentence in Tianjin: "As a result, I'm huddled in our small car. I have led more than 20 tour groups. Don't look at the cold Arctic, you are a big joke!"

I felt like watching a live performance. The little prince's Beijing films and Ermaozi's Tianjin dialect were all over the place, just like listening to crosstalk...

Master Dong and Mouse fell asleep without any disturbance. I leaned against Gao Xiaoya, imitating her appearance, and quietly looked at the exotic scenery outside the window.

Although it is spring, the distance from the Arctic is similar to that of Siberia, and the climate is still quite low. The road outside is full of snow. Compared with the streets and alleys of China, it is really vast and sparsely populated and sparsely populated.

I have seen the message from the weird guy from the North Pole. The content is not much, but the grammar is quite chaotic. The roughly means that he lives in a tribe with a latitude near the northmost circle on the world map. Dr. Lin is not with him, but is in a direction further north. He tried to go out and look for it several times, but he has not gained any results.

I opened the reduced map in my hand. This is similar to the marking method of high school geography books. It takes the equator as 0 latitude, towards the north and south poles, and marks it once every degree. Then the latitude circle that is closest to the top is 80 degrees. The stranger's position is near the destination chosen by the boss's wife, the Francis Joseph Islands.

However, the very powerful Jinye Inn found that the port for sending messages was near the Arctic Circle, which was located in the latitude of 60° marked on the map. This was a latitude distance from the location he wanted to tell us. Donghuang guessed that the weirdo asked the local residents to bring out this message and then sent it to a place where he could communicate with the outside world. The person who sent the message was not very good in Chinese and translated his words into a mess.

We still don’t know what happened to Dr. Lin. Judging from the map, there are only some desolate islands in the 80 latitude circle. If he is further north, then there will be a blank area on the map. Where is there?

Who brought him over? Or did he walk towards the white desolation by himself?

I should be as nervous as Gao Xiaoya around me. Can our Dr. Lin survive and wait for us?

The old man was smoking cigars one by one. He had not had a rest for more than ten hours in a row, and the space in the car was not large. We could only change the front row and the back row, and the middle row was changing back and forth a few times, and our whole thigh was about to fall apart!

After spring, the day in the northern hemisphere is much longer than night. The closer we get to the north, the more so it is. We always feel that time is particularly long when we stay in the car. In fact, most of the hours have passed. The Russians said that in high-latitude areas close to Murmansk, the sun sets at around 10 pm, and before 4 AM, it is dawn again!

The sun rising too early awakened me who was pressing my face against the glass, and opened my eyes tiredly. Outside the window, a huge soldier sculpture about 50 meters high, with a steel helmet and a rifle, stood on the mountain not far away.

"Murmansk has arrived..." The little prince stretched his arms and glanced outside, "That was 'Alyosha'. The Russians founded the Red Army that died in the Patriotic War. Seeing him is equivalent to arriving at the port!"
Chapter completed!