A thousand kilometers southeast of Batagai, on the banks of the Moma River, there is a small town called Koonu. To the east is the 3,003-meter-high Victory Peak, and to the west is the main ridge of the Chersky Mountains. Yuan Xiaoxiao's destination is here.
When the helicopter turned north along the Indigirka River, a tributary of the Moma River that runs through the mountains, Old Hantou and Gu Lang had already returned to Batagai and were sitting in the police station office, sighing while holding a cup of tea.
Of course it’s not a big deal if your certificate is burned, you can always get a replacement.
But according to Sheriff Nofu, Batagai is a small town and there is no agency that can reissue documents for foreigners. They have to go to Moscow to reissue their passports and visas. As for the documents needed to buy tickets, they have to go to Yakutsk to apply.
Therefore, the only thing he could do here was to help the two find a "black car" or "black plane" to take them there.
Beside the two men, Wang Ping, who was "free of charge because of his lack of a license", leaned against the hot wall of fire, holding a teacup bigger than his face in his arms. He sipped the hot water from time to time, looking drowsy.
I don’t know if I caught a cold from sweating when I was climbing the mountain to catch the gunman, but I started to have a runny nose and feel sleepy when I came back.
After drinking a cup of hot water, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the skin under the short hair. His nose didn't run as much, but he felt even more sleepy. Wang Ping simply put the cup of tea in front of him, rested his chin on the edge, and dozed off with his eyes closed.
To be honest, neither Gu Lang nor Han Da Xia dared to ride in the "black car" that Chief Nuofu found. Although they were taking the blame for Wang An and the others, now that they have arrested someone, who knows if the other party will take revenge on them. The car is too conspicuous and easy to track, so it is not a safe choice.
"By the way, Brother Han,"
Gu Laosan had been staring at his half-packed luggage for a while, as if he had thought of something. He suddenly asked in a low voice: "You said they didn't go to Yakutsk, so where did they go?"
"Ahem..."
Old Han glanced at the police officers walking in the office, turned his head, leaned close to Gu Laosan's ear, and whispered a place name.
A nerd checked the location on his cell phone, rolled his eyes thinking about something, and then started whispering to Lao Han.
"Fuck! You're crazy... You think dying isn't fast enough?"
After a few words, Old Han's brows furrowed and he looked as if he had a toothache.
"Hey, listen to me~"
Gu Lao San bumped him with his shoulder and started mumbling again. Han Da Xia looked at him with suspicion, feeling that his purpose was not so simple. But he couldn't think of any rebuttal.
According to Gu Xianyu, after the incident with the gunman, the other party obviously knew that they had been fooled, and naturally did not believe that the two would go to meet up with Wang An and others. Gu Laosan wanted to take Han Daxia with him to cross the Chersky Mountains and do a live broadcast in the snow.
Of course, according to Gu Lang, the live broadcast was just a cover. There are many mountaineering enthusiasts who go to challenge Victory Peak every year, so it just happened to be a cover to explain to the outside world. And this kind of true and false also makes it difficult for the other party to tell the truth.
Looking at Gu Laosan's serious face, Han Daxia really wanted to ask him, this guy went out to rescue people and brought live broadcast equipment, whether he had been waiting for this opportunity. But after just saying the beginning, a salted fish jumped up and down like a cat whose tail was stepped on, saying that Han was judging his gentleman's belly with a cautious heart.
So when Wang Ping woke up, he felt the cold wind blowing on his face, and it was hard to tell whether he was woken by the cold. In front of him, he heard the sound of animals trampling on the snow, and there were also strange shouts.
Feeling a little uncomfortable in the quilt, Wang Ping turned over, crawled out of Gu Laosan's down jacket pocket, and yawned into the cold wind.
Wang Ping yawned but stopped because his teeth were too cold. He blinked and looked at the scene below in confusion.
At this time, Gu Lang and Lao Han were sitting close together, with their necks hunched, in the back seat of a half-meter-high sled. In front of them, an old man from the fighting nation, wearing a dog-skin hat and a sheepskin coat, was shouting at a group of dogs, pulling the sled on the snow.
There were five dogs, two in front and three in the back. Wang Ping couldn't recognize which one of the three sled dogs was. However, their appearance was similar to that of Little Wolf Four, which made Badger feel a sense of familiarity.
The two people behind me didn't communicate at all. There was nothing but white all around, and I didn't know where they were going.
Wang Ping stretched his sore shoulders and was about to withdraw when he heard a familiar sound of reward. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw the familiar tablet protective cover on Gu Laosan's chest.
In a certain live broadcast room, everyone saw the furry face of the furry creature wearing a flight cap and with eye boogers hanging from the corners of its eyes suddenly become confused.
"Aww, so cute!"
"Hello, Boss!"
"Greetings to the boss!"
"Xiao Beiming Shabu-kun gave the anchor 3 rockets..."
“It’s still more comfortable to watch live broadcasts without time difference!”
The popularity of the live broadcast room was still good at this time. The news of Gu Laosan starting the broadcast was very sudden, and many fans didn't know about it yet. Even Chen Bai was "notified" at the last minute. The new manager, who had already lost his temper, smiled bitterly. As long as this guy didn't cause trouble, he could broadcast wherever he wanted.
"Boss...you're awake~"
Gu Lang noticed that a badger had woken up and only said a few words before he was choked by the cold wind that poured into his mouth.
At this moment, his and Old Han's eyelashes were frozen white, and they kept regretting in their hearts. Why did they blind themselves with greed and choose dog sledding as a means of travel just for fun
It must be said that the two were very happy during the first two kilometers. Even the somewhat reluctant Han Da Xia cheered excitedly.
The first netizens who entered the live broadcast room all expressed their envy, and sighed that Gu Laosan was indeed good at playing. Only this guy could think of going to Siberia to play dog sledding when most of China was in the hot summer.
But half an hour later, the two people sitting in the back row couldn't laugh anymore.
The cold wind stabbed at their bodies like a knife, drilling into their bodies through the gaps in their clothes. Both of them had lost feeling in their nostrils, and their snot froze on their mouths before it could even reach them.
The thought of it taking two hours to reach the foot of the mountain made them want to cry.
However, the two men lost interest, but Wang Ping suddenly felt it was new. He had ridden many dogs before, but this was his first time riding a sled.
Glancing at the five dogs running ahead, the badger secretly thought about the possibility of putting the reins on Wolf Xiao Si. Unfortunately, there was no heavy snow in Shengjiawu, so he couldn't ride a sled, but he could try a dog cart.
Under the camera of the live broadcast room, a badger suddenly crawled onto the handrail of the sled, shivering as if it was cold. Then, under the watchful eyes of the two people, it trotted forward and jumped onto the back of the sled dog on the outside.
"Hey hey ~ go!"
Wang Ping bared his little white teeth and laughed wildly, then raised his paw and slapped the dog's butt.
"Nette-oh (No)!"
"Don't… "
"Stop..."
Accompanied by a scream from behind, the dog on the far right suddenly jumped up, and the sled behind it overturned on the snow amid the shouts.