Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"Adasi, we know that. You just need to tell me where Anriman's house is."

Ji Haobo didn't want to argue with the hotel owner, so he asked the old man directly.

"Oh... your friend knows him too? Looks like you were prepared!"

Anriman is a well-known walking map! He's practically the only one who dares to venture into the desert during this windy season!

The hotel owner looked surprised, nodded, and then continued:

"But Anliman seems to be in trouble now! He's been detained at the police station!"

Upon hearing this information, which was identical to that in the storyline, Ji Haobo raised an eyebrow, thanked the owner, and then led the group out of the hotel.

"Haobo, do you know that guide? He's been detained at the police station. Could he have done something wrong?"

Yang Xueli didn't care how he knew about the people in this remote town, but she was worried that without An Liman, they might have trouble entering the desert.

"Yeah, he's a shrewd old man. He often takes tourists to the desert and then abandons them and runs back on his own."

This time it's probably a similar situation; they were reported and that's why they were detained at the police station.

"Damn it, how is this any different from the old man with the oxcart in the Corpse Cave? He's practically treating human life like dirt!"

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang angrily retorted, and the others were also somewhat angry.

Outsiders entering the desert know nothing and are completely in the dark. If they get lost or encounter wild animals, they are likely to be in serious trouble.

Looking at their expressions, Ji Haobo couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"Hehe...you've got it all wrong. Are those so-called tourists really tourists?"

"Wh...what do you mean? What else could a tourist be but a tourist?"

Compared to Fatty Wang's slow thinking, Lao Hu and the others seemed to be deep in thought.

"You should know that this is the ancient Silk Road, the outskirts of the Western Regions, where countless treasures are buried in the yellow sand."

Therefore, many foreigners and shady characters disguise themselves as tourists to raid tombs.

Otherwise, if it were an ordinary person, Anriman wouldn't dare to cheat people like that even if he had ten heads.

After listening, the group suddenly realized that those guys, who were not exactly good people, had been tricked but dared not utter a sound.

As they spoke, the group arrived at the police station following directions from passersby. The station chief inside was startled when he heard that they had come to see An Liman.

Because that old man swindled more than a dozen foreigners a few days ago, and they haven't come back yet.

Starting yesterday, sandstorms have appeared in the desert again, and he guesses those people are probably in trouble.

Therefore, when the director saw Laura among the crowd, he thought she was there to cause trouble. If this caused a diplomatic incident, he wouldn't be able to handle it.

“Uh… sir, Anriman has committed such a serious mistake, we will definitely punish him severely.”

But the sandstorms in the desert haven't stopped, and we can't organize manpower to search for them.

"But don't worry, as soon as the sandstorm stops, I will immediately get everyone in to help with the rescue and do everything in our power to bring those foreign friends back."

Before the group could explain their purpose, they were all taken aback when the director started rambling on and on.

However, Ji Haobo quickly realized with a wry smile that he might have misunderstood something.

"Director Wang, you've got it wrong. We're not here to interrogate you about those foreigners."

Instead, we asked Anliman to lead us into the desert; this is my identification.

Ji Haobo took out a small notebook and handed it over. It was specially given to him by Ji Qiankun and was affiliated with Bureau 94.

The higher-ups knew about this, yet they still put up some fancy title on it, which was roughly equivalent to a major general position.

When Director Wang heard that he hadn't come for the foreigners, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

However, upon taking the notebook and opening it, his hands trembled as he immediately saluted.

"Greetings, Commander! My name is Wang Baiwan. I will obey your orders!"

"Alright, no need to be so serious. Take us to see Anriman."

Ji Haobo waved his hand helplessly. If he hadn't been too lazy to waste time getting him released on bail, he wouldn't have bothered to take out that notebook at all.

"Yes, sir, please follow me."

Director Wang respectfully led the group to a detention cell. Through the iron bars, they could see an old man sitting inside, resting with his eyes closed.

"Anriman... Anriman, wake up!"

Hearing the shout, the old man opened his eyes and stared at Director Wang, a look of anxiety on his face.

"Wang Baiwan, when are you going to let me out? How are my camels doing?"

"The camels are fine, so getting out is easy."

Director Wang didn't pay attention to An Liman's tone; their town was tiny, and everyone knew each other very well.

Don't be fooled by the fact that he's locked up; it's actually a form of protection. If it weren't for the fact that a group of foreigners hadn't been thrown into the desert this time, Wang Baiwan wouldn't have bothered with it.

He was a local, so he naturally knew what those people were doing deep in the desert were after.

That's why Director Wang turned a blind eye to all the petty things An Liman did.

Upon hearing that he could leave, Anliman quickly got up and went to the iron bars, wanting to hear Director Wang's terms.

"This is a leader from Kyoto. They are going into the desert on business. Now is your chance to redeem yourself."

"If you agree, I'll release you. Otherwise, this incident of harming foreign friends is a diplomatic matter; you'll be sentenced to life imprisonment, if not executed."

Upon hearing this, Anliman panicked. His dark face turned pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. Without thinking twice, he hurriedly agreed.

"Okay, okay! You know I'm familiar with the desert, I'll make sure the leader from Kyoto gets in safely!"

Don't be fooled by the old man's quick agreement; he was so shocked he didn't react in time.

Sure enough, after Director Wang released him, he followed Ji Haobo and the others out of the police station timidly, only to belatedly realize what had happened.

Once he realized that Wang Baiwan had just been bluffing, he immediately straightened up.

"Oh... friends! Thank you for bringing me out. Now I'm going to see the camels! Goodbye, friends!"

He stopped calling him "chief" because Ji Haobo was too young and couldn't possibly be a high-ranking official. He thought that Director Wang's address was just a polite gesture.

"Adasi, you're putting me in a very difficult position!"

Ji Haobo reached out and placed his hand on An Liman's shoulder as he turned around, his expression serious as he said in a deep voice:

"You're so wicked! I think before you're executed, you should be stripped naked and paraded through the streets in a public denunciation!"

He imitated An Liman's tone when he talked about lamb skewers, and the way he spoke each word made Yang Xueli and the others find it somewhat funny.

But Anliman was apprehensive. He felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him as the hand fell, and he could not move his body except for turning his head.

"Friends, we're all friends! I was just joking. It's just going into the desert! I need to go back and prepare!"

His change was not only due to Ji Haobo's threat, but also because Lao Hu and Fatty Wang deliberately showed off their Desert Eagles under their trench coats.