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On March 15, the sun in the capital of South Sudan, Juba.

The new airport in Juba is still under construction. The old and small old airport is full of people. Passengers with different skin colors are crowded at the entrance of the checked baggage. The airport lobby is extremely hot and you can still smell some strange smells from time to time. .

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the luggage was finally pulled out by the cart. Waiting for the passengers at the door, they rushed to the front to find their luggage.

After that, these people also need to go to the more crowded visa area and wait for visa procedures.

An idle Dinka man made a few laps in the hall and finally found the target.

He got close to a young man with dark hair and black eyes, and quickly said in English: "Hello sir, if you are here for the first time, you must very much need a capable guide."

The black-haired man had just been asked impolitely for cash by the airport security staff. He turned his head vigilantly, and looked at the hitchhiker who was one and a half heads higher than himself.

The Dinka is dark-skinned. Although he is much taller, he is not strong, but rather very thin. A shirt can sway back and forth.

When he saw the fat sheep he selected, he immediately showed a bit of white teeth: "Dear sir, it is too noisy here. If you want to change to a quiet place and apply for entry permit quickly, then I suggest you go to VIP Service area."

Asian man: "Freelance guide?"

"Oh, yes. You can call me Noah, I'm a local here." Noah smiled and pointed not far away: "There is the VIP service area, you can go there to try."

The passenger, who was pitted by the airport guard just after getting off the plane, was uncomfortable. He looked at the still crowded and noisy hall, and finally chose to try his luck in the VIP area.

As he walked, he debugged his phone and sent a message.

Master: [Juba has arrived.

Pipiru: [The location of the plane crash is locked, the coordinates are sent to you, pay attention to safety.

Pipiru: [Our embassy in South Sudan sent peacekeepers to the accident site yesterday afternoon. There were only a few crew members and accompanying police corpses on the scene. The mission target is most likely still alive.

Master: [Do I need to connect with peacekeepers?

Pipiru: [Hidden will help you develop your abilities, but I informed the Ambassador to South Sudan that if necessary, you can go there for support.

Master: [Received, thank you deputy team.

That’s right, this black-haired man with black eyes, black skin, and a few pockmarks on his face. Ordinary-looking ordinary man. It was through simple disguise, holding a false identity certificate forged by the Special Affairs Department, and applied for it. Ye Wenxuan looking for the crashed plane.

He has not been to Africa, and he only knows the magnificent natural landscape, wild animals running in the grasslands, war, poverty and disease.

In this way, it is wise to hire a local guide as soon as possible.

After completing the formalities, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when he walked out of the airport. Ye Wenxuan was carrying a black backpack, his brows were lightly twisted, and the young black man named Noah was allowed to follow him.

"I am very worried about the security here, so, can you find a safer high-end hotel for me to stay in?"

"Oh, of course. I'm familiar with all the hotels here!" Noah said busyly: "This gentleman, are you here to travel or work? There are several safe and comfortable hotels in Juba. If there are no specific requirements, I can take you to the one with the best traffic conditions."

"Yes." Ye Wenxuan thought for a while, and simply said: "You can call me Tom Sirius. Noah, I plan to collect wind in Juba City, and I want to go outside the city. Several cities closer to here have changed. A turn."

"Oh, Mr. Sirius, I can help with most of your requests." Noah led him out of the main entrance of the airport and said: "However, there have been several small-scale conflicts outside the city a few days ago. If you want to go outside, we probably need to follow the peacekeepers outside the city, or... if you don’t mind, you can set up a temporary team with other tourists." Then, Noah reached out and called in a car: "Mr. Siris, this Get in the car."

Ye Wenxuan went from good to good, got on the bus and talked with Noah, as much as possible to understand the situation here.

On this way, he looked out through the car window and saw all the low-rise bungalows, sometimes some local unique domed hut, or a simple shed that was easily built.

Vehicles run over the dirt road, dark skinned men and women can be seen everywhere on the street, cows walking leisurely, and children squatting beside the garbage dump.

Occasionally, a high-rise building stands abruptly in the middle of the low room, and Noah explained to him that those are high-end hotels or rich villas.

But in fact, it is only six or seven stories tall, giving people an intuitive feeling that it is not as prosperous as a four or five tier city in China.

Ye Wenxuan's eyes went from the hut to the small tall building, and he kept thinking about where Xing Yuan might be, or would he be in Juba?

The location of the plane crash was not close to Juba, but it was farther away from other big cities.

Xing Yuan hadn't recovered from his injuries before boarding the plane. Ye Wenxuan didn't dare to think whether he would suffer more serious injuries when he crashed, but if the crew on board still survived, he would most likely look for the nearest hospital.

Judging from the current situation in South Sudan, hospitals can only be set up in larger cities, and there may also be in UN camps and refugee camps. These are the places that Ye Wenxuan needs to look for first.

When we arrived at the hotel, it was said to be one of the best hotels in Juba. In fact, it was six storeys high, but compared to the iron house thatched by the road, it was indeed luxurious.

Noah helped him check in at the front desk, Ye Wenxuan was waiting on the side, feeling that this man was all right except for being too enthusiastic, so he exchanged contact information with him, and agreed to meet tomorrow, first turn around in Juba City.

Before leaving, Ye Wenxuan asked him: "If I want to take a look at Mount Kinetti, how do I go?"

Noah's smile eased, and he shook his head again and again: "No, no, no, we can't go there, nor will our people."

"I know that civil war often occurs in that area, but recently the situation has improved a lot, I have inquired, and a tour guide has taken a group to go there." Ye Wenxuan stared at him, his expression puzzled: "Am I deceived?"

Noah just waved at him, even saying "can't go", and then turned and ran away.

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

He closed the door and chopped his hair irritably, and threw the backpack on the bed with himself.

The crash site of the plane Xing Yuan took was near Kinetti Mountain.

There is a war zone, surrounded by several small towns, some of which belong to government forces, and some are occupied by anti-government armed forces.

In order to compete for the territory, the two sides will clash from time to time. Every day, civilians, regular soldiers and militants stayed dead. No businessmen and tourists want to go there. The only people who enter the war zone are peacekeepers, except for various troops. Doctors, and field reporters.

Zheng Xingguo once mentioned that after reconfirming the location of the accident, the nearby Chinese peacekeeping force had gone to investigate, and the corpses in the wreckage of the aircraft were incomplete, but the remaining clothing should be the crew and accompanying guards, the number is about seven To nine or so, and the actual number of people in the cabin should be more than a dozen.

The black box on the plane was taken away by the army and has not been decrypted, but some soldiers found that the cabin door of the wrecked plane was opened. From the scene traces, it seems that it was already opened before the crash.

"We don't know what happened at that time, but before the plane crashed, several people may have fallen." The chief of the peacekeeping force reported to the country: "It is not ruled out that someone escaped by parachuting."

After that, the peacekeeping force and the embassy in the UK verified each other, and finally determined that the missing person besides Xing Yuan, there may be two security guards, an air hostess, and the bodyguard Cherno brought by Xing Yuan.

Also because of this tiny possibility, Ye Wenxuan insisted on coming, hoping to see the crash site with his own eyes.

"Just... I protected all the way, and the person who finally got on the plane, how could it be gone..." He lay on his back, whispering in a huff.

"Even if I die, I have to see the corpse before I am willing."

In the next two days, Ye Wenxuan followed Noah and turned Juba.

In fact, it does not take so long. It is really too barren here, and you can walk around the city almost in the morning by car.

But Ye Wenxuan took it very seriously. He asked implicitly how many Chinese there were, and whether he had strange faces recently.

Unfortunately, the answers I received were not satisfactory.

After delaying for two days, Ye Wenxuan couldn't bear it anymore, and expressed to Noah his strong desire to go to the vicinity of Mount Kinetti.

In addition to being greedy and loving money, Noah was still a relatively competent guide. At first, he firmly opposed it, but Ye Wenxuan stated that he was willing to pay him double guide fees. Noah could not help but shake.

"This is very inappropriate. If you are a war reporter or doctor, I would probably not persuade you that way." He frowned, saying: "The war zone is very dangerous, and ordinary tourists are not allowed to enter. Your request is really Yes... I brought so many foreign tourists, not many are willing to go to that kind of place."

Ye Wenxuan: "Not much, is that still there?"

Noah shouted helplessly: "Few, really few!"

"Money is not a problem. If you don't want it, I won't force it." Ye Wenxuan said to him: "However, can you help me find a guide who is willing to take someone into Mount Kinetti?"

Noah: "You... why do you want to go there, that's not a good place."

Ye Wenxuan said: "My good friend has been here before, and he has disappeared near Mount Kinetti. I...I am very worried..."

He only said that, but it did not prevent Noah from making up a complete story on his own. The latter really said: "Oh, this is really bad... well, let me think about it..."

In the evening, Ye Wenxuan returned to the hotel and received a message from Noah not long after the shower.

Noah: [Mr. Sirius, a guide I know will take a few people to Eastern Equatoria tomorrow. Their destination is not far from Mount Kinetti.I told him that the guide said that if you gave more money, you can take a ride, but after that, there was only one day of activity time, and he was not willing to stay there.

Ye Wenxuan was relieved, he threw the wet towel on his head aside and quickly responded to the other party.

Tom Siris: [Money is not a problem.

Noah: [I will send his contact information to your mobile phone.Mr. Sirius, there are wars and deaths every day near Mount Kinetti. I hope you are ready.You are a generous sir, I don’t want to hear about your death in a few days, please pay attention to safety.

Tom Siris: [Thank you very much, Noah.

Soon after, the phone "Ding Dong" sounded, Noah sent the guide information and travel time and place.

Ye Wenxuan glanced at it, saved the number, and then deleted all the information that might reveal his identity on the phone.

Early the next morning, he reapplied camouflage on his face and changed back to the black-yellow man with pockmarks.He then inserted a pen on the table into his jacket pocket and left a tip at the head of the bed before carrying his backpack and hurried out of the hotel.

When we arrived at the scheduled location, the guide car was already waiting there.

The guide Noah found for him, named Kabu, was also a local in Juba. He heard that he was a policeman in South Sudan, but later he was injured in the civil war and was forced to retire.

At this time, Kabu was leaning on the car door and smoking. When he saw Ye Wenxuan walking to the car, he checked his identity information.

The author has something to say: ####The African people heard that Thor is here####

I heard that Ye Wenxuan is coming to Africa, and the local prime ministers have all printed various banners at the airport.

[Welcome Comrade Ye XX to come to South Sudan and surrounding areas for inspection and guidance!

[The African people welcome you!

[Rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain!

[Warmly celebrate the early arrival of the rainy season in 2017!

[Spring in the Sahara Desert, because you are more exciting!

Ye Wenxuan, who just got off the plane and dressed as a passerby: "..."

I'm so annoyed, can you buy the last flight back?