"Identity information found!"

In the cargo hold of the DT10 transport truck, Marta was speaking under the camera while using a hemostat to pull out an extremely old and frost-covered Argentine passport from the inner pocket of the corpse's jacket.

"Hans Ozil"

Marta carefully opened the passport that was almost stuck together, and Wei Ran next to her immediately read the slightly vague identity information on it, "Born in 1931, Argentinian."

At this point, Wei Ran switched to Italian, "Based on the minting time of that coin, he was probably about 37 years old when he came here.

But obviously, he couldn't have come to Antarctica during World War II, when he was still a child."

"So how do you explain the 'base' on that map?"

Tassie asked unwillingly, "I guess he must have discovered a treasure map about the secrets of Antarctica. We all know that after World War II, many Nazis fled to Argentina. Maybe Mr. Hans's father was

A Nazi who escaped justice."

"Taxi, it would be a shame not to be a writer based on your imagination."

Wei Ran took off the rubber gloves on his hands and said with pretense of regret, "In the late 1960s, it was when mysticism was prevalent. Many of the incredible unsolved mysteries we hear today were actually originated from the United States and the Soviet Union at that time.

A derivative of the public opinion confrontation between the two camps during the Cold War."

"Like the Bermuda Triangle?" A senior student in charge of filming joined the conversation in proficient Italian.

"That's probably the most famous rumor." Wei Ran spread his hands, "Of course, there's also Nachi's lunar base."

"But after talking so much, you still haven't explained the bases on the map."

Taxi said firmly that he really didn't want to give up. Although the shooting at this time was to draw out the topic, he still had a little bit of fantasy about the mysterious Nabi base in his heart.

"Taxi, if you were in 1968 and someone said he had a map of Antarctic treasures, would you buy it?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Um...I..."

"Congratulations, you were cheated."

Wei Ran spread his hands, "You have been deceived from the moment you started to hesitate. But in comparison, Mr. Hans was deceived more miserably. Not only did he buy a map at a high price, but he also

Acted on the map and was defrauded of a large sum of money.

It’s not just you, look at how many people believe the videos we send out these days? Even in the 21st century with the developed Internet, so many people are still being deceived, let alone the 1960s of the last century?”

"How did you know he was cheated?" Taxi asked still unwilling to give up.

"Just look at the satellite map. It's not too far from Mount Prince Charles." Wei Ran pointed outside the window, and one of the lenses was also focused on the wind and snow outside.

“Prince Charles Mountain was the first aerial photography and observation conducted by the U.S. Navy, note, Operation High Jump, between 1946 and 1947 after the end of World War II.

Of course, Operation Highjump also spawned various Nazi-related conspiracy theories."

"So do Americans also think there is a treasure here?" the Italian-speaking senior asked while hiding behind the camera.

"The Antarctic Convention was proposed and adopted in 1959 and only came into effect in 1961."

Wei Ran said eloquently, “After this convention came into effect, Antarctica was deemed not to belong to any country’s territory in a legal sense.

But before that, Antarctica may become the territory of any country, and the Americans’ Operation High Jump is a military operation carried out by the navy.”

"Oh, I get it!"

Tassie made a chicken paw gesture that was enough to prove his nationality and said loudly, “They want to occupy Antarctica through military operations!

Just like they claimed to have discovered laundry... ah no, discovered a dirty bomb in a country in the Middle East, and then launched military intervention to occupy and seize oil!"

"You said it yourself"

Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "At that time, World War II had just ended a year ago, so what better excuse could there be than discovering Nazism?"

"But why didn't they occupy this place in the end?" Taxi couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe she discovered that there is no oil here," the senior behind the camera joked subconsciously.

“Maybe that’s really the case.”

Wei Ran smiled, "But the real reason, I guess, may be related to the Soviet Union. If the United States occupied this place, the Soviet Union would definitely come here to join in the fun.

After all, the leader of the Soviet Union at that time was Comrade Stalin, and at that time he had countless German prisoners of war and nuclear prisoners of war in his hands.

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but wonder if those nuclear prisoners of war were sent to Antarctica, would they be able to grow potatoes here."

"If they can grow potatoes here, then maybe they can really build a secret base." Taxi said with waning interest, "The base left by the Soviets."

"That's also a treasure," the senior who knew Italian said sadly.

"Those recruiters are also good at hunting whales," Wei Ran Tan said, "They can really survive by eating only whales. Speaking of this, I started to feel sorry for Comrade Stalin. He really could have tried it at that time."

"What did the whale do wrong?" Taxi couldn't help but joked.

"Maybe those two atomic bombs were dropped by whales," Wei Ran continued to tease the kid along with this topic.

"I'm starting to hope that Mr. Whales have mastered atomic bomb technology."

Taxi spread her hands and said disappointedly, "So we didn't find anything this time?"

"I'm afraid it's not just this time"

Wei Ran spread his hands, "Even if we come here a hundred times, I'm afraid we won't find anything, but I won't come here a second time. This damn place is too cold."

"what a pity"

Tassie made two chicken paw gestures and said, "Victor, I'm curious about another thing now."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What happened?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"What will the people who were deceived by us think after our documentary is aired?"

Tassie gloated and said, "Victor, they will eat you."

"They will thank us"

Wei Ran said with a smile, "This way no one will be tricked into coming to Antarctica to die like this Hans Ozil."

"But I still don't understand why Mr. Hans brought the sword and ring we found?" Tassie asked the final doubt according to the script.

"I may have an answer to this question here."

The senior student hiding behind the camera said, "Just think about it, in that era without the Internet, even if he didn't find out, as long as he returned from Antarctica alive with the sword and ring, then..."

"So he is also a liar?" Taxi, who is quite talented in acting, widened his eyes in shock.

"Have you ever been to the North Pole?"

Wei Ran continued without waiting for an answer, "There is a kind of narwhal in the Arctic. Their big javelin-like teeth have been sold at high prices as unicorn horns for a long time, and many people do this."

Although the business people knew it was fake, they still tacitly protected this secret together.

Also a jointly protected secret are the Egyptian mummies. For a long time in Europe, dried meat powder ground from mummies was used as a life-saving medicine for treating impotence and various terminal diseases, and was even used as a pigment and seasoning.

used."

"Victor, stop talking, I'm going to vomit." The senior sister frowned and stopped Wei Ran's analogy.

"All right"

Wei Ran took out the sword and ring in his pocket, "I guess these two are similar. As long as Mr. Hans publicizes that he discovered this in the polar regions, and just takes a few photos and takes them back, maybe

He can make a lot of money with this amazing discovery."

"In a sense, we were also deceived." Taxi finally despaired.

"No, no, no, I am not." Wei Ran said proudly, "I have a commission of one million euros. This is the motivation for me to come here."

"Your proud look makes me feel very unbalanced. It's almost more uncomfortable than losing a million euros myself."

Tassie gritted her teeth and said, "Why is my commission only 10,000 euros?"

"I am a historian"

Wei Ran became more and more proud, "There are countless millions of euros hidden in history, so Taxi, do you want to learn history from me? It's very interesting."

"Forget it, I'm not interested in history."

Taxi refused without thinking, "Let's get back to business. Now that we have decided to go back, what should we do with this body?"

"Of course I brought it back"

Wei Ran said without thinking, "It is difficult for corpses to decompose in Antarctica. This is a burden on the Antarctic environment itself. And even out of a humanitarian spirit, we should send Mr. Hans back to his home."

Only my hometown will do."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's set off now?" Taxi asked impatiently.

"Don't worry"

Wei Ran showed a sinister smile, put the sword and ring in his hand on the chest of the corpse and said, "As freight, let Mr. Hans cooperate with us for the last time. We will take a photo of him and send it out.

How many people will eventually believe the lies we concocted?"

"You will be bullied online"

Although Taxi said this, he had already taken out his mobile phone and took a photo of the body with the sword.

"Let's get together later and then head back."
To be continued...