Volume 6 Chapter 29 Epilogue

The friend who spoke was a senior to me, and I wasn’t very familiar with him. We just hung out together a lot, and we got along well. We were friends in the sense that we helped each other out when we needed it, but we weren’t friends in the sense that we were inseparable. I asked him for help because he seemed to be a technician, but of course I had nothing to do with him as an antique dealer, and I didn’t know what he did.

Now he suddenly woke me up from my dream. When I heard the theory of “eleven people,” I immediately broke into a cold sweat and even turned pale.

Yes, how could I not think of it?

In those days, there were no point-and-shoot cameras, and there definitely weren’t any photo studios in the fishing villages of Hainan. The person who could use a camera should indeed be a member of the archaeological team. I only thought about it for a moment and found that he was very reasonable. I have read a lot of information about the Xisha archaeological site, and there are photos in it. In general, people from the propaganda department would follow and record the situation.

But why did Uncle San’s narrative always mention only ten people, and never mention this eleventh person? Did the person from the propaganda department not go out to sea with them, or did Uncle San have something else to hide?

Seeing my expression, the others laughed. The man said, “Forget it, don’t think about it. How many people were there? Just go to their old unit and check. Archaeological research institutes are generally affiliated with the cultural system. Which institute did they send them to at the time? The files should still be there. Many of our country’s files are permanently preserved.”

I didn’t say anything. After all, this is just a speculation. If there is time, you can check it out. But if it turns out to be eleven people, how can I face Uncle San’s explanation? Do I have to completely overthrow him? This would be too painful. I decided not to check it out.