Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Amijay.Floras's third newsletter

On February 5, the French Expansion published the third newsletter of the special correspondent.For some reason (our readers will soon learn why), this was the last newsletter the paper got from its able reporter.So, for months on end, the readers of Les Expansions were unable to figure out the enigma Floras had left at the end of his newsletter.If you want to completely uncover this mystery, you have to continue to read the following story. The full text of the third newsletter is as follows: Barsac Expedition (3) special correspondent Kang Kang on December 24 We came to this place yesterday morning, ready to move on tomorrow (Christmas).I mentioned in my previous newsletter that Mary warned Morna, and Captain Marthare issued corresponding orders according to the situation, but Barsac couldn't hide his frustration.

Who's calling the shots here, Captain?Why did you give the order to camp in the wild without consulting me, instead of going to the homes of ordinary people? Captain Marthaley replied coldly: As far as I know, someone is plotting to frame us. Conspiracy, cried Barsac sarcastically, this is too much! Calm down, please listen to me.Morna said, I talked to Mary just now, and Mary told Marthare about this conspiracy.Have you heard of Dong Gelong? Balsac shook his head disapprovingly. I know.Dr. Shadore came over, and it was a deadly poison.Its characteristic is that the medicinal properties will not take effect until a week later.

The conspiracy is here.Miss Morna went on to say that it was overheard by Mary when the village chief was talking with the village chief of a neighboring village. The village chief was Doro Sharon.His plan was: first to welcome us warmly, and let us disperse to his own home and the homes of his accomplices.Then, they entertained us with local products, and we probably wouldn't refuse.At the same time, we have to entertain our soldiers in the same way.When we continued our journey the next day, we felt nothing, but after a few days the poison took effect. It is not difficult to imagine how surprised we were when we heard this, and Balsac was simply stunned.

On the sixteenth, we got up at dawn. When I left Dajrico, I found that Miss Morna's second guide, Chumugeng, had come to the end of the queue and walked with Molile.Did he have a quarrel with Tongale?Chu Mugeng and Mo Lile talked very harmoniously, as if they were best friends.What's the trick here?wait and see! It seems that Dongjiale has no regrets about Chu Mugeng's estrangement from him.He and Mary talked and laughed, and he seemed to be in high spirits. After passing a small village called Bakalea, we re-entered the route, and then the plains again, all the way to Konkan.We arrived at Kangkang yesterday, the 12th.

We were twelve hours behind schedule, because Morillo had run away for the second time.On the 22nd, after the second break on the way, he disappeared, and there was nothing to be done but to stop and wait for him.He didn't show up at his post until the next morning, and he was still leading the way as if nothing had happened.This time, he can no longer deny the fact that he left the team, right?But Moriler still tried his best to find excuses.He explained that he had forgotten Captain Martharay's military map when he set off in the morning, and had to run back to get it.Captain Marthaley reprimanded a few words severely, and the matter passed like this.

I wouldn't want to mention it if it wasn't for the fact that Sunberling was exaggerating it.That night, Sunberling suffered from insomnia, as if he had seen our guide come back.He told Captain Marthares this matter as a great secret, and added that Moliles did not come back from the west where we walked, but from the direction we were going, that is, the direction of Cancan in the east. Coming back, it was impossible for him to find anything he forgot to take with him in this respect.It was clear: he was lying. This situation, if it hadn't been mentioned by Sun Bolin, may have attracted everyone's attention.However, this is exactly what Sunberling said, and he was so careless that he might have confused the West with the East.

Don't mention gossip, let's get back to business.At this time we have been strolling in the streets of Kangkang.Miss Morna, Balsac, Sun Bolin and I, led by Chumugeng and Molile, walked on the streets of Kangkang.As early as a few days ago, Molile was pestering us endlessly, praising a wizard named Genjela who lives in Kangkang, saying that he has the ability of prophecy and is very effective; and suggested that we visit him.We all laughed at him at the time and didn't take his advice. Now, when we were walking on the streets of Kangkang, Chumugeng and Molile brought us to a mud house just a few steps away from us.This is the abode of the famous Genjela.They both suggested that we visit him, and persisted until we gave in and granted their wishes.

So, we walked into a dirty little earthen hut.Genjera stood in the middle of the room.After exchanging greetings, he sat down on a straw mat and asked us to follow his example. He took a handful of fine sand, sprinkled it on the ground, and fanned the sand with a small broom.Then he asked us for a dozen red and white koalas, muttering words, and carefully placed them on the fine sand in several patterns.The two hands are gesturing on it, as if they are blessing them.In the end, he carefully gathered up Corazi, and held out a dirty hand to us for payment. Now it's our turn to ask questions.He was full of energy and ready to answer our questions.

Start with me.I ask for a divination for the fate of my newsletter, which is the most important thing to me. In the near future, he said in Arabic, no one will get any news from you. What a fate!The wizard said that in the near future, then, the current newsletter can be rest assured. Genjera turned to Sumberling. You will be wounded, he said, and this wound will prevent you from sitting down. Now it's Miss Morena's turn. Your heart will break, he declared solemnly. Cough, not bad!You see, he didn't specify whether it was physical trauma or mental trauma, I'm leaning towards the latter.Apparently, Morna had the same understanding as I did: she blushed.I bet she's in love with Captain Martharei.

The sorcerer clown shut his mouth, then looked at Balsac with a threatening expression.Clearly, a crucial prophecy awaits us.He prophesied: I see a group of white people, white people don't go past Sikasaw.Otherwise, you will either die or become slaves. The old man was triumphant. Caucasian?Morna asked, are you talking about black people? I'm talking about white people, Genjera replied dignifiedly, don't you cross Sikasso.Otherwise, you must die if you are not a slave. At lunch all of us, including Bautrier, laughed at the incident.Afterwards, no one thinks about it anymore.

However, I thought about this matter seriously, and finally came to a conclusion while I was sleeping: Someone is threatening us. Who is it?Why? Who it is I have no way of knowing. Why?In order to stop us from going forward.Our behavior may have disturbed some people who did not want us to go to Sikasso. Moriler, an accomplice to those who would stop our journey.It is very suspicious that he stubbornly dragged us to Genyela.It can be considered that he was bought. This is my conclusion.The development of events will prove that this conclusion is correct or not, we will wait and see. Amijay.Floras On December 26, after leaving Kangkang, in the jungle. After writing the newsletter the day before yesterday, I have to add something today.Then, this newsletter will be mailed by Chu Mugeng. The events of last night were so extraordinary. We left Kangkang yesterday morning.I took two rests on the road, walked about thirty kilometers, and then pitched a tent in the open air. The whole camp fell asleep.In the middle of the night, we were suddenly awakened by a strange sound.But no one knew what it was coming from.It's a bit like the roar of a steam engine, or, more precisely, the buzzing of insects.But this insect is gigantic, at least as big as an elephant.According to the report of the sentinel, this unusual hum first came from the west, very weak, and then gradually turned into a roar.The booming sound reached its peak when we started up from the tent.What is particularly puzzling is that the sound came from the sky. It is in vain that we stare wide-eyed.Didn't see anything because the moon was covered by clouds and the night was very dark. As we stared at the dark night sky, the rumbling sound moved to the east, gradually became weaker, and finally disappeared. However, this sound has not disappeared, and the same humming sound came from the west, just like the first time Again, the sound gradually grew stronger, reached a peak, and then gradually weakened and disappeared in the east. The entire camp was enveloped in a terrifying atmosphere, and the porters were so frightened that they fell to the ground.We all gathered around Captain Marthare, and even Tongale and Chumgeng came, but Moriler was not there.He must be crouching somewhere trembling. That strange roar appeared five times in total.Every time it changes from weak to strong, reaching a peak, then weakens and disappears in the east.Finally, the night regained its inherent tranquility. In the morning, when we marched out, the frightened Negroes would not go any further.Captain Martharei persuaded them with much difficulty, but three hours had been delayed on the matter. The strange roar last night naturally became a topic of discussion for everyone.But no one can explain how this happened.So, the topic slowly changed again.When walking about two kilometers away from the campsite last night, Captain Marthaley, who was walking in front of the team, suddenly found many ruts on the ground about 50 meters long and running east-west.The ruts are about 50 centimeters deep, and the western side is deeper. There are ten such ruts, and two parallel ones form a group. Is there any connection between them and the strange sound last night?At first I thought it wasn't there. However, they are all oriented from west to east; and they are equal in number: five pairs of parallel ruts, five successive roars What is the connection?God only knows! Amijay.Floras