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During the video call, Rossi's face also showed a bit of haggardness, "I can try to communicate with the Tanzanian senior management and try to buy some more time.

But given the positions of both sides, it’s best not to have too high expectations.”

Jubal glanced at the time. It was already 10 p.m. local time. His brows had already twisted into a "川" shape unconsciously. "So according to the most pessimistic estimate, we have less than 12 hours left?"

Rossi nodded, and the two old men looked at the screen in silence for a long time. Finally, they sighed together. Jubal said goodbye helplessly and closed the computer screen.

They were now in the office of the local police station. He and Jack were the only ones in the room. Everyone else was in the interrogation room next door watching Detective Pollino interrogate Tumer Makanni.

Aubrey had a guess that since Elijah had used a "reverse listing" trick in the local area, he had pried away the followers of this "pastor".

Is it possible that he could use the same method to build his own "Garden of Eden" in a village or near a camp that accepted Tumer Makanni's missionary work to facilitate the transportation of supplies?

So now a group of people gathered in the interrogation room, hoping to get the most likely answer from this guy and his two men.

Mosquito coils were lit in the office, but unknown flying insects were still attracted to light and kept hitting the incandescent bulbs, making crisp popping sounds. Soon, a dense circle of corpses lay on the ground.

Jubal stared at those tireless little flying insects, wondering if he had thought of something, and he sighed after a long time.

"Okay, stop sighing, there will always be a way." Jack said comfortingly.

In fact, he was also upset. When he was in China, he was used to handling cases smoothly. Not to mention that he didn't encounter any major cases in LAPD, after joining the FBI and becoming a member of the BAU team, he was rarely hindered by things other than cases.

It turns out that the "world police" is just bragging. It is nothing when it comes to those who don't care about the "lighthouse".

Aubrey pushed open the door excitedly, and a gust of air blew the dead insects all over the floor. "Found it."

"Where?" Jubal snapped the pencil in his hand.

"There was a camp at Olduvai Gorge, and a third of Tumo Makanni's mutinous men came from that area, just east of Lake Victoria."

Aubrey drew a circle on the map on the table and explained, "In the African theory of human origins, the Olduvai Gorge is considered the cradle of mankind. Elijah probably wanted to rebuild his 'Garden of Eden' there."

Old Muto followed him in, patting his chest hard, "I know a shortcut that will definitely allow us to arrive before dawn."

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Olduvai Gorge is an east-west canyon in the famous Great Rift Valley of East Africa. It is 50 kilometers long and 900 meters deep. However, its bottom is not the barren cliffs and rugged rocks as people imagine, but a large flat land full of vitality.

Rather than being a "Garden of Eden" for cultists, this is more of a holy place for archaeologists, paleontologists and anthropologists.

Scientists have discovered footprints left by primitive humans 360 million years ago, fossils of "Australopithecus bonito" 175 million years ago, and fossils of "Homo habilis" which is regarded as the ancestor of humans.

The last point on the sighting route map drawn by Jack and Hannah is less than 60 kilometers away.

But if it weren't for Tumer Makanni's confession and old Muto, who was familiar with the local conditions, leading the way, it is estimated that even if the army was dispatched, it would take some time to get here.

Passing through a dense green tent, Jack turned off the flashlight and lay down beside old Muto.

"Try this, it's sweet." The old man broke off a long pole from his side and handed it over.

Jack took a look in the dim moonlight and found that this thing looked familiar. It was long and thin, like sugarcane but it was not sugarcane. He seemed to have eaten it often when he was a child. In the south, it seemed to be called sorghum, while people in the north called it sweet stalk or second-generation sugarcane.

The densely packed green tent in front of me is full of this thing.

Jack didn't know that this thing's real name is sweet sorghum and its origin is Africa.

When sweet sorghum grows well, it is just as sweet as sugarcane, but it is not too hard to chew. It is one of Jack's fond memories of childhood.

Unfortunately, he was not in the mood for this at the moment. He nibbled on two sections just to replenish his water. Soon the green tent shook again, and an agile black shadow flashed in front of the two men.

The black boy under old Muto bared his teeth at the two men, then began to report in a low voice.

Jack listened with great effort for a long time, and finally it was Old Muto who helped translate, "They found the yellow bus and parked it next to the camp.

There was a small church in the camp, but no other buildings. There was a circle of tents around the church. The scouts did not get too close because someone was keeping watch by the campfire.

Your people secretly destroyed the starter of the bus and stayed nearby, saying they were waiting for you to come over."

Because of the fear of alerting the enemy and the lack of team communicators, everyone was divided into three groups.

Clay volunteered to go forward with the scouts under old MUTO, Jack and old MUTO were in the middle to coordinate and pass on messages, and Jubal and the others stayed behind.

After the two discussed it, Jack followed a touch of white to find Clay, while the old Muto, who was familiar with the terrain, turned around and organized people to set up control.

There are a total of five people in the wanted criminal team. Detective Pollino brought two capable subordinates with him. Together with old Muto and his militia, there are less than 5 people on their side in total.

In the camp opposite, there were 22 American tourists and the local followers that Elijah had lured here, so the number of people was almost twice theirs.

A frontal attack is definitely not possible. It's not that we can't win, but charging in now would be a sneak attack anyway, and the combat effectiveness of old Muto and the militia he personally trained is definitely not weak.

It’s just that there are too many people in the camp, and if the situation cannot be controlled in the first time, it will easily cause chaos.

Although most of the cult members did not deserve to die, at least the 10 abducted women and the 7-year-old Nicholas were innocent.

After being in the green tent for a while, Jack saw the faint light of a fire. Clay, with black camouflage ointment on his face, was lying behind a big rock, watching two black men who were napping by the campfire.

The camp was surrounded by a circle of simple barricades, and inside it was a wooden fence less than one person tall. It looked like it had just been completed and the gate had not yet been installed.

The small church in the middle is a proper concrete structure, and you can even see air conditioner units under the windowsills of two rooms.

It was obviously impossible for a place like this to have a proper electricity supply, but there was no sound of a generator running nearby, so it was probably either not turned on or not installed yet.