Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1224 - 621: A New Discovery that Influences the History of World Archaeology?_2

Chapter 1224: Chapter 621: A New Discovery that Influences the History of World Archaeology?_2

Rowe coughed twice out of excitement, blood at the corners of his mouth. He wiped it and continued:

"I have been in touch with a man employed by the Daveler Family. He used to be my contact, sort of a semi-archaeologist. We would hand over the items we got to him, and he would conduct a preliminary assessment before sending them into the warehouse."

"What’s his name, and where is he?" Sean Knight asked directly.

"His name is Maramart, he’s African, and he should be in Egypt right now.

The last time we had a phone call, he said he had found a large relic site in Egypt, which buried many nobles of ancient Egypt, that had never been discovered before.

Maramart also said that if this discovery was to be recorded, it might rewrite world history..."

"Specific location." Sean Knight emphasized again.

"In a place called Aswan in southern Egypt." Rowe let out a breath, "It’s said that many professionals have received the news and want to make a profit there - according to Maramart, if the items there were revealed, they would be more astonishing than the Tombs of Tutankhamun..."

"Alright, I’ll believe your news for now," Sean Knight nodded, "This news can exchange for your life—if you still want the first aid kit, you need another piece of news. For example, intelligence on the Daveler Family."

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk... I need the first-aid kit!" Rowe’s eyes lit up. Compared to life itself, intelligence on the Daveler Family really wasn’t much.

"The Daveler Family rose to prominence in the late World War II..." Sweat seeped from Rowe’s face, evidently in pain from his wound.

Sean Knight took out a first aid kit and handed it over:

"Bandage yourself first, then make it short and sweet!"

Rowe immediately took it, tore it open, took out a triangular bandage from inside, took off his coat, and bandaged the wound with the triangular bandage—there was neither time nor energy to remove the bullet for now.

"The Daveler Family had followed the American army into Europe and then began looting the treasures stolen by the German Swastika Force in the occupied zones, fencing for the Americans, doing their dirty work.

Later, when the Americans withdrew, the Daveler Family had offended the Soviet Army and had to go behind the scenes with the stolen wealth.

Because they initially received a large quantity of clues to buried treasures, they continued to quietly search for those items all around the world, also using various methods to seize new treasures and forming their own way of survival.

All this is what I heard... It is said that several branches of the Daveler Family are handling the collection of cultural relics from regions such as Asia, Europe, America, and Africa. As for specific people and locations, that’s beyond the knowledge of someone at my level. Maramart probably knows more..."

"That’s enough," Sean Knight clapped his hands, took the mobile phone from Rowe, and said, "This intelligence can exchange for your life. We’re leaving now, what happens next is up to you."

By this time, Elijah Hastings and his team had already packed up, and the team members were already in the car, with the pickup truck’s engine running.

Sean Knight got into the car, and the convoy of pickup trucks quickly departed amidst roaring engines.

Rowe watched the departing pickup trucks and struggled to crawl to the most distant one—he had noticed that those people had left their guns behind.

These Chinese people actually still honor principles—ha...

A mocking smile appeared on Rowe’s face, not knowing whether it was aimed at himself or at Sean Knight and his team.

Most of the supplies in the truck had been taken, but with a gun, Rowe believed he could survive.

He climbed onto the pickup truck, planning to drive back to the small town and find a doctor to treat his wounds.

These people hadn’t even bothered to take the money off him... ha!

Rowe, enduring the pain, had just started the pickup truck when he saw a group of people coming from the town, carrying old-fashioned rifles.

Rowe was startled, hesitating over whether to get out and explain to these people, asking for help, or just to drive off now?

While Rowe hesitated, the townspeople saw the gun in his hand.

They immediately raised their rifles.

Rowe was frightened, thinking they were going to shoot him, and stepped on the gas, intending to flee!

Then, Sean Knight and his team, already far ahead, heard a series of gunshots behind them.

"That guy probably got himself killed," Sean Knight sighed, "Not smart. He seemed quite sensible just now while chatting with us."

This matter was only a fleeting thought for them, and they didn’t dwell on it any further. Then Sean Knight told the driver to head towards Kandahar.

If there really was a new Ruin Site discovered in Egypt, Sean Knight was indeed interested in joining the excitement.

After all, the Tombs of Tutankhamun were too famous, and the items unearthed there truly qualified as world-class treasures.

Of course, they still needed to sort out the route and such beforehand.

When the pickup truck reached Kandahar, Elijah Hastings had already made contact with Charles Young, requesting him to fly the plane over.

Charles Young was now traveling all over the world. The more expansive Sean Knight’s industries became, the busier he was.

However, his income was also high, and he was happier than before at his old Airline Company, so Charles Young had no complaints.

The airplane arrived at Kandahar the second day, as it needed to go through procedures such as transfers.

Before the plane’s arrival, Sean Knight received a phone call from Henija.

"Mr. Knight, are you in Kandahar right now?"

Sean Knight was puzzled; how did Henija know his location?

"What’s the matter?" Sean Knight did not reveal his location but countered with a question.