When Bo Sihan heard this, he asked, "Which eight ports?"

Nie Wuji had already prepared, took out the map and handed it over, "These are the places I circled."

Bao Sihan took it and opened it. There were indeed several places marked on it.

Not only that, those eight locations also had eight routes drawn.

Bao Sihan understood it within a few seconds.

He raised his eyes and stared at Nie Wuji, "Are you... simulating their possible route?"

Nie Wuji did not deny it, "Yes, I made some assumptions... If the people captured by the martial arts union were not killed, they would definitely need a place to hide them.

Since we took the waterway, the possible hiding places are some desert islands."

Speaking of this, Nie Wuji pointed to several other locations marked with white dots, "These routes and locations I have sketched are desert islands that can be moved around! If you are lucky, you should have results soon."

After hearing this, Bao Sihan was thoughtful.

What Nie Wuji said is not impossible.

But the president of the martial arts union has always been cunning. What one can think of may not be thought of by the other.

Maybe there are other possibilities in this matter!

Thinking of this, Bao Sihan looked at the map and browsed back and forth carefully several times.

See everything down to the smallest detail!

Seeing this, Nie Wuji couldn't help but wonder, "You seem... to have other ideas?"

Bao Sihan did not answer immediately, but raised his hand and traced several routes on several piers with his fingertips.

Nie Wuji did not ask any more questions, but stared at the route he pointed.

Half an hour later, Bao Sihan's fingers suddenly stopped at a certain place.

"Do you think... is it possible that someone is hiding here?"

When these words came out, Nie Wuji's face became solemn, "Isn't this...impossible? That place has long been a forbidden area of ​​death! No living creature can come out alive if it goes in."

Bao Sihan raised his eyes and looked at him, "That happened twenty years ago. In the past twenty years, no one has set foot in that place. What if it happens?"

When these words came out, Nie Wuji frowned.

Bao Sihan added, "Remember where the Forbidden Land of Death was in the beginning, right?"

Nie Wuji's breath was stagnant.

Of course he remembered.

The former ‘Forbidden Land of Death’ was an island rich in products and a tourist attraction.

Decades ago, a medical professor named Crane Andre built a very large medical research base on it.

The professor had an international reputation. Later, because of his research on madness, he developed harmful drugs on a large scale and caused a disaster.

He used living people for experiments, and in just a few days, he killed the entire islanders.

Later, his deeds were exposed and he was sanctioned by many countries.

Seeing that he had no way to survive, Crane Andre blew up the entire base.

In the research base, all the poisons developed were poisons. Once they were volatilized by the explosion, the harmful gases were completely uncontrollable and spread wildly everywhere.

At that time, more than a thousand researchers in the research base all survived and died in that place.

Over the next ten years, the island was almost completely enveloped in toxic gas.

Once set foot on it, it is almost impossible for people or animals to get out alive.

This incident caused a sensation all over the world at the time.

However, because it took so long and many countries later joined forces to suppress it, this incident was hidden in the long river of time.

But now, Bo Sihan mentioned that the martial arts union might set foot there...

Nie Wuji took a deep breath and said: "This is just a guess for the time being and needs further confirmation."

Bo Sihan did not deny it, but just reminded him, "The martial arts union, what they have done in these years is the same as what happened back then! They are setting up research bases everywhere and selling illegal drugs... maybe they want to imitate Crane.
Chapter completed!