Here, I just arrived at my third uncle's residence and saw Wuxie holding a pen, ink, paper and ink.

Qi Lechuan went in and took a look. When Wuxie picked up the pen, she asked, "What are you doing?"

Wang Meng turned her head and saw her coming, and said to her with a smile, "The boss said that he could write thin gold styles, so he would try it."

After Wuxie stopped writing.

Qi Lechuan looked over and found that it was exactly the same. She had heard that Wuxie had been practicing thin gold body since he was a child. Perhaps the words he practiced when he was a child were left by Qi Yu.

Wang Meng was surprised. She glanced at the camera and then at the seal written by Wu Xie, "Oh, have you finished writing this seal?"

Wuxie narrowed his eyes slightly, and he couldn't figure it out, but he still said, "In 1990s, I still learned to use my grandfather to thin gold body."

As he said that, he suddenly thought of the person who looked exactly the same as him. Is there any connection between him?

"Then this is too strange. It's okay if you say it's like it, the pen tip and force are exactly the same." Wang Meng compared the camera, which was really shocking.

Wuxie made up his mind to find out, "I must go back and take a look."

"You want to visit the old place again?" Wang Meng became timid.

Wuxie originally wanted to go now, but Qi Lechuan stopped him.

She analyzed, "It is more suitable for action at night. There is surveillance in the house, so it is easier to cheat with ghosts at night."

It was simply home court for her.

After saying that he had gone in the middle of the night, Wang Meng began to give up. He would go for the risk at night because he had a salary, so he would not go.

Wuxie didn't force him. He originally planned to go by himself, but Qi Lechuan had to go, so he became the two of them.

late at night.

The two of them returned to Changsha Archaeological Research Institute. Under the darkness, it was deserted and gloomy.

This time I was smart, so I climbed over the wall and went straight to the locked room.

Wuxie used a knife to tear off the seal little by little, without destroying it at all.

Qi Lechuan leaned against the wall and looked at him, "It's been more than ten years since this paper."

"It's really the same." Wuxie said silently.

The door was pushed and creaked. After entering, Qi Lechuan closed the door with his backhand and then turned on the flashlight.

Only then did you see the furnishings inside, there were several rows of cabinets, all of which were placed on it.

Then the two of them and one ghost searched for information separately.

Qi Jiujiu touched it symbolically twice, and then she hung it bored on the window to look at the moon.

Qi Lechuan glanced at him and said, "If this little devil was seen by the night patrol security guards at this time, he would not be scared to death."

There are also many cabinets, and I can't find them after looking through them. Qi Lechuan's flashlight shone into the inside, and there seemed to be a table inside, with a lot of them on it.

She raised her foot and walked inside.

"Pu!"

Suddenly, Wuxie turned off the flashlight and squatted down. Qi Lechuan turned around and said in a low voice, "Brother Wuxie, don't be excited, it's me."

As she said that, she picked up the documents on the ground and stuffed them back.

Wuxie was shocked and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

She nodded, raised her foot and walked inside. The flashlight shone on it, full of spider webs, and there was still a smell of mold when it was close. She said, "Brother Wuxie, the files placed here are moldy."

After a look, "And the mold and dryness are connected in pieces, it should have been a long time since anyone touched it."

Wuxie heard her voice and walked over. The light from the flashlight shone on it. He raised his hand and checked it. The year was not as good as it was.

Qi Lechuan couldn't find it and took a few glances. There was an oil painting by the wall. It was very big. She was interested in these things and could tell at a glance that something was wrong. "Strange, this painting is painted with a sea,

Reefs and ships, such paintings should be placed at art exhibitions or displayed, and it would be a bit inconsistent to place them."

Wuxie looked up and walked up to take a flashlight and looked carefully.

She looked at the scene in the painting, and Wuxie's eyes were so poisonous, and he saw it more carefully. He touched it, "The spider silk was stuck on the back, and you can notice such small details, and it was deliberately placed in it.

here."

Two beams of light hit the painting, making the surface of the oil painting more glossy.

The two looked at each other, Qi Lechuan nodded and shouted, "Xiaojiu, come here to help."

Qi Jiujiu arrived with a flash, and quickly joined Wuxie to lift the painting away.

The painting was removed, revealing the door of a room, and she looked at it, "The secret room was hidden behind the painting, and it seemed that most of the things we were looking for were here."

Wuxie just put down the painting and was about to walk in front of her, but after he turned around, the man had already pushed the door open and entered. His courage was really extraordinary.

"Hey, you kid..." Wuxie.

Qi Jiujiu grinned and smiled at Wuxie, "Let her open the way."

Wuxie can't rest assured, so he quickly followed in, "What way does she drive? I'll do it."

The little ghost blew, is it necessary to protect him like this?

He thought in his mind that he would appear next to Qi Lechuan, which was much faster than Wuxie. He would definitely be able to protect Qi Lechuan than Wuxie.

This inexplicable desire to win and lose.

After entering, there are indeed files from 19 to 50 years later, and it is not difficult to find them.

Qi Lechuan's flashlight shone, Wuxie had already opened, and there was a piece of paper inside, which was the record left by Wuxie and Wang Meng the day before yesterday.

"Guan Gen?" She paused word by word, "How could Brother Wuxie use this name?"

Wuxie Dao, "I will use this name when writing articles or publishing photography, which is my pseudonym." He flipped through the page and continued, "It seems that someone doesn't want us to continue to check it, we have been

Gotta be on the spot.”

She turned her eyes to look at the bookshelf, "No, I did something here when we came the day before yesterday and was taken away quietly. It seems that the man has some skills."

Wuxie frowned and looked at her, with thoughtful arrangements, but, "How do you know we have to come again?"

She pursed her lips and smiled, "I calculated it."

He laughed, but forgot that she was still a little charlatan.

Since he couldn't find it, Wuxie simply sat down and checked the information. He turned on the desk lamp next to him.

Qi Lechuan leaned against the bookshelf like a boneless shelf, holding a spirit wood hairpin in his hand, "It's too difficult to check information. It's better for me to ask the little ghost to divine it. He is worse than me, so he can definitely calculate who took the file."

Qi Jiujiu stood beside her and nodded in agreement.

Wuxie looked at the thing and said a little heavy, "No need, they can avoid your hands and feet at the door, which means they are prepared in advance, just to deal with you."

She suddenly stood up straight, "You are right, they are prepared."

Wuxie just turned around a few times to change the book, but his hand stopped. He was very familiar, as if he was at his own home, exactly like his habits. He usually liked to put the information on his right hand, and then he followed the books, notes, and publications.
Chapter completed!