Zhang Wei noticed the subtle atmosphere, rolled his eyes, and stepped forward: "Godfather, don't ask this! The law stipulates that our work information must be kept confidential from our family members, and we are all good citizens who abide by the law!"

"Yes, yes, I know that. Dad just wants to ask, is your job safe?" Zhou Donglai looked at Zhou Ming carefully.

Zhang Wei responded accordingly and immediately answered: "It's safe! Is it safe with me and Siyu here? The three of us have been together for so many years, haven't we?"

Zhou Donglai nodded, stopped asking, and finally said softly: "Sometimes, people have to learn to forget."

Yuan Minglan slapped her husband on the back and said with a smile: "The children finally came back, what are you talking about!"

"Yes, yes, eat! Eat! Hahaha!"

The atmosphere was happy and relaxed again. Zhou Ming talked to everyone calmly, but his heart was heavy.

Although my father said that we should learn to forget, since we can say this, doesn't it mean that everyone has not forgotten.

…

After dinner, the graduating trio huddled in Zhou Ming's study room for the first meeting after graduation. The theme of the meeting was simple: how to complete the first task after taking up the job.

Zhou Ming explained what he planned to investigate.

"A monk? The people in Qipan Village said he was a monk, and the manager of Semir Town said he was a person wearing a monk mask and dressed like a monk. It is indeed possible that the two are the same person, but there is no evidence of any connection between the two cases so far.

What do they have in common?”

As Zhang Wei spoke, he played with the silver coin necklace Zhou Ming showed him. He was more interested in the coin than the inexplicable monk.

"This was given to me by my assessment teacher." Zhou Ming said.

Zhang Wei took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at the silver coin in his hand carefully. On the front of this silver coin, there were three swords crossing each other like an oath. On the back, there were complex and delicate reliefs carved, and there were some things similar to words, but they were not in English.

It's not Chinese, it's more like some kind of ancient writing.

Neither Wang Siyan nor Zhou Ming could see anything interesting, but Zhang Wei could.

Among the three of them, Zhang Wei has the most knowledge about weird things. Zhang Wei's father is engaged in the breeding industry, and part of the industry is also involved in the black market. Since he was a child, he has seen all kinds of people bring inexplicable relics to his father for appraisal.

I became very interested in this aspect, so I covered a wide range of topics.

He knows almost everything about world geography, identification of relics, historical weird stories, etc.

This kind of weird information falls within the scope of the "gag order" and cannot be found online. It can only be seen by entering the high-end library of the relevant department with authority.

Although Zhang Wei is a university student on the surface, many of his private interpretation and research of strange stories have been recognized by industry insiders, and he has been specially granted free research permissions and can enter and exit the strange stories library at will.

Therefore, in the eyes of Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan, the well-read Zhang Wei naturally became a humanoid self-propelled library that they could freely consult.

"Dr. Zhang, you must have noticed something after watching it for so long." Wang Siyan yawned lazily.

"Looking at the shapes and patterns of these words, they should be relics produced in the Misty Islands. The three swords should symbolize the story of the Three Musketeers of the Misty Islands.

Rumor has it that there is a notorious "Black Blade" pirate group near the Misty Islands. The three swordsmen repelled the Black Blades who invaded the coastal villages with the power of three people. They chopped off the heads of a thousand pirates and then fortified the capital.

Jing Guan, and used black magic to seal the pirate's soul inside his head, and the three of them took an oath to defend the island by fencing in front of Jing Guan."

Zhang Wei paused and smiled sadly: "Hey, in the story, the heads of a thousand pirates will cry and roar in the sea breeze every night."

"The three swords above symbolize the Three Musketeers?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, but the coin may not be directly related to the Three Musketeers. It may have been cast by someone to commemorate them, because the Black Tip Knife and the Three Musketeers are rumors and there is no evidence that they actually happened in reality. Your

Did the teacher tell you what effect this silver coin has?" Zhang Wei asked.

"He said it is a real amulet. With this thing, I can live longer." Zhou Ming said.

"That must be a real relic! And since it was produced in the ruins of the Bermuda Triangle, it should have a guaranteed price of two to three million!" Zhang Wei said firmly.

"Two, two to three million! So valuable!"

After hearing this sky-high figure, Wang Siyu's eyes widened.

For a poor girl like her who had to work part-time to save for tuition, the price was beyond her comprehension.

"That man is very optimistic about you. He gave you such an expensive thing. It's amazing." Zhang Wei looked at Zhou Ming curiously, with a half-smiling look that seemed a little unworthy of a beating.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

"I was just thinking about how capable you are. You asked someone to hand over such a valuable thing to you in just one assessment. I have never heard of such an outrageous thing." Zhang Wei turned over the silver coins and handed them back again.

Zhou Ming said, "Take it with you, it's a good thing."

Zhou Ming touched the cold and smooth surface of the silver coin and asked hesitantly: "Do you think this thing can resist the evaporation of intelligence?"

"Your teacher didn't tell you the specific life-saving method, and I can't confirm its effectiveness. It may allow you to heal quickly when you are seriously injured, or it may help you resist the erosion of the spell, but no matter where

All are useful.

If it's the latter, it can indeed help you resist intellectual evaporation, but of course the price will also rise. I personally estimate that the price on the black market can exceed five million."

Wang Siyan stared at the silver coins in Zhou Ming's hand, pondered for a long time, and said, "Money is just enough, but any more will only increase worries."

"I see, Siyan, your years of hard work and study have already made us aware of your pure values." Zhang Wei said while suppressing a smile.

"I think you're itchy again, aren't you?" Wang Siyan stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Wei's neck. Zhang Wei felt a soreness on the back of his neck, and he gasped, his facial features wrinkled together.

Zhou Ming saw Zhang Wei shrinking his neck and saw a hint of enjoyment in the pain.

"Don't! I'm not as healthy as you. My neck will break if I exert any force." Zhang Wei begged for mercy.

Wang Siyan snorted coldly and let go of his hand.

Zhang Wei twisted his neck and his expression returned to seriousness: "In short, I will go to the dark web to check the clues Zhou Ming mentioned. If there is a suitable task, I will follow it. But in the early stage, our team will only have a few people working on it.

With just the two of you, the level of danger is definitely higher, so you two should be more careful."
Chapter completed!