"Are the three people you mentioned still around the scenic spot?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"They only looked for me once, but they never looked for me again. I don't know if they left."
The curator replied.
"In addition to looking for you, have they also looked for anyone else in the scenic spot?"
Zhang Fan asked again.
"I don't know about this."
The curator said truthfully.
Zhang Fan and Fang Yan looked at each other.
"Mr. Zhang, this friend is..." The curator looked at Fang Yan's body.
"This is Mr. Fang."
Zhang Fan said.
"Hello, Mr. Fang."
The curator also shook hands with Fang Yan very enthusiastically, "Your temperament is like that of an old master who practices Taoism."
Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yan with a smile on his face. After accepting the inheritance of the copper ingot, Fang Yan indeed had a sense of immortality.
"It's far worse than the Heavenly Master."
Fang Yan smiled and waved his hand. At this time, Fang Yan was only at the peak of the third stage of the second stage. The Taoist sect had to enter the third stage to reach the Heavenly Master stage.
The curator complimented Fang Yan a few more times, and then arrived at an antique restaurant with an exotic style. According to the curator, this restaurant was built according to the Xixia style architecture. He was about to take Zhang Fan and Fang Yan to eat
It is also a Xixia specialty delicacy.
Judging from the manager's attitude towards the curator, we knew that the curator was a frequent visitor here and a big customer. The three of them were directly arranged in a luxurious private room on the fifth floor.
The food with Xixia characteristics is different from the food Zhang Fan ate in the Central Plains, but it tastes pretty good.
Halfway through the meal, the curator received a call, saying that his car had been hijacked and asked him to go down and sort it out.
"It's really unlucky. My car was parked very well..." After hanging up the phone, the curator sighed softly, and then said to Zhang Fan and Fang Yan, "You two, please be patient. I'll go down and take a look and deal with it."
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Zhang Fan and Fang Yan continued to eat, discussing which dish was more delicious. About fifteen minutes later, the curator entered the private room out of breath.
"What's going on?"
Zhang Fan took the initiative and asked.
“When the new driver was reversing, he didn’t watch carefully and scratched my rear door. However, it was not serious and I lost a thousand yuan.
In fact, after he finished shaving, he could leave, but the young man did not leave. I can only say that the young man has a good character."
The curator said as he sat down.
"By the way, those three people didn't leave."
The curator continued, "I just saw the three of them in the lobby on the first floor."
Hearing the curator's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, "You mean the three people who asked you for clues about the real dragon ten days ago."
"Yes, that's the three of them."
The curator nodded.
"Where are they now?"
Fang Yan asked immediately.
"When I went downstairs, I saw them checking out and leaving. They should not be in the hotel now."
The curator said, "Oh, yes, there is a camera in the lobby on the first floor. The appearance of these three people should be filmed. If you two want to know what they look like, I can ask the hotel manager to ask the security department to adjust the video.
come out."
"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, curator."
Zhang Fan said some kind words.
"Mr. Zhang, you are too polite."
The curator waved his hands repeatedly.
After dinner, the curator found the manager and called up the video of the three people. The leader was a middle-aged man with gray hair, medium build and a resolute face.
Behind him are a man and a woman. The man is a tall and strong man, giving people a tough look. The woman has short hair and looks very capable.
After taking the photos, the curator sent Zhang Fan and Fang Yan back to the hotel. After Zhang Fan and Fang Yan sat down in the living room of the suite, Fang Yan said: "Mr. Zhang, these three people have not left, they are potential risks.
Are we going to the scenic spot as planned tomorrow?
Or should we change our strategy and figure out the situation of these three people first, and then make plans?"
"On the way back, I also thought about the issue you just mentioned, but my thoughts are still based on our original plan."
Zhang Fandao said, "The existence of the three people is indeed a risk to us. However, by chance, we saw this risk. There must be risks hidden in the dark that we cannot see.
Now, whether it is the three people in the light or the others in the dark, they are all trying to cross the river by feeling for the stones. They all want to get as much information from their opponents as possible. So, at this time, who can
Nor will he act rashly.
For these reasons, I feel we can still proceed as planned, what do you think?"
Fang Yan glanced at Zhang Fan and nodded slightly, "It makes sense, then let's act according to the previous plan."
The two chatted for a few words, then went back to their rooms to sleep.
Early the next morning, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan set out for the scenic spot early. Under the recommendation of the curator, they got to know each other and Wang Jiangong. At the same time, they took a closer look at Zhang Fan and Wang Jiangong's face.
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Wang Jiangong is only 1.65 meters tall. He is not yet 60 years old, and his figure is a bit stooped. He wears thick glasses with 700 to 800 degree lenses, and he looks like an old scholar.
"Director, please call a sightseeing bus to take us there. After I confirm the footprints for them, we have to rush back as soon as possible. There is still a lot of work to be done over there."
Wang Jiangong urged.
"good!"
The curator looked at Wang Jiangong and responded, then looked at Zhang Fan and the two of them smiled awkwardly.
"Director, call for a taxi quickly. We can't affect Deputy Director Wang's work."
Zhang Fan set a new standard for the curator and Wang Jiangong.
"Eh!"
The curator realized Zhang Fan's thoughts and responded, "I'll find a car right away!"
Soon, the sightseeing tour bus drove over. Several people got on the bus and went directly to Tailing. This journey took a total of half an hour, and the three of them did not exchange a few words.
After getting off the car, Wang Jiangong took less than twenty minutes to draw all the coordinate locations.
"You two, you can study it, I won't interrupt you."
After saying that, Wang Jiangong got on the tram directly and ordered the tram driver to leave directly.
"This little old man is really weird..." Fang Yan looked at Wang Jiangong's back on the tram, smiled and shook his head.
"You can't say that he has a weird personality. After all, we are not familiar with him and we have never been helpful to him."
Zhang Fan replied out of public concern.
"Yes..." Fang Yan nodded and said, "Mr. Zhang, what should we do next?"
Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yan, and then looked at the entire Tailing Tomb, merging in his mind the footprints of the real dragon he had just determined and the entire structure of the Tailing Tomb in the translated materials.