"Yes, it is the Kingdom of Dabai. These are probably the general outlines of the Dangxiang clan. Other economic and military systems, I feel, are of little use to us in our search for the True Dragon's Foot."
Wang Jiangong continued.
At this time, Zhang Fan had already fallen into deep thought and murmured softly, "The Kingdom of Dabai... The Kingdom of Dabai..."
"Mr. Zhang, did you find a clue in the words 'Land of Great White'?"
Fang Yan asked.
Zhang Fan picked up a drawing of the original tomb from the side, then pointed to the wall filled with spears on the northernmost side of the main tomb and said: "The entire strong wall is red, green and blue. According to the structure of the mechanism, the entire wall is red, green and blue.
Although the wall looks flat, it is actually made of broken stones. In order to ensure the control of the mechanism behind the broken stones, the force of the spear is getting stronger and stronger. Therefore, this broken stone wall carrying three colors is in
The power of the continuously moving spear in the center of the wall is comparable to that of a strong man in the third level of Zhenqi. This power is enough to tear a crack in the space. Is there any problem with what I said?
"
"no problem……"
"no problem……"
Fang Yan and Wang Jiangong stared at the drawings and said each other.
"Mr. Zhang, are you saying that this location is the entrance to the space where the real dragon's feet are?"
When Fang Yan asked this question, he glanced at the gap that would not trigger the mechanism, "Huh?
Is this really a gap?"
"But what does this have to do with the Kingdom of Great White?"
Wang Jiangong said.
"Based on the structure of the wall movement, when the last spear is fired, there will be a small point where the three colors in the rubble on the wall coincide."
Zhang Fan explained.
"When the three colors red, green, and blue overlap, what appears is white!"
Wang Jiangong said.
"Yes, it's white."
Zhang Fan nodded and said, "The Dangxiang tribe is a martial artist, and this position has the strongest attack power in the entire tomb. In addition, the country of Dabai respects the color white!
If the true dragon's foot really wants people to look for it, based on its folk culture, this point in the entire tomb is most likely to be the entrance to the alien space where the true dragon's foot is hidden."
Wang Jiangong and Zhang Fan looked at each other and nodded heavily.
"If this is really the entrance, how do we open this entrance?"
Fang Yan spoke.
"I haven't thought of it yet."
Zhang Fan took a bite of the food and replied, "Eat first, and then we'll start the crime after eating. Let's go back and rest for a while to change our thoughts. Maybe we'll find some clues when we wake up."
"kindness."
Fang Yan and Wang Jiangong responded respectively.
After dinner, Wang Jiangong arranged a room for Zhang Fan and Fang Yan to rest, and he also found a room to rest himself.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Fan's cell phone suddenly rang. Zhang Fan picked up the phone and saw that it was Wang Jiangong calling.
"Hey, Deputy Director Wang, do you have an idea?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"I have no idea. Something happened with the curator. I have to help him deal with it. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Shouling with these two gentlemen in the afternoon."
Wang Jiangong said.
"What happened?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"They were taken away by people from the law enforcement department and said they were reselling cultural relics."
Wang Jiangong replied, "I have worked with the curator for so many years, and he is not like this kind of person."
Hearing Wang Jiangong's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. He also felt that the curator was not such a person. Judging from the curator's appearance, he had never embezzled a penny or resold cultural relics in these years.
It probably won't work.
"Let me go with you and see what's going on."
Zhang Fan added that he had a good relationship with the curator. The reason why he did not have frequent contact before was because he was afraid of injuring the curator.
Now, the forces targeting them, whether openly or covertly, have been eradicated, so it doesn't matter whether they are involved or not.
"Sure! You are a master of divination, maybe you can see some clues."
Wang Jiangong said.
After the two hung up the phone, they met in the lobby on the first floor of the museum. The three of them set off to the county public security department together. Since they were called by the public security department, they met the director smoothly.
The curator called Wang Jiangong over in the name of handing over the work. After all, the museum's affairs could not be handled by anyone, so the public security department was allowed to do so.
The curator was in the detention room, his eyes dull and he looked quite haggard.
"Director..." Wang Jiangong walked forward quickly and shouted.
Hearing Wang Jiangong's voice, the curator immediately raised his head. After seeing Zhang Fan and the others, he quickly came to the iron fence and said, "Jiangong, you must bear witness for me. I am not the kind of person who resells cultural relics.
By the way, Mr. Zhang, you must be able to tell from my face that I did not resell cultural relics, someone else framed me!"
"What are you framed for?
The evidence is conclusive! Could it be that what was captured in the surveillance video was a ghost?"
At this moment, the police officers beside Zhang Fan and others scolded him.
Zhang Fan glanced at the police officer and did not immediately retort. Instead, he looked at the police officer and said, "Can we talk to the curator alone?"
The police officer glanced at Zhang Fan and the others and said, "Let's chat... But you only have 10 minutes..."
As a police officer, it was inappropriate for him to hear about the cultural relics in the museum. If there was any problem in the future, he would still be one of the suspects, so he took the initiative to avoid it.
After the police officers left, Zhang Fan walked towards the iron fence. The curator couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Zhang, you should have been able to tell from my face that I didn't resell cultural relics, right?"
"Indeed not."
Zhang Fanan replied very definitely, "The police officer just said that the evidence is conclusive. He should have filmed you stealing cultural relics, right?"
"Yes! Yes! Last night, I clearly remembered that I was sleeping in the duty room. Somehow, I got to the second floor of the cultural relics museum, and under video surveillance, I took away Li Yuanhao's armor from the display cabinet. This
...I...I don't even remember what happened! Hey!"
The curator's face was full of helplessness.
"Judging from your appearance, it's the ghost that controlled your soul and body that did this, so you don't know anything."
Zhang Fan opened his mouth and said.
As soon as these words came out, the curator and Wang Jiangong looked at each other. After being stunned for a while, they both touched their foreheads.
Both of them had seen Zhang Fan's ability, so neither of them doubted Zhang Fan's words, but they just felt a little unbelievable.
"I worship my ancestors and burn paper during festivals. I have never offended my ancestors. I also stay away from such things in other people's homes. Why does this ghost only harm me?"
The curator scratched his head, puzzled.
"It's not that evil spirits want to harm you, but that you are a villain and your subordinates want to harm you."
Zhang Fan looked at the curator's face and said, "Only by getting you in can he take a step forward!"