In the coffee shop, Mei Qian consulted the most famous lawyer in the country, Professor Wu of the Criminal Law School, on legal issues.
Naturally, it was not clear that in a small hotel in a corner of the Xia Capital, Zhao Jun was also having a secret conversation with someone, and the content was not far away from him.
Fang Zhen leaned against the window and carefully observed the situation outside through the gap in the curtains. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he took off his disguised mask and hat, wiped his sweat with a tissue, and turned to look at Zhao Jun.
He scolded sternly: "Who allowed you to act privately?"
"We don't have time, captain. Liu Zi contacted me this morning. They are expected to take action soon. There is no time for you to study slowly." Zhao Jun's face was full of grievances.
"Don't make excuses..." Fang Zhen heard this and became even more dissatisfied: "You dare to contact the suspect before the plan has been approved, you are unorganized and undisciplined..." At this point, his voice lowered a few degrees: "I don't think you should follow either.
This case is over, come back to the team tomorrow."
"No, captain, I'm here to solve the case! Besides..." Zhao Jun accompanied him with a smile: "It's so dangerous to go to the tomb, but it's safer to have Mei Qian with you, right?"
"Do you really want to go to the grave?" Fang Zhen raised his eyes.
"What if Wuwang only sends peripheral personnel here like last time?" Zhao Jun shook his head: "How can we catch them all by catching a few minions?" After a pause, he continued to persuade: "Captain,
After working hard on this case for two years, it can’t be abandoned halfway, right?”
"The task force has very different opinions on your plan. After all..." Fang Zhen still raised his eyebrows, but his tone was slightly gentler: "Mei Qian is not clean at all. We are responsible for your safety."
"At least after I got in touch with him, I felt that he was not a bad person." Zhao Jun said.
"Not bad?" Fang Zhen sneered: "It was very problematic that only the two of you survived last time. I even suspect that the death of those tomb robbers was related to Mei Qian, or even done by him."
"So what? At least I'm still alive." A look of embarrassment flashed across Zhao Jun's face, and he still argued: "And when I entered the police station later, he only warned me and had no intention of silencing me."
"Are you sure it's not because you have come into the sight of the local police?" Fang Zhen asked rhetorically.
As soon as he said this, Zhao Jun was silent for a while, and then said again: "The biggest difference between Mei Qian and Wuwu is that no matter what he has done in the past, he has now been cleared of any wrongdoing. This time I came to the door and directly stated that Che Ma
, is also a kind of test. The result is pretty good. He doesn’t even know the name Wuwang, which shows that my inference is completely correct. He and Wuwang are not the same people, and there is a basis for our cooperation."
"Did he agree to your plan?" Fang Zhen asked.
"Well, he seems quite resistant." Zhao Jun took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator, handed it to Fang Zhen, and said with a smile: "Mei Qian is used to a stable life, and he must hate people who disturb him.
That’s why he left me a mobile phone with a Trojan horse installed, and after that, he tested and defended me in every possible way. It was obvious that he didn’t have the slightest fondness for his colleagues in the past. And he was a smart man, and he would either end up in jail or be in trouble.
"Either you commit a crime and perform meritorious service and get a reduced sentence, do you still have to choose?"
"But there are still risks when you do this." Fang Zhen continued to sneer: "Let's not talk about Mei Qian, you two are in private contact, aren't you afraid of arousing suspicion?"
"If you want to be suspicious, you have already suspected it. We have met each other more than once in Yanshi. I am Mei Qian's little fan. I skipped school to travel to Xiadu and brought gifts to watch idols. What happened?" Zhao Jun spread his hands and said: "We
We have experienced life and death together, so isn’t it normal for our relationship to be better?”
"Now that this is the case, let's wait and see! I hope your inference is right." Fang Zhen pondered for a long time before sighing: "Remember, once you find that Mei Qian has abnormal behavior, you must report it to the police immediately.
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"Yes!" Zhao Jun stood up quickly and saluted, "I will keep an eye on him."
Fang Zhen was not satisfied. After thinking about it, he added: "It's not good for you to have too close contact with him. To be on the safe side, try to arrange someone of your own beside him. If there is an abnormal situation, we can do it as quickly as possible."
react."
Zhao Jun was startled at first, then suddenly realized, but still retorted: "I don't think Mei Qian would agree."
"He is a smart man, isn't he?" Fang Zhen said solemnly: "If you want a reduced sentence, you must accept our arrangement."
"Can you tell me who to let go?" Seeing this, Zhao Jun had no choice but to agree.
"A dead man..." Fang Zhen suddenly laughed...
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Although Zhao Jun's mobile phone number was included, after a long conversation between Mei Qian and Professor Wu, there was no contact at all for two consecutive days.
In fact, Mei Qian seemed to have completely forgotten that this happened, and there was no change in his routine.
And his main focus is on the upcoming TV show.
July 11, 2026, the 27th day of the fifth lunar month, is a good time for cleaning and offering sacrifices.
Mei Qian and his two assistants arrived at Xiadu TV Station early to participate in this memorial event.
Following the staff, we came to the last studio hall again.
After the most tragic and costly archaeological accident in the history of Xia Kingdom, this studio hall was actually never used.
Because he arrived early, the other guests and the host who left a deep impression on him were not present, and only a large number of staff could be seen nervously shuttling around the room.
Those who debug the machines, those who clean, and those who decorate are busy all the time.
In fact, the layout here has not changed much, except that the staff removed all the colored lights used for decoration, and there are many more curtains around, decorated with white flowers.
Mei Qian did not interrupt their work, only glanced at them, then returned to the waiting area backstage, sat on the sofa and started playing with his mobile phone.
Instead of posting short videos as usual, I called Weibo and started editing slowly.
First, I posted the eulogy I wrote to commemorate the compatriots who died forty-nine days ago.
Then, he didn't browse the comments that appeared below within a few minutes.
He thought for a moment, opened the coding software on his mobile phone, clicked out an article he had written a long time ago, and checked it carefully, word for word, sentence by sentence.
"I hope this thing won't be used today." After reading through an article and confirming that there were no mistakes, he sighed in a very small voice, with a confused look on his face...