Little sparks flew in all directions with the flow of air amidst the "crackling" sound.
A group of people, except for the police who were keeping vigil, were mostly gathered in front of the bonfire, sharing simple food.
Mei Qian, the key subject of supervision, is here.
However, unlike when he came here only wearing handcuffs, now he has heavy shackles on his feet. He is awkwardly holding a large lunch box, lowering his head to sip the steaming noodles with ham sausage.
"Can you relax a little, how can I sleep like this? I surrendered, and I won't run away." After drinking the last bit of soup, Mei Qian pulled a napkin from the paper drawer at his feet, wiped the corners of his mouth briefly, and finally said
Fang Zhen, who was also holding a lunch box, asked tentatively.
Mei Qian thought that since it was just a formality, showing off outside, a group of people would come down the mountain.
Who would have expected that with a wave of Fang Zhen's hand, all the policemen took action, quickly set up tents, and actually settled in the forest.
Not even entering the ancient tomb is definitely not just to rely on time, but maybe to wait for someone, either an archaeological expert or a team to clean up the monsters in the cave.
Of course, these have little to do with him. He is still most concerned about his own situation.
On a clear night, sleeping in the mountains and forests, enjoying the cool evening breeze in summer, the instant noodles that used to be unappetizing taste completely different.
Unfortunately, although it was not the first time he was put on police equipment, it still made him feel awkward, which greatly reduced this comfortable feeling.
Hearing this, Fang Zhen stopped his chopsticks and raised his eyebrows: "Before, you only wore handcuffs because you had to climb a mountain. It doesn't matter whether you can run or not, this is the rule." At this point, he simply put down his lunch box and turned to stare at Mei Qian.
After watching for a while, he said again: "Don't think I don't know. The death of your group of tomb robbers must have something to do with you. What if we let go and you run into the cave and try to trick us again?"
"Hey, Captain Fang, what do you mean it's related to me? Do you mean I killed those people?" Mei Qian also darkened his face: "If I were up to something, that guy named Zhao Jun would have died long ago, so why would he still give it to me?"
Looking for so much trouble?" Then he sneered, the expression on his face appearing uncertain in the dancing firelight: "I now suspect that you have been targeting me since you entered the police station. Do you believe I will complain?"
Of course, Fang Zhen heard what he meant. To his surprise, he didn't follow the words. He just finished the noodles in a few mouthfuls, then stood up and walked to the outskirts of the temporary camp.
In fact, Mei Qian was really ready to yell: If I really want to run away, the shackles won't stop me. When I get into the woods, how will you find me if a dozen of you are armed with guns?
But then he turned around and thought that it was pointless to provoke the police now, so he snorted and returned to the tent he had been assigned previously.
Although his ears were filled with the sound of snoring one after another, he had to admit that he did feel safe with a bunch of police around him, and Mei Qian fell into a deep sleep.
When I opened my eyes, bright skylight shone through the tent, and there were sounds of activity outside.
He yawned, turned over, and decided that if no one was looking for him, he would never get up and take the opportunity to sleep in.
Unfortunately, his plan to catch up on his sleep was interrupted.
It wasn't the police who told him to get up and wash up. After all, no one could lie down safely amid the huge roar.
He stood up a little irritably. The tent was open and he could easily see the scene outside.
I saw vegetation falling down around the temporary camp, and huge air currents hitting my face.
Three helicopters were hovering in the sky, and a heavily armed special police officer descended into the camp through a hanging rope.
In just a few minutes, dozens of people stood neatly in front of Mei Qian, all wearing gas masks and loaded with ammunition.
Feeling the murderous aura in these people, he couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eyes.
To be honest, for a moment, he almost thought he was brought here to play target shooting with these people.
Fortunately, he was obviously over-concerned. The leading armed policeman chatted with Fang Zhen for a while, then lifted the heavy equipment from a helicopter and led the way into the Ming Tomb with murderous intent.
After a while, continuous gunshots were heard.
Several young policemen around Mei Qian smacked their lips and glanced in the direction of the cave, feeling uncontrollably envious.
On the contrary, the older ones showed calmness.
Fang Zhen walked closer with a half-smiling face, and asked Meiqian to tidy up his messy collar as if friendly, but he said: "My colleagues went in to clean up the cave, and now is the last chance, so you have nothing to explain."
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"Then tell them to be careful, there are a lot of strange bugs inside." Mei Qian showed concern.
"When they find the body and find out the cause of death of the tomb robbers, it will be too late for you to explain." Fang Zhen stared at him.
Mei Qian raised his eyelids: "I've said what needs to be said. You can just investigate. If you have evidence, we'll see it in court."
Shit, I was waiting for those swarm of bugs to eat up the corpse before leaving, and I was waiting for you to find evidence?
Seeing his unmoved look, Fang Zhen sighed helplessly, and in the end he could only wink. Two policemen escorted Mei Qian to a large helicopter.
After everyone present packed their tents and materials and boarded the plane one by one, their feet shook and the helicopter slowly took off.
Mei Qian took the bag of bread and was not in a hurry to enjoy breakfast, but looked down from the window.
Even in mid-air, with the noise of propellers, he could still hear the loud explosions in the direction of the cave, which showed the fierce fighting inside.
Although the group of bugs didn't look very smart, and he was relatively confident in the combat power of the armed police who entered, he still couldn't help but wonder what the outcome of this battle would be when he thought of the things inside that made him palpitate.
But it's obvious that based on his current situation, at least recently, there is absolutely no chance for him to pry...
To be honest, riding in such a large transport helicopter is not very comfortable at all.
But it is much stronger and faster than a tractor.
In less than half an hour, the helicopter arrived at the mountain village where the police car was parked. Then, under the watch of a group of villagers, the criminal police came down in a mighty manner, some driving police cars, and some riding prison cars.
The rest of the journey back was boring. The increase in popularity on the system panel had slowed down compared to the previous two days. Mei Qian was too lazy to look at it anymore and simply relied on the inventory in the tablet to pass the time. But in the eyes of the police,
, he just felt listless and confused for the entire day.
Seeing how sleepy he was, Fang Zhen didn't dare to be careless. He stopped and asked the medical staff accompanying him to check him out.
It was determined that he was fine and there were no signs of recurrence of serious injuries. Although he was still wondering how this man could sleep so well, he felt relieved and continued on his way.
It was not until the afternoon of the next day that we returned to the summer capital, which was gloomy and drizzled constantly.
I thought I would return to the police station, but I didn't expect that the prison car turned directly to the hospital.
It was a coincidence that when he entered the detention center for a routine physical examination, Mei Qian was familiar with it.
He nodded awkwardly to the round-faced doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
Damn it, why did I meet this person three times in a row? Is there no other doctor in the physical examination department?
Behind the desk, the round-faced doctor suddenly became happy when he saw Mei Qian coming in: "Hey, it's you again, the rules are clear, take it off..."
Compared with ordinary melon-eating people or readers, this doctor knows Mei Qian better than others and has a very deep impression.
After all, there are not many people who can be criminally detained three times within a year and fall into his hands every time...
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