"That's it?" Mei Qian asked, tearing off a piece of paper from the notebook he carried with him, taking out a pen and quickly writing line by line and handing it over.
"Northern foot of Lishan Mountain?" Qiao Mu probably didn't expect him to be so straightforward. He was obviously stunned when he saw the note. It was only when he saw the content clearly that he couldn't help but confirm: "It's consistent with what was said in the confession.
, is the interior of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor exactly the same as the description in your novel? Can you provide more information? For example, the specific location and what objects are there?"
It seemed that the other party had read "Mythology", so there was no need to say anything more. However, Mei Qian still needed to explain a few words: "I didn't rob the tomb, how could I know so much? Anyway, when setting it up,
I described it based on the topography and landforms there."
After saying this, he winked at Ning Chi and left.
I also asked if it was different, where do I know where to go?
Qiao Mu put the note into his pocket, as if he knew that he would not be able to ask anything from Mei Qian again, so he did not try to persuade them to stay this time, and sent the two of them out politely.
However, before going out, he suddenly said in a confused way: "We can keep in touch in the future..."
"Huh?" Mei Qian couldn't help but stop and frown when he heard this.
"Ahem!" Qiao Mu coughed dryly before explaining: "Captain Zhang told me when he left that if you encounter trouble over there or have something to investigate, as long as there are no violations, you can come to me to deal with it." That's it.
, he lowered his voice again: "It's good this time. I know to call the police as soon as possible. If you give money, you won't be able to explain it clearly in the end."
Mei Qian immediately responded with a look of care for an idiot: "Can you speak? He blackmailed me for two million, but I didn't call the police and kept him?"
It is true that he also understands the deep meaning of the other party's nonsense.
But now, he is too lazy to care and distinguish.
With a sneer, he strode away quickly.
The distance between the Third Criminal Police Detachment and the villa community is not too far, but it takes at least half an hour to drive.
After Mei Qian got in the car, she had no intention of chatting with Ning Chi. She leaned her head on the back seat and fell asleep.
At the same time, his brain was working rapidly.,
You also need to think carefully about how to face possible troubles in the future.
This trouble does not seem to be as official as previously thought.
At least, there was no big movement from the police, so it was safe for the time being.
In fact, when he first saw Qiao Mu, Mei Qian thought the police had learned something. For example, some strange corpses were found at sea, and surveillance revealed criminal evidence that he had been in contact with certain missing people.
Unexpectedly, the other party only asked about the location of Emperor Qin’s Mausoleum.
When he started writing "The Myth", he had no intention of concealing it at all. The reason why he did not state it directly in the novel was because he was afraid that someone would actually follow the content to find the tomb.
Of course, I also had some evil intentions to torment these policemen.
Unexpectedly, the police did not bother and had the terracotta warriors dug out in such a short period of time.
Yes, the severed hand used as evidence, needless to say the material, is the same size as an ordinary human hand.
When Mei Qian first saw it, the first thing that came to his mind was the Terracotta Warriors and Horses.
Whether it is a coincidence or a deliberate search, it is only a matter of time before the Terracotta Warriors and Horses pit is exposed.
Not to mention the existence of Qin Shihuang in the history of this world, various speculations and conjectures about the Qin Emperor's mausoleum are widely spread among the people.
Even if there is no such person as the First Emperor here, after he writes "Myth", the system will be created sooner or later.
Therefore, Mei Qian, who already knew the system quite well, was not surprised at all when someone dug it out.
However, what is surprising is that this time, instead of being an afterthought like the previous times, he only saw the relevant information on the Internet media or the news after the matter became serious. Instead, someone came to contact him immediately.
Even, the person hiding behind the scenes sent him some kind of message through the two hundred and fifty.
I just don’t know what the other party has mastered?
Is it video materials like those from the ancient Western Regions, or photos of someone participating in tomb robbing?
Of course, it might just be a scam.
Thoughts were running through my mind, but I could only come to this conclusion.
Really unpleasant.
Mei secretly swore that if it got to the point where he had to run away, he would not let those people have an easy time.
I was gnashing my teeth when I was suddenly distracted by the fragrance coming in through the car window. I looked outside and saw that the car was passing by a night market near the community.
"Stop!" he ordered immediately.
Well, there are too few clues at present, and it is useless to think too much. It is better to be still than to move, so we should try our best to make sure that there are no flaws in ourselves.
As Qiao Mu said, I haven’t gone out for more than 40 days, but it’s actually nice to go shopping...
It's already around ten o'clock at night, but for people living in big cities, nightlife has just begun, and with the comfortable evening breeze, there are quite a few people going out.
When night falls, some people in this fast-paced modern city are still busy, running around for life. But more people have entered leisure mode.
The main street is orderly, but mobile vendors can be seen everywhere at the entrance of the subway station and in the alleys, and you can smell the aroma of various snacks from a long distance away.
There were also shops on the roadside that brought tables and chairs outside, and soon they were filled with people. Everything you could see was bustling, bustling and lively.
After parking the car, Mei Qian and Ning Chi found a seat at a crowded restaurant and ordered skewers and crayfish, but did not ask for wine.
Ning Chi couldn't drink while driving, but Mei Qian didn't feel like drinking by herself.
While waiting for the food to be served on the table, Mei Qian's ears suddenly twitched and her eyes naturally turned to the table next to her.
"The movie "The Heart of the Burning Sun" just now was very good. I heard that the script was written by Mei Qian." A little girl said to her companion while playing with her mobile phone with her head down.
"Mei Qian's writing skills are pretty good. I'd say he's quite productive this year and has written a lot of scripts. If he's all at this level, it's worth a look." His companion is also a pretty girl, although she's also a low-key person.
The conversation was also very exciting.
Obviously, these two girls came out of the cinema opposite, and they were watching a movie in which Mei Qian participated.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even while eating, she could hear someone praising herself, and the corners of Mei Qian's lips raised unconsciously.
However, before the smile appeared on his face, he heard the little girl continue: "It's a pity that he looks too ordinary and is violent."
"Pfft!" Mei Qian's face stiffened for a moment, and just as he was about to make some expression to cover up his embarrassment, Ning Chi on the other side spat out the drink in his mouth, so he reacted quickly and turned his head to prevent his saliva from splashing on the table.
Otherwise you will have to be beaten.
Angrily, Mei Qian glared at the guilty boy, turned around, and saw the iron plate handed over by the boss. Mei Qian picked up a skewer of mutton and started licking it, with a vicious look on his face, but never looked aside.
But as soon as a skewer was eaten, and when he was about to grab the big kidney on the plate, Ning Chi suddenly shouted again: "Brother, it's on fire."
Mei Qian followed the other party's line of sight and saw raging fire and thick smoke rising from the hillside in the distance. He could also vaguely hear the roar of the fire truck. It seemed that the fire was not small.
"When I look at that direction, it seems to be our home." Ning Chi asked uneasily after identifying the direction.
Mei Qian was stunned and couldn't help but stand up and look towards the fire. After studying for a long time, he shook his head: "Probably not." After saying that, he sat down again and continued to deal with the kebabs on the table. While eating, he explained: "Didn't you check before going out?
, is everything normal? We haven't started the fire recently, the gas tanks are empty, the circuit is brand new, and there is no natural gas pipeline, how could it catch fire? "
But when he said this, he felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
He glanced at Ning Chi across from him and felt that his eldest brother's dignity should not be lost, so he still said firmly: "It's okay, keep eating. Even if you are really sick, you will still be safe."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his arms rang.
When she saw that the caller ID was property management, the half-eaten skewer in Mei Qian's hand fell to the ground.
Sure enough, when I answered the phone, the first sentence on the other end was: "Mr. Mei, where are you? Your house is on fire..."