After all, Li Chen represents the Xiadu police and is qualified to participate in the tripartite meeting composed of experts from the police, local government and the Archaeological Bureau.
However, according to his qualifications and age, he is not good enough in front of the big bosses. Although he has not been reduced to a transparent person serving tea and water, it is not much different.
At the very least, they have no say.
Of course, if he was asked to speak, he didn't know what to say.
After learning that a tomb robber entered the underground five days ago and did not know whether he was alive or dead, the local police investigators must organize a rescue, no matter what they think in their hearts, and no matter whether the trapped criminals or civilians are alive, and they must see the people alive and the bodies of the dead.
, this is a basic requirement.
Even before Li Chen arrived, the local firefighting organization and police had already begun digging the hole.
However, there were still people in the tent who firmly opposed the re-excavation of the robbery cave, believing that the collapse of the robbery cave was also a way of protecting the ancient tomb and should not be destroyed.
Fortunately, the police ignored it and the proposal was passed.
Then several parties had a heated discussion on what to do after the hole was dug out. The quarrelmakers all belonged to the same group, the experts and professors who came in a hurry.
Therefore, sometimes having more people is not necessarily a good thing.
As a result, this lengthy and explosive meeting lasted until the afternoon, and no one came forward to cool down the situation. The more issues were discussed, the more disagreements grew.
Li Chen was quite bored at first and even sneaked out to watch the excavation site.
After realizing that he was of little use, he simply returned to the tent.
Unlike his colleagues who were about to lose their temper, as the debate deepened, he actually began to enjoy listening to it.
Because, in the words of these experts, there is always some inside information that will arouse his interest.
"I think Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum has been stolen a long time ago. What's the point of talking about protection now?"
"What evidence do you have? There are not a large number of Qin Dynasty cultural relics circulating in the outside world."
"The provincial archaeological team started exploring nearby four days ago. It is said that Xiadu got the information from Mei Qian, but the Robbery Cave happened to be within the scope of exploration. Not to mention the source from which they got the information, Mei Qian
If Qian knows about it, it means that the world of tomb robbers has known about it for a long time. Are you sure that no other tomb robbers have gone there? You can think about what kind of damage the tomb will be like?"
Li Chen: "..." Hiss~~ Speaking of these, I'm not sleepy anymore...
He immediately sat up straight and, like his companions next to him, cast his gaze on the expert who made the astonishing statement.
Then, the man suddenly stopped all his movements and let out a long sigh: "The remaining soil composition of the copper artifacts found underground in Xiadu last year was seriously inconsistent with the surrounding environment. At that time, it was speculated that someone had hidden it in it later.
According to the inscription above, those cultural relics should have been hidden in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. Couldn't this be direct evidence that the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum was stolen? Coincidentally, that is also related to Mei Qian..."
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Ning Chi admitted that he was wrong. He should not blame the boss's bad temper for the fish not biting the hook. Poor luck was also part of the reason.
He glanced at the two small crucian carp in the bucket, secretly bought a three-pound carp from his "neighbor", and then took the bucket to find Mei Qian.
But before I walked in, I saw a man from a distance who scanned the QR code with Mei Qian and handed over a big carp with his own hands...
The fish pond owner provides processing services, but unfortunately many fishermen would rather sell their trophies back at low prices than eat the fish. However, home-style stir-fry and ham sausage instant noodles sell well.
Mei Qian and Mei Qian were not picky eaters. They were both relatively hungry at this time. Seeing the beautiful scenery around them, they decided to eat here.
It is a rare achievement that the level of fishing has greatly improved, and both novice fishermen have gained something, which is really worthy of celebration.
The two fish were steamed, one braised, and two stir-fried. To be honest, they tasted average, but the place where they ate was in a large pavilion, with the breeze blowing, and the atmosphere was really good.
Maybe the fishing process can really calm down the hot heart. The cold atmosphere that had been around Mei Qian since the morning was completely gone at this moment. He even ordered two bottles of white wine and insisted on Ning Chi accompanying him.
Ning Chi knew it was his fault and guessed that his boss had something on his mind, so he thought it would be good to have a drink to relieve it.
It happened to be lunch time, and there were quite a few people eating in the pavilion, but they didn't drink much as they did at noon. Most of them just ate hastily and went back to playing with the fishing rods.
Maybe there are too many guests and the boss is not so diligent in clearing the tables.
Mei Qian swallowed a large gulp of strong wine, glanced at the leftovers on the table next to him, and suddenly asked slowly: "Xiao Ning, are you ever hungry?"
"?" Ning Chi had just put down his cup at this time. Hearing this, he just said indifferently: "Eat when you're hungry!"
Mei Qian emphasized: "It's the kind of person who doesn't eat water or rice for many days, is so hungry that he scratches his heart and liver, and is on the verge of death."
Ning Chi recalled carefully and shook his head: "That's really not the case."
"You said, if a person suddenly traveled to more than a hundred years ago, and there was a severe drought in the area, the fields were barren, the rivers dried up, he had neither money nor food, and he was hungry for a few days, what would he do?
"Mei Qian raised his glass again.
Ning Chi clinked the glasses and drank the wine in one gulp. He let out a breath and then said thoughtfully: "Ordinary people would definitely run away when encountering the situation you mentioned. Travelers cannot use air as food and stay there to die.
?Of course, you can walk as far as you can, and don’t miss anything you can eat along the way. You can run as far as you can.” At this point, he glanced at the other side strangely: “You have inspiration again, this time
Want to write about time travel?"
"That's right!" Mei Qian chuckled: "Writing it will definitely be very exciting."
Ning Chi just said a few words, but he didn't think it was interesting or exciting. He was waiting for the next chapter, but Mei Qian seemed to have exhausted the conversation. After that, he just drank and drank, but he didn't want to say more about this topic...
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Mei Qian felt that he was going crazy, no, he even hoped from the bottom of his heart that he was crazy.
At least, if you are crazy, you can prove that this time travel is just your illusion?
If he were crazy, there would be no such thing as hunger and thirst, drought and no harvest, hungry corpses on the ground, the ugly braids on the back of men's heads, and children stewed in soup pots without a trace of peace.
However, his mind was running at a high speed, and his body reacted quickly, with fear, nausea, and weakness all over.
I wanted to try my best to stay away, but after only running a dozen steps, my body collapsed, and then I fell to the ground and vomited in front of everyone's mocking eyes.
He hasn't seen any real food in six or seven days. He has only survived on grass roots and stagnant water in the mud ponds these days. There is nothing in his stomach, but he really can't control himself. Even if the sour water is gone, he still remains.
Retching.
After discovering that he traveled through time without carrying a golden finger, Mei Qian could only accept his fate and walk in one direction, hoping to contact human civilization in this world as soon as possible.
He thought a lot about it at that time, doing some mental construction along the way and fabricating a reasonable origin for himself.
Unfortunately, after he entered an empty village and saw human corpses, any excuses or plans no longer mattered. All he could think about at all times was where he could find something to eat.
Until just now, he thought he was used to the corpses on the roadside and the desolate scenery. He followed the firelight and came over with great hope. What he didn't expect to see was a scene of human cannibalism that he had only seen in stories.
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Five or six rosy-faced burly men gathered around the bonfire, rubbing their hands and talking, laughing out loud from time to time, and even enthusiastically pulled Mei Qian, who had just arrived, to sit down.
It should be a beautiful scene, but the rolling human heads in the pot, the lotus-sized arms and empty eyes make people feel like they are in Abi Hell.
The group of people's laughter became louder and louder, and the eyes they stared at Mei Qian became more and more evil.
But Mei Qian didn't notice this, or he didn't have time to notice it. He was trying hard to calm down, save some strength, and plan to run as far as possible.
And just when he was wiping his mouth and preparing to stand up again.
Suddenly a sound broke through the air, and then the laughter behind him turned into screams.
When Mei Qian came back to his senses, he saw a strange middle-aged man kicking over the soup pot, and two young men were cutting the strong cannibals to the ground.
"Hey! There's someone who's scared." Maybe it was because Mei Qian's posture of lying on the ground in stunned silence was too unique. When the young man came in front of him, he stopped his posture. After glancing at him, he immediately frowned and shouted: "
Master, this man has no braids and is a rebel..."
PS: I...feel...feel...that I can still...snatch...save...