Mei Qian didn't expect that just by tampering with the mechanism in the tomb, a building would collapse.
I don’t know if the cavity downstairs is too high or if there is something wrong with the construction quality.
When the smoke gradually dissipated, the mess in front of us turned into a small disaster scene.
Fortunately, the construction site has stopped working, and the surrounding iron houses used as dormitories are still intact. Even the guard dogs are jumping around, so it probably won't have much impact on the workers.
Mei Qian was still thinking about whether to make an anonymous report.
Tomb robbers can get the land here, and they can also use the building as a cover to secretly carry out small operations. There should be a lot of people involved.
There might even be key personnel hidden among the security guards and workers who just ran out.
But at this moment, he saw Lu Dafei standing outside. Although his face was covered by sand and turned into a clay figure, Mei Qian recognized him at a glance.
In fact, Mei Qian was in a similar state to his opponent at this time. After all, the smoke he raised was an indiscriminate attack, but Lu Dafei was equally impressed by him and had studied his appearance and body thoroughly.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance across the ruins for a moment, and then they both shifted their gazes in a tacit understanding.
Mei Qian finally knew who was following him and gave up the idea of reporting him.
He believed that because he appeared here, the other party would investigate everyone present without saying anything, and many people with guilty consciences could not escape the eyes of the old detective, so they were bound to discover something.
Even if nothing is found, the collapse of the building is so strange that it still needs to be investigated. When the tunnel buried underneath is exposed, it is estimated that the people involved will not be able to escape.
Anyway, he had eliminated a major hidden danger and made himself angry, so he was too lazy to bother at this time.
At the same time, Lu Dafei, who was on the opposite side, also had a real sigh of relief.
Confucius Mountain is not high in altitude and its area is not large, but it is outside the city, with mountains upon mountains. It is extremely difficult to find someone who deliberately avoids it.
After hurriedly leading people here, Mei Qian had disappeared from the police's eyes for nearly an hour.
He could only try his best to spread out the people in his hands to search, but he didn't really hold out much hope.
Even for a moment, he thought that Mei had absconded and was seeking support from above.
As long as I still had some sense, I felt that it wasn't that far yet, so I suppressed the impulse in my heart.
When a landslide occurred at the construction site, colleagues who went to the management office to check the surveillance had not yet reported back. Lu Dafei was negotiating with the security at the construction site because there were too many cameras and the construction site stopped early in the morning, which also made him feel something was wrong.
Now that such a big accident has occurred, and the key point is that Mei Qian appeared here by coincidence, it is even more important to investigate.
Thinking of this, Lu Dafei, who was intercepting the enthusiastic crowd, secretly winked at his men who were rushing towards the crowd...
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Worried that a second accident would occur due to structural or quality problems, Lu Dafei and a few others began to maintain order, stop over-enthusiastic people, and waited until rescue arrived before continuing their work.
As for their target, they stopped the car and returned to the city when the fire truck arrived.
Mei Qian, who has returned to the police's attention, now just wants to take a good bath and is not worried about the subsequent investigation.
Confucius Mountain is also under surveillance. The police should know that he only stayed near the construction site for a moment, so the accident cannot be linked to him.
In comparison, the memory in the brain is a headache.
While sitting in the car and falling asleep, Mei Qian kept trying to recall, hoping to find everything about the Iron Mask Buddha from the messy memory fragments.
I really can’t believe that the Iron-faced Buddha has such an unreliable side.
Tomb robbers are just tomb robbers. What kind of words are you engraving? You are really unqualified.
In terms of self-awareness, Mei Qian felt that she was definitely not a person who would suffer from the second disease, yet the Iron-faced Buddha did just that.
But it’s normal to think about it. What was the situation a hundred and fifty years ago?
The world is in chaos, the people are in dire straits, the government is corrupt, and there are no laws.
Even people like the Iron-faced Buddha don't know how long they can survive in such troubled times.
As a tomb robber who tramples the law under his feet, and has his own small power, why not become more and more unscrupulous?
It’s not surprising that he could engrave his visit here and even add his real name without any scruples.
But in this way, it is inevitable that he will have a great sense of separation from the "self" in his memory.
Because Mei Qian subconsciously believes that he is a law-abiding citizen and his past has nothing to do with him.
What's more, he can no longer tell whether all this really happened or whether it was a manifestation of the system.
Of course, the current dog systems have all reached this level, and there is actually not much difference. There is nothing he can do without pinching his nose to recognize it.
After Mei Qian returned to the hotel and took a hot shower, Mei Qian carefully checked the room from top to bottom, closed the curtains, and then took out his spare old notebook from the system space.
Yes, he has written all the documents in "Iron Masked Buddha" that are inconvenient to be exposed here.
Once all the descriptions about Confucius Mountain are deleted, be it the ancient tombs in the underground or the collapsed buildings, they will have nothing to do with him...