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Chapter 315

"How could there be any progress? We just met by chance, or someone took the initiative to invite me to go hiking, but I was sent to the hospital within one night..."

"Well, there are no injuries, just a slight concussion. I haven't been sleeping well recently. Regardless of whether Teacher Mei deliberately contacted me or not, he acted quite guilty and paid for the hospitalization."

"Ancient tomb? To be honest, it has nothing to do with me. I fainted when I fell in..."

In the Linjiang Sanatorium in Hengcheng, Li Heng put down his cell phone and stopped stretching. He leaned back and leaned diagonally on the quilt.

He regained the tired look he had before answering the phone and yawning all day long.

In recent days, he has had major sleeping problems, causing him to enter a state where he wants to sleep with his eyes open and becomes more energetic when he closes them.

But he only regarded all this as the sequelae of concussion and automatically ignored it when communicating with his colleagues.

Not a single word was mentioned about that nightmare, including all the speculations in his mind.

Because there was a hurdle that he could not get over. If that torture was real, how did Mei Qian manage to make him unscathed, and why did he do it?

It's really illogical and completely unmotivated.

However, when Li Heng put on his headphones and was about to listen to music to catch up on his sleep, he suddenly scanned the latest information.

The action of yawning with his mouth wide open froze for a moment, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the gloomy sky outside the window, his eyes full of puzzlement and confusion, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "This weather, Mei Qian

He actually drove out of the city, heading towards Hengshan, what on earth was he going to do?"

"Why is Mei Qian so fond of Hengshan? What is his purpose?"

At the same time, in a B&B called Hengshan Xiaozhu at the foot of Hengshan Mountain, Ma Cheng also raised similar questions to Li Heng.

However, the subjects of his questions were all team members present.

"He brought mountaineering equipment, but it had just stopped raining outside. The situation was not suitable for mountain climbing at all. Could it be that the previous mountain climbing plan was disrupted because his companion was injured and he had to do it again? According to the route he walked before, it would be really difficult to go forward.

It’s a waste of life in the barren mountains and ridges.”

"Let's think about who should follow him if he really goes into the mountains. It would be a miserable life..."

"You have to admit it after suffering. Mei Qian must not be out of sight this time. He is so persistent with Hengshan. I feel that there may be a big secret inside."

"My opinion is, since the target also knows that we are behind him, we should simply reveal our identity and go into the mountain with him."

"If it involves ulterior secrets, will people agree?"

"He insisted on entering Hengshan even though he knew the police were watching him. He probably wasn't afraid of people seeing him, so there was no question of ulterior motives. Why didn't he agree? Didn't he bring a stranger into the mountain last time?

?Besides, if there are more people, they can take care of each other. Isn’t it better than one person?”

"If you ask me, just hold him down so that you don't have to worry about it anymore..."

"Okay, go by yourself!"

"I……"

For a while, there was a lot of noise and discussion, some expressing confusion, but of course there were also simple complaints and complaints.

This was not a formal meeting. Although Ma Cheng felt that the atmosphere was noisy, he did not stop it.

I listened carefully to everyone's opinions, and at the same time I was thinking in my mind, if Mei Qian really entered the mountain, which team should be sent to follow, and how to ensure that the target positioning signal is not lost, or...

While he was thinking to himself, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the door. He saw that the closed door opposite was opened a crack. Lu Dafei, who was supposed to be participating in the remote video conference, showed his head and winked at him.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and walked straight in without saying a word.

"There's a new situation!" As soon as he closed the door again, he heard Lu Dafei's impatient voice.

Ma Cheng turned his head and saw the other party's mobile phone screen, and was stunned for a moment.

Originally, Lu Dafei's meeting lasted at least an hour, but now it ended in less than half an hour. There must have been special circumstances.

I just didn't expect it to be such a big melon.

On Lu Dafei's cell phone, there was a black and white photo.

The style of the photo is quite old and has faded, so the background is blurry and even mottled.

On the surface, it looked no different from the old photos he had seen online, but at first glance, Ma Cheng was attracted to the group of people above, especially the young man standing in the center, who was so recognizable.

Although his face is no longer clear, the smile at the corner of the young man's mouth and the short hair on his head are very different from the other people in the photo.

The first is the standing position. The people inside seem to be standing in a row, but it is easy to tell that the rest of the people are vaguely taking half a step back, so the position in the middle is like stars holding the moon.

The second difference is also particularly obvious. Ma Cheng speculates that the photo was taken during the Qing Dynasty, because all the people in it have bald foreheads and long braids on the back of their heads, and some even have their braids coiled around their chests. Only the young people are different.

Compared with other people, the short head on his head looks very pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, although he couldn't see the young man's face clearly, Ma Cheng had an inexplicable feeling.

"Does it look familiar?" Lu Dafei sighed softly, sliding his finger on the screen, and a second photo appeared.

"This was restored by experts. Who do you think the one in the middle looks like?"

However, all of Ma Cheng's eyes were instantly attracted to the mobile phone screen. It was still the old photo, but it was enlarged, and the blurry faces of the people in it were clearer. After a long while, a gasp was heard.

He asked uncertainly: "Mei, Mei Qian?"

Lu Dafei didn't answer, but brought up another picture and showed it in front of him.

"I've seen this video. It's quite popular on the Internet." Ma Cheng only glanced at it and recognized the content above.

This is a screenshot of a video. A young man is sitting on the roof of an off-road vehicle. The background is the desert and the starry sky. That face is naturally very familiar to him: "This must be Mei Qian!"

Lu Dafei took back his phone with a somewhat solemn expression, and then sat down on the sofa: "Didn't you notice? This is a video from seven years ago, and Mei Qian's face in it is no different from now."

Ma Cheng's mind was quick and he instantly understood the meaning of the other party's words. He said in disbelief: "Do you think the person in the old photo is also Mei Qian?"

"Who knows? However, it is normal for a man's appearance not to change much after adulthood, and he is more likely to look very similar to his ancestors. But..." Lu Dafei thought seriously for a moment, but shook his head in denial, but then changed the subject: "

The cleanup work of the ancient tombs in Confucius Mountain is progressing smoothly, and the buried tomb robber has been excavated. A copy of the old photo appeared in the arms of a corpse. You should know what this means."

"Is the tomb robber who died in Confucius Mountain related to Mei Qian's ancestors?" Ma Cheng opened his mouth, feeling that it was too unbelievable. In the end, he did not express the craziest speculation in his heart, and could only follow the words: "Undercover.

Leave a message, Mei Qian suddenly rushed to Yangcheng, Confucius Mountain collapsed, and found that the tomb robbers themselves are a line. Isn't this already concluded? This photo is too old, I feel it doesn't mean much."

"Mei Qian's recent behavior is difficult for people to understand. I think he has gradually regained his memory, and he has not even lost his memory at all." Lu Dafei said slowly.

"This..." Ma Cheng also frowned, and at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Dafei opened the door and saw a team member standing outside with a strange expression. As soon as he saw him, he whispered: "Team leader, Mei Qian did not go directly into the mountain, but came towards us."

"What do you mean? Who are you targeting?" Lu Dafei's eyes widened.

The young police officer was stuttering when he spoke: "He, he drove into the B&B and booked a room next door to us..."


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