After coming out of the solitary room, Mei Qian was taken directly to the director's office without even having time to clean up.
At this time, six or seven people inside were gathered in front of the computer, pointing at the surveillance records inside, and the whispers continued.
Police officer Zhang Yu shook the mouse with a solemn expression, and several scenes of Mei Qian's kick in the video were played repeatedly.
After a long time, he said in a calm voice: "Who would have thought that a gentle and gentle writer could have such skills? Mei Qian is definitely a dangerous person, so..." He turned to look at the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses next to him and advised.
: "Captain Yang, I personally object to your archaeological team's proposal. Mei Qian wants to escape, but few people can stop him. What if an accident happens in the middle? Although you have military protection, if the other party is surprised,
, it’s difficult to guarantee your personal safety. Even if you wear a restraint, I don’t feel at ease.”
"But the excavation work has stalled, and we are also worried." Captain Yang pushed up his glasses, a sad look flashed on his face: "If you can't get in, you won't know the damage to the cultural relics inside. If Mei Qian can provide help, the progress will definitely be made."
It will be faster."
"I know that the higher-ups must have considered it since it approved it, but I reserve my opinion. And Mei Qian still doesn't admit that he has robbed ancient tombs. I guess..." Zhang Yu sighed and shook his head, trying to persuade him again.
At this moment, a "report" came from outside the door, and the director of the detention center responded. The iron chains sounded, and Mei Qian walked in.
After a brief introduction by the director, everyone took their seats.
However, Mei Qian was sitting far away on a bench against the wall, while the others were sitting on soft sofas, with a coffee table and a few meters between them, clearly distinguishing each other.
But Captain Yang kept standing, waiting for Mei Qian to sit down, then went straight to the topic and explained his purpose.
It turns out that he was the deputy captain in charge of the archaeological excavation of the Dongshan Warring States Tomb. Last month's earthquake led to the discovery of an ancient tomb site in Xinglin Mountain, Dongshan Province. According to the survey, the ancient tomb should belong to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
However, the earthquake exposed only an astonishingly large burial pit, and the main tomb cannot be determined until now. The progress has obviously been delayed.
"So, I came here this time to ask Mr. Mei if he has any clues since he is so familiar with this ancient tomb."
Unknowingly, Captain Yang had walked up to Mei Qian, bent down and handed over a stack of photos and information.
Mei Qian was silent, and after a while he took it in his hand, but without looking at it, he looked up and looked at the other person: "How do you think that I am familiar with that Warring States tomb, just because you found some 'corpse dragon'? Then you
But I’m asking the wrong person, I’m just a bad book writer, I don’t know anything about ancient tombs.”
"The location of the ancient tomb, the scenery and even the layout of the burial chamber are exactly the same as those described in your novel. How could you not understand?"
"Since they are exactly the same, why did you ask me based on the novel?" Mei Qian hates communicating with people who like to talk condescendingly. It's too tiring.
"This... there are still some differences, and we can temporarily bring you into the archaeological team, which is also good for you. You will get a corresponding chance of sentence reduction based on your contribution." Captain Yang said in a comforting tone.
"I'm sorry, I'm just a criminal suspect at the moment, not a criminal. Will reducing my sentence be of no use to me?" Mei Qian raised his eyebrows. He didn't believe there were no capable people in the archaeological team. Even if there weren't, wouldn't it be hard for them to find the real tomb robbers?
?Isn’t it easier than asking yourself? Since others can’t do it, it’s all in vain for him to be a book writer.
It's not a bad thing that we can't find the main tomb. If we find it, wouldn't it confirm the identity of the tomb robber? It's hard work and thankless, so only fools go there.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Zhang Yu, who was silent across from him, and said seriously: "Once again, I will not fight against tomb robbing and feng shui. There is no use for you to find me."
"Mei Qian, we found several robber holes in this burial pit, and there was an earthquake before. It is urgent to protect and excavate the ancient tombs. If you can provide useful clues, or even help us find the ancient tombs yourself, this will be very important.
This great achievement is beneficial to both you personally and our Archaeological Bureau. I hope you will not lose your temper and seize this rare opportunity." Captain Yang frowned and his voice became louder.
Mei Qian stuffed the pile of information back into the other party, then lowered his head. No matter what others said, he just closed his eyes and never spoke again.
It was Officer Zhang Yu who invited the others out, saying that he would stay and give advice.
"Come and sit." Only Zhang Yu and the recorder who glared at Mei Qian were left in the room. He stepped forward to pick up Mei Qian and took him to the sofa. After he sat down, he offered him a cigarette, lit it, and asked with a smile.
:"How are you?"
"It's not bad, it's quite clean." Mei Qian took a puff of it greedily. He wasn't a big smoker, but after all, he hadn't smoked it for several days, which was strange.
"You will definitely be punished if you hit someone. This is a rule, and no one can do anything about it." Zhang Yu obviously knew his situation, and lit cigarettes for himself and his companions, and said: "But this time the opportunity is good, I think you should cooperate.
one time."
"Look, am I not cooperative enough?" Mei Qian raised his hands, showed the handcuffs, and smiled: "To be honest, this is really not a place for people to stay. There is no freedom, no human rights, the food is terrible, and there are many rules for entering and exiting.
I have to shout a report, and it’s rare for me to relax and smoke, and several people have to smoke one cigarette. When the supervisor asks questions, I have to squat while others are sitting, which is too undignified.”
Mei Qian put out the cigarette butt and sighed: "I'm counting the days on my fingers now. I really want to go outside and breathe fresh air, but I can't do what Captain Yang asked me to do. Maybe you can force me to identify the scene.
But I am not a tomb robber, so there will be no results."
Zhang Yu saw that he had finished smoking, and took out another cigarette as a sign. When he nodded, he handed it over and lit it: "Then I won't persuade you, but you are so stubborn, which not only consumes our energy, but also wastes your own time. Why don't you know
Tell them all, let us handle the case quickly, and you can be convicted early. Prison is much more comfortable than here."
"In your eyes, I am a criminal, but I believe that I will walk out of this door clean." Mei Qian curled her lips: "Think about it from another angle, at least this wretched place has regular schedules and light food. After a while, I guess I will stay up late.
All the bad habits I suffered can be corrected. It’s good to live like this. Anyway, I have time and can afford to accompany you, and your case handling agency has money and can afford to pay compensation. This is a rare experience. Maybe after I go out, I
I will write a novel based on my own experiences, called "Diary of a Killer", and then you won't arrest me again, right?"
Zhang Yu was stunned when he heard this, glanced at the computer in the distance, and laughed again: "That's not necessarily true..."