Chapter 6 Shocking! The arrangement since birth is 15,000
I thought to myself, this is as long as I can hold off for a moment! I gritted my teeth, pushed hard on the cave walls on both sides, took off my backpack with difficulty, stuffed the wet wipe wrapped around the baby's finger bones into my pocket, and then put it inside the backpack.
Other heavy objects, such as pistols, were thrown down to hit the female corpse. Some of them could hit and made a dull sound, but most of them made a crisp sound all the way down and "passed by" the female corpse.
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When I had nothing to throw away, I even threw my backpack down. I just hoped that I could hold on for a while longer.
But, in this situation, who can come to save me?
When I threw away the flashlight helplessly, darkness surged toward me like a tide, and despair filled my heart.
The despair in the darkness is many times greater, making it easier for people to give up and die.
Is that the end?
The rustling sounds below became increasingly clear.
This female corpse, resurrected by the smell of garlic, crawled upwards quickly like a Terminator robot that was never tired and in pain.
At this moment, I couldn't help but regret: If I had endured the nausea and the oral bacteria accumulated by the female corpse for decades and gave her a passionate French kiss when she got up, she would have fallen to the ground softly.
, won’t move again. Nor will it push me to a dead end like now.
When the voice of the female corpse was clearly audible, I finally couldn't help but feel great fear and shouted: "Help! Open this lid!" After that, I slammed the lid several times with my hand.
The people above obviously heard my shouting. The woman's voice sounded: "What's going on? Is there someone under the bed?"
But Uncle Tea said: "What? There's something going on outside. Quick, put on some clothes and go take a look!"
Then there was the sound of the bed shaking, the sound of getting dressed and the sound of two people talking.
I cursed in my heart. There is indeed something wrong with this old man, Tea Uncle. He knew I was in the secret passage under the bed, but he walked out, obviously trying to trap me here!
There was no other way. I could only hold the wall of the cave tightly with my hands, curl up my legs, and prepare to kick the female corpse hard when she touched it.
This was just a way to survive. I pushed, but because I used too much force, my body slipped down.
My palms rubbed against the rough cave wall, and a sharp pain shot through my heart, making me almost want to let go.
But I know that as soon as I let go, it's over.
With the last bit of clarity in my mind, I held on to my hands and feet, stopped my slide, and groped my way up again.
Although the female corpse had eaten my kick, it was crawling up again at this moment.
I thought to myself, it’s over. I was ready to let go and give myself a break.
At this critical moment, a woman's scream was heard from the ground, and then Uncle Tea's voice sounded: "Who are you?"
From this posture, it seems like someone broke into Uncle Cha's bedroom?
After a ping-pong-pong sound, the sound of pulling the legs of the bed was heard. The iron cover above my head suddenly opened, and a dull light shone in. However, my eyes went dark, my hands and feet were so weak, and I almost fell down.
Fortunately, a hand reached down and grabbed me tightly.
"Is it you?" I was pulled out of the cave. My eyes had just adjusted and I could see the appearance of this person clearly. I said feebly, "Hurry up and close the lid..."
The man just smiled and didn't answer. After dragging me out of the cave, he put the iron lid on and tightened the twist lock on the lid.
Now, the female corpse must be unable to come out.
Uncle Tea stared at me dumbfounded and said, "You...how did you come out of here?"
How could I still have the strength to answer him? I was already slightly poisoned by mercury. I just felt dizzy, my throat was on fire, and I was breathing heavily on the ground.
The man who rescued me said to Uncle Cha: "Old layman, I really couldn't help myself just now. Why don't we help you keep your secret, and you help us keep ours? We can be even!"
Uncle Cha kept staring at me, but after hearing this, he had to nod.
If the police knew about the following situation, he would not be able to escape the serious suspicion of being the murderer of the five-corpse case.
The man gave me a hand and said, "Brother Lin, can you leave?"
My mind was already a little blurry, so I nodded with all my strength. With his help, my legs were weak and I limped out.
As soon as I came out of the alley of Uncle Cha's house, I saw an old Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes and covered with salt, already standing under the street lamp, looking at the two of us with a smile, and said: "Not bad, not bad, this scene reminds me of a lot
Years ago! Now, a nephew and an apprentice are reenacting the scene from that year. It is really interesting, extremely interesting!" After that, he put his hands together and smiled.
That's right, the man who saved me from danger just now is the man who deceived me with spiritualism and was cheated out of five thousand yuan by me. He is also the disciple of the crazy Taoist Liu Qing in front of me - Mao Bin.
I smiled bitterly and said: "Old fairy, my uncle would never be as embarrassed as me. If you and Brother Mao hadn't arrived in time this time, I would have really been in trouble..."
"Hey, little kid, don't be too modest. When I dragged you out of these messy places, your uncle was no better than you. Besides, how much of the world has your uncle seen? Before he came here, he was already
He is a famous tomb robber. But everyone doesn’t know that the big entrepreneur who spends a lot of money to buy collectibles will personally go to the tomb. Having said that, what do you think, my Liuren calculation is very accurate? I calculated what you want today.
Suffering from this calamity..." As soon as Liu Qing opened his chat box, he started chattering endlessly. It didn't matter whether I was listening to him or not, with my hands covered with blood and flesh, and my body tired and sleepy.
Mao Bin interrupted Liu Qing and said: "Master, please don't fool Brother Lin. If Uncle Le Shui had not told you what he saw and heard here, you might not be so complete..." He saw
Liu Qing glared at him and paused quickly, "Brother Lin's condition is not very good. It's true that he needs to go to the hospital first."
"Oh, that's right," the crazy Taoist narrowed his eyes and looked at me, then turned around and stretched out his hand to hail a taxi.
I raised my hand with difficulty, waved it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Old god, my car is right next to me... Can Brother Mao know how to drive?"
Mao Bin shook his head.
Liu Qing said from the side, I can drive!
Seeing his crazy look, I could only say helplessly: "Then take my car. My uncle's notes are still in the car, don't lose them..."
So Mao Bin supported me, staggered for a while, got the car, and went straight to the hospital.
As soon as I got in the car, I felt that my body was extremely heavy and I fell asleep instantly.
This sleep feels like a thousand-year dream.
In my life, every bit of the past time has resurfaced in my dream:
While other children were peeing on the street and playing in the mud, my father held an iron ruler and supervised me reading those boring books like a supervisor, until I became fascinated and addicted.
I was also afraid that my myopia would be too severe, so I limited the time I could read...
After I took the college entrance examination, my score was already high enough for Peking University, but my father urged me to go to Shanghai to study law. He also invited my most respected teacher at the time, my high school teacher, to persuade me. In the end, I chose East China.
University of Political Science and Law as his alma mater.
In a hazy way, I always feel that all this seems to have been planned somewhere.
It wasn't until Mao Bin's shadow appeared in my mind that I realized where I was now.
But I always feel that I am in a half-dream and half-awake state, and there are some things that I have not figured out. No matter how hard I try to wake myself up, I still can't fully wake up.
etc,
Mao Bin...
Mao Bin?
The scene when I met him for the first time suddenly appeared in front of my eyes: he took the train ticket I prepared and suddenly laughed loudly and walked out of the door.
Then I rested for a while and put Xiao Luqi back in the freezer. At that time, I discovered the civet ovarian cyst that Wang Yongshun had left in the freezer.
Then I started a human flesh search for Wang Yongshun online.
Then I will...
Then I received a call from my dad, and he asked me to go to the Lugong Postal Market to help him buy a "Year of the Sheep Commemorative Coin"!
(Then I met Hao Ling, Ming Ying, visited the morgue for the second time, and broke into the seafood warehouse at night... I won’t mention these for now.)
Then a few days later, I arrived at the Lugong Postal Market, and that’s where I met my dad’s friend, the boss Qian Tuchian who opened a shop in the postal market!
Then I bought sheep coins from Qian Tu. When I was about to leave, I was grabbed by Qian Tu and dragged to Cao Bin's ancient calligraphy and painting shop!
Then I saw the "Cannes Area Map"!!!
Although at that time, I already knew the name "Chen Ziqi", and it was precisely because of this name that I was particularly interested in the "Kangcheng Regional Map"...
But, but, why do I always feel that there is something fishy in this?
Why did my dad force me to read those books about Qi Men Dun Jia, Xiantian Five Elements, and all kinds of messy books when I was a kid? And why, in the various puzzles that my uncle and Liu Qing left for me, all of them used
To those things I watched when I was a kid?
Why did my dad call me to go to the Lugong Postal Market at that time? Was it because Mao Bin recognized the relationship between me and my uncle, and vaguely guessed the secret I hid under the mattress, so he told all this
Liu Qing, and Liu Qing told my dad???
There was at least an hour between the time Mao Bin walked out of my house and my dad called me, which was enough time for them to contact me.
My dad asked me to go to the Lugong Postal Market. Besides buying sheep coins, was there any other reason? Did he ask me to go to the Lugong Postal Market, and then Qian Tu would "naturally" take me to see "Kang"
"City Area Map"?
Could it be that if I received a call from my dad and went to the Lugong Postal Market immediately the next day, the "Kones Regional Map" would not have been bought by Chen Ziqi?
Why did my uncle leave those words for me in the basement of the Masonic building? How could he know that I would probably follow his path, follow his footsteps there, and see the handwriting he left?
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Isn't it a coincidence?
Isn't all of this a coincidence?
Could it be that the only coincidence was that Li Haibo was ill and I went to help him sign for surgery, but I met Xiao Luqi?
Even if I hadn't met Xiao Luqi, I would have seen the "Kangcheng Area Map" under the arrangement of my father, and then followed the marks on the map to find Xi Shi's body, witnessed the magic of the fake death medicine, and finally followed
Follow your uncle's footsteps and embark on the road to uncover all these mysteries?
Could it be that my uncle had already been in contact with my grandma and dad, and after hearing about the various "deeds" of my nephew who could read the popular daily newspapers when he was less than one year old, he suggested that my dad buy me some "certainly useless now,
But you may force me to read a book that I may need in the future?
Also, what Mingying said...
The "Kangcheng Area Map" was originally enshrined in the ancestral hall of the family of the person who drew it, that is, the Eastern Jin Dynasty officer who was friends with Gu Kaizhi and Wang Xizhi. It was not until the Republic of China that the ancestral hall was almost destroyed by war, and the picture was transferred to a
It was created by a professor from the History Department of Southwest Associated University. After the original painting was destroyed during the Cultural Revolution, the professor went to Hong Kong with the help of friends and drew a fake from memory. At an auction in the late 1990s, this fake
Bought by a wealthy mainland businessman...
Could this wealthy businessman from Mainland China be my uncle?
Later, before the professor died, he told the secret of the painting, and the fake was "stolen". If the person who bought the painting was really my uncle, who would have the ability to steal it from this extremely smart uncle?
Painting?
Unless the person who stole the painting was the person who killed my uncle.
Ling Kong!
However, although he stole the painting, he did not dare to hand it to Chen Ziqi blatantly. Probably because he was afraid that Mrs. Yin or someone would find out what he had done to my uncle, so he sold it on consignment at an ancient calligraphy and painting shop in Lugong Post Market.
In order to clear one's suspicions.
At that time, my father might not be sure whether he should let me get involved, so he asked me to go to the Lugong Postal Market under the pretext of buying sheep coins. The real purpose was to lend my hand to buy the painting.
However, I arrived a few days late, and the painting had already been bought by Chen Ziqi's men specially sent there.
At the same time, Mrs. Yin discovered my existence, so she asked Mingying to inspire me to take back the painting.
The subsequent trip to Jinshan Island will be a matter of course and cannot be stopped by Ling Kong...
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sweat wet my back while I was half asleep.
It turns out that this is the true meaning of the sentence "I don't want to deliberately arrange your future" in the words left by my uncle!
My future has always been arranged?!
Thinking of this, I was suddenly startled. I opened my eyes suddenly and found that there was an oxygen mask on my mouth, an infusion tube in my hand, and it was wrapped in thick gauze.
Mao Bin's voice sounded next to him, saying: "Don't move around. The doctor said you have some signs of mercury poisoning and some skin injuries. Fortunately, they are not serious. You will be fine after a few days of recovery."
I had an oxygen mask on my mouth and nose that looked like a bit in a donkey's mouth, so I couldn't speak clearly. I could only nod slightly and said with difficulty: "I want to go to Wan Guo Bao Tong on Admiralty Road..."
Admiralty Road is very familiar to me. It is at the back door of the community where I first lived. It is also the road where I took Xiao Luqi's body out of the taxi after stealing her from the morgue.
Unexpectedly, Mao Bin smiled slightly and said: "You are going to the Citibank in Queensway, right? Don't worry, thanks to your ticket that sent me to Guangzhou, I have already visited it. The safe deposit box is intact, waiting for your health
Okay, just take a trip to Hong Kong."
Queensway? Isn’t it Queensway?
Only then did I remember that what my uncle wrote was indeed "Queensway", not "Queensway". Queensway is in Hong Kong, not Shanghai. And before 2001, Citibank in Hong Kong was called "World Bank". Uncle
When he wrote that sentence, it was also around 1991. It was not surprising at all that he wrote the name "Wanguo Baotong Bank".
No wonder, when Mrs. Yin took me to Hong Kong’s Lung King Heen Restaurant for dinner that day on a private plane, I saw Mao Bin’s shadow in the car!
It turned out that he just went to see if the safe deposit box that his uncle left at Citibank was in good condition.
It turns out that the two keys in my pocket, which looked like the Masonic logo in my uncle’s notebook, were not used in the small Masonic building, but were used to open the bank safe deposit box!