Chapter 7 Unboxing! Letters from Thirteen Years Ago
When I came out of the Masonic building, I only had two keys, a finger bone wrapped in a wet wipe, and a mobile phone SIM card, which I took out before dismantling the phone to get the resistor.
How is Zhu Junxuan? Has Gu Zhiqiang been attacked? Mingying, can Yang Tao stop the Dadula organization? I disappeared for such a long time, how will Chen Ziqi and Li Qianyu understand my behavior?
Some of these I don't have to worry about, and some I don't want to care about.
The underground chamber of the Freemasonry has made me exhausted, and I just want to lie in bed and rest.
Mao Bin was an enthusiastic person. He took my fake ID card and quickly applied for a Hong Kong and Macau pass.
Two days later, the doctor allowed me to be discharged from the hospital. I immediately went through the formalities and got on the plane with Mao Bin, heading straight to Hong Kong. I was afraid that using my own ID card would leave a record and someone would find out, so I used a fake identity.
Fortunately, the owner of this fake ID looked eerily similar to me, so I was able to pass the security check with the fake ID.
The ID card itself does exist, and the security personnel only take a glance to see if you look different from the photo. By the way, how many of the photos on the ID card look very similar to me? It's easy to get through.
When we arrived in Hong Kong, it was already past 1 pm. Mao Bin was familiar with the roads and took me to the Citibank located at the Unity Center at No. 95 Queensway. An account executive named Cindy received me. I heard that I was going to come from
To pick up things from the safe deposit box, he first took me to a secret VIP room. After asking for the box number, he checked the records and said to me with a smile in English and Cantonese: "Mr. Lin, these two safe deposit boxes need
It requires a password to open it. Do you know the password?"
I was still wondering why she didn't add the plural after "box", but after hearing her question, I could only nod my head and said, "How many digits is the password?"
"Eighteen, don't you know?..."
"370902198..." I didn't wait for her to finish, and then started to recite my ID card number..."
wrong?
Apart from my ID card number, what else could the 18 numbers be? After much deliberation, I have no answer. I always feel that the ID number is the most likely. Although when my uncle bought a safe deposit box here, I had not yet
I’m old enough to get an ID card, but my ID number is given to me when I’m born and remains unchanged throughout my life.
I suddenly remembered the message that my uncle left on the wall of the underground secret room. In that paragraph, the other sentences were very logical, except for the sentence "It's a pity that we never met after you were born", which was completely inconsistent with the context and seemed to be forced.
Entering, Dy said: "Sorry, try again, the password should be 370902..."
This time I deliberately moved the 8 numbers representing birthdays in the ID number after all the other numbers. After reading out the 18 numbers, I saw, but Zhong Yaoyoudy took me around two VIP rooms one after another.
Climb upstairs from a mysterious little staircase.
What exactly did my uncle leave for me?
This is a quite shocking room. It is surrounded by densely packed small cabinets that are about a palm thick. My cabinets No. 402 and 403 are actually at the top of a column in the middle, and I have to use an escalator to get to them.
The thickness of these small cabinets means that even if they are to hold gold bars, they cannot hold even a few gold bars, let alone banknotes. Judging from the current situation of inflation and soaring prices, the banknotes that were filled in the small cabinets more than ten years ago can now be
It’s hard to say whether it’s enough to buy an air conditioner.
Unless it’s a diamond?
I shook my head and smiled bitterly in my heart. Although my uncle is half blood related to me, he wouldn't convert all his property into diamonds and leave them to me, right? Dy dragged an escalator truck over. I climbed up quickly.
Go up, tremblingly insert the key into cabinet No. 402, twist it slightly, and open it. According to dy, this box is provided by the bank and is the same for every customer.
I opened the box with anxiety. There was no gold, silver, jewelry, or cash, let alone diamonds.
There are only two pieces of paper.
One of them was a handwritten letter. The handwriting on the letter was exactly the same as the handwriting on the uncle's notebook. I stood on the escalator and started reading.
"Yu:
Good luck with the letter.
I am your uncle and I have never met each other before. It may be a bit sudden. But I have always heard your grandma talk about you. I have also mentioned it to your grandma many times and asked you to come to Shanghai to develop. This is a very interesting thing.
It is a city, but it is also a place full of strong players. I believe that with your talent, you can take root in this place and achieve a great career.
I'm in the world now and I can't help myself. Maybe when I get there, I won't meet you because I don't want to involve you in what I'm doing now. I told your grandma that when you are 30 years old,
She, or your dad, will tell you the location of the safe. A friend of mine will give you the key.
However, I still have some hope: you can find this box by yourself before you are 30 years old. If you find this box by yourself, it means that you have been involved in an incident. This incident is very complicated.
, it’s very dangerous. If you don’t want to continue, it’s still too late to get out. If you are 30 years old now and know the location of this box from your grandma or dad, just treat what I said just now as if I didn’t say it.
As your uncle, I have never witnessed your growth, and I feel very guilty about this. In my current situation, there is not much I can do for you. Although I have some money, I cannot dispose of it according to my own ideas.
Therefore, I can only leave a little money for you. I chose a special number, 2.06 million. You should understand the meaning of this number.
I hope you can make good use of the little money I left, and I hope you can be a responsible man.
Sincerely,
your uncle
June 28, 1994"
After reading this letter, my eyes were already blurred with tears.
206, is it the homophonic pronunciation of "Ai Linyou"?
It was beyond my expectation that this extremely intelligent and manipulative uncle had such a tender side.
To be honest, 2.06 million is a lot. It is enough to buy an 80-square-meter house with two bedrooms and one living room between the middle and outer rings of Shanghai, away from the city center, and live a quiet and peaceful life.
Thinking about this, I picked up another piece of paper. Is this the card number and password of the bank card where the money is stored? Or...
I looked at the paper and found that there were only two lines of numbers on it, each line containing six numbers. If the six numbers in the second line were passwords, the six numbers in the first line were obviously not bank card numbers.
The first four digits of these two numbers are still "1000".
There is also an icon drawn below. In a circle, there are three vertical rectangular boxes, arranged in ascending order. (See the picture below)
What is this thing?
I was confused by my uncle again.
What is even more confusing is, should I open the cabinet No. 403?
My uncle has warned me repeatedly. It seems that once the cabinet No. 403 is opened, it will be Pandora's box. Doom, weirdness, fear and death will all come one after another, making me exhausted.
Gritting my teeth, I resolutely opened cabinet No. 403.
Contained in the same red box is also a letter.
I didn't dare to read the contents of the letter, so I quickly folded it up, put it in the inner pocket of my clothes, and patted it, for fear of accidentally throwing it away.
There was also a flat jade seal, a bronze dagger, and a semicircular copper block with a thumb-sized circular depression in the center. Dy found a box with a combination lock and packed it in. He asked her:
"When were these two safe deposit boxes opened?" They were from 2003."
I nodded my thanks, put the contents of the box into my bag, and left the safe deposit box hall.
Mao Bin is waiting for me on the sofa outside. He has starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, green beards hanging down on both sides, and a very handsome face. However, he has his legs crossed and is tapping on his toes. He always feels a bit cynical and unruly. And this
Dressed in the attire of a Taoist priest and with his hair in a bun, he looked particularly eye-catching in the magnificent hall of the Reunification Center. I whispered: "Can you change your clothes a little...?"
He glanced at me and said "Infinite Heavenly Lord", and then talked eloquently, explaining the necessity of wearing Taoist uniforms. One of them was that if there was a conflict with other monks, this clothes would represent
An unspoken rule: hot weapons such as guns and ammunition cannot be used.
I kept saying "Oh" and listened to what he said so eloquently. I secretly admired the fact that this guy was quite smart and his thinking was very organized. After thinking about it, I asked again: "Mao Bin, this name shouldn't be your real name, right?"
"
The Taoist priest smiled "hehe" and said: "That's right. The poor Taoist's surname is Xiao. He used to be a true disciple of Maoshan Sect, so he borrowed the character Mao as his surname. There are three uncles in the family, one of whom has the character '文' in his name.
One of them has the character '武', and together they are Bin."
"Then what's your real name?"
The Taoist priest first bowed gracefully, winked, and said with a playful smile: "My Taoist's common name is Xiao Keming." After saying that, he suddenly raised his head, straightened his chest, and felt a strong Niu Boyi aura.
leak out.
I looked at him with a strange look on his face and thought to myself: What, is Xiao Keming's name famous? Looking at your expression, it seems like I must know...
However, I didn’t know at this time that the little Taoist priest in front of me, after going through several hardships with me, broke out into the world with one of my future friends and became a very famous person. However, this
It’s all a story for later.
With that said, we rushed all the way back to Shanghai. The Hong Kong Airport was very strict in censorship, so I didn't dare to make any mistakes easily, so I had to use my own ID card.
I don’t know why, after experiencing the weird underground room of the Masonic Lodge, staying in the hospital for two days, and going to Hong Kong to pick up the “time capsule”-like documents left behind by my uncle in the bank, I suddenly felt a hazy feeling.
It felt like a world away. It seemed that I could no longer tell which era I was in. I stared blankly at the scenery whizzing by outside the window, in a daze.
Suddenly a building flashed past.
I suddenly remembered something and quickly turned my head to look.