Chapter 17 Arrest! The police who suddenly appeared
Xiao Keming took my Buddhist bead bracelet and looked at it over and over. I said to him, "How do you know it's called Youlongsuo?"
"Of course I know," Xiao Keming said proudly, "I am also a disciple of a famous disciple from a famous mountain and a famous family. I don't have any eyesight. How can I make a living?"
I laughed twice and said: "You are just making a living by deceiving people with spiritualism!"
Xiao Keming scratched his head and said: "I said, can we talk nicely? Don't open the pot and pick up the pot, okay? I think of our vast country, five thousand years ago, haven't our ancestors passed down any rare treasures?
?The legend of Youlongsuo has always existed, but no one knows whether it is true or not, and what it looks like. Today I have seen it."
I shook my head and said, "Please don't tell me that the rope inside is made of rare elements contained in ancient meteorites. I don't believe those myths."
Xiao Keming shook his head and said: "Don't tell me, there is a legend about this thing, saying it was made by Lu Ban."
I sighed and said: "Lu Ban, Lu Ban, today's novel writers have let dogs eat their imaginations. All the magical things are related to Lu Ban. If you say it was created by Mozi, isn't it more cultural and more cultural?
Niu Boyi? Mozi is a master craftsman who surpasses Luban!"
Seeing that I didn't believe it, Xiao Keming shook his head and expressed his helplessness, saying: "Actually, the so-called 'Wandering Dragon Rope' is just the rope inside, but I don't know who installed a string of Buddhist beads on the outside to disguise it. Otherwise, you just
My hands have long been chopped off by those who covet the dragon's rope. If you don't believe it is a special substance, then tell me, what is it?"
This question stumped me. Among the known substances in nature, the most ductile metal is gold. But the so-called ductility comes at the expense of strength. Moreover, the rope inside can still function after losing its tension.
It automatically returns to its original shape. It is obviously a kind of memory metal. Among all known elements, it has never been heard of that has strength, ductility and memory ability at the same time.
So, this thing is really an artifact handed down from ancient times?
Seeing the suffocated expression on my face, Xiao Keming was extremely confused. He chuckled and patted my shoulder and said, "Stop thinking nonsense. Young man, you still have to have a sense of awe. There are many things about our ancestors that we cannot explain clearly."
Didn’t Lu Ban make flying wooden birds? Didn’t Zhuge Liang make wooden cows and flowing horses? Do you think those are all bluffs?”
I was so robbed by him that I could only say: "Okay. What exists is reasonable. However, according to the statement on the piece of kraft paper left by my uncle, this thing should be the key item used to open the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.
, it should be kept very secretly, why do you say it as if many people know about this dragon rope?"
Xiao Keming returned the Buddhist beads to me and said calmly: "Have you not heard the story of Xiang Yu digging the tomb of Emperor Qin?"
I suddenly remembered that there was such a passage. It was said that after Xiang Yu invaded Xianyang, when he was digging the tomb of Qin Shihuang, a gold goose flew out of the tomb, flew south, and disappeared without a trace.
"Could it be that the swimming dragon rope is on the golden goose? This golden goose is based on the same principle as the wooden bird made by Lu Ban? So you think this thing was also made by Lu Ban?" I asked Xiao Keming one after another.
road.
"Of course." Xiao Keming raised his head, looked forward, and said calmly.
Indeed, historical records record that Lu Ban once "cut bamboo and wood to make magpies, and he did not cut them for three days." Although he lived around 507 BC, when Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng was born, he had long since passed away. But most of his craftsmanship has been passed down.
As recorded in historical records, not only Lu Ban, but also Mozi, Zhang Heng, Han Zhihe, Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty, etc., all made flying wooden birds. This shows that there was indeed a special technique for making primitive automatic robot birds spread in ancient times.
, but today, it has long been lost.
"If you say so, it seems to be acceptable, so it makes sense." I put the Buddhist beads on my wrist and murmured, "So, this thing is used to crack the crossbow mechanisms in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang: In ancient times
It is impossible for crossbows to have infrared sensors like today. At most, when a person steps on the ground, the change in surface pressure triggers the mechanism. As long as you have this thing, you can slip above the ground where the mechanism is installed without stepping on the ground.
If it passes, it will naturally not trigger those traps. It is so malleable, it seems that the trap tunnel of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum must be very long. It cannot be passed with ordinary ropes."
Xiao Keming nodded and said, "I guess that's more or less the case."
I looked at the Buddhist beads on my wrist and couldn't help but wonder: Dong Hao didn't seem to see the rope inside that day. How did he know that these beads were hidden in the dragon rope?
In any case, now that Youlongsuo is available, of the five "artifacts" that the uncle mentioned on the kraft paper, only one Zichen sand body is left. Remembering that Xiao Keming once went to Xiangxi to buy cinnabar, I asked him if he knew about Zichen sand.
This thing is Chen Sha Fei.
"What? Zichen Shatai?" Xiao Keming suddenly stared at me and said, "How do you know this name?"
Hearing his tone, I definitely asked the right person. I quickly explained the purpose of Zichen sand tire, and then said: "Do you know where this thing is? Is it in western Hunan?"
"I heard about this thing in western Hunan," Xiao Keming said. "This thing is more expensive than diamonds and is extremely rare. If you want to buy it, you will definitely not be able to buy it. Those who buy it are all people who know the goods. If you buy it, you will definitely not sell it. You want
If you go digging, you may not be able to touch it in your lifetime."
I snorted twice and didn't answer.
Xiao Keming glanced at me and said: "Uncle, do you think you don't care about anything because you have 100 million in your account? Some things cannot be bought. For example, love..."
I interrupted him and said, "Don't talk to me about love. I have no intention of buying this Zichen sand tire. I have no intention of entering Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum at all. What does that place have to do with me? As long as I can find the antidote,
That’s it.”
Xiao Keming nodded and said: "I think the same as you. Originally, I was just trying to make soy sauce, but now that a stingy person is involved in this matter, I can't ignore it. But I also just want to save her, and I don't care about the rest.
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I said "Hmm", pointed to the front and said, "That's Zaoyang Road, the back door of East China Normal University. Let's go have some midnight snacks."
We found a skewer stall and Xiao Keming and I had a good meal. Not long after, Zhao Chen called and explained that Ying was in the hospital for emergency treatment, but the doctor said that her life was not in danger.
I asked Mingying what kind of injury she suffered? Zhao Chen was silent for a moment and said, "Um... he was bleeding heavily from his lower body."
After asking a few more questions, I hung up the phone. Although I had the barbecue in my hand, I couldn't eat it anymore.
Hearing Zhao Chen's words, the fire in my heart started to surge upwards. Although I had guessed this possibility before, I still couldn't help but feel angry when I heard what Zhao Chen said.
Mingying is a very strong person, and she attaches great importance to her relationship with Su Chujun. As long as she can save Su Chujun, she is willing to give everything she has, just like she did to me that night at Ling Kong's house. However, if someone forces it
Tailing her must be the last thing she can accept.
Therefore, I don’t blame Mingying at all for sharing the secret code for communication between us.
The question is, why is this murderer in black so familiar with Mingying's weaknesses? Such precise "prescribing the right medicine" is probably because someone who is very familiar with Mingying said something to him.
It's definitely not Chen Ziqi. Even Wang Yongshun probably doesn't know Mingying that deeply. Could it be that this murderer in black was also sent by Dong Hao?
What's going on with Dong Hao? He actually colludes with the Right Banner Envoy of Dadula's organization?
Dong Hao...
Suddenly, my expression changed.
Xiao Keming was munching on a chicken leg, and when he saw me suddenly showing a look of shame, he was about to ask, but I had already opened the back cover of the phone, took out the SIM card, and broke it into pieces.
Just when he was confused, I stood up in a hurry and said, "Let's go, let's go!"
Xiao Keming looked at me with the drumstick in his hand without knowing what was going on. I snatched the drumstick off with my hands and said, "Let's go!"
I took out a hundred yuan and gave it to the owner of the barbecue stall, saying: "No need to look for it!" I pulled Xiao Keming and walked towards the wall of Changfeng Park next to it. I used to eat in this area often, and I knew that one of the walls was occupied by someone.
If you mess it up, you can go into the park.
As soon as the two of us got into the bushes inside the park wall, we saw two police cars approaching from the south and the north. They stopped at the back entrance of East China Normal University. The police officers who got out of the car were searching everywhere.
Xiao Keming asked quietly: "What's going on?"
I shook my head and said, "Don't talk while walking." After saying that, the two of them went into the bushes.
I struggled to push through the dense bushes and said, "When we left just now, we forgot to take my mobile phone."
Xiao Keming woke up from a dream and said: "Is this the phone that the man in black sent you text messages on?"
"That's right. The text message above! Alas, I was so anxious that I made such a huge mistake! It was obvious that I told the police where I was!" I sighed.
"Then...how did they find you? How did it happen so quickly?" Xiao Keming asked in a low voice.
"You should ask me why they worked so hard to find me. I guess it's because of Dong Hao. His father is a man with great hands and eyes. In fact, if the police want to locate a mobile phone number, it's not a question of whether they can, but
It’s a question of whether you want to think about it or not. As long as they want to check and this mobile phone makes a call, they can immediately locate it. They can even know which unit, floor and room number you are in." I stepped on the long and soft weeds under my feet.
He staggered forward and said, "There are many mobile phone signal base stations nearby, so the positioning will be more accurate."
After hearing this, Xiao Keming couldn't help but feel nervous and said: "The policeman's skills are so powerful?"
I said "hmm" and said: "It's just that to do this in the public security system, you have to go through a very troublesome process. At least the leader of the municipal bureau needs to sign and approve it. But... if someone from above wants to investigate, a
The call was put down and all the police's nerves were mobilized, so it was really easy to find someone."
While we were talking, Xiao Keming and I had already found our way out of the bushes and metasequoia forest, and were stumbling forward quickly on the gravel road of Changfeng Park in the dark.
After saying what I just said, I felt a tremor in my heart. This is why when I interrogated Dong Hao, I wore a mask, a voice changer, and injected him with sodium thiopental - I didn't want him to remember what I said.
Any word he said, so that he was exposed under his father's eyes; this is also the reason why when I just thought of the name Dong Hao, I realized that I forgot to take my mobile phone and ran away immediately——Dong Hao's father is too
Mystical power is vast.
Ever since Yang Tao first told me the identity of Dong Hao's father, I knew that this man was someone I could never offend.
But... I always feel something strange in the middle, but I can't tell where it is. This feeling is like a fly stuck in the throat. It can't be swallowed or spit out. It's stuck in the middle. It's disgusting and uncomfortable...