At three o'clock in the afternoon, a minibus stopped downstairs on time. I carried my suitcase with clothes and went downstairs with everyone. Ling Kong sent us to the minibus and introduced the people on the car.
One girl and two boys. The girl's name is Zhao Chen. What surprised me is that she is not very old, very thin, and has fair skin. She has pretty facial features, but she looks gentle and quiet. She only has a pair of red and phoenix eyes, which are particularly lively.
He looks a bit capable. One of the other two men, one named Yang Tao, has a flat hair. When I look at his eyes, I always feel that his eyes are very focused, sharp, and can hurt people. His face has sharp edges and corners.
, with a beard on his chin, quite masculine; the other is Jiang Nan, although not very tall, but quite strong, with darker complexion, small eyes dangling from side to side, looking very shrewd.
The three of them were obviously acquainted with Mingying and Li Yubo, but they cast distrustful glances at me. Lingkong counted Li Yubo and me together as consultants for this operation. After hearing this, Jiang Nan
There was a look of disdain on his face, and Yang Tao didn't even look at me. Only Zhao Chen was polite and nodded lightly to show that he knew me.
In my opinion, this expedition team, which has twice as many people as Wu Xie's fat man's tomb-robbing team, is too fussy. It is just going to Jinshan, a district in Shanghai. It doesn't even leave the city, and it doesn't count as a trip.
Still exploring? If you really want to explore, shouldn't you go to places like Qixing Lu Palace, Qinling Sacred Tree or Snake Marsh Ghost City? If you want to go to Guangxi and Guizhou areas, to those remote and weird places where Miao Gu witchcraft is prevalent, then it would be even better
Exciting.
The only reason is the mysterious enemy group who shot and chased in a car. Who are they? Are they Chen Ziqi's men? If the opponent is Chen Ziqi, what kind of person is this guy with hands and eyes, who dares to fight with the old lady Yin?
Organizing a confrontation? Could it be that there is a bigger black hand behind him?
When I thought of this, I regretted the act of breaking into a house and stealing paintings that day. I had formed a relationship with such a person. If he was really pursued, it would be easy to pay for the murder. It is the Spring Festival, and many people have no idea.
People who have money back home are waiting for a big deal. It was easy to buy murder at that time. But looking at this situation, I guess without the protection of the organization, even the Laba Festival may not be able to survive.
However, I am on the road of confrontation with Chen Ziqi again, going further and further.
This road is very long. The road to Jinshan took minibuses for a full hour and a half.
Everyone was silent along the way, and the atmosphere in the car was so heavy that it made people breathless. When we arrived at Jinshan, there were less steel and concrete, and the air was obviously much better. The rare green in the urban area made people feel happy.
The car turned into a community called Shanlong Xincun Phase 3. After it stopped, a man about 35 years old, wearing a very mismatched pink T-shirt and looking like a passerby, stood on the side of the road to greet us.
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Although he waved to us enthusiastically, other people who got off the bus didn't even pay attention to him. As soon as I got off the bus, this man saw me and walked up to me as if he wanted to shake my hand.
While introducing himself: "My name is Xin Xiaoxin. I am responsible for your material supply and logistical support this time. Please give me your advice..."
Jiang Nan raised his eyebrows and said: "Xin Kong, have you seen him? You said the word "action" so easily, are you not afraid of leaking the secret?"
Xin Xiaoxin stopped, his hand still in the air, but he was stunned for a moment. Maybe he realized that he spoke too casually, but he felt aggrieved: "Didn't he come with you..."
Jiang Nan wanted to say something else, but Yang Tao pressed his chest and said, "Okay. Be respectful."
Jiang Nan glanced at Yang Tao and saw that his face was expressionless, like a wood-carved clay dummy. He was probably a little scared, and his lips moved but he said no more.
I smiled awkwardly, held Xin Xiaoxin's hand, and said, "My name is Lin You, and this one," I pointed to Li Yubo who had just gotten out of the car, "we are all consultants for this operation..."
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"Oh! You and Professor Li are both consultants, so that's Professor Lin. Hello, hello. You are young, but you know so much about the situation in Kangcheng..."
Mingying couldn't listen anymore and said loudly: "Xin Kong! Be careful with your words!"
Xin Xiaoxin let go of my hand, scratched the back of his head, and said, "Oh, look... why are you so serious?"
Zhao Chen, who had been silent next to him, suddenly said: "Ouch! Eat first! I'm hungry!"
Xin Xiaoxin quickly smiled at Zhao Chen and said: "Zhao Kong is so talented, of course he gets hungry easily, right? Let's go to the house and say that dinner is already being cooked." Seeing that everyone had indifferent expressions, he could only laugh.
Then, he led everyone towards the door of the building next to him.
This house on the 7th floor is larger than Lingkong's home, about 200 square meters, with 6 bedrooms and two living rooms. Of course, Lingkong's home is in Jing'an District, and there is definitely no comparison with the housing prices in Jinshan District. This house
Although it is large, the decoration is very simple, and most of them are rented.
I was the last one to enter, and I opened the door. The door banged loudly, attracting six eyes. I smiled embarrassedly, but found that the door latch was still standing straight outside the door frame, so I had to turn the handle and close the door.
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As soon as I entered the room, I smelled the fragrant aroma. Various dishes were already packed in packaging boxes on the table, and they were steaming. Zhao Chen clapped his hands and went over to taste them first, then picked up a piece of roast pork with thick oil and red sauce.
Put it in your mouth.
Xin Xiaoxin arranged a room for everyone, 6 rooms for 7 people. He said that he could just sit on the sofa in the living room and prioritize ensuring our sleep quality. Mingying and Zhao Chen were arranged in two rooms in the southeast corner;
Because Li Yubo had been hunted down before, he was placed next to Zhao Chen, with two rooms side by side. The three rooms to the west, from north to south, were for me, Yang Tao and Jiang Nan. Perhaps because I was the most useless one,
So I was placed in the study room next to the bathroom, closest to the entrance.
There was a small single spring bed in my room, which was really a bit useless. While I was muttering to myself why not stay in a hotel, I took out my clothes and put them in the simple wooden cabinet at the foot of the bed. I just opened the cabinet.
, a Xiaoqiang jumped out of it, I felt sick, I quickly stretched out my foot and stepped on it, and a stream of white juice flowed out. I thought it was really unlucky, so I looked everywhere for paper to wipe it with.
During dinner, Li Yubo had a long talk, retelling the history of Kangcheng that he told us at Mingying's house that day. With his beaming look and eloquent attitude, he was worthy of being a university teacher. When it came to emotional points,
The chopsticks accidentally smeared on Jiang Nan who was sitting next to him, leaving a trace of oil on his white T-shirt. Jiang Nan, who didn't have much affection for him, muttered "Cena" and stopped talking.
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After dinner, Mingying told Zhao Chen that she wanted to use the private bathroom in her room. Zhao Chen readily agreed without thinking. I returned to my room and was thinking about whether Mingying would be with her tonight.
When something happened to Zhao Chen, he received a call from Ling Kong, saying that the results of the microscope test came out and the paper in the painting was not Jingchuan paper. I said it must be peach blossom paper and it could be oiled.
After hanging up the phone, I took some peanut oil from the kitchen and ran to Li Yubo's room.
Li Yubo forgot to lock the door, so I pushed him directly in. I saw that he was holding something the size of a pocket flashlight with holes all over it, and he had headphones plugged in, as if he was listening to something, so I asked him what it was.
"mp3." Li Yubo felt a little unhappy when he saw that I couldn't even knock on the door, "What's the matter?"
"Such a thick MP3? It's rare." I said and asked him to find the piece of paper. I saw a fruit knife on the table, so I took it over and spread oil on it. It was like spreading butter on bread.
Rub the paper with the edge of a knife and put it on the table to dry.
Li Yubo watched me doing this and said casually: "Lin You, why did you want to participate in this incident?"
"You were dragged into the water. Why, you're not from the organization either?"
"I'm just a ticket holder," Li Yubo said, "I'm not familiar with these people, and they all seem difficult to deal with."
"Then how do you know that Mrs. Yin doesn't like to be disturbed at night?"
"What, you don't know? Well, you know now, don't ask, just know," he said with a wink, "Know less and live longer."
I sat back on the chair and said, "Is there any way to confirm the two stories you said you didn't know?"
"Yes." Li Yubo started talking and licked his lips, "My father told me that here in Jinshan, there is a secret underground organization that specializes in studying the history of Gukang City. The person who heads it seems to be from Wanshou Temple.
An eminent monk, but his identity is very mysterious. This organization holds a lot of materials related to the history of Jinshan, ancient Yunjian and Kangcheng. They may know those two stories. I will go back and look for this underground organization to see if I can
Asked what to write."
I listened patiently and said, "Strange, didn't you say your father knew these two things? Why is it so complicated? Just ask your father."
Li Yubo suddenly lowered his head and said, "My father was killed."
As I said my condolences, I was shocked: Could it be that Li Yubo's father is the "historian" Mingying mentioned? I wanted to see this historian, but Mingying said that he could no longer be found. Could it be that he was
Because he was silenced by that group of mysterious enemies?
No wonder Li Yubo came to participate in the operation as a consultant this time. He is not a member of the organization and most likely came to seek asylum or revenge.
On that piece of paper, some weird graphics or text appeared faintly at this time.
I looked at Li Yubo and asked, "What is this?"
He picked up the paper, looked at it carefully for a while, shook his head, and said that the ghostly drawings looked like oracle bones, maybe hieroglyphs, but I couldn't understand them anyway.
I stood up to say goodbye and left the room. Xin Xiaoxin was sitting on the sofa. When he saw me, he smiled and said, "Are the two professors talking all night long?"
I giggled and said, "Don't call me professor, I just work part-time. Is there anyone in the bathroom? I'm going to take a shower."
Xin Xiaoxin said: "No one is here. Those two buddies have already finished washing. You go ahead and I will go and wash you after you finish washing."
I nodded and went back to the room to get clothes.
After taking a shower, I felt much better. I stripped down to my underwear and was about to lift the quilt and get in when I heard a man’s frightened cry from outside the door: