Jiang Yue chatted with Yang Guowei for a while and then hung up the phone.
At two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yue and Zhao Yingying boarded the plane back to Binhai.
Three hours later, Zhao Yingying and Jiang Yue arrived at Binhai Airport. Mu Qingxue personally drove to pick them up. Then the three of them arrived directly at Zhao Yingying's residence near Binhai University.
It was a very ordinary residential building with a very clean interior. It was shared by Zhao Yingying and her classmates.
However, not long after the three of them entered the room, they heard a wheezing and gasping sound coming from the next room. The sound was quite loud, and several people could hear it clearly.
"Is there anyone else living here?" Jiang Yue asked doubtfully.
"Well, one of my college classmates and her boyfriend." Zhao Yingying looked a little embarrassed.
In fact, it was the sound of Zhao Yingying opening the door that woke up the couple next door. They were using this method to vent their dissatisfaction.
After entering Zhao Yingying's room, Jiang Yue discovered that it was only a room of about ten square meters, with only a single bed, a bookshelf and a wardrobe. Although it looked simple, it was very neat and almost spotless.
Zhao Yingying didn't say much. She sat directly in front of the small table, opened the drawer, and took out a delicate small box. After opening it, there was a bronze rectangular pendant with a jade rabbit hollowed out on it. It looked like
It's lifelike and very exquisite.
"This is the necklace my brother gave me." Zhao Yingying handed the necklace to Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue took it and after studying it carefully, he discovered the mystery. Then he pressed the Jade Rabbit's ear with his hand. He heard a snapping sound and a gap opened at the top of the pendant. He twisted it gently and hung it.
The pendant was divided into two parts, and in the center, a small paper scroll appeared.
The paper scroll was very small, barely thicker than a toothpick. After unfolding the paper scroll, Jiang Yue found that there was no text on it, only rows of small holes, every four or five small holes were divided into sections, densely packed occupying the entire paper scroll.
Jiang Yue asked with some confusion, "Is this Morse code?"
Zhao Yingying took the paper scroll with some surprise, then scratched it with her finger, nodded and said, "Yes, it's Morse code. Wait a moment, I can untie it." After saying that, she took out a bottle from the drawer.
Ink, and a copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War.
Just when Jiang Yue and Mu Qingxue were confused, Zhao Yingying applied ink on the paper scroll, and the slender holes soon became clear.
Taking out a pen and paper, Zhao Yingying marked numerous numbers on the paper based on Morse code. Then she opened Sun Tzu's Art of War and flipped through it. It didn't take long before a row of words was written on the paper.
"Binhe East Road, Hua Xia Bank, locker No. 369, password six one." Zhao Yingying put the cracked code in front of Jiang Yue.
After Jiang Yue received the cracked code, he didn't say anything and left with Mu Qingxue and Zhao Yingying. After all, not only was there no place to sit here, it was even inconvenient to talk. Most importantly, they had no reason to be there.
There I heard the passionate screams of the young couple next door.
An hour and a half later, the three of them had breakfast and arrived at Hua Xia Bank on Binhai East Road.
Soon, everyone found locker No. 369, pressed the password, and opened the door of the locker. There was only a thick book inside, which looked very old.