Three hundred and ninetieth chapters stolen cultural relics
Fang Ping...
Why do you feel this name is so familiar for some reason?
Putting aside the weird thoughts in his heart, Cheng Lin generously stretched out his hand and shook it. Then he smiled and said, "Jiusi, Cheng Lin."
If the word "Jiusi" was nothing, then the name "Cheng Lin" really made Fang Ping a little surprised.
Just as he was about to praise his good name, suddenly, he saw one of the students standing behind An Ran step out, "So it's you."
The voice was very crisp, with a good tone, soft yet bold. When he turned his head and looked around, he saw a girl with short hair.
She has a round face, short hair, and the school uniform of Lingxiu No. 7 is very close-fitting. Her curves are... not bad, and her chest is flat.
His eyes are very calm, his appearance is pretty, and he has nothing to do with moderation. His biggest feature is probably his big mouth, with the corners of his mouth spread far apart, but closed very tightly.
Subconsciously, Cheng Lin judged that the other party was not a "big mouth" person.
"Do you know each other?" Fang Fang looked surprised.
"Netizen." The short-haired girl responded briefly, then looked at Cheng Lin and introduced herself, "I am Kung Pao Chicken."
silence.
Next to him, Fang Ping, the person in charge of the hall, and the other students from the Seventh Academy looked at each other.
A fat student standing in the back muttered to him: "When did the squad leader change his name? Or is he a compound surname?"
"Are you stupid? That's obviously a code."
The other party also whispered and whispered.
Cheng Lin was a little embarrassed. It's a nickname. It's not a problem for people to call it on the Internet, but when it comes to reality, there's always an inexplicable shame.
Stretching out his hand, he pursed his lips and asked, "What's your real name?"
"Wu Shushan," the short-haired girl responded briefly. She looked at Cheng Lin's outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and did not hold it. She just added, "The bundle of restraints, the belated arrival of Shan."
There are really countless mountains...
Cheng Lin retracted his hand slightly embarrassed, thinking that this classmate Wu seemed to have a cold personality.
He didn't care, he was just curious.
The team leader Fang next to him looked at it, laughed, and said, "So this is the netizen you were talking about, Junior Sister Wu? It's fate, what? How about I give you half a day off? You guys go out to hang out?"
Fang Ping winked and said, this expression completely ruined the masculine attitude he had just shown.
Cheng Lin stood aside and smiled without saying a word, but he keenly caught the title of "Junior Sister".
This word sounds like a line from a costume drama, but in fact, it is quite commonly used. In ordinary schools, different grades are usually called "senior" or "school girl", which is relatively modern.
When we arrived at the Spiritual Training College, or in the special system, probably to differentiate ourselves from ordinary schools, the terms "senior brother" and "junior sister" were implemented.
"It seems that Team Leader Fang is also a graduate of the Seventh Academy. He was in the first class. We are all about the same age, so the relationship seems to be relatively harmonious. Well... rough calculation, it should not be more than 10 years since he graduated.
Three months, he has already taken up the position of team leader in such a short period of time... It seems that he is really not an ordinary person."
He was making secret calculations in his heart, but remained calm on the outside.
Just look at Wu Shushan.
After Fang Ping said this, the other students also laughed secretly, as if they were making noises. Of course, they were well-intentioned.
Although there is a lot of openness these days, young people are no longer as prone to blushing and shyness as they were in the last century, but after all they are not as bad as in the West. If you have a conservative upbringing, you may feel embarrassed, but if you are open-minded, you may smile openly.
Try to solve the problem.
However, the short-haired girl's reaction was rather dull: "The mission is important."
Task?
This was the second time Cheng Lin heard this word from the other party. She had said that she was doing a task in the group before, but this time she mentioned it again, which aroused Cheng Lin's curiosity.
Hearing her say this, the students next to him also stopped smiling.
Even Team Leader Fang, who had successfully risen to the position at a young age, frowned and looked a little worried.
But then he said helplessly: "I don't have a clue about this yet. You are just running around blindly following me. It's nothing to take a vacation."
Cheng Lin hesitated for a moment, but finally could not suppress his curiosity.
Pretending to be casual, he asked: "Since I have a mission, I won't bother you... Well, I don't know what the mission is? What I mean is that maybe I can provide some help. After all, we are all in the same spirit...
Of course, it doesn’t matter if it’s not convenient to tell you, I’m just a little curious.”
After hearing what he said, Team Leader Fang sighed.
He made a gesture and led a few people to the corner of the mission hall, and then said with a wry smile: "It's not a secret mission. It's not convenient for ordinary people to disclose it to the public, but it doesn't matter to our own people."
"Actually, this is a report our team 2 received recently... Well, it's a very serious case, involving casual cultivators, and it's about the theft of cultural relics."
"Cultural relics stolen?" Cheng Lin was stunned for a moment.
"That's right," Team Leader Fang said sadly, "When you come to Chang'an, you should know about the Terracotta Warriors and Horses pit, right?"
"Of course I know, I still want to have time to go around."
"There's nothing to see, it's just a big pit, not interesting, and there are a lot of scammers in the tourism industry," Team Leader Fang complained first, and then said, "The case happened over there. Specifically, there was a
The general's figurines were stolen."
"What?"
Cheng Lin was surprised.
General Terracotta Warriors... This is one type of terracotta warriors and horses. As the name suggests, they are senior generals. They are very few in number and their value is much higher than ordinary terracotta warriors. Especially as a national first-class cultural relic, the cultural value here is difficult to use.
Qian came to estimate, and Cheng Lin vaguely remembered something he had heard before. It was said that when the Terracotta Warriors and Horses were just excavated in the last century, someone ran into the archaeological team's yard and stole the head of a general, but was later caught.
Ate a gun.
Of course, by now, it may not be life-threatening, but it is a serious crime that requires a long prison sentence and is definitely unavoidable.
"Yes, according to the clues we have so far, the thief is a cultivator, and there is a high probability that he is not a local monk, but a wanderer committing crimes. This incident has attracted great attention. Because it happened in our defense area, the case is on our shoulders.
Group 2 is involved, and we have been investigating this matter recently. I came here to ask the mission hall to pay attention to it, and I also came here to issue a mission."
When Team Leader Fang said this, he pointed to the big screen in the middle of the hall.
Cheng Lin turned around and saw a line of newly released tasks rolling up:
"Those who seek clues about the theft of the generals' terracotta warriors and provide clues will be rewarded with a minimum of 500,000 yuan after verification, or training resources of the same value, with no upper limit."
…
Seeing this line of words, "rich young man" Cheng Lin subconsciously swallowed and his eyes lit up.
"Team Leader Fang, can you tell me more about this clue mission?"
Withdrawing his gaze, Cheng Lin looked at Fang Ping with sincere eyes.