The Underworld Detective

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Officer Cui was still not assured that we went to the archeological team and said that we would accompany him, so he called and asked the director for instructions.

After a long fight, I didn't talk about it. I said to Song Xingchen: "I and Xiaotao leave first, and you will come with them later."

Song Xingchen cautioned: "Be careful on the road!"

Leaving the Public Security Bureau, Huang Xiaotao asked, "You didn't even ask your address, where are you going?"

I smiled slightly: "The note is not very clear. Dagang Village must be near there. The archeological team must move a lot of materials and ask the truck driver to ask."

I opened the mobile phone map and found the nearest truck station. After a while inquiring, a driver said that he was just going to send a batch of things there, and he could take us for a ride, which just saved the fare.

We got on his light truck, walked, the sky was dark, and a bright light appeared in the distance. When he came near and found a large march, the driver asked, "The two are also archaeological teams?"

I replied, "No ..."

Huang Xiaotao gave me a shot and motioned me not to talk about handling the case. I immediately changed my mind: "We are the cultural relics management department."

"Oh, I want to wake up to two people. This tomb is a bit weird. I heard that it was haunted. Didn't two migrant workers die a while ago? A lot of migrant workers are scared away. You must be careful." Road.

"Thank you, we will be careful." I nodded.

Get out of the car, people are eating here, migrant workers are surrounded by a large pot, archeologists are surrounded by a large pot, and everything they eat is the same.

When a stranger broke in, an old man with spectacles and gray hair put down the chopsticks and came over, asking politely, "What are you doing?"

Huang Xiaotao showed his credentials and said succinctly, "We are here to investigate the murder case here."

"Oh, it's Comrade Public Security, disrespectful ... Why did you come here so late, have you eaten?"

I honestly said, "No!"

The old man looked a little embarrassed, and it was probably just polite, and he had to slap his hand: "If you don't hate it, just take a bite here, boiled pickled cabbage and rice porridge. I don't know if they can get used to it."

I smiled: "Yes, yes, I haven't asked you how to call it?"

"The surname is Sima, with a single name. I am a professor of archeology at Yunling University, specializing in the history of the five generations and ten countries." Professor Sima said and took out the "Certificate of Archaeological Excavation Group Qualification" issued by the State Cultural Relics Bureau. I glanced.

I said, "Professor Sima, we have a relentless invitation. Considering that this place is basically isolated from the outside world, and weird incidents occur frequently, we want to stay here for a few days to facilitate the solution of the case."

Professor Sima frowned, seemingly not welcome us, Huang Xiaotao added: "We only solve the case, we will not interfere with your archeological actions."

"No, no, this is not the case. There is a life case here. Everyone is upset. There are two police officers sitting here. I naturally welcome with both hands. The conditions are more difficult. I hope the two will not disappoint."

It seemed that Professor Sima was quite able to speak, and I waved my hand: "No problem, yes, we are five."

"Okay, we have extra tents here. I'll arrange them!"

By the way, Professor Sima called a young man named Luo Shuzhong. He wore black-rimmed glasses and wore a red scarf around his neck like a western cowboy. I heard that we were going to live here, and his eyes were not very welcome. , But still went to set up a tent for us.

Professor Sima took us to dinner and introduced us by the way. There were seven people in the archeological team, and the other six were graduate students of Professor Sima. When I heard that the police were going to live here, the reactions were mixed, and most of them welcomed them.

We ate a meal of white rice porridge and bacon cabbage. The taste was not bad. The chair we sat in was a wooden crate for storing supplies. The stroke in the wilderness was very big. After eating a meal, it hurt my head.

I lamented: "Field archaeology is not easy!"

A girl with a pink bow on her head said, "Well, it ’s ten days and a half months to drill into the mountains. The wind blows the sun. Like our girls, their skin is not maintained, and they often tan like Africans. No one knows me when I get back to school. "

Another girl with a ponytail echoed: "I honestly regret studying this subject, and I'm tired and have no future. I already knew that I would do literature research."

Professor Sima scolded: "Ziyi, Madoka, what are you talking about? Our field archeology team is the front line of archeological work! Without our unearthed cultural relics and literature, all archeology is zero and we must have a sense of mission."

Ponytail said with a grinning tongue, "Professor, we didn't say we want to give up anymore, and we don't want to complain anymore."

The bowtie also said, "That is, if you don't vent it often, you will get sick. Do you have the heart to see that we have a mental illness before we graduate?"

Several boys were also laughing, and Professor Sima sighed: "This group of post-90s children!"

I asked: "I heard Officer Cui say that there are some weird incidents here, can you elaborate?"

Professor Sima explained: "It's not strange to see strangeness, and it's self-defeating. I think these are mostly caused by psychological factors. As soon as you mention any ancient tombs or zombies, everyone will easily think of crooked places, especially now that there are some bad novels. Fake, as a staunch materialist, I don't believe this. "

The ponytail interjected: "Professor, you don't believe it! But there was a tongue that licked my hand that night. It was true."

"And still, there seems to be a woman crying in the tomb at night!"

The young people talked openly, and these were similar to what Officer Cui said. At this time, Luo Shuzhong returned and sat down to light a flue: "These are the curses of the tomb master!"

"What?" I asked curiously.

Professor Sima yelled: "Don't talk blindly!"

Luo Shuzhong still insisted on saying that he told us that a stone was dug on the day of the tomb opening, which wrote many words cursing the grave robbers, and then weird incidents continued to occur.

Professor Sima coughed: "This is a common anti-theft method in ancient tombs. It is to sing curse words on the door of the tomb to scare outsiders. As a firm materialist, I don't believe this."

Luo Shuzhong sneered sneer: "You always have a mouthful of materialism. I think that is self-consolation. There are many events in the world that cannot be explained by materialism, such as the curse of Tutankhamun, such as the Ming Dynasty Apocalypse. "

"Fuck me again!" Professor Sima stood up angrily and left.

Everyone blamed Luo Shuzhong for annoying the professor. Luo Shuzhong murmured: "Two lives have been killed now. Why do you deceive yourself? Do n’t you admit that you do n’t understand, it is science ... Comrade Police, you What about? "

I said: "There is no right to speak without investigation, let's investigate it first!"

When we got up, Luo Shuzhong asked us if we had luggage, so he took it into the tent. Huang Xiaotao said no.

"This trip is too anxious, I haven't bought many daily necessities. I'll call Sun Bingxin to catch it!" Huang Xiaotao said.