I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Mei Qian suddenly didn't know what to say.

In fact, as soon as Zhang Yu opened his mouth, he realized that something was wrong.

At the beginning, he chose to use the branch pulled from Zhang Yu's head as a weapon to kill people, purely to vent his anger.

After all, when it comes to means of revenge, there is nothing better than an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

It's not that he didn't notice the blood on the branch. He even secretly wiped it with a tissue. Nothing to check.

What's more, after throwing the unlucky guy into the swarm, he waited for the other person to be eaten before turning around and leaving. He felt that the ending was quite clean, at least afterwards, he was proud of it for a while.

Later, because of Zhao Jun's relationship, the whole thing went wrong.But seeing the brigade of special police entering the arena with his own eyes, and after experiencing the continuous explosion, he was even more relieved.

This time, all the traces were really eliminated, and it became a death without proof.

Well, he was only sentenced to two months of probation to prove it.

It's a pity that after such a toss, the blood on the branch was not contaminated and could be detected. I didn't expect that the police's work would be so meticulous...

The guy who co-authored Zhang Yu lost contact for so many days, didn't he go to do a task to handle the case, but was censored?

But what can Mei Qian do?
He could only pretend to be stupid and said, "Your blood is on the branch? You also went to that cave last year? When did you get injured?"

Zhang Yu said slowly: "I'm also surprised. I didn't go to Dongshan last summer at all. How did the blood come from? Someone brought the blood there on purpose. To frame me, they dragged people into the water?" However, when talking , his eyes fixed on the opposite side.

Mei Qian frowned in dissatisfaction: "Don't look at me like that, do you think I did it?" After a pause, he snorted coldly: "I remember that you were only injured at the beginning of the year last year, and I couldn't touch your wound. There was a car accident in Xia Tian, ​​although I was there, but you were not injured, how did you get your blood? Could it be that the identification result was wrong?"

His tone was very tough. In fact, his brain had already started to run fast, thinking about how to fool the other party's questioning.

To be honest, Mei Qian has seen through it now, no matter what new clues the police have, whether it is enough to get him in again, it doesn't feel strange, and she has long been mentally prepared.

But his friend's questioning inevitably made him feel ashamed. He thought he acted meticulously, but because of his own luck, he caused the other party to get into trouble. Who should bear the blame?
Unfortunately, this matter cannot be told to the other party at all.

How to say?Could it be that, yes, I avenged you with the branch that almost killed you, please don't thank me?
Leaving aside Zhang Yu's belief or not, how would the other party react afterwards?

Report it directly, someone must be unlucky, don't escape from prison, just shoot him.

If he concealed it, then he was the one who really dragged him into the water.

But when Mei Qian was racking his brains to think of a solution, he didn't expect that after hearing his sophistry, Zhang Yu only touched his bruised forehead and sighed in a low voice: "Maybe, maybe it's really wrong." See It looks like he really believed it.

After Mei Qian was slightly taken aback, she got busy with tea, pushed the cup over, pointed at the other person's face, and asked curiously: "How did your injury come from?" Then suddenly realized: "Oh, I said, why did you take so long? Couldn’t get in touch, could it be that they’ve been censored?” At this point, he clicked his tongue again: “If you say it’s your own people who are ruthless, you’ve even used torture to extract confessions.”

"Where did you get a confession by torture?" Zhang Yu twitched his mouth, and said displeasedly: "From the perspective of time, this matter is actually not related to me, so it was over after only two days of review, so as not to ruin our reputation. "

"In my impression, what good reputation do you have?" Mei Qian sneered, then widened her eyes, gasped, and then sighed: "Sister-in-law is worthy of being a hero among women..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Yu covered half of his face, and hastily denied: "I did this when I was arresting the suspect, and it has nothing to do with her." But after receiving the playful look from the other side, he said helplessly: "I was censored , Somehow, the news spread that there is something wrong with my life style..."

Mei Qian: "..."

Fortunately, he reacted quickly so that the tea he had just swallowed didn't spout out.

But still a little choked, coughed several times, and then asked carefully: "Are you okay now?"

"What's the matter? I don't want to argue with her." Zhang Yu replied stiffly.

Probably because he didn't want to get entangled in this topic, he started to look around, and finally his eyes fell on the computer screen in the distance. After a moment of surprise, he said in surprise: "Criminal profiling? Murder? Good guy, how dare you now?" write these?"

"Why don't you dare?" Mei Qian replied casually, her eyes casually glanced out of the window.

He swears, when the outside surveillance will disappear, when will he end writing on this kind of subject, really, he Mei someone said.

But then, his eyes froze, and he turned his head to look at the monitor behind him.

You know, this study room is very big, and the sofa they are sitting on is more than five meters away from the computer. At this distance, they can still read the small characters on the document. Mei Qian can do it, but Zhang Yu His eyesight is so good?

He couldn't help but began to look at the other party again, and after a long time he frowned and said, "You can see it from so far away?"

"Impossible!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu shook his head: "Your Maomao has taken a criminal investigation script and is looking for investment everywhere in the past two days. Isn't that hard to guess?"

"It's also..." Mei Qian suddenly smiled: "You and the police must be very clear about my actions now." However, when he was speaking, his eyes still fell on the computer desk in the distance from time to time...

"I'm on vacation recently, let's have a good drink together in a few days..."

Zhang Yu seemed to come here just to check on Mei Qian's situation, and asked a question by the way, he didn't even mention the video that has caused a lot of noise recently, he just put this sentence down, and put on the mask he snatched from Mei Qian's hand. Mask, hurriedly left the villa.

When the back of the other party could no longer be seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Mei Qian ignored the curious Ning Chi and returned to the study.

Without even closing the door, he sat directly in front of the computer, scrolling the mouse wheel, causing the text on the document to turn into pieces of afterimages.

After a long time, he sighed and muttered to himself: "Could it be the reason for the two Great Return Pills? There won't be any side effects?"

Obviously, there is a big difference between guessing and saying exactly what is on the document...
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The next few days were calm and calm, Mei Qian even postponed the two symposiums, and focused on rushing to draft. Finally, the first season of "Dark Man" on the computer was finished.

As for "Mythology", I'm still stumbling, and I don't know why. I am obviously inspired to write other things, but as soon as I open the "Mythology" file, I feel awkward to write whatever I want.

After lunch, Ning Chi brought a large box from the guard, took out various blades from it, and complained.

"Brother, your blade can be used in the next life, find a place to sell it!"

After a long time, Mei Qian had a look of helplessness: "Why don't we open a shop?"

"good idea……"

After talking nonsense for a long time, Mei Qian finally finished his after-dinner tea and lazily re-entered the study.

Sitting in front of the computer, I don't know what to write next.

Thinking of the blade downstairs, he suddenly had some ideas.

Now that the system has been upgraded, try Xianxia again?
But forget it today, let's play games.

So, this day is spent in the game.

When night fell and Mei Qian was lying on the bed and starting to prepare his next novel in a quiet environment, a WeChat message from Maomao disrupted his relatively peaceful life again.

The phone rang, originally Mei Qian didn't intend to pay attention to it, but when he saw that the speaker was Mao Mao, he immediately sat up.

At this time, Maomao had already gone to bed for a beauty sleep, if something serious had not happened, she would never have sent him a message at this time.

Unlock the phone, there is only a link on it.

After casually clicking on the news above, Mei Qian didn't feel sleepy anymore.

"It's not over, is it?"

He cursed bitterly, then threw his phone on the ground as if venting his anger.

That is to say, the quality of the mobile phone is good, and it bounced off the floor for a long distance without even breaking the screen.

I saw that what appeared on the screen was a photo of a snow mountain and a large paragraph of text below.

Black titles stand out in bedrooms at night.

"Man-made traces were found after the avalanche in Baishan Mountain. Experts speculate that they are ancient tombs, which may become strong evidence that Mei Qian is a tomb robber"