I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 277

"That's it?" Mei Qian asked back, tearing off a piece of paper from the notebook she carried with her, took out a pen and quickly wrote a line and handed it over.

"Northern foot of Lishan Mountain?" Qiao Mu probably didn't expect him to be so straightforward, but he was obviously stunned when he saw the note, and he couldn't help but confirm it when he saw the content clearly: "It's consistent with what was said in the confession. , Is the interior of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor exactly the same as the description in your novel? Can you provide more information? For example, the specific location, and what is the subject matter?"

The other party must have read "Mythology" at a glance, so there is no need to say more, but Mei Qian still needs to explain a few words: "It's not my robbery tomb, how can I know so much? Anyway, when making the setting, I described it according to the topography there."

After saying that, he winked at Ning Chi and wanted to leave.

I also asked if it was different, where did I know where to go?

Qiao Mu put the note into his pocket, he seemed to know that Mei Qian might not be able to ask anything, this time he didn't try to keep them, and sent the two of them out very politely.

However, before going out, he suddenly said without thinking: "We can keep in touch in the future..."

"Huh?" Mei Qian couldn't help but stop and frown upon hearing this.

"Cough!" Qiao Mu coughed dryly, and then explained: "Team Zhang told me when he left. If you have any troubles over there, or if you need to investigate, as long as you don't violate the rules, you can come to me." , He lowered his voice again: "It's not bad this time, I know that I will call the police as soon as possible. If you give the money, you will not be able to tell in the end."

Mei Qian immediately responded with a caring and idiot look: "Can you talk? They blackmailed me for 200 million, I won't call the police and keep him?"

It is true that he also understood the deep meaning of the other party's nonsense.

But now, he is too lazy to care about and distinguish.

With a sneer, he strode away.

The distance between the third detachment of the criminal police and the villa complex is not too far, but it may take at least half an hour to drive.

After Mei Qian got into the car, she didn't have the intention of chatting with Ning Chi, she leaned her head on the back seat and fell asleep.

At the same time, his brain was working rapidly. ,

You also need to think carefully about how to face possible troubles in the future.

This trouble does not seem to be official as previously envisioned.

At least, there is no big movement from the police, and it is safe for the time being.

In fact, just seeing Qiao Mu, Mei Qian thought that the police had learned something, for example, some strange corpses were found in the sea, and criminal evidence such as his contact with some missing people was found in the surveillance.

Unexpectedly, the other party only asked about the location of Emperor Qin's Mausoleum.

When he started writing "Mythology", he didn't even think about hiding it. The reason why he didn't directly write it in the novel was because he was afraid that someone would actually find the tomb according to the content.

Of course, I also have some evil intentions, and I want to torment these policemen.

Unexpectedly, the police did not toss about, and people dug out the terracotta warriors and horses in such a short period of time.

Yes, the severed hand used as evidence, needless to say, is made of material, but its size is no different from the palm of an ordinary person.

When Mei Qian first saw it, the first thing that came to mind was the terracotta warriors.

Whether it's a coincidence or a deliberate search, it's only a matter of time before the terracotta warriors and horses are exposed.

Not to mention that Qin Shihuang existed in the history of the world itself, and various folk speculations and conjectures about Qin Huang's mausoleum are widely spread.

Even if there is no such person as Emperor Shihuang here, after he wrote "Mythology", the system will be created sooner or later.

Therefore, someone dug it out, and Mei Qian, who already knew the system quite well, was not surprised at all.

However, what is surprising is that this time he was not as slow-witted as the previous few times. He only saw the relevant news on the Internet media or the news when the incident became serious. Instead, someone came to contact him immediately.

Even, the person hiding behind the scenes sent him some kind of information through the two hundred and five.

I just don't know what the other party has mastered?
Is it a video material like the ancient Western Regions, or a photo of someone participating in tomb robbery?

Of course, it could also simply be defrauding him.

There are thousands of thoughts in my mind, and I can only come to this conclusion.

Really annoying.

Mei secretly swore that if it really got to the point where she couldn't clean up and had to run away, she would definitely not make it easier for those people.

As he was gnashing his teeth, he was suddenly distracted by the scent wafting in from the car window. Looking outside, it turned out that the car was passing by the night market near the neighborhood.

"Stop!" He ordered immediately.

Well, there are too few clues at present, and it is useless to think too much. It is better to be still than to move. Let's try to be as clear as possible.

As Qiao Mu said, I haven't gone out for more than 40 days, but it's actually good to go shopping...

It is already around ten o'clock at night, but for people living in the metropolis, the nightlife has just begun, and with the evening wind blowing comfortably, there are quite a few people going out.

At the moment of nightfall, some people in this fast-paced modern city are still busy, running around for their lives.More people have entered leisure mode.

The main street is in order, but there are mobile vendors everywhere at the entrance of the subway station and in the alleys, and you can smell the aroma of various snacks from a long distance.

There are also roadside shops that carry tables and chairs outside, and they are filled with people in no time, and the sight is full of hustle and bustle.

After parking the car, Mei Qian and Ning Chi also sat in a crowded restaurant, ordered grilled skewers and crayfish, but did not order wine.

Ning Chi can't drink while driving, but Mei Qian can't drink by himself.

When things were on the table, Mei Qian's ears moved suddenly, and her eyes naturally turned to the next table.

"The "Scorching Sun" just now is very good. I heard it was written by Mei Qian." A little sister said to her companion while lowering her head to play with her mobile phone.

"Mei Qian's writing skills are pretty good. He's quite prolific this year, and he's written a lot of scripts. If they're all at this level, it's worth watching." The companion is also a pretty girl, although she's also a low-headed person. Talking is also beaming.

Obviously, these two girls came out of the movie theater opposite, and they watched the movie that Mei Qian participated in.

After eating a meal, she could hear someone praise herself, so the corners of Mei Qian's mouth raised unconsciously.

However, before the smile appeared on his face, he heard the little girl continue: "It's just that she looks too ordinary, and she is still violent. It's a pity."

"Pfft!" Mei Qian's face froze, and he was about to make some expressions to cover up his embarrassment, but Ning Chi on the other side had already sprayed out the drink that had been put into his mouth, so he quickly turned his head away, not letting the saliva splash on the table, Otherwise, you must be beaten.

Angrily glaring at the guilty younger brother, turning around, Mei Qian picked up a skewer of mutton on the iron plate handed over by the boss, with a vicious look on his face, but didn't look aside again.

But just as a skewer was in his belly, when he was about to take the big kidney on the plate, Ning Chi suddenly called out again: "Brother, it's on fire."

Following the other party's line of sight, Mei Qian saw raging flames and thick smoke rising from the hillside in the distance.Vaguely, you can still hear the roar of fire engines, it seems that the fire is not small.

"I looked in that direction, why does it seem to be our house?" Ning Chi asked a little uneasily after identifying the direction.

Mei Qian was stunned, stood up and looked at the fire, studied for a long time before shaking his head: "Probably not." After speaking, he sat down again, continued to deal with the skewers on the table, and explained while eating: "Didn't you check before going out?" , Is everything normal? We haven’t started a fire recently, the gas tank is empty, the electrical circuit is brand new, and there is no natural gas pipeline, how could it catch fire?”

But at this point, there was an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
Glancing at Ning Chi on the opposite side, he felt that the elder brother's style should not be lost, and he still insisted: "It's okay, continue to eat, even if it is true, there is still insurance."

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, the phone in his arms rang.

Seeing that the caller ID was the property, Mei Qian dropped the half-eaten skewers to the ground.

Sure enough, when the phone was connected, the first sentence on the other side was: "Mr. Mei, where are you? Your house is on fire..."

(End of this chapter)