I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Even if Mei Qian seldom uses his brain when writing, he doesn't have the energy to start a new book now.

So he's stuck in the hotel, really trying to write that "Iron Mask."

However, he didn't know whether it was because of the sudden addition of a layer of "touching the scene" BUFF on his body, or the dog system was making up the settings, and there were a lot of memories in his mind that made him feel the same.

His thoughts are surging, and the code words are full of inspiration, but they are disorganized and need to be sorted out carefully.

He wasn't worried about the end of the novel, because another incident diverted the attention of most fans.

I don't know which idiot actually leaked the news that he was staying at the Rugui Hotel when he discovered the body hidden in the water tank.

As a result, his novels became very reasonable. Book reviews that gloated and comforted his misfortune instantly drowned out posts scolding him, and many fans sympathized with him.

Despite Mei Qian's efforts to popularize science, Rugui Hotel's tap water uses pumps, which are two different things from the fire water tank where the corpse was found. He has never drank corpse water at all.

It's a pity that the effect is very little, and the people who are interested in the fun are not the truth at all...

However, as the text was smoothed out bit by bit, his novel finally resumed updating.

Early this morning, Mei Qian woke up full of energy, washed up, and sent out three days' worth of manuscripts all at once. This time, everyone was satisfied.

According to the pattern of the previous few days, Mei Qian was actually still sleeping at this point in time, but today was different, he ordered a breakfast provided by the hotel on a rare occasion.

Looking at the mobile phone while eating has almost become a habit of modern people, and he is naturally not exempt from it.

With a scratchy face, he did not forget to chat with people on Weiwei.

Among them, Mao Mao has the most information, followed by Ning Chi, and the topics are all related to this trip.

Apparently, the photos he posted on social media convinced the two assistants that he was really traveling, and he seemed a lot more relieved.

As for Zhang Yu, apart from occasionally seeing comments under a few photos, he doesn't reply to text messages, doesn't answer calls, and he has business trips if he wants to.

Since the improvement of his physical fitness, this guy has obviously lived more. He runs around all over the place, and he doesn't know what he is busy with.

Although there are many opportunities to make meritorious deeds, this kind of bad luck is also famous.

I really can't tell if it's good or bad to give him so much Dahuan Dan!

Of course, Mei Qian is still busy with her own affairs today, and has no intention of interfering in other people's lives.

There was plenty of sunshine outside, and it looked like a hot day, but even so, he put down the bowl and went out early...
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Mei Qian, a backpacker, is extremely free, and can basically be regarded as a nocturnal, day and night upside down.

But other people can't, like Lu Dafei, Mei Qian sleeps, his police officers are responsible for security, to prevent "accidents" like Rugui Hotel from happening again.

When Mei Qian goes to the streets, she must also ensure that the target cannot escape the monitoring.

In one sentence, people eat, they watch, people sleep, they stand.

Ordinary team members are fine. After all, they work in two shifts, and everyone is quite energetic.

Lu Dafei, who was in charge of these tasks, was in trouble. Although a lot of work was handed over to his deputy, he seemed to be able to sleep peacefully, but the progress of the case made him toss and turn so hard that he couldn't sleep at all.

Especially after every remote video meeting, he felt that his hair fell a lot.

And this situation has improved a little after receiving strength supplements. At least, he doesn't have to bear the pressure of going up the peak alone.

Therefore, Ma Cheng, the deputy team leader who came to decentralize power, is quite welcome.

This morning, Lu Dafei and a group of police officers were also eating noodles, which were the same style as Mei Qian.

Maybe the plastic bowls in their hands are not as delicate, and the noodles are a bit bent, not to mention the lack of sugar and garlic, but the taste is almost exactly the same.

Lu Dafei finished his share in two or three bites, only to find out that Ma Cheng, the deputy team leader who had just joined yesterday, was not there.

After thinking about it, he took out the unopened one overnight, walked to a corner on the same floor, knocked on the door, and went in after getting a reply.

This is also a single room, which is much smaller than the suite he lived in. He also came here when he made the reservation last night.

Unexpectedly, in just one night, the layout of the room has changed drastically.

There are piles of archives and ancient books on the TV cabinet, the tea tray on the coffee table is gone, replaced by old newspapers, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are completely covered by a huge map of Yangcheng.

Ma Cheng was leaning on the sofa, looking down at a newspaper in the turbulent years of the last century, at a very fast speed, not reading, but seemed to be looking for some key words in it.

"Let's eat noodles, it's delicious." Lu Dafei greeted.

Ma Cheng thanked him, and quickly took the bowl and chopsticks. He might be really hungry, so he tore open the plastic bag inside and started eating.

While eating, he was also staring at the huge map.

"Do you have a clue?" Lu Dafei asked.

"Still looking for it!" Ma Cheng ate two noodles that had softened with chopsticks. He probably felt that something was missing. He reached out and took out a head of garlic from the travel bag next to him. After rubbing it with his fingers a few times, there was a lot more in the bowl. A snow-white garlic clove, I picked up the whole clove with chopsticks and stuffed it into my mouth with a satisfied face.

The corner of Lu Dafei's mouth twitched, he forced himself to turn his head, and continued to look at the map. Of course he also had the map of Yangcheng, and the one in front of him had been densely marked with red pens.Each red circle represents the place where the target Mei Qian arrives and stays.

He also made similar marks, but he soon discovered the difference, because the large area between the seaside and Yangcheng was almost completely covered.

And these places, Mei Qian has never set foot in Yangcheng.

Seeing this, he couldn't help being stunned.

Over there, Ma Cheng even drank the soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth, and stood in front of the map, muttering: "You said, Beizhuang, seventy miles south of Yangcheng, which era does this Yangcheng refer to?" Yangcheng."

With the arrival of Ma Cheng, the task force also received more intelligence support.

Of course, for the sake of confidentiality, only the chief and deputy team leaders know about the fact that an undercover police officer left Mei Qian's last words.

Ma Cheng's confusion has been bothering Lu Dafei since yesterday, not just them. Anyone who knows about this matter has been full of interest in Yangcheng in recent days.

It's a pity that the information in just one sentence is too vague.

It stands to reason that since a letter can be left behind, the undercover police officer will always have time to explain, but this is the only passage.

Either the undercover agent doesn't know the meaning of this sentence, or is there some hidden secret or scruples that makes the other party dare not say more?
Lu Dafei temporarily put aside his extra thoughts and turned his attention to Ma Cheng: "What do you think?"

"I don't think it should be the current geographical location. Because of the place name Beizhuang, I asked my local colleagues, and no one had heard of it. It must have been so long ago that one generation or even several generations have lost their memory. Then It’s troublesome, because Yangcheng has been expanded many times, and the area to the south of the city has become larger.”

"Could this sentence refer to the ancient city of Yang, the coordinates of an ancient tomb?" Lu Dafei also expressed his speculation.

"I'm afraid we have to ask Mei Qian about it." Ma Cheng laughed suddenly.

But Lu Dafei sighed: "Mei Qian knows we are following, probably..."

But before he finished speaking, the door of the room was pushed open by a strong force.

"Lu Da, something happened, Mei Qian was lost..."