I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 98 Returning
At noon the next day, Zhang Yu, who was so busy before, came to find him rarely, and spent most of the day hanging around Mei Qian's place.

This guy doesn't do any business at all, he eats melon seeds, drinks tea, and chats, as if he really has too much time to pass the time.

But Mei Qian could tell at a glance that he had something on his mind.

Otherwise, he would not often look down at his mobile phone, and it would be impossible for him to suddenly hear several footsteps patrolling back and forth outside his room door.

Moreover, when he was catching melon seeds just now, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Yu's bulging waist, and he was probably carrying a gun.

But no matter what the other party's purpose was, since he didn't take the initiative to say it, it was really hard for him to ask, so he could only pretend that he didn't know, and deal with it without saying a word.

After drinking a few pots of tea, seeing that it was almost time for dinner, the topic of conversation between the few people turned to his novel without knowing it.

"After returning home, he will start serializing novels on the Internet, and when he has time, he will publish a physical novella." Regarding the new book, he has already planned, and he has nothing to hide.

But when Zhang Yu heard the word "entity", his face stiffened for a moment, and he coughed before asking, "The novel, isn't it another tomb robbery?" He knew that the tomb robbery novel published last year was originally sold. Well done.Recently, Mei Qian's traffic has been frighteningly high, and Xia Du has indeed discovered the tomb, and now it's even sold out.

According to a piece of news he saw, Mei Qian's ranking on the list of richest writers would be a big step forward with just this book.

Some professionals estimate that Mei Qian will probably take advantage of this trend to launch a sequel, as long as it is published early, it will definitely make a lot of money.

However, this is not good news for him as a policeman.

Who told Mei that every time he wrote about tomb robbery, something would happen?

Even his team leader, Qin Sen, had speculated long ago that everything from getting an innocent identity after the car accident and publishing a novel, to being exposed as a tomb robber a few years later, and finally discovering the big tomb in Xiadu, all of this was Mei Qian's intention For that.

As long as the first and last steps are done cleanly, not to mention fame and fortune, one can earn huge wealth without any future troubles.

For a moment, Zhang Yu agreed with his captain.

At least from now on, it seems that Mei Qian earns more by writing books than by trembling tomb robbery.

Of course, this idea only flashed in his mind for a moment, and then disappeared.

Mei Qian didn't know what he was thinking, just smiled and said: "I don't dare to write the subject of tomb robbery now." Although it is a bit silly to have money and not make money, but he has self-knowledge and copied everything that should be copied. There is no inspiration, and according to his speed, it will take a few months before it is released. I am afraid that the enthusiasm has passed long ago. At that time, will the publisher dare to say anything.

"I'm going to write a novel about criminal investigation, and I may need your help." He added.

"It's easy to say!" Zhang Yu was inexplicably relieved when he heard that it was just a criminal investigation novel.

"As for the book serialized on the Internet, I'm going to write a Buddhist monk." Mei Qian squinted at him.

Zhang Yu was stunned, and asked puzzledly, "Didn't you read a book before?"

Yo, I didn't see it, this is still a loyal reader.Mei Qian smiled even more happily: "Isn't this the result of studying Buddhist scriptures recently and gaining some insights! Hey..." Suddenly the conversation changed: "What do you think I wrote about the Iron Faced Buddha?" Turning a blind eye to the surprised expression, he just stared at Zhang Yu's reaction.

But the latter just frowned, and put forward his suggestion very seriously: "The story of the Iron Faced Buddha has been badly written, so you won't engage in any other lion king or evil god?"

Mei Qian glanced at Ning Chi who was shrinking his head warningly, and then looked at Zhang Yu for a long while before withdrawing his gaze with a little disappointment: "That's right, the Iron Faced Buddha has nothing to write about. The protagonist in the first book is too aggressive and decisive. Most of the works are also like this, I am going to do the opposite, and write about a monk who is a vegetarian and keeps the precepts and does not kill people."

Zhang Yu was about to ask the protagonist who kept the precepts and did not kill people what was so interesting, but the cell phone in his arms rang at this moment.

He was refreshed, and quickly picked it up, but just as he answered, a look of joy and excitement flashed across his face, he hurriedly nodded to Mei Qian and Ning Chi, and then left quickly.

Ning Chi was a little puzzled, while Mei Qian silently began to pick up the melon seeds all over the floor.

Although Zhang Yu only had a brief sentence on the other side when answering the phone, and the voice was not loud, he could hear it clearly, and it was clearly: "I caught it."

When Zhang Yu reappeared, with a smile all over his face, he kept saying that there was something important to inform, regardless of the fact that it was already midnight.

The point is that Mei Qian was about to go to bed, so her tone was a bit unkind.

"I said, is there anything you can't talk about on the phone?"

You know, it is not easy for a writer to maintain good work and rest habits, and he has only recently changed his night owl habits again.But looking at this guy's appearance, it seems that the conversation can't be finished in a while, can this be tolerated?

However, the other party's next sentence made his sleepiness disappear instantly.

"The killer got it."

It turned out that just this afternoon, Zhang Yu released the false news that Mei Qian was about to return to Xiadu, and arranged for two policemen who were similar in stature to Mei Qian and Ning Chi to appear near the airport where an ambush had been prepared, wearing masks and sunglasses.Finally succeeded in capturing the two killers who followed.

And followed the clues, and caught a [-]-year-old boy in the task force.

Through monitoring and comparison, one of the killers was the suspect who shot and killed the old man in the hospital.

"Unfortunately, they are just hired professional killers. They don't know the person who installed the bomb at all, and they don't know who the employer is. These need to be investigated again. However, when the abandoned warehouse exploded, they all hid in an idle house. There is surveillance to prove it. The mysterious person who called you still has no clue." Zhang Yu sighed with some regret: "It seems that my speculation is correct, that person sold you."

"That is to say, I can return to Xiadu at any time?" Mei Qian raised an eyebrow.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu still didn't let go: "Coordination is needed."

"Then why don't you go away?" Mei Qian scolded and saw off the guests enthusiastically.
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I have to say that Zhang Yu is quite reliable.

Said to stay for two more days, but he really sent a notice early in the morning of the third day, Mei Qian could finally leave.

The only bad thing is that this guy actually packed his bags and followed behind like an idiot.

"No, your case is closed?" Mei Qian turned her head angrily.

"It just so happens that the captain wants me to go back, and the rest can only be handed over to the local colleagues." Zhang Yu in casual clothes spread his hands with a smile: "Besides, with me by my side, I can still protect you."

Mei Qian looked at him for a long time, then snorted, and said nothing more.

Zhang Yu's local colleagues made very thoughtful arrangements, not only buying them air tickets, but also driving them to the airport.

On the way to the airport, Mei Qian could still see the police cars stationed at various intersections, and the cars they were riding in were also stopped when they turned onto the main road out of the city.

The policeman driving the car obviously knew this special police team, but still showed his ID, even Mei Qian and the other three were not spared.

"It can't be helped. The dangerous person has not been arrested. It is estimated that this state will last for a while." After the car restarted, the policeman who was driving explained to the three people, mainly Mei Qian and Ning Chi, of course.

And on the road after that, at almost every fork in the road, you can see the special police with guns who are interrogating.

Although I have heard a few words from Zhang Yu before, but the personal experience is different.This kind of atmosphere is undoubtedly something that Mei Qian has never seen before, and it also makes him lose the relaxed mood when he just left the police station, until he got off the car to pick up his luggage, his brows were still unfurled...

　Sitting up in shock in the dying illness, a chapter of water is short and weak.

　　Calvin...

　　I solemnly recommend that I complete the novel "The Bitter Daily Life of Buddhist Salted Fish". The protagonist is a true Buddha cultivator. It may be boring, but it is definitely not watery.

　　


(End of this chapter)