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"How come this team is so different... According to the information over there, they did not conduct any regular investigation at the Sichuan Heroes Cemetery. Instead, they lit incense, as if they were holding some strange ceremony. This is simply ridiculous!"

The deputy director was also puzzled by this, but his insights on this matter were deeper than Lin Xia's: "No matter what, the case is now handled by the 788 Exploration Team, no matter how ridiculous it is, it is their business. The joint task force must not relax. From this point of view, the 788 Exploration Team obviously has no hope of solving the case, and the final burden will fall on your shoulders. You must hurry up to investigate and get as many effective clues as possible. Once the 788 Exploration Team fails, it will be your chance to show your ability!"

After hearing this, Lin Xia nodded firmly and said, "Leader, there is news from Sichuan that the 788 Exploration Team is on the way to Gansu. I am a little worried that their presence will affect the progress of our investigation..."

The deputy director did not take it seriously and waved his hand, saying, "You don't have to worry about this, just investigate according to your plan. We are not the only ones paying attention to the 788 Exploration Team. With the establishment of the 788 Intelligence Office, senior officials from the two provinces are also full of doubts and attach great importance to this matter. As long as there is any problem with the 788 Exploration Team, the provincial government will have reason to stop cooperating with the theater. To put it bluntly, the leaders above are still afraid of taking responsibility. Although they did not explicitly reject the theater, they agreed to set up the 788 Intelligence Office just to give face and go through the process. There are many taboos in the cooperation between the military and the government. Once a problem occurs, should the responsibility be borne by the military or the government? So just lead your team to investigate the case. Now there are countless eyes staring at the 788 Exploration Team, and they will not affect you..."

After hearing this, Lin Xia felt relieved. After leaving the deputy director's office, he immediately returned to the special case meeting room and led the team to reanalyze the entire case.

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When the second action team arrived in Gansu, it was already past ten in the morning. Without taking a break, the team members immediately rushed to the vicinity of the Heroes Cemetery to find out if there were any abnormal situations around the incident.

The combination of two officers and a Taoist priest was already eye-catching, and with the addition of a big black dog, it quickly attracted the attention of passers-by. According to Bai Wenzheng's arrangement, the team members were divided into three groups, and they visited the surrounding shops and residents one by one along the two streets around the Heroes Cemetery. They mainly asked whether people heard or saw anything on the night of the Heroes Cemetery incident.

However, after walking through most of the street, everyone shook their heads and said they knew nothing. This was expected, after all, those shops would not be open for business in the middle of the night. The incident happened around midnight, when most people were already asleep, so how could they provide important clues?

After they met, they all shook their heads. It was obvious that everyone was not making good progress. "The crime happened too late. The surrounding shops were almost all closed and the residents had already fallen asleep." "Yes, there are too few clues. Only one family said that when he woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to drink water, he felt that the room was particularly cold and even the water cup on the table was covered with frost..." A Jing's report made Bai Wenzheng frown.

"It seems that there are still abnormal phenomena, but most people have not noticed them. This kind of thing still needs to be asked to those who were still outside when the incident happened..." As he spoke, Bai Wenzhen's eyes seemed to catch something and froze in the distance.

Chen Tian and A Jing followed Bai Wenzheng's line of sight in confusion, only to see his eyes fall on an antique street similar to Panjiayuan in Beijing. However, it was not as lively as Panjiayuan, with only a few antique shops and a few stalls, and even some second-hand tables and chairs, a bit like a flea market.

"Let's go over there and take a look. Maybe we'll find something..." Bai Wenzheng led his team members towards the antique street. After all, antique shops in this era mostly do shady business. If there is anyone active in the middle of the night, it might be them.

They came to the antique street, but because of the wrong time, many antique shops were closed. The custom in this industry is to rest and recuperate during the day, and open for business until the early morning. Seeing that the street was empty and the antique shops on both sides were closed, the three of them couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Tian didn't want to miss this opportunity to investigate, so he immediately started knocking on doors. But strangely, even though there were people in the house, no one opened the door no matter how hard he knocked.

Just when the three were at a loss, a voice suddenly came from behind them: "Hey, hey, hey, why are you knocking? Are you announcing a death?"

The big black dog turned around first, and was about to show his teeth when he froze. Chen Tian and the other two also turned around and found that the person standing behind them was actually an acquaintance. "Aren't you Wang Kaixuan from Beijing?" Chen Tian asked the fat man in front of him in confusion.

"Oh, Lord Buddha, Taoist Priest, Poisonous Scorpion, Stupid Dog, it's you!" Fatty Wang obviously didn't expect to meet the 788 Exploration Team he had been thinking about day and night again here, and felt very surprised.

When they were in Beijing before, Zhu Qingyang had introduced Bai Wenzheng and the others, but he only reported their code names, so Fatty Wang didn't know their real names. When Ah Jing heard the code name "Poison Scorpion", her face became noticeably gloomy. She had always disliked this code name, but the mission was urgent at the time, and she didn't expect Fatty Wang to call her that now.

The big black dog was even more unhappy: "What nonsense are you talking about, Fatty? You are the stupid dog!"

The fat man was speechless for a moment: "Didn't they call you that before?"

The big black dog glared and rolled his eyes: "I have already thought of my code name, it is 'Black Emperor', which means the emperor of the demon world! If anyone calls me a stupid dog again, I will be angry with him!"

Ah Jing asked in confusion: "When did this happen? Why don't we know about it?"

The big black dog said confidently: "I have thought about it for a long time, but I just never had the chance to say it!"

Chen Tian ignored the big black dog's words and looked at Fatty Wang in confusion and asked, "Wang Kaixuan, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Beijing?"

Fatty Wang smiled at Chen Tian's question and said, "Just call me Fatty. I came here... to do some business..."

When saying this, several people noticed that Fatty Wang looked a little unnatural and guessed that this might not be the case.

However, there was a more important question bothering them at this time, so Bai Wenzheng asked directly: "Why are there people in these antique shops but the doors are not opened when you knock?"

Fatty Wang stepped forward and explained, "Master Buddha, you don't know that the rules in the antique business are very strict now. They won't open the door when you knock like that. They'll know you're an amateur. Plus, most of the items in the antique shop are from unknown sources, and no one wants to cause trouble, so naturally they won't open the door."

Bai Wen Zheng was stunned after hearing this, he had also robbed tombs during the Republic of China period, but there were not so many rules at that time, and the antiques were traded by aristocratic families, there were no shops, so the rules were very different from now.

As he spoke, as if afraid that the few people would not believe Wang, the fat man took the initiative to step forward, rolled up his sleeves, and knocked on the door rhythmically a few times.

The fat man knocked on the door gently. There was a light knock at first, followed by two quick and powerful knocks. After three knocks in total, it became quiet. …

Just when everyone was full of doubts, the sound of a door opening was actually heard in the antique shop.

A thin, dark-skinned man stuck his head out and said:

"Fat Master, you are finally here..."

However, when he saw several people standing behind the fat man, he immediately became alert:

"Fatty, who are these people?"

The fat man pushed open the door and answered:
"We are all friends..."

The fat man was about to mention the purpose of coming here, but he seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to look at Bai Wenzheng:
"Master Buddha, I haven't asked yet, why are you here? What are you here for?"

Bai Wenzheng briefly described the events at the Heroes Cemetery, then looked at the skinny boss:

"You've heard about the Gansu Folk Heroes Cemetery, right? Did you see or hear anything that night?"

A trace of vigilance flashed in the boss's eyes, and he shook his head without hesitation.

Fortunately, the fat man came to smooth things over and said that these people were his friends, so the boss reluctantly let them in.

There were other people in the room. When they saw someone coming in, they immediately and quietly put away a few pieces of paper on the table, then turned and ran into the inner room.

Chen Tian saw this scene and gave the fat man a meaningful look:
"Fatty, tell me the truth, what kind of business are you doing here?" The fat man was embarrassed when he heard this. Because the question was asked too suddenly, he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"A few friends asked me to come here. They said there was a big deal, so I wanted to take a look..."

Ah Jing widened her eyes:
"You want to rob a grave?"

The fat man waved his hands quickly and looked around nervously:

"Keep your voice down, I'm just trying to make a living..."

Chen Tian said seriously:

"This is a serious crime. Once you are caught, you will have to spend at least ten years in prison. If you have done something serious in the past, it is not impossible that you will be sentenced to death!"

When Wang Kaixuan heard this, he panicked:
"My dear gentlemen, I am telling you my purpose because I treat you as my own people. Is it okay if I don't go? You must not give me away!"

At this time, Bai Wenzhen and others were focusing on the Heroes Cemetery case and were questioning their boss, so Wang Kaixuan was slightly relieved.

"Boss, what did you see that night? This is the last time I'm asking you this. Think about it before you speak..."

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The boss was already feeling guilty, and when the fat man mentioned the tomb robbery, he was even more unsure. Facing Bai Wenzheng's serious questioning, how could he dare to be perfunctory?
"Gentlemen, I opened the door as usual that night and didn't notice anything strange. It was just around midnight when fog suddenly rose, and I vaguely saw someone walking out of the Heroes Cemetery in the fog. I was wondering who would be in the cemetery in the middle of the night. But as you know, we do business at night. So although I was curious, I didn't think much about it. The next day, the place was sealed, and I learned that something had happened in the cemetery. But we are very reluctant to deal with the authorities in our business, so we didn't tell anyone about it..."

After hearing this, Chen Tian said in a deep voice:
"It's drunkenness. It seems that the situation here is similar to that over there. The figures that the boss saw should be the spirits in the cemetery."

Bai Wenzheng nodded after thinking:

"That should be right. In this case, we don't need to use the Resurrection Spell tonight. Let's light the ghost lantern. Perhaps we can track down traces of the spirit's activities."

The conversation between the few people left the boss confused, and he had no idea what they were talking about.

Before he could react, Bai Wen Zheng and others stood up and walked out.

The boss suddenly felt uneasy, fearing that they would report him after they left.

"Fat Master, look at your friends..."

The boss could only look to the fat man for help. But the fat man had no time for that and quickly stood up and chased after him.

"Hey, gentlemen, where are you going now?"

Chen Tian reminded:
"It has nothing to do with you, don't ask any more questions."

The fat man said shamelessly:
"You guys are unfamiliar with this place, I can help you if you need anything. Oh, by the way, where's Mr. Dog?"

The few people ignored the fat man and walked away.

In the afternoon, they found a paper-making shop, bought a paper lantern, and asked for some cinnabar, and then they were ready.

The custom of lighting ghost lanterns is little known in later generations. However, in this era, some rural areas or remote mountainous areas still retain this tradition.

When someone dies in the family, after the funeral, something else needs to be burned. Men burn horses and women burn cows. This custom has been passed down for a long time.

The older generation believed that men burned horses to let the horses carry people on the road to the underworld, while women focused on family and many of their jobs were related to water, and cows could drink the dirty water from their previous labor.

But no one has investigated whether this custom is really useful.

In addition, after sending off the deceased, the family members will light a ghost lantern outside the door. Seven days later, on the seventh day, the ghost lantern can lead the deceased's soul back home.

However, most folk ghost lanterns are just a way to express thoughts and have no practical use.

But the ghost lantern that Chen Tian and his team were going to make was different...

Finally, near midnight, Bai Wenzhen and others appeared at the Folk Heroes Cemetery in GS Province.

Like the cemeteries in SC province, this place has cordoned off areas and police officers are on duty 24 hours a day.

But this time, because the order had been given in advance, the police officers did not stop them and let them pass smoothly.

However, there were also police officers ready to follow in and report the Second Team’s every move in the Heroes Cemetery.

However, Bai Wenzhen and others had only taken a few steps when they heard a noise coming from behind.

"Why are you stopping me? I'm in the same group!"

Chen Tian looked back in confusion, only to see the fat man squeezing in through the isolation belt.

"Why are you here again? Are you really haunting me?"

Facing Chen Tian's helpless questioning, the fat man still used his shameless specialty:

"I've been waiting here, wanting to help you guys, in case you need anything?"

A police officer looked at Bai Wenzheng and the others seriously and asked:
"Everyone, is this person with you? If not, we will ask him to leave." (End of this chapter)