Tomb Raider's Notes of Qilin City Lord

Chapter 145 Huo Ling
145 Chapter 145 Huo Ling

"But why do you have to take pictures of the corpse? To confirm whether there is a monster in the coffin? Brother, do you think it was the person who gave Jude the information on the undersea tomb and made him an exchange, such as "I "I'll give you the detailed information of the Xisha Undersea Tomb, you just need to help me take a picture of the body in the black iron coffin" or something like that? If that's the case, whose body are those people looking for? It won't be the ones you mentioned before. If I If they know too much, they might attack me, right?" He didn't answer, but he was thinking about something.

I was guessing as I sorted it out. After all, I would hand it over to my brother after I sorted it out. I should be able to remember some of it myself.

After being stunned for a moment, I looked at him and asked: "Well, Wu Xie also received a video tape package. There are three video tape packages now. The sender to you is Wu Xie, and the sender to Wu Xie is It's you. The other one you said was sent to the store in Hangzhou. The recipient is not at home, so it was sent to Uncle San?" He looked at the information and had no reaction. I asked him again: "You... what clues did you find? Check it out. Has it gone through logistics? Do you know where it came from? What's in the tape?" He looked at him with longing eyes. He looked up at me, said nothing, and continued to look at my notebook.

I saw that he was going to read the book and ignore me. I turned over and lay down on the sofa. I turned my palms up, covered my eyes with my arms, closed my eyes and rested myself.

After a while, something was suddenly thrust into the palm of the arm that was covering my eyes. I grabbed it and it was a piece of paper.

I opened my eyes, turned over my fist and opened my hand to see. The little brother gave me a folded note. I opened it and saw the name of the logistics company and the waybill number. I turned over and lay on the sofa, took out my mobile phone and went online. After checking the logistics information, the shipping address was "Golmud". When I saw these three words, I said "ah" and said: "Golmud...a place related to these three words...little brother...can't mean that place." Right? Are you sure?" I got up and sat next to him and looked at him.

The little brother looked at me and I said to him: "You sent the package to let us go there? That place has been abandoned for a long time. What is the purpose of letting us go there?"

The little brother sighed and said to me, "We'll know in a few days."

Wu Xie and his third uncle talked about a lot of things this time.I haven't spoken to my third uncle for a long time, and my knot has been relieved again, and my mood has finally improved.

In the evening, he and his third uncle sneaked out of the hospital, found a food stall, and had a good drink.After months of being sick, the food he had eaten was bland, but now he finally had some tasty food. The third uncle was happy and comfortable, smoking and drinking in one hand, enjoying himself.

When he returned, Wu Xie went through the discharge procedures for him. The third uncle said that he would never stay in the hospital again, and asked Wu Xie to book a hotel room for him. Wu Xie helped the third uncle book a suite.

When he arrived at the hotel, Wu Xie took a good bath. He was a little drunk just now, so he made himself a cup of strong tea and got ready for bed. However, after taking a bath, he couldn't fall asleep again.

For Wu Xie, some have figured it out, while others are more confused. Was Zhang Qiling's appearance on the archaeological team's ship that time a coincidence or for a purpose?

I remembered that my third uncle sighed when he saw the video tape package and said, "This matter has to go on." I couldn't help but feel scared, and seeing his tired and helpless tone, I felt uncomfortable.This third uncle didn't seem to know much more than he did.

Wu Xie used his third uncle's computer to pull up the old black and white photo taken before the archaeological team set off to look at it. Except for a few familiar people he could recognize, his third uncle didn't say who they were. The clarity of the old photo The degree is limited and it is difficult to distinguish clearly.

The third uncle in the photo is thin and restrained, and there is no trace of him being a local master, while Menyouping looks like an ordinary student.He tried to find the solution to the link in the photo, and indeed found a person who was somewhat similar to his third uncle, but he didn't know if it was him.

I also checked online for information about the express mail sent by the stuffy oil bottle.The column for the place where the letter was sent was Golmud. My first reaction was to be stunned. I thought to myself, where is that place?Then I checked online and found that it was a western city in QH Province.

I thought to myself, this guy Menyou Ping moved very fast and rushed to the Western Region in no time. Did he go to support the banditry cause in the Western Region?I can't help but feel a little confused. Qinghai is no longer within the scope of Tufuzi. That place is an inhabited area of ​​ethnic minorities. Only mummies resellers and international cultural relic smugglers go there.What is this stuffy oil bottle doing there? Could it be that he is helping people dig wells?I also sent the video to myself, but it seems like eight poles can’t get it together, which is inexplicable.

I checked the information about Golmud again, but I have no clue. Golmud is a new city, built by the People's Liberation Army to build roads, and is surrounded by Gobi.

After drinking a few sips of strong tea, I suppressed the alcohol, sorted out the information that my third uncle said, deleted the more sensitive and unimportant content, and sent it to Aning's friends who were familiar with me after summarizing it. Personally, I hope they can help him take a look and analyze it.I also asked them by the way if the company has plans to enter Genting Tiangong again recently.

After doing these things, the alcohol got to my head, and I soon felt weak, my eyes blurred, and I fell asleep.

I slept peacefully until dawn without dreaming, until I was woken up by the phone call.The phone call came from the third uncle's friend. He said that they had been discharged from the hospital, and that the third uncle was already in the suite next to his. He had also bought a video recorder and asked him to go over and watch it together.

At this time, my brother's and my cell phone rang at the same time. We took out our phones and looked at the screen, put it to our ears, and hung up after a while. I didn't say anything, and the brother replied "Yes" and followed. He looked at me.

Pi Ke informed me to quickly turn on my spiritual vision as he wanted to send the picture over.I wanted to watch something. I waved my hand and opened the cinema-like screen, and sat down on the sofa to watch the screen.

Soon a familiar figure appeared on the screen and said "Hey" from behind: "This is... Wu Xie." He was in front of the TV with a video tape in his hand... I knew right away that they wanted to watch the video tape. But why did you let me watch it together this time? I turned to look at my little brother.

He stretched out his fingers and pinched the top of my head and turned my head back, making me look at the picture.

Wu Xie was holding the video tape in his hand and was about to put it into the opening of the video recorder. As soon as it was brought to the opening of the video recorder, he stopped and hesitated. He glanced at his third uncle.

The third uncle waved his hand to him and said, "Put it in? Look at what I'm doing. Are you fucking afraid that he will crawl out of the TV?"

I asked: "Brother, were the few games you watched before scary?" I always felt a bad premonition, so I moved closer to the brother and grabbed his arm, already starting to feel a little nervous.

After listening to his third uncle's words, Wu Xie pushed the tape in, and the video recorder clicked to start running. He sat back on the bed, and his third uncle puffed out a cigarette and stared at the screen.

Soon, snowflakes flashed on the screen. After more than ten seconds, a blurry picture appeared, which gradually became clear after a while.It was a room with an old wooden structure, wooden floors, and a window opened on the back wall. The outside was very blurry, and it seemed to be daytime, with a bit of backlight.The camera is constantly shaking, and the person or object on which the camera is placed is not very stable.

The third uncle and Wu Xie looked at each other in confusion. Wu Xie thought to himself that this seemed to be a scene of a residential building. Could it be that Menyou Ping came out later while eating noodles and said to the camera that they hadn't seen him for a long time? He was full of doubts in his heart.

Under the window, there is an old-fashioned writing desk that looks like one in a revolutionary movie. It is piled with things, including documents, a desk lamp, and an old-fashioned telephone that was common in the 90s.

The black and white picture is frozen in place like a still life sketch, unchanged for a long time.

Not long after, the third uncle pressed fast forward.About 10 minutes after entering, a black shadow suddenly flashed across the room.

The little brother didn't respond, and I shrank in fear.

The third uncle quickly rewinds the playback. With the sound of the door opening and closing, a person walks into the camera from outside the camera. It is a woman with a ponytail. The picture is blurry, but judging from the body shape, she does not look like she is too old. It can be said that the person is somewhat handsome.

Seeing that the third uncle suddenly became nervous, he stepped forward and almost touched the TV screen.

The woman in the picture walked very fast, passing through the screen in an instant, ran to the other side, and disappeared out of the screen.

Wu Xie noticed that his third uncle's expression suddenly changed. He was about to ask him what was going on, but his third uncle waved his hand at him, preventing him from speaking.

The screen continued to play, and 5 minutes later, the woman appeared on the screen again, put on her pajamas, and then walked directly to the screen. The screen began to shake, apparently adjusting the angle of the camera.

Suddenly a close-up appeared in front of me. It was a very young woman, a very well-behaved girl with big eyes and a very sweet look.

Just as the third uncle was getting close to the TV, he suddenly met the eyes of the girl on the TV. For a moment, the third uncle was stunned for a moment, then suddenly his whole body trembled, and he took a dozen steps back with a loud cry. Almost kicked the TV off the cabinet.

His guy quickly held on to the TV, and Wu Xie hurriedly went to hold him up. He saw his third uncle pointing at the face on the TV, trembling and shouting: "It's her! Huo Ling! It's Huo Ling!"

Looking carefully, it's true, after all, I've seen it before, but the third uncle's reaction was so big, it's Huo Ling, isn't it scary?The third uncle screamed and stepped back. His assistants couldn't help him. As a result, he hit the sofa and the whole sofa almost turned over. The third uncle himself slipped and fell to the ground. He covered his The lower back and face turned pale.But his eyes were still fixed on the TV screen, almost popping out of his eyes.

At this time, I hugged my brother's arm tightly and whispered: "This video was specially staged for recording, but what is the purpose of recording this?" I was nervous, very nervous, not knowing what would happen next.

At this time, Huo Ling on the screen adjusted the camera and the screen stabilized. She also moved away from the camera again, sat on the edge of the desk, set up a mirror and started combing her hair.

Wu Xie saw that his third uncle gradually calmed down, but his face was livid. His hands were clutching the armrests of the sofa, his whole body was shaking slightly, and his expression was abnormal.Even when Wu Xie asked him, "Is this woman the Huo Ling you went to the bottom of the sea with?" the third uncle didn't react at all.

In the video, Huo Ling kept combing her hair. After her ponytail was untied, her hair was quite long. It took about 10 minutes before she stopped and tied it back into a ponytail.

After combing her hair, she stood up, looked out the window a little confused, and then ran to a place where the camera could not reach her. After a while, she ran back again, and her clothes changed unexpectedly.

Then she came down and ran to the camera again, adjusted the lens, and the screen began to shake, as if she was not satisfied with the angle, and her white face filled the entire screen.

The third uncle let out a very strange moan at the side, and it seemed that her face was very scary.I looked confused, what was she doing?

After adjusting the video angle, I saw her sitting back at the desk, picking up the comb, untying the hair tie, and starting to comb her hair again!
The third uncle’s guy couldn’t help shouting: “This woman is mentally ill!”

The third uncle immediately made a gesture to tell him to be silent, and frowned tightly.

In the picture, she was combing her hair with her back to the camera. There was only a blurry shadow in the mirror, and her expression could not be seen. Every movement was almost the same, and the frequency seemed to be the same. There was a hint of weirdness. I grabbed my little brother's clothes and said to her. : "This Huo Ling, something is not right. No normal person combs her hair like this. Her scalp will be broken. Brother, is she not sober?"

The longer I watched the picture like this, the more uncomfortable I felt, and I felt chilly all over. She kept combing her hair like this for about 10 minutes before she tied up her hair again, stood up, and ran away "thump thump thump" Out of the camera.

After a while, she changed her clothes and ran out, got in front of the camera, and started adjusting the angle for the third time.

Wu Xie was confused for a moment, thinking, what does Huo Ling do? This is too exaggerated. Does she like this... or is she going to commit suicide?So she took the trouble to change clothes and adjust the angle, and then she had to comb her hair again?If you continue combing like this, the comb will be ground into a brush.

At this moment, Wu Xie suddenly froze on the close-up face. Wu Xie saw that it was his third uncle who had pressed pause. His face was livid and his lips were trembling slightly. He leaned closer to the black and white screen and took a closer look, and said hoarsely: " God, she hasn’t aged either!”

I kept looking at it without realizing it, yes, this Huo Ling has not aged!
(End of this chapter)