Yin Yang Tomb Raider

Chapter 315 Old dossier, strange case
It was Qiao Mo who came, her enthusiasm was extinguished in an instant, she said angrily: "I listened to Boss Bu's words and didn't take the initiative to pester you, and I haven't called you for a while, why do you hate me so much when you see me? "

"I don't hate you, I just don't like you that much." Munro said bluntly: "Let's eat in another place."

It's too much to treat Qiao Mo like a scourge, and I couldn't bear it: "You are enough, let's eat together when you are here, Qiao Mo, are you alone?"

Qiao Mo nodded: "Yes, alone."

"Then make a table, let's go, aren't you hungry?" I said, "Go and sit."

Three people sat on a table, no one spoke, I tapped the table with my fingers, Qiao Mo looked at Mengluo, and suddenly said: "I, I told my uncle, don't believe in the concentric lock anymore. , it may be the hands and feet of the lock seller, any kind of good fortune is fake, I and you are different types of people, uncle promised to think about it."

Now Munro was stunned: "Are you serious?"

"Really, I made the phone call yesterday." Qiao Mo said, "I don't want to be embarrassed any longer. Even fighting is better than now."

I gave Qiao Mo a thumbs up: "Good job, girl."

"From now on, we will be ordinary friends. I will not say anything excessive, nor will I do excessive things." Qiao Mo poured a cup of tea and drank it down: "Boss Bu is a witness, and I recently found a job." Work, I'm ready to go to work, and I don't have time to pester you, don't worry."

Munro showed an unbelievable expression, and I joked: "Why, Qiao Mo is not used to pestering you yet?"

"No, no, she said work. I was thinking, should I also work?" Meng Luo said, "Lin Tianyi, can you help me set up a studio?"

I almost sprayed Qiao Mo's face with a sip of water, wiped the water from the corner of my mouth, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"No, the emperor is an ancient capital, and the Caishikou used to be very dark, and there are also imperial tombs. The business in this kind of place is easy to do." Mengluo looked around and said in a low voice: "My father doesn't dislike me. Nothing to do, but what can I do? The only thing I can do is that, how about setting up a studio and doing some work to make some money, so you will be relieved, right? "

"Why am I sponsoring you?" I asked, "You have a father, go find your father, and don't lie to me this time, kid, you already have a lot of money, right?"

"You and Old Nine invest in shares, and we share the money we make," Meng Luo said, "Is that okay?"

"You can think about it. After all, you do have the ability." I said, "I can't promise you now. Let's discuss it together when Lao Jiu comes back."

Meng Luo laughed straight, as if I saw myself transformed into the boss of the studio, I shook my head helplessly, this couple, the atmosphere at the dinner table is not as delicate as before, and Qiao Mo has returned to her former female man appearance , After a happy meal, I stopped by the hospital to visit Tao Ran. I had called the restaurant to deliver food on time every day. Tao Ran’s eating situation improved a lot. Now it’s no problem to get out of bed and walk around, only occasionally She still had to support her waist, and she was very happy to hear that Lao Jiu and Seventh Sister had finally made up their minds, but thinking of us, I also asked myself in my heart, where will Tao Ran and I go?
As soon as Hwaseong's warrant officially came, Hwaseong became the leader of the Hua group. He moved out some old cases from the Liren group and placed them in a thick stack in the ward. As soon as Meng Luo and I entered Smelling a musty smell, Munro waved his hand: "When is this file?"

"Some are from five years ago, some are from ten years ago, some are from 15 years ago, and the furthest is from 50 years ago, the most torn one is." Munro said: "Some of the old files are as early as It was burned, and some accidental remains remained, anyway, no one wanted it, so it was thrown to the Liren team."

"It makes the Liren group look like a trash can." Munro muttered, "Is there any weird case in it?"

"Every case is an unsolved case. Is it weird or not? I haven't seen it yet." After Huacheng got acquainted with us, his tone of speech became much more casual, and he was no longer as tense as before: "If there is something worthwhile meeting."

I got a headache when I heard the word "meeting", and I waved my hands again and again: "There's no need for a meeting, can our Liren Group not engage in these vain things?"

Hwaseong was taken aback, and said after a long time: "I'm still thinking about the future work of the Liren Group. I hope there will be less mess. Why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do recently." I said helplessly.

"Please read the files for me when you are idle and bored." Huacheng immediately picked up a stack of files and threw them over: "Anyway, I am idle."

Looking at the old file in my arms, I was stunned: "Group leader Hua, I have the right to object. We are members of the Liren group, but such a small monthly salary is not enough for us to do anything..."

"It's also the most undisciplined team member." Hwaseong said, "The Liren team never restricts your time. Do you want to cancel this treatment?"

Well, the official rank crushes people to death, and today I finally understand the true meaning of this sentence.

"Ask the team leader, can you take it home and watch it slowly?" I exchanged glances with Meng Luo, and the boy immediately avoided my gaze, as if he didn't want to wade into the water. I cursed in my heart and squeezed out a smiling face .

"Yes, if you see a valuable case, you might as well bring it up." Hwaseong said, "Thanks for your hard work."

The last three words are quite human. When we left the hospital and went home, what we got was a thick stack of files. When we got in the car, Meng Luo complained to me: "Why do you want to accept it?"

"Who let us be under other people's control? Don't forget that our original intention of joining the Liren Group is to ensure that Lao Jiu will not be turned over in the future." I said: "Oh, Lao Jiu's identity has always been a big stone in my heart , I hope everything goes smoothly, no one will blame him, and we are the same, digging graves is a serious crime."

Munro was probably frightened, so he didn't say a word. When I turned my head, I saw him grinning silly: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm thinking about the studio." Munro said, "Why don't you call it Munro Studio and name it after me?"

"Let's call it Jiuluotian." I said angrily, "I and Lao Jiu have invested in the shares, why should I name it after you?"

"Old Jiu's Jiu, Meng Luo's Luo, Lin Tianyi's Tian." Meng Luo said excitedly, "That's it."

It's over, I just came back to my senses now, and I fell into this brat's trap again. I was so unlucky today. I got involved in two out of tune things. We rushed home, and the old nine arrived home before us, lying on the sofa and watching The ceiling was in a daze, he was in a double world of sorrow and joy, the joy was that he embraced the beautiful woman back, but the sorrow was that his parents were missing, and his life and death were unknown.

Fortunately, the topic of Mengluo excited the old nine. He raised his hands in favor of the establishment of a studio by Mengluo. Promotion or something, he is a young man after all, he understands this line of business, so he immediately invested in it, and I stayed in my room to read the file, not to mention, some cases are really amazing, just take the murder case of the boy in red in Sichuan Province Say, there is something to talk about inside.

This case has been hyped up on the Internet before, but unexpectedly the file came to the Liren Group. A 13-year-old and [-]-day-old boy was wearing a red floral dress, his hands and feet were tightly bound with ropes, There is still a large weight hanging from the feet, and the hands are hung on the beams of the roof, which have long since died.There was a small hole in the front of the forehead and minor injuries, and there were deep strangulation marks on the thighs, hands, ribs, and above the ankles.Also no wounds.

After the father of the deceased posted a post on the forum, some folk I Ching experts speculated that letting his son wear a red dress on the beam to die is a way to disperse the soul and never be reborn.When the deceased died, he showed signs of the five elements of "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth", and then chose the yin number of 13 years and [-] days. It stands to reason that the time of committing the crime should also be yin, and Haishi may be the largest.Such a vicious approach is to not only end the other party's family, but also let the deceased never be reborn, and the soul will be dispersed after death, so that the murderer will not be troubled.

I looked at the results anxiously, and found that this case has not been solved yet, and it is still an unsolved case. I couldn't help sighing. Looking at another case, I found it even more bizarre. In a mixed-use commercial and residential building in the imperial capital, a woman hugged her child. Walked into the elevator, then didn’t get out of the elevator, and then disappeared. The monitoring was normal. The scene of two people entering the elevator was photographed, but the scene of two people walking out of the elevator was not photographed. The sequence of time lapse was completely correct. Even though they were dismantled, there was no sign of the two of them, and it was suspected that someone tampered with the monitoring data, and no trace of modification was found through technical investigation!
Oh my god, I immediately felt a chill down my back and shook my head. I hurriedly threw the files aside, and hit the stack of files unexpectedly, and all the files fell down.

I hurried over to clean it up, and when I saw the worst book, I immediately regained my energy. It was a case in the 90s of the last century!

I picked it up and took a look, and a yellowed photo fell out of it. I glanced at it, and I was refreshed. I hurriedly read the file, and after reading it, I immediately shouted: "Old Jiu, come here, come here!"

Lao Jiu walked over slowly, and said disapprovingly, "What's your name?"

I held up the photo: "See, what is this?"

As if struck by lightning, Lao Jiu said in astonishment: "Isn't this Khitan script?"

"That's right, I just saw the Khitan script on the silkworm chrysalis amber today, but what is on this photo is not amber, but a mask." I said, "This is a case of cultural relic theft. I remember the excavation of the tomb of Princess Chen." Working?"

Lao Jiu said: "Remember, because I knew that I was a Khitan descendant since I was a child, and I paid special attention to it at that time. That was something in the 80s of last century, right?"

"Yes, [-] to be exact," I said.

(End of this chapter)