Phuoc Lai Province is located in the southeast coastal area, with a vast area, surrounded by mountains and seas, of which ninety percent of the land is mountainous and hilly.

The climate here is humid, the rainfall is abundant, and its forest coverage rate has reached more than 70%, ranking first in the country.

It is precisely because of this climate that the province has a dense water system and many rivers.

The Baisha River, one of the five major rivers in Phuoc Lai Province, runs through the province from north to south, and finally flows into the sea.

On the bank of the Baisha River, which flows through the Wuqing Mountain area, stands a cliff that stretches for dozens of kilometers.

At this moment, on one of the cliffs more than 70 meters high, two engineering vehicles are working in an orderly manner.

The task of the two construction trucks was to erect power poles from the cliffs. Among them, one is responsible for hitting the pole pit, and the other is responsible for inserting the pole into the pole pit!

Because the cliffs are all hard rocks, ordinary pit digging methods can not be hit at all, and the engineering vehicles responsible for digging the pit are all modified gravel trucks.

At the front of the car is a huge percussion drill-like machine, which, when activated, will produce a huge impact force that will break the rocks in the pole pit!

At this moment, the huge drill bit was hitting the rock, making a deafening sound, and the entire cliff trembled slightly.

"Stop!stop!!stop!!"

At this time, a motorcycle suddenly drove from under the cliff, and before it stopped, the two middle-aged men of the motorcycle hurriedly shouted an order, telling the construction truck to stop construction.

Buzz Buzz......

The driver of the construction truck saw the motorcycle, and then the machine stopped, and the cliff finally returned to calm, no longer noisy.

"What's wrong?" the driver poked his head out the window, he didn't know the two men.

A middle-aged man sitting on the back seat of a motorcycle jumped down and immediately scolded the driver without a nose or face, "Which unit are you from? Who has you gotten permission for, do you know what kind of place this is?"

Hearing this, the driver who was responsible for piling the electric pole next to him also got out of the car and said in the same disbelief: "We are appointed by the municipal company, what's the matter? Who are you?"

"Municipal corporation? No way! Are they crazy?" shouted the middle-aged man on the motorcycle, "Tell you, we are from the county museum, and I am the president of the county cultural relics preservation association! Look at you...... What are you doing?"

"Huh?" the two drivers snapped, "we'...... It's just a telephone pole, what's your business?"

"Oops!" the man who claimed to be the president shouted angrily, pointing to the bottom of the cliff, "Do you know that there is a seven-star hanging coffin below?

"Yes!" the driver of the motorcycle echoed, "The hanging coffin is a provincial key protected cultural relic, and you will destroy the stability of the hanging coffin by digging a pit here!"

"Yes," exclaimed the president, "the hanging coffin is at least 600 years old, and if it were destroyed by you today, I don't think you would be able to afford it?"

"Huh?" the two drivers looked at each other, and one of them said innocently, "if the coffin is hung...... It's a few tens of meters away, and it shouldn't be fine, right?"

"Hey, you're not convinced, are you?" the president glared and shouted, "The entire mountain cliff is made up of structural diamond rock, do you know what is structural? It's just that when you vibrate here, the force in the distance is even greater! Don't look far away, but if you do this, I can already sue you for destroying cultural relics, understand?"

"This ......," the two drivers looked at each other again, and one said, "Okay, okay, I'll call and ask our leader!

"Your leaders are bastards too!" the chairman was so angry that he even scolded, "Can he not know about such an important cultural relic? How can he do such a foolish thing?" Fortunately, we came in time to ......

"Hey!" "Hey!" As soon as he heard this, the little driver who was in charge of plugging in the telephone pole quit, and he pointed to the president's nose and replied, "Why are you talking so ugly? We don't know what hanging coffins are not hanging coffins, they are just doing things according to orders, who are you shouting at us here?"

"Hey?" said the president, who was so angry that his nose was crooked, and pointed at the driver's nose and shouted, "Do you dare to be stubborn? Now that it is clear that you are destroying cultural relics, is it reasonable?"

"We are digging a pit on the top, and you say that I destroyed the cultural relics below?" the little driver was also dissatisfied, "Then if I dig a pit in the cemetery, do you still want to sue me for digging your ancestral grave?

"You! you...... Bastard!" the president had never been insulted like this in his daily life, and he was immediately so angry that he rushed over and pushed the little driver together.

"Hey, don't, don't ......."

At this time, the motorcycle driver and another driver hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the two, trying to separate the two.

As a result, between pushing back and forth, I don't know how to do it, but I pushed the other driver away!

What's even more coincidental is that the driver who was pushed away was impartial and happened to hit the switch of the plugged pole engineering truck.

At that time, a telephone pole had been erected by the engineering vehicle, and after the switch was turned on, the huge and heavy telephone pole immediately smashed to the ground with a bang, and it was instantly freed from the shackles......

"Oops!!"

Seeing that the huge and heavy telephone pole was about to fall down, everyone let out a burst of exclamation, and hurriedly dodged, all of them hid to the far end of the cliff.

Look at the telephone pole again, it fell horizontally in the air, and slammed into the ground with a loud muffled sound!

The pole was cylindrical, and when it hit the ground, it quickly rolled down the low-lying cliff......

"Ahh!?h......h

However, where would the telephone pole listen to him? Barely blinking an eye, he fell straight down the cliff......

"Ah...... See...... See what you're doing...... There are hanging coffins down there...... "The chairman first collapsed weakly, and then he struggled to his feet, and hurried to the edge of the cliff to look down the cliff......

......

A day later.

Ahh

Sneezing !!

Zhao Yu, who was writing the report materials in the criminal hall of the capital, sneezed a few times.

Oops......

He wondered in his heart, who misses me again?

It's summer now, so you won't catch a cold, right?

Since the engagement ceremony was held, Zhao Yu has stayed in the capital for more than ten days. He and Miao Ying didn't have time to prepare for the Huayun Mountain massacre.

After all, the gold case is not trivial, although the secret service is fully responsible, but as the criminal department, it is also necessary to do some aftermath work.

Therefore, these days, Zhao Yu is like an office worker, spending every day in the criminal hall, in addition to reporting work, he also has to add a lot of information, as well as deal with the personnel relations of some team members.

Miao Ying is also similar to him, in addition to the treasure case, Gao Lanqi's Cheng Lingfei case also has many follow-up cases, which need to be coordinated with other departments of the Criminal Department.

Therefore, not to mention the Huayun Mountain extermination case, even the honeymoon in Fulai Province that they envisioned has not been able to take shape.

During this period, Zhao Yu mentioned the investigation to Director Jiao, but Director Jiao did not approve it, telling him that he must first clear all the previous cases.

Ahh

Sneeze!!

Who knows, this sneeze is endless.

Zhao Yu had to temporarily interrupt his work and pick up a tissue to wipe his nose......

As a result, at this moment, the liaison officer Chen Zhuo suddenly appeared.

"Team Leader Zhao, Team Leader Zhao!" Chen Zhuo held a pile of materials and said to Zhao Yu with a complicated expression, "Tell you a good news and a bad news! Which one do you listen to first?"

"Huh?" Zhao Yu said while wiping his nose, "Listen, let's talk quickly!"

"The good news is that you can go to Fulai Province!" Chen Zhuo nodded and said.

"Oh, approved?" Zhao Yu exhaled and said excitedly, "Finally I don't have to hide in the office......!"

"But the bad news is," Chen Zhuo said again, "you are not going to Huayun Mountain, but to Wuqing Mountain!"

"Huh?" Zhao Yu was dumbfounded, "What do you mean?"

"Have you ever heard of a hanging coffin?" Chen Zhuo frowned, and said with a solemn face, "The hanging coffin there—something happened!!