Volume 1: The Adventures of Kunlun Chapter 8 The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau Museum
"Hehe, do you think my gesture is handsome?" The fat man was tied with gauze, he smiled happily and happily, it seemed that Fang Jingxuan looked at him suspiciously, with a blank expression.
She turned her head to look at Haichuan, trying to get an answer.
"Last night we were playing flying chess, and he flew so fast that he broke his hand. Haichuan glanced at the fat man behind him, and the fat man nodded hurriedly, with a little pride in his well-behavedness.
"Let's go, go to our first stop. Haichuan took them off and came to the 517 cycling station, which is very remote, such as a residential area planned by the government, such a station is compatible with cycling and hotels, and there are more such stations in Hainan and Taiwan, because these two places can ride around the island.
They rented mountain bikes, as well as a range of cycling equipment such as helmets, goggles, panniers, cycling clothes, and repair tools, as well as food and drinks.
"Ready to go?"
"Where to go?"
"Tibetan Plateau Museum of Natural History. ”
"Big brother, why don't you take a car over, rent a car. "The fat man sat on the bicycle in a stiff position, and it was difficult for him to bend down.
"It's such a waste of time, so what are we doing when we come out this time?" Fang Jingxuan was irritable and came over with a very serious mood, but what was this person doing? Is it playing her?
"I reimburse the air ticket, is it fun for the fat man to fly?"
"It's not fun, I'm afraid of heights!"
"My dear student, do you want me to carry you in my arms and send you to your plane seat?"
Fang Jingxuan kicked the back wheel of the fat man's bicycle and signaled to go. What are you kidding, I came all the way here, not to mention that he is a chemistry student, even ordinary people can't hide their curiosity about active substances, why don't you want to go and see what is going on?
It's just that I'm suffering from the fat man, and this is what's in my way! Why is it always me who gets hurt!
After more than ten hours, nearly 80 kilometers away, finally came to the Qinghai-Tibet Museum, these two people because it is the first long-distance riding, riding a little slow, especially the fat man seems to be using the milk, on the way leg numbness, back pain, tail spondylosis, urine escape countless, Fang Jingxuan is okay, she loves sports every day, running, yoga is practicing, but long-distance riding is not only a physical problem, but also has to have perseverance to persevere, especially on the first day of riding after the leg feels like a prosthesis.
Haichuan looked at them with bad intentions, thinking that when he rode for the first time, he was taken by two people, the first one rode and disappeared, and the second eldest sister disliked him too slowly and lost him halfway, causing him to get on the wrong highway, and he rode alone for more than eight hours, and there was no place to eat on the way, so he could only fill his stomach with Red Bull spicy strips.
"I'll take you inside to see where the fossils were stolen. ”
When they came to the entrance of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau Museum, there were not many people, it may not be a weekend, and it was far from the city.
"Don't you want to know where the living matter is?" Haichuan looked up at the entrance of the museum.
Inside, Fang Jingxuan followed Haichuan's line of sight, and there was an official kiln tea set on display next to her, and she was puzzled.
"When I came, it was the stolen fossil. Haichuan said.
"This is the location?" the fat man looked at the collection in the museum with disdain, "There are nothing of value in this museum, I really don't know why I have to come here to steal a broken stone." ”
"The position of the items seems to have changed, and I remember that next to the fossil was a bronze sword from the Shang Dynasty. ”
"You remember it well, maybe someone bought it a long time ago. The fat man said of course.
Fang Jingxuan looked at it and said, "This is a provincial museum, not an auction house, and the collections are generally not auctioned." ”
Haichuan patted the fat man on the shoulder and smiled meaningfully.
He found the museum staff to ask, it turned out that after the theft that day, the glass of the bronze sword next to it was also broken, and somehow the sword was destroyed and sent to the Qinghai Cultural Relics Protection Bureau for repair.
The fat man looked at Haichuan suspiciously, and said, "Wasn't you in the museum at the time, you shouldn't know these things better than anyone else, oh, could it be you...... It's really ......."
"Bang!" "The fat man's head is hot, big brother, I am also a person with a head and a face, not to mention a beautiful woman.
"I remember you, you were there when the fossils were stolen. This uniformed, glasses-wearing elder sister in her thirties looked at Haichuan for a long time before she recognized it.
"You fainted next to the bronze sword collection that day, the glass broke and scratched you, and then you were sent to the hospital, don't you remember this?"
"Instead of fainting next to the fossil?"
"Could it be that you fainted and floated over by yourself?" Fang Jingxuan said a little unpleasantly, he fainted, and it was not normal to remember what happened after that.
"This time I'm on the same side as the beautiful woman. The fat man approached Fang Jingxuan's side, and what he said was awe-inspiring.
Haichuan only remembers that he was in the hospital after waking up, and in the confusion, the glass shards scratched his arm, bleeding profusely, and he passed out by the time he woke up, and he was already in the hospital when he woke up.
Why is he next to the bronze sword? Why is the bleeding wound gone?
If everything is just a simple theft, then why is it involved in the arson case on Haidian Island, and what is the connection with the Death Valley in the Kunlun Mountains?
And now, there has never been a suspicion of what happened to the bronze sword in sight?
Haichuan couldn't hide his curiosity in his eyes, and stared at the eldest sister vigilantly, staring at the eldest sister a little uncomfortable.
The fat man and Fang Jingxuan looked at the abnormal Haichuan with puzzled expressions.
"Where's the bronze sword?" he squeezed the words out of his throat.