At the gate of Linhai International Airport, a young man in his twenties was looking left and right, looking like he was waiting for someone.

After a moment of waiting, a middle-aged man walked over, and when he saw the middle-aged man approaching him, the young man hurriedly greeted him.

This man looked to be in his fifties, with a pair of reading glasses, although he looked only in his fifties, but his face was full of vicissitudes and haggardness.

A discerning person knows at a glance that this middle-aged man must be a person with a story.

And this middle-aged man is the archaeologist Murong Hai that Lin Fan has been looking for.

After the young man greeted him, he hurriedly took over the luggage in Murong Hai's hand.

"Professor Murong, are you back?

After the young man's question, a thick voice was about to come out.

"I'm really tired after taking the plane for such a long time, so let's go back to the institute first. ”

Then the two went to the parking lot together, and after the young man put his luggage in the trunk, the two drove away together.

The young man drove in the direction of the Murong Hai Research Institute, and Murong Hai sat in the back seat all the way with his eyes closed.

While driving the car, the young man stared at Murong Hai in the back row in the rear mirror.

After a few seconds, the young man asked, "Professor Murong, is this academic exchange a success?"

After hearing the question, Murong Hai slowly opened his eyes, "How can there be any academic exchanges?"

Hearing Murong Hai say this, the young man was a little puzzled, this young man was a student in the Murong Hai Research Institute.

Not only him, but also the other students in the institute also knew that Murong Hai went abroad this time to do academic exchanges, but what Murong Hai said just now obviously denied the so-called academic exchanges.

The young man asked puzzledly, "Professor Murong, didn't you go abroad for academic exchanges this time?"

Murong Hai smiled forcefully, "They just called me under the guise of academic exchanges, this group of foreigners, their attention is always on that alien corpse, nine out of ten sentences are inseparable from that corpse, for this we have launched a very fierce debate, and now our situation is very dangerous!"

Murong Hai knew that there was a group of evil forces led by Zhao Huaqiang in the country, who had been coveting that priceless alien corpse.

And abroad, those foreign archaeologists and scientists also bitterly persuaded Murong Hai to sell the corpse.

But for Murong Hai, this corpse is his life's work.

As an archaeologist, the first thing is that you can't buy or sell any cultural relics, which is a taboo in the industry, and Murong Hai knows this better than anyone else.

What's more, once the provenance of the corpse is proven, it will also confirm that there is indeed new life on an unknown planet, which is also the progress of human civilization.

Murong Hai's academic exchange can be regarded as offending all the foreigners, and now Murong Hai does not rule out that the group of foreigners will use violent means to plunder the corpse.

Now Murong Hai's situation is that there are wolves in front of him and tigers in the back, so Murong Hai will say what he just said.

Seeing Murong Hai's sad face, the young man wanted to say something, but he wanted to say it again.

"Professor Murong, there's something I don't know if I should tell you or not. ”

"If you have anything to say, you can just say it, and you don't have to beat around the bush. ”

"You have been abroad all this time, and you may not know that your daughter was kidnapped a few days ago. ”

Hearing this, Murong Hai was immediately shocked, "What? You said Xue Ping was kidnapped?"

The young man replied, "Yes, but don't worry, nothing happened to your daughter." I read media reports that at the critical moment, it was an auxiliary police officer who saved your daughter. These kidnappers are really bold enough, even big stars like your daughter are kidnapped, these people are simply crazy. ”

Murong Hai didn't continue to answer the young man's words, but just sighed uncontrollably.

Then Murong Hai took out his mobile phone and dialed Murong Xueping's mobile phone, but Murong Xueping did not answer the phone, and seeing that no one answered, Murong Hai had no choice but to give up.

Murong Hai knew that the only person who dared to kidnap Murong Xueping in broad daylight was Zhao Huaqiang.

And Murong Hai could also guess what Zhao Huaqiang's purpose was in doing this, it seems that this guy really did anything to get that corpse.

But then again, even if Murong Hai was under any coercion and suppression, he would not hand over the corpse.

But if Zhao Huaqiang kidnapped Murong Xueping, then Murong Hai would have to obediently take out the corpse in exchange.

After all, Murong Xueping is her only daughter, no matter how stubborn he is, he will not care about his daughter's life or death.

In the auxiliary police's lounge, Lin Fan was banging his legs on the table, squinting and closing his eyes to recuperate.

Yesterday tossed until the middle of the night, and now Lin Fan is really a little sleepy.

Beside Lin Fan, several auxiliary policemen led by Li Zhendong were chattering about Murong Xueping's kidnapping.

Due to the relatively large impact of this incident, the hot search list has been the news of Murong Xueping's kidnapping for several days.

At this moment, Li Zhendong was holding his mobile phone and muttering the content of the news in his mouth.

"Look at this, according to relevant knowledge, it is speculated that Murong Xueping's kidnapping this time is very likely to have something to do with her father. ”

As soon as Li Zhendong's words fell, another auxiliary policeman continued: "Murong Xueping's father? Is Murong Xueping a rich second generation? Could it be that these kidnappers kidnapped her for money." ”

At this time, another auxiliary policeman said unremittingly: "What kind of rich second generation? You know that you can talk nonsense with your eyes open! I watched her talk show last time, and her father is obviously a medical scientist!"

These auxiliary police officers discussed without a word, and Lin Fan didn't want to participate in their discussion at all.

Now that Murong Xueping has nothing to do with her, all Lin Fan wants is to find Murong Hai as soon as possible.

Seeing the voice and color of the auxiliary policeman's speech, everyone seemed to have acquiesced to the identity of Murong Xueping's father.

But Li Zhendong was quite disdainful of the auxiliary policeman's remarks, he picked up the cigarette on the table, lit one, and then took a sharp puff.

"You are talking nonsense with your eyes open, Murong Xueping's father is called Murong Hai and is an archaeologist!"

The auxiliary police officer immediately echoed what Li Zhendong said.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm an archaeologist, I misremember. ”

After listening to the conversation between the two, Lin Fan jumped up from the chair suddenly.

Seeing that Lin Fan's movement was so big, everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

Lin Fan's eyes looked directly at Li Zhendong opposite, "Adong, what did you just say Murong Xueping's father's name?"

"Mu... Murong Hai: What's wrong?"

Lin Fan slapped his head and said to himself, "I should have guessed a long time ago, how could it be okay if both of them are surnamed Murong!"

Li Zhendong looked at Lin Fan with a confused expression, "What's the matter, Lin Fan, aren't you not interested in these entertainment news?

"Ah Dong, are you sure that Murong Xueping's father is called Murong Hai and is an archaeologist?"

"I... I'm sure, what the hell is wrong with you?"

Lin Fan didn't pay attention to Li Zhendong's question, but quickly rushed out of the lounge.

At this moment, Lin Fan also secretly blamed himself in his heart, but a simple matter was made so complicated by himself, and he almost missed his own big thing.

After figuring out the truth, Lin Fan was in a hurry to find Murong Xueping.