Wen Qiang and Liu Xiaoai went home after dinner and were about to open the door, but found that the door was open, leaving a crack, and Wen Qiang immediately realized that he must have entered the thief. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info pushed the door in, and found that the house was in a mess, Wen Qiang's first reaction was to go to the coffee table to check, "Thank God, the things are still there." “

Liu Xiaoai's first reaction was to check the suitcase, "Brother Qiang, the thing is missing, the thing is missing, how can I explain it to my father?" ”

"Xiao Ai, are you drunk, I put things under the coffee table, and the things are still there."

"Thank God, Brother Qiang, fortunately you hid it well, otherwise, I ......"

Liu Xiaoai was so frightened that tears flowed out, but fortunately, it was a false alarm. Fortunately, Wen Qiang fixed things at the bottom of the coffee table with duct tape, and it is difficult for anyone to think that "Tongtian Diary" escaped in this kind of place.

"Xiao Ai, let's see if you have lost anything?"

"Brother Qiang, cash and bank cards are there."

"It seems that these people are not ordinary thieves, but very professional masters, and they are coming for that wooden box. They have found nothing, and they will not come again for a while, but your hometown is about to suffer. ”

"Why? There is nothing of value in my hometown, and some of my father's collection of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as account books, passbooks, etc., must have been searched by the investigation team, what are they going to do? ”

"As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves, thieves have thief skills, and they will even dig three feet into the ground. Before, your dad just had an accident, and your family must be being watched, but now, your dad's affairs have passed for so long, and they have nothing to gain from you, and they will definitely go to your hometown to sweep up. I suspect they're controlled by some group and have something to do with your dad. “

"Brother Qiang, could it be that this wooden box contains some shady secrets?"

"Theoretically, this is possible, however, this wooden box is difficult to open, and the password must be accurate, if it is forcibly opened with external force, the mechanism inside the box will start self-destruct mode, and the contents will be reduced to nothing, and in the end only ashes remain."

"Is it so mysterious?"

"Don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, there are many crafts in ancient times that have been lost, including the craftsmanship of making this box."

"Brother Qiang, what is such a mysterious box usually used to contain?"

"Generally speaking, some secrets in the Tibetan court, including the secret decrees of the emperor and the empress dowager, military intelligence, and of course, those unknown things in the harem. According to the history of the wilderness, there were more than 100 processes involved in making this kind of box, which was very complicated, and the craftsmen involved in the production were secretly executed. In times of political turmoil, many people have lost many lives in order to fight for it. Therefore, this kind of box is very rare. ”

"It's so cruel, I didn't expect this box to involve a lot of lives."

"So, we have to protect it, but we also have to crack the code, open the box, and see what's inside?"

"Brother Qiang, this is too terrible, let's donate it to the museum."

"Of course, donating to the museum is very noble, and people will naturally accept it gladly, and when they leave, they will send you a certificate of merit and a bonus of a few hundred yuan, what's the use? Your dad's hard work and expectations have been buried, and maybe the secret in this can save your dad. Little love, listen to me, I will protect you and this box. ”

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"Mr. Liu, how is the result of the report?"

"Madam, it's better for you to see for yourself."

Madame trembled and slowly took out the report, and when the appraisal results were about to leak, Madame suddenly stopped, looking at it or not. She wants the baby to be alive, but subconsciously she is afraid to know the truth, and this ambivalence has been tormenting Madame. After a fierce ideological struggle, Madame plucked up the courage to look at the appraisal results, "...... The cumulative probability of parent-child relationship is 99.999999999%. ”

"Child, my child, oh oh oh ......"

Madame burst into tears, "Child, what do you want your mother to do? What do you teach moms to do? ”

Madame finally calmed down and dialed her mobile phone, "Where are you?" See you in the old place two hours later. ”

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