"Huh!"

With the help of the brilliance of the jade table lamp, Zheng Fan found that the rotating globe had many coordinates colored.

"Is there something unusual about these marked places?" Zheng Fan hugged the globe with both hands, causing it to stop spinning suddenly, and bent down to observe it carefully little by little.

Many of the coordinates on the globe were only painted with small red dots, but there were no annotations, which made Zheng Fan sigh secretly.

Compared with the curiosity about the globe, the valuable jade table lamp on the desk was not taken seriously by Zheng Fan at all.

"Take this globe back to study it, and when you are free in the future, you can find someone to investigate." Zheng Fan, who had been observing for a long time and didn't figure it out, took the globe from the desk to the distance.

found that even if there was no light from the jade table lamp, many signs on the globe were still there, and the careful Zheng Fan nodded with satisfaction.

turned the European-style hourglass upside down on the desk, and saw the fine sand in the hourglass slowly flowing down, nothing abnormal, Zheng Fan began to rummage through the drawers.

"Professor Chen has focused on archaeology all his life, and he is also a ghost and deist, and the field archaeological team he raised doesn't know how many tombs he has stolen, is there only two or three things left?" Zheng Fan, who was rummaging through the cabinets, did not even let go of the oil paintings hanging on the basement wall when he didn't gain anything, and even opened them one by one to see if there were designs such as dark grids.

Zheng Fan, who was wearing gloves, searched for two hours, almost rummaging through the spacious basement inch by inch, and found nothing that made him excited.

"Maybe my expectations are too high, maybe ......"

Zheng Fan, who was so tired that he was wheezing, sat on the spiral staircase after trying his best to search to no avail.

Although Zheng Fan rummaged very carefully, he did not destroy the layout of the basement, and at this time, the placement of things in the basement still seemed orderly.

"A globe, a Guqin sheet from the Tang Dynasty, a stone plaque that can't even be put into the light, and a small pot of plants, what have I been doing this night, is it a tattered harvest?" Zheng Fan, who was sitting on the spiral staircase, even said a wail.

After seeing the things that were placed on the ground to be taken away, Zheng Fan immediately observed the basement that had not changed much, and then got up and came to the corner of the book wall.

"The Cult of All Souls, does it have something to do with the church or something?" Zheng Fan, who wanted to push the thick English classics back into the book wall to see if he could restore the big bluestone mechanism, seemed to feel that there might be some value in making this book.

"Smack!"

Zheng Fan, who forcibly pulled out the thick English classics, soon saw that the classics were locked, and the organ brace that came out of the book wall just hit the lock of the classics.

"It seems to be just an ordinary book lock.,This is obviously to prevent a gentleman and not a villain.,When you go back to find a time.,Just open the lock to see.。 Zheng Fan, who was muttering, quickly found a book of the same thickness on the book wall, changed it to the corner of the book wall and pushed it in.

"Click! Click! Click! ”

The situation was as Zheng Fan expected, the organ brace exposed by the book wall was pushed back by the book, and the depression of the big bluestone ground rose again in the sound of the mechanism.

"Ugh! Uh~~~"

Until the big bluestone ground, as if there was nothing unusual, Zheng Fan even went up and blew ash around the sinking of the big bluestone before.

"It's almost, I don't know if Xinran took the tiger and found anything good in Shen Yan's room." Zheng Fan, who also put the Ten Thousand Souls' Canon, Guqin Sheet and Globe into his triangular pocket, no longer had any intention of continuing to stay in the basement.

Walking up the spiral staircase and walking out of the basement, Zheng Fan soon came to the living room and saw Fang Xinran and Kang Menghu who were waiting early.

"Almost all of them were searched, and there were only these two things."

Fang Xinran took out two identical small metal bottles, and his pretty face had a dignified look.

"Where did you find it?"

Seeing the two small metal bottles, which were happily labeled as sour and smelly, Zheng Fan was curious, but he didn't open them.

"In Shen Yan's room, among the two metal bottles, one seems to be filled with a strong corrosive substance, and the other is filled with small particles. After Fang Xinran explained to Zheng Fan, he quickly put the two small metal bottles in the foam box to prevent the vials from being accidentally impacted.

"Testing?"

Regarding Fang Xinran's statement, Zheng Fan couldn't help but wonder if he could explain the supernatural things from a scientific point of view.

"Did you find anything?"

Seeing that Zheng Fan took four or five triangular pockets, completely looking like a thief, Fang Xinran couldn't help but smile and asked.

"These pockets can be carried with one hand, what else can there be." Zheng Fan didn't carry Fang Xinran and Kang Menghu on his back, and put three of his pockets on the ground.

"What are you doing, these things are worthless!"

After opening the triangular pockets, Fang Xinran naturally found the globe, the canon, the guqin score, and the black stone tablet.

Not only did Fang Xinran not understand, but even Kang Menghu was a little blindsided when he saw what Zheng Fan was pretending, revealing a look of incomprehension.

didn't put down the triangular pocket containing the jar and the small cylinder, Zheng Fan was not afraid that Fang Xinran and Kang Menghu would see something, but because he was a little apprehensive about the moving mud in the small jar.

"The point is that there is nothing to take, the realm of cultural relics collectors, I really don't understand! How's the harvest for the Tigers? Zheng Fan was a little embarrassed, and tied a few triangular pockets again.

"Very good."

Kang Menghu looked happy, took out the pocket of the camouflage uniform, and not only made a few dozen hundred-yuan bills, but also had gold chains, gold rings and other gold jewelry.

"Uh, it's really rich~~~ By the way, I just remembered that there is a jade table lamp in the basement, which seems to be quite valuable, you go and get it, don't touch other things." Regarding Kang Menghu's values, Zheng Fan can't admit that it's quite affordable.

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, Kang Menghu took a triangular bag and couldn't wait to let Fang Xinran take it downstairs.

"It's secondary to get some things, the important thing is where to find some powerful bodyguards, otherwise I'm afraid that I will have my life to earn money and not to spend it, let alone enjoy good things!" Zheng Fan, who was resting on the sofa, couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

If it weren't for the lack of too much certainty, Zheng Fan, who had arrived at the unfinished building before, would definitely kill Shen Yan's accomplices.

Li Jun's death still hit Zheng Fan's confidence to some extent, otherwise he could still fight hard.

"Gone."

Seeing that Fang Xinran quickly brought Kang Menghu up, signaling that he had succeeded, Zheng Fan took his things and walked out with the two of them.

At night, the street outside the wall of the old bungalow was secluded, and the small gang of thieves formed by Zheng Fan and the three of them drove away smoothly when there were still people outside to answer them.

Fang happily drove the crown car, pulling Zheng Fan and Kang Menghu, while the small truck was not of much use, allowing the trustworthy person to drive away alone.

"I was thinking about how many things I could take, but I didn't expect it to be like this!" Fang Xinran drove smoothly, but did not return to the dry rest house.

"Tiger, send you to the intersection of Zhongnan Road, we won't accompany you home, you be careful yourself, although those gold ornaments and jade table lamps, it is difficult for people to see anything, but you still have to be careful when dealing with it, don't mention tonight's incident with anyone, including what you said Uncle Cao, understand?" Zheng Fan said to the strong man in the back seat.

"Well, I see."

Kang Menghu nodded very seriously, and he believed in Zheng Fan very much.

In fact, Zheng Fan still minded what Kang Menghu said that there was a Cao Bo at home.

Because Kang Menghu couldn't remember the past clearly, coupled with his unusual physique, Zheng Fan always felt that even if Uncle Cao was a cripple, there were many situations that didn't make sense.

If it weren't for the important things around him today, Zheng Fan wouldn't be afraid of meeting Kang Menghu's family.

Zheng Fan, who was in the car, closed his eyes all the way and recuperated, and said nothing more after instructing Kang Menghu.

It wasn't until Fang Xinran parked the car on the side of Zhongnan Road and let Kang Menghu go down that Zheng Fan opened his eyes and looked at this shantytown.

"If you cultivate Kang Menghu well and let him follow you, you may be able to become a powerful helper." Fang Xinran thought of Kang Menghu's move of showing his knife in front of the unfinished building.

"At the moment, there is a shortage of manpower, the Tiger is indeed a combat force that can be relied on, if it weren't for his help today, it is estimated that it would be a little difficult to completely kill Shen Yan." Zheng Fan lit a cigarette, somewhat showing his recognition of Kang Menghu.

"Are you going back to the retreat?"

Fang Xinran asked Zheng Fan, as if he was afraid that he would not feel comfortable going back.

"Let's go back, or the old party will have to be in a hurry, and tell him to arrange for manpower protection?" Zheng Fan sighed.

"Having said that, I believe that Dad can handle it, but it is my aunt's side, which makes people a little worried, although I arranged for someone to keep an eye on it, I still dare not guarantee her safety." Fang Xinran persuaded Zheng Fan.

"Originally, I wanted to take her to your house, but I couldn't hold back today, let's do it for the time being, if she is obsessed again, something will happen sooner or later." Zheng Fan grimaced, revealing a little anger.

"Did the two metal bottles you get in Shen Yan's room remind you of anything?" Fang happily glanced at the box placed at Zheng Fan's feet.

"You have learned about the case of Professor Chen's disappearance, and you must have thought of the ground in the Zanghui Hall that was corroded by a strong substance, right?" Zheng Fan looked quite sensitive.

"These things don't seem important, but it's not easy to put them in a place." Seeing Zheng Fan clutching a few triangular pockets, Fang Xinran couldn't help but be embarrassed.

"It's true, I can't always go anywhere, I take things wherever I want." Zheng Fan's response made no secret of his importance.

"The matter of Zhongshen Group has been almost investigated."

Fang Xinran, who was difficult to settle things, could only talk to Zheng Fan about other things first.

(The third more is sent, and it continues to erupt, asking for all kinds of tickets.) ）

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