Three days have passed in a flash, and the case that happened in Yan's tea farm has made some progress under the full investigation of the criminal police. With the gradual expansion of the case, Ning Qinghua's suspicion can be completely ruled out.

When this non-decomposing female corpse was sent to the forensic autopsy room of the police station that day, it underwent an astonishing change in just two or three hours, and the degree of decomposition increased dramatically without any external factors. According to the professional judgment of the forensic doctor, these two or three hours are almost equivalent to the time that an ordinary corpse has been buried in the soil for nearly a year.

If the situation is bizarre, even an experienced forensic doctor cannot come to a convincing conclusion. Perhaps, like the burial objects in the tombs of emperors, they can be completely preserved in a specific environment, and once unearthed, they will be weathered and destroyed in a very short time.

However, after exploring the underground environment of the depression, the forensic doctor had to overturn the previous conclusion, because the depression is a typical damp soil in the south of the Yangtze River, and in such a place, let alone three years of burial, even if it takes a year, it is estimated that only one skeleton will remain.

The only conclusion reached by the medical examiner is that the female corpse did die three years ago, and as for why it did not decompose, for now, it can only be an unsolved mystery.

There was no progress on the forensic side, but the clues revealed by the tea shop security guard were of great value. Zheng Sanzi, who has never appeared, but has always hovered around the whole case like a ghost, the criminal police really found more information.

Zheng Sanzi entered the Ye Tea Farm as an ordinary security guard more than three years ago, and the criminal police checked the information that Zheng Sanzi had left in the company and found that except for a photo, the rest of the information was false, and even the name Zheng Sanzi was fictitious.

There is no doubt that the purpose of using a series of false information to enter the tea farm of Yan's enterprise is definitely not simply to be a security guard. Obviously, it's likely that this guy's identity would not be allowed to be revealed under normal circumstances.

After learning about these situations, especially Zheng Sanzi spoke with an obvious Qin Province accent at that time, and the security captain who provided the clues was also from Qin Province. According to these, the criminal police immediately retrieved the information on the wanted criminals of Qin Province in the database of the Ministry of Public Security of the People's Republic of China, and sure enough, they found a person named Zheng Yong, whose photos are exactly the same as those of Zheng Sanzi, and obviously should be the same person.

Ning Qinghua was neither interested in nor clear about these things, but Yan Xuemeng was unusually concerned about this case. After all, for her, the living "corpse" incident that happened in front of her eyes a few days ago completely subverted her understanding of the world, and as for Ning Qinghua, in her eyes, there was a lot more mysterious color and an inexplicable pressure.

"How's it going? Any news? ”

Knowing that Yan Xuemeng has always been calling outside these days to inquire about the progress of the case, although it is impossible for the public security to disclose detailed details before the case is solved, Yan Wenyi is not an ordinary person after all, and the case happened in Yan's tea farm, plus Yan Wenyi himself is a member of the CPPCC of Yue Province, so the public security still revealed a lot of information. As for Yan Xuemeng, she is not only an eyewitness at the scene, but also the future successor of Yan's enterprise, so the specific details of the case can also be learned from her father.

Therefore, when she saw Yan Xuemeng returning to the villa from work with an excited face, Ning Qinghua, who was watching TV in the living room, asked very casually.

Yan Xuemeng walked up to Ning Qinghua, stopped in front of the TV and turned around, and saw Ning Qinghua with a confident and determined appearance, as if she knew what she was thinking. After this incident, Yan Xuemeng will never talk about Ning Qinghua as an ordinary person, seeing him like this, he really has doubts in his heart, does he really know?

"Do you know who Zheng Sanzi is?"

"Who? Isn't it just a tomb robber? ”

Ning Qinghua replied casually, and in this process, he didn't turn his attention back to Yan Xuemeng's side at all, and his eyes were still looking at the huge flat-screen TV in the living room.

"How do you know?"

Yan Xuemeng really doubts that this guy will be unpredictable at this moment. Indeed, on the wanted warrant in the database of the Ministry of Public Security, this guy whose real name is Zheng Yong is a tomb robber from the Gang of Singles, who has been in this business since he was seventeen or eighteen years old, during which he was also sentenced to two years in prison, but after being released from prison, he went to other provinces to continue to commit crimes, and until now, he has not been arrested.

With the increase of the number of wealthy people in recent years, the domestic cultural relics market has seen an extremely prosperous situation, and objects that were only tens of thousands of yuan more than 10 years ago can be auctioned at auctions for tens or even millions of yuan. Ning Qinghua was not so interested in these cultural relics, but the last thing in this show made Ning Qinghua feel a little weird.

It was a small piece of jade that was an inch long and five or six centimeters wide, and when playing the DV picture of the baby's high-definition enlarged image, Ning Qinghua found that the lines on this jade talisman had a sense of déjà vu. It's a pity that this shot lasted only a second or two, and by the time Ning Qinghua wanted to take a closer look again, the TV screen had already turned to the baby everyone.

It wasn't until the end of the show that Ning Qinghua moved his gaze from the TV to Yan Xuemeng, who looked angry.

Turning a blind eye to Ning Qinghua, Yan Xuemeng had already shouted before the call, but now although she was quite unhappy, she still held her mind and just stared at him fiercely with a pair of big eyes.

Originally, Ning Qinghua would not have ignored Yan Xuemeng so much, but just now his whole mind was immersed in thinking about that jade talisman, and now seeing that Yan Xuemeng was really angry with himself, he couldn't help but explain with a chuckle.

"The depression of the tea field, according to Feng Shui, is a rare auspicious cave, and it is estimated that there should be an ancient tomb underneath. If that man wasn't a tomb robber, why did he sneak into the tea farm incognito as a security guard, obviously he had the idea of hitting that tomb. ”

Ning Qinghua said this as a matter of course, but Yan Xuemeng was confused. What kind of feng shui is good, in Yan Xuemeng's previous impression, it was all some tricks to cheat people out of money, and they could only fool the brains of the older generation. In front of him, Ning Qinghua was only a few months older than himself, how could he know so many strange things.

"That's what your master taught you?"

Ning Qinghua smiled and nodded.

"Then what else did your master teach you?"

Seeing Yan Xuemeng's curious baby appearance, Ning Qinghua couldn't help but think of teasing, and said with a smile: "Astronomy and geography, astrological divination, yin and yang, and good luck and evil ......."

"Okay, okay, isn't this a magic stick!"

Yan Xuemeng looked at Ning Qinghua's serious appearance, and couldn't help but have a black line in her head. What is this? It's exactly like the blind fortune tellers on the antique street.

Seeing the disgusted expression on Yan Xuemeng's face, Ning Qinghua really showed a little serious look on his face and said: "Don't underestimate these things, the things of the ancestors have been passed down for thousands of years, and if there is no certain reason, it is impossible to pass them on to the present." ”

"But ......"

Yan Xuemeng still wanted to refute one or two, but found that the so-called scientific truths in her mind were really powerless in the face of the incident that happened a few days ago, and she couldn't have a reasonable explanation at all.

"If nothing else, let's just say that the tomb robber, since he did this business, before digging up the tomb, how did he determine that there were ancient tombs below?"

"Who said he didn't dig, didn't he say that there is a tool called Luoyang shovel? Moreover, it is possible to make a judgment by observing some physical conditions on the ground. ”

A few years ago, there were endless novels and film and television works about tomb robbing, even a daughter like Yan Xuemeng, who has also popularized some relevant knowledge in this regard, but Ning Qinghua will not say anything.

Ning Qinghua naturally knew that the tomb robber whose real name was Zheng Yong could not really understand feng shui. Not to mention that he is a young man who is less than thirty years old, even those who set up stalls to tell fortunes and claim to be half-immortals, almost ten out of ten are charlatans. In these years, those who dare to set up stalls on the street to collect money with this copy of "Zhou Yi" are there, but there are many people.

There are very few people in the Xuanmen who really have inheritance or Taoism, and among them, there is no one in a hundred who are willing to join the WTO. Like Zhuge Tai, who has real materials and has a great reputation in Xiangjiang, the people of Xuanmen really want to tell fortunes for people, and each hexagram is worth millions. If it is a fixed point, the fee is even more amazing. If Ning Qinghua really planned to rely on these to make money, it would be simple. However, the cause and effect involved in this period are too heavy, and Ning Qinghua will definitely not participate in it unless he has to do so.

"Let's not talk about the tomb robber, I didn't bring any Luoyang shovel!"

Ning Qinghua's words really made Yan Xuemeng a little stunned. Indeed, from beginning to end, Yan Xuemeng watched Ning Qinghua's every move in that depression. Although he himself said that experienced tomb robbers can tell whether there are ancient tombs below by the surface conditions. It is clear that Kening Qinghua will not engage in such a "promising" profession as a tomb robber.

"Is there really such a thing as feng shui?"

Speaking of this, Yan Xuemeng was also a little undecided.

"Not to mention anything else, the gold-plated gourd hanging on the lintel of the gate of your father's villa, if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid it's an open-ended object!"

Ning Qinghua's current Buick car was still parked in the courtyard of Yan Wenyi's villa, and when he first entered the door, he immediately noticed the gourd hanging on the lintel, which contained a very thin aura.

For Ning Qinghua, this thing can't even touch the edge of the spiritual weapon, but for an "ordinary person" like Yan Wenyi, it can play a role in driving away evil spirits and avoiding disasters.

Yan Xuemeng really knew the origin of the gourd pendant, and it was indeed begged for by her father from a temple in Putuo for a lot of money, and it was denounced by Yan Xuemeng as "feudal superstition" at that time.

"Is there really a tomb of the ancients down there?"

Ning Qinghua smiled and bowed slightly, but then his face condensed and said: "Don't fight that idea, this woman's corpse was buried there for three years and turned into a corpse, and the tomb below is only afraid that it is very dangerous, if it is reckless, I am afraid that I will worry about my life." ”

(To be continued)