The voice of a very young girl who answered the phone said: "Hello, this is Kangkang Western food, what do you want?" ”

I looked down and saw that the name of the store "Kangkang Western Food" was printed on the convenience bag for takeout.

"A full polygraph." I said, and then I gave the address.

The girl replied sweetly: "Yes sir, the meal you ordered will be delivered in about forty minutes, and I wish you a pleasant meal." ”

After hanging up the phone, I picked up the handy bag and looked at it carefully.

The general ordered food from this Western restaurant, and the "Kangkang Western Food" was just a superficial camouflage, but in fact it was another contact point for the general, providing the necessary logistical support.

"Is it safe?" I showed the general the bag.

The general nodded weakly: "Safe, safe...... The network of the Yellow Flower Society is divided into several levels, Cha Ye is the last level, Zuo Fengshou's Luopan Village is the fifth level, and I use the fourth level of the network, the safety factor is very high, it has always been a one-line contact, and traitors can't reach it. ”

I walked over, picked up Zhao Tan, and put him on the sofa.

"We'll find out what the stele means...... The inscription on the reverse side of the stele is very strange, and I believe that Oda must have done a lot of research and made a discovery. Alas, the 'Tomb of the Gods' is a very mysterious place, and Mt. Fuji is the root of the island nation, and the combination of the two must be a great collision of science and metaphysics, which can produce unimaginable power. The general's voice slowly smoothed.

Every country in the world has artificially placed forbidden land within its territory to raise the barrier to entry, and often only the big people with real power can enter.

Ordinary people look at the scenery in the forbidden land, envy and jealousy, and at the same time, add oil and vinegar, create gossip, one part hearsay, nine points false rumors, imagine how strange and wonderful it is.

Politics is brutal, and my opinion is that the existence of the "Tomb of the Gods" is as secret as the 51 region, which is a secret place in the service of national politics. Everything that happens here is something that the top brass doesn't want the people to see.

Zhao Tan is a person who can be recruited by the Oda clan and is highly valued by the imperial family. Then, the excavation of the tomb of the Oda ghost slave is one of Zhao Tan's practical actions to repay the royal family.

"Do you know the words on the reverse side of the stele?" I asked.

The general shook his head: "I don't know, but I think Zhao Tan has been selling guanzi, which can show that those words are not common, and once they are enlightened, they have a very magical effect." I have seen the inscriptions on the plaques of the emperors in the two Forbidden Cities, and each plaque has a warning significance. According to the values of the ancients, all the words that can be recorded on stone inscriptions are clear truths. Oda Onibun enshrined such an important stone tablet in the tomb, it must be ......"

Our speculations are getting more and more rambling each time, and we are gradually drifting off the right path.

There is one thing, I don't know whether to be happy or sad - the general lied.

The words engraved on the reverse side of the stele are a focal point, and since there is no information on the Internet or in the newspapers, its content can only rely on Zhao Tan to provide.

According to the general, she seems to have known what the words are engraved.

I nodded lightly: "Don't worry, wait until Zhao Tan's mouth is pried open, these will not be a problem." ”

Half an hour later, a courier delivered a two-foot square package.

When the package was opened, the hypnotic equipment was neatly stucked in the internal safe.

With my knowledge of hypnotic polygraph equipment, I put it together one by one.

Zhao Tan didn't know about anyone, so he honestly let me fiddle with it.

I put the twenty-four biometric collectors of the lie detector on Zhao Tan and straightened him.

There is also a mechanism inside the collector that can be manipulated by the computer to shoot extremely thin anesthetic needles to continuously mislead the subject, inducing him to give up his vigilance and follow the subject's baton.

"Alright." I laid everything out and went back to tell the general.

"Let's get started, and I wish you all the best this time." She said.

I pressed the button, and the anesthetic needle began to work, Zhao Tan's ten fingers on both hands and ten toes on both feet were pricked by the anesthetic needle more than a dozen times in a row, and the severe pain made him awake, but the anesthetic could make him weak, and he couldn't even move his lips.

This is actually another game, but the two sides of the game directly become me and Zhao Tan, which is equivalent to trying to see each other.

"Mr. Zhao, what we are saying at this moment will all disappear after about two hours, leaving no trace. There are no transcripts of conversations, no audio or video recordings, just what we are saying at the moment. So, don't worry about anything, you're safe, we're all safe. And then there's the fact that I don't represent any sensitive political country, or any gang, just myself. I got involved in this battle only because of a misunderstanding. I stared into Zhao Tan's eyes, lowered my voice, and tried to make the conversation feel soft, natural, and calm, just like two good friends chatting.

The best interrogation is not in the interrogation room or on the torture rack, but in an environment where the other party feels warm and comfortable, communicating very smoothly, and then confiding in each other.

I'm not overly optimistic, and with the help of anesthetics, anesthetics, and lie detectors, I hope to have a mental draw with Zhao Tan.

"I want a drink...... Sake, as long as sake, comes from the beautiful Yukino of Hokkaido...... Sake ......" Zhao Tan looked at him and muttered, "Cat, my cat, where is my cat?" Where am I ......?"

The general struggled to his feet, leaning against the wall and walking to the kitchen. Then, the bottle and kettle over there rang a few times, and soon she came back with a glass of water.

"It's a sake brew." The general said.

I took the cup, took two steps forward, and brought the rim of the cup close to Zhao Tan's lips.

"The best sake is here." I say.

He opened his mouth and took a big sip, a satisfied smile slowly rising from the corners of his mouth.

"Tell me about the stone tablet of the 'Tomb of the Gods'? What are the words on the reverse side of the stele? I asked.

"Yes...... The mantra shows the strange changes of some celestial phenomena, and those who understand it will naturally understand it, and those who don't understand it will naturally not understand it. A lot of people ask...... I didn't understand it, I understood, I looked up so much information, and finally understood, better than anyone else......" He replied intermittently.

What is the word? What words? I asked.

"If you want to go dragon snake, hehe, these are the words. I will always remember how shocked I was when I found those words. Of so many people, only I know what Oda Oni Nu has done......"

Zhao Tan was only halfway through his words, and the general picked up the pencil and wrote the four big characters "want to walk the dragon and snake" on the paper, and then put the white paper up to show me.

Ancient writing is very obscure, especially this kind of four-character sentence, sometimes the words are dictionalist, even if you know each word, if you don't know its allusions, you still can't understand the meaning of the connection.

"When I saw the stele, I knew that the era of rise was coming...... However, I told the royal family that I would go to the Central Plains to learn from the predecessors of the Oda ghost slaves and seek scriptures for the strength and prosperity of our country. Seeking scriptures? Hehe...... Even the whole world is mine, is there still a set of scriptures? Whenever I think of 'I want to walk the dragon snake', I am so excited that I can't help it, and I am manic...... I can't sleep, and I have to rely on drugs to calm myself down...... It's my own secret, and the core of the secret is me, and no one knows it......" His words were a little incoherent.

Looking at his expression, his emotions had begun to stir.

I pointed to the laptop on the table, and the general understood and immediately moved the computer over.

In order to control Zhao Tan's emotions, I doubled the injection dose of the anesthetic needle to make the anesthesia deeper, so as to counteract Zhao Tan's restlessness.

"What's in the tomb? Is there only one stone tablet left in the life of Oda Oninu? Where did the stele come from, is there no written explanation? I asked.

"When it comes to flooding, one hundred orders and eight ...... As long as you understand this sentence, you will understand the painstaking efforts of Oda Oninu. What he left for the latecomers was a guiding light like the starry sky and Beidou, and if he dug from there, he would know the final result...... Forty-eight days, I watched them dig, and until forty-eight days, I dug up what I wanted......"

The general is fast, holding a laptop in one hand and a pencil in the other, recording "open in the face of floods, one hundred orders and eight".

Those eight words tell the story in the first chapter of "Water Margin", but Zhao Tan used it to answer my question.

In the tomb of Oda Onino, he first found the stone tablet and then began to dig downward, exactly after the practice of Captain Hong in this book.

"What did you dig up?" I asked.

"A woman, a woman in a painting, is a painting......" Zhao Tan sighed deeply, his arms trembled, and he made a gesture of hugging forward.

The general's shoulders trembled, and he turned his head to look at me, his eyes unusually shocked.

"How?" I silently raised my eyebrows and made an inquiring motion.

She quickly wrote a line on the paper, and took another pencil and brought it to me.

"In the past five years, some people in the antique industry on Hong Kong Island have sold jade prints of ladies in the Ming Dynasty, saying that they are from the 'Tomb of the Gods' on Mount Fuji." Here are the words she wrote.

I seem to have read the news, but I didn't pay attention.

"The Gu family bought the painting and never exhibited it again, so the rumors about the painting died down one by one." She wrote again.

"The woman was engraved on the jade plate, her eyebrows were picturesque, and the pipa was bouncing ......," Zhao Tan said.

This time, the general and I shuddered at the same time, and involuntarily let out an "ah" at the same time.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Unexpectedly, the clues sorted out from Zhao Tan were related to the rebound pipa diagram of Cave 112 of Mogao Grottoes.

"The jade engraving comes from the tomb of the Oda ghost slave, the person in the painting is the dancing girl in the rebound pipa picture, the jade print is collected by the Gu family, Gu Qingcheng went to Mogao Grottoes to see the rebound pipa picture...... Zhao Tan's excavation is very purposeful, he knows where the results of this pursuit are, the jade engravings in the tomb are only one of them, and the scorched wood is another, where is the intersection of these goals and the Dunhuang Heavenly Machine...... "I see hope for solving the problem, but at the same time, all kinds of complex information are entangled, chaotic, and more and more difficult to unravel.

"Dig down again, under the jade print, there is ...... A bottomless black hole, only two ......feet in diameter," Zhao Tan's narrative gradually pointed to another, more bizarre world.

In order to convey the situation more clearly, I have rearranged what he said as follows-

First, he excavated the tomb of Oda Onito. Of course, in order to do this, the tomb of Oda Oninu must be large enough, at least like the tomb of the ancient Chinese magnates, with a length, width, and height of more than ten meters.

Then, he excavated for forty-eight days and dug up the jade prints. This is a huge amount of work, and it must have used small excavation and transportation machinery, and it is no longer possible to dig deep wells in a narrow space with manpower alone.

He said that the black hole under the jade print is two feet in diameter, so the reason why the jade print exists is like adding a lid to the black hole. Otherwise, the dirt on it will be filled in and the black hole will be blocked.