"What's the weird thing?" Mu Zifeng asked.

"After Professor Wu's body was found, I was the first police officer to enter his office and search it." "Lin Sanguo" slowed down his speech: "Because of the habit of working as a police officer, I always like to stare at those small things. ”

"Hurry up, don't sell it!" Mu Zifeng urged.

"When I entered, the first thing I saw was the lamp on my desk, it was faintly lit. I leaned over and found a piece of paper on my desk. "Lin Sanguo" took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Mu Zifeng.

"The handwriting on this piece of paper is very strange, and no one in our police station knows it." "Lin Sanguo" continued: "I'm a person, I don't have other skills, my memory is okay, I look at these strange words, as if I've seen them somewhere, and then I reacted, it seems to be quite similar to the curse font on the jade door of the Great Xia Emperor's Mausoleum." ”

Because he had participated in the archaeological work of the Great Xia Emperor's Mausoleum, "Lin Sanguo" knew that the strange text of the Great Xia Emperor's Tomb was deciphered by Mu Zifeng. Because of the relationship between classmates, "Lin Sanguo" went directly to find Mu Zifeng, first threw himself in the air at the old residence, and after several inquiries, he found this place.

"Based on my years of investigative experience, I dare to conclude that Professor Wu has been studying this piece of paper during his lifetime, and this piece of paper must be inextricably linked to Professor Wu's death." "Lin Sanguo" said quite confidently.

"Stick, I can't see it, the gangster who could only wield knives and guns back then, now I'm going to be impressed with you!" Mu Zifeng stroked the piece of paper thoughtfully.

This piece of paper brought him back to many past events in his mind, and before in the "Strange Garden" and at Chang'an University, a mysterious person sent two notes to guide him on the way. Now another note has appeared. Looking at what had happened before, those notes did make him find out some strange things.

After returning from Santa Maria Hospital, Mu Zifeng had already listed the young man with tufts of white hair who helped him get rid of the corpse as a suspect in handing the note. After all, the note had the words Santa Maria Hospital written on it, and at the critical moment, a young man with a tuft of white hair floating on his forehead came out to save himself.

This time, is it his operation again? Now, where does he go from here?

Seeing that Mu Zifeng didn't speak for a long time and fell into deep thought, "Lin Sanguo" screamed a few times, and pushed Mu Zifeng's shoulder.

was shouted back to reality by "Lin Sanguo", Mu Zifeng felt that he had to make a decision immediately, otherwise things would definitely change unexpectedly. Coming back from the archaeology of the Great Xia Emperor's Mausoleum, a series of strange things happened,

He always felt that these things seemed to have nothing to do with each other, and in some ways there must be a disconnected connection.

"Lin Sanguo"'s question made Mu Zifeng have to respond, he held the paper tightly and asked "Lin Sanguo": "Do you know what this means?" “

"What do you mean?" "Lin Sanguo" shook his head puzzled and said, "If I knew, I would take off my pants and fart, and come to ask you?" ”

"These seven characters are all Daxia characters." Mu Zifeng folded the piece of paper in half, made a paper airplane, and threw it out, the paper airplane spun in a circle in the air, and landed firmly on the bed.

"Hey, you still say that I sell Guanzi, you can talk when you talk, what are you doing with this thing? That's evidence! "Lin Sanguo" shouted impatiently, grabbed the paper airplane, spread it out, and handed it to Mu Zifeng.

"You still don't read much, these seven words are actually the title of a book and a place name." Mu Zifeng pointed to the words on the paper, revealing a mysterious expression.

"Say it, stop the ink!"

""The Golden Stone Can Be Learned" Mingli Lane."

"Uh...... "Golden Stone"? Haven't you heard of it, it sounds like the title of the book, it's about gold? "Lin Sanguo" guessed.

"You're only half right!" Mu Zifeng said softly. Mu Zifeng told "Lin Sanguo" that it is normal that he has not heard of it, in fact, many people in the academic world do not know that "Jin Shi Kejian" is a new book that Professor Wu is writing, the main content is about the study of the Daxia script, the Daxia script is extremely difficult to understand, almost only Professor Wu is proficient in China, and he wants to sum up many years of experience and prepare to benefit the academic community. Due to the huge amount of work, the book is still being written, and not many people know about it.

As a professor of history, it is really common for Professor Wu to write this kind of book, but if according to "Lin Sanguo", Professor Wu has been studying this title before his death, there must be something indescribable and unclear.

Mu Zifeng remembered that when he was in Santa Maria Hospital, he found that the coffin with Professor Wu's name written on it was not Professor Wu's body, and these confusing things made him suspicious.

"Mingli Lane, I know, hey, that Professor Wu seems to live there!" "Lin Sanguo" shouted repeatedly.

His reaction reminded Mu Zifeng, and Mu Zifeng remembered that he had been to Mingli Lane, but no one was at home at that time.

Mu Zifeng carefully observed the words on the note again, in italics. Professor Wu's words, Mu Zifeng couldn't be more familiar with them, it was quite a legacy of Wang Youjun.

Judging from the handwriting, "Lin Sanguo" is obviously pretending to be smart, and the note placed on Professor Wu's desk must have been written by him? Coupled with the experience of flying two notes inexplicably, Mu Zifeng judged that this note was not written by the professor.

So what does the title of the book and the professor's home mean when put together?

"Hey!" Mu Zifeng patted his head and suddenly realized: "Look at my elm head, stick, I think I have something to tell you!" ”

So, Mu Zifeng told "Lin Sanguo" about his experience in Santa Maria Hospital, but he hid the discovery of Dongying people, he is a naturally cautious person, after all, he is not sure whether it is Dongying people, and he is still burdened with the heavy responsibility of finding his father, although "Lin Sanguo" is a classmate, but after all, he is a policeman, and he doesn't want to get involved in too much right and wrong.

"Lin Sanguo" was stunned for a long time after hearing this, and a sentence came out for a long time: "What do you mean to say, Professor Wu is not dead?" It's impossible, our police station has identified it, and the family has also seen it, and the body must be Professor Wu! ”

"As far as I know, as soon as my wife arrived at the scene, she was frightened and fainted by the bloody tragedy. As for your police station? I guess I just looked at the approximate body shape and clothes, right? Haven't they been busy with the Dongying people's case lately? Mu Zifeng asked "Lin Sanguo" in a mocking tone.

Clothes, body shape, in his eyes, these things can be replaced by peach stiffness, and they don't mean anything.

"Dongying people? It was the plainclothes team of the "Blue Coat Society" investigating, and it involved a major matter between the two countries, and the police department in our area could not control it. Seeing Mu Zifeng teasing himself, "Lin Sanguo" hurriedly ripped off the relationship with the plainclothes team.

The plainclothes team is the outermost force of the mysterious organization of the Republic of China "Blue Coat Society", responsible for arrest and interrogation, the plainclothes team is just the most inconspicuous force of the "Blue Coat Society", but wherever they go, others are afraid of three points, as for the "Blue Coat Society", no one knows what they look like, only know that if they fall into their clutches, the probability of living is similar to the probability of being stuck by a fish bone while eating.

"Stick, although you are strong in martial arts, but you have not been a policeman for two years, is it too important to let you solve the case alone in such a big murder case?" Mu Zifeng saw that "Lin Sanguo" was very taboo about the plainclothes team, so he changed the topic, he really felt strange, how could such a big murder case be handed over to a policeman who had just not worked for a few years.

"What's wrong? Xiaofeng, what do you mean, I don't have the ability to solve cases? "Lin Sanguo" was a little unhappy, after all, he was an admirer of pure Arthur Conan Doyle, and he often called himself Chang'an "Sherlock Holmes".

"Okay, good ......, blame me for a slip of the tongue, I mean, you guys don't pay too much attention to this case, after all, Professor Wu is also a celebrity in the academic world!" In order not to completely annoy "Lin Sanguo", Mu Zifeng hurriedly explained and praised "him": "I know that your Lin Gong is like Di Gong back then, and he is exhaustive, and no clues can escape your eyes. ”

"That's, after all, eating this bowl of rice, how to mix it here." "Lin Sanguo" was a little fluttery by Mu Zifeng, and he also boasted about himself.

"But with all due respect, it is really possible that Professor Wu is still alive, and what I have seen and heard in the hospital can confirm this conjecture."

"But what I'm investigating is Professor Wu's death, not Professor Wu's disappearance!" "Lin Sanguo" shook his head again and again: "Impossible, never!" ”

"I know you have concerns, and I'm not sure that Professor Wu is still alive, at least I'm sure that the body in Santa Maria Hospital is not Professor Wu!" Mu Zifeng got dressed and prepared to get out of bed. He was thinking that there were no new clues now, so he might as well follow the instructions of the note and see what new discoveries would be made.

Since Professor Wu may not return to the Nine Heavens, then, in order to decipher the last words of the "strange face" and find the place where the "Book of Eternal Life" is hidden, Professor Wu must be found. Now it seems that all of this is actually a clue to find his father.

"Santa Maria's Hospital is really weird, if you have to reason according to what you said." "Lin Sanguo" suddenly raised his arms: "Should we go to Santa Maria Hospital for a visit now?" “

"No!" Mu Zifeng had already put on his clothes: "Stick, I broke into the hospital last night, and I was already alert over there, we will definitely not find any traces if we go again, we have to go to Professor Wu's house to check again, and it just so happens that I also want to go to see my wife!" ”

"What's the matter?" "Lin Sanguo" asked suspiciously.

"Go and check if there is any book in the pillow on Professor Wu's bookshelf!" Mu Zifeng walked to the staircase and shouted, "Old Black, prepare the car." ”

The black Mercedes-Benz drove out of the gate of Mu's house in a puff of smoke, and a pair of vicious eyes watched the car disappear from view.

The two came to Wu Zhixuan's house, Mu Zifeng found that Wu's house was not hung with white white according to custom, he knocked on the door several times, but there was still no sound.