Chapter 391: Archives
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I entered the police station again in a daze, and I racked my brains on the way to figure it out, in the industry, I never grudge against people, and I was not caught by the strip when I went to the ground, and it stands to reason that there will be no criminal record, why was I arrested again for no reason? What the hell is the old man? This is obviously a well-designed trap, and I'm afraid that as soon as I enter Guanghan, I will start to be calculated. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Alas, how easily I believed the old fellow! If the beard is there, there will certainly not be such a consequence.
When I arrived at the door of the police station, the policeman who tortured me had no intention of getting out of the car, suddenly opened my handcuffs and said very sincerely: "Comrade, I'm sorry to frighten you!" ”
I rub! If anyone could see my expression at that time, they would probably never forget it for the rest of their lives!
My jaw was about to drop, and I looked at the policeman in a daze, but I didn't understand what he was saying.
The policeman was embarrassed by me, and hurriedly explained: "That old man just now, there is something wrong here. As he spoke, he knocked on his head and said: "The old man is a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, and he also fought with the Kuomintang, the cultural research institute you are talking about was established by the Sichuan warlord Liu Xiang during the Republic of China, and was later taken over by Chiang Kai-shek's descendant Hu Zongnan's troops. ”
I just reacted, I was angry, but I am an official, I am a thief, I am afraid that it will not end well, so I have to laugh and scold me for being unlucky.
When I came out of the police station, I quickly found a hotel, charged my phone, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and I was full of energy and began to plan the things of the cultural institute.
The police told me that the cultural center had been converted into an archive, and I didn't know if the clues left by the knife were still there. There is a strange thing here, that is, the address left by the knife for me is the address of the cultural institute, so the knife should not know that the cultural institute has been rebuilt, that is to say, the knife should have been to the cultural institute a long time ago, and then never went again, and the cultural institute was built during the Republic of China, maybe the knife knew the existence of the cultural institute at that time, so that the age of the knife has advanced by several decades.
These are not always required, anyway, they are coming, and they have to be seen. Having made up my mind, I immediately took a taxi to the archives.
To put it bluntly, the knife only gave me an address and did not leave a clear clue, although I found it, it was still a headless fly. How to get down and which aspect to start checking is confusing. However, I have roughly formulated a general goal, since this is an archive, then you might as well start from the archives, in the thousand coffin cave of the ancient tomb of Lushan, the epitaph of Yuan Shouling said that he was martyred in the Anti-Japanese War, and the address left by Xiaodaoliu was originally under the jurisdiction of Hu Zongnan, I hope to find his archives here.
found the director in charge of the archives, surnamed Lu, as soon as he entered his office, it was full of smoke, and he didn't know how many cigarettes this girl smoked.
After entering, I said that it was a volunteer to visit the veterans of the Anti-Japanese War, and I also showed him a work permit, this thing can be found all over the street with small advertisements, and it can be made in less than an hour with a phone call, and now those who do fake documents have also learned to promote, just like you walk on the street and see "Miss Bao" on the manhole cover, I don't understand why so many young ladies are surnamed Bao?
As soon as Director Lu heard that I was looking for the archives of the Republic of China, he frowned: "This thing is not easy to do, there are no relevant documents, we are not allowed to be viewed by unrelated personnel, although we are a small restaurant, but we also have to go through due process, right?" With that, he pulled out another cigarette, threw the case on the desk, and glanced at my bag.
I said in my heart that your sister was holding chicken feathers as an arrow, but she still smiled and said: "Nacheng, then bother the director to wait a minute, I'll go through the formalities and come back immediately." Before going out, the grandson didn't forget to tell me: "Let's get off work at half past four, you can hurry up." ”
Twenty minutes later, I wrapped two soft Chinese in a black convenience bag, handed them to Director Lu, and said, "Look, the formalities have been completed, what else do you need?" ”
The grandson glanced into the bag, put it in the drawer casually, and smiled: "Young people are efficient." As he spoke, he took out a bunch of keys from another drawer, handed them to me, and said: "Our archives are divided into three floors, you want to check the archives of the Republic of China, in the basement, I will tell you again, there are many people at work, and you will go in after work, remember not to be too ostentatious, once you are seen by the administrator on duty, you will say that it is a temporary worker, just leave." ”
I smiled, quickly said thank you, and scolded in my heart: "Dog, it's a temporary worker again!" ”