I appeared at the door of the hotel with a tired face, and if I hadn't spoken, Oda would never have thought it was me.

I went home, went to the bathroom and washed my face, I looked at me in the mirror, my face was full of exhaustion, deep dark circles under my eyes, like carbon black applied to my face.

I didn't care about anything these days, I didn't think about it, I just ate and drank, and walked around. To be honest, I really want to forget about these things as soon as possible, as if nothing had happened, forget everything about these times, I don't want to go any further, everything that happened in these times, just let him go with the wind!

I don't want to give up looking for my father, but I just don't want to rely on others, I don't want to ask for help from others, I want to find clues and find the truth by myself, after all, only what I find is the real one, without a trace of cover-up.

Because of my leg injury, I stayed in the hospital for a while, and the injury was very serious, but fortunately, Hu Yuqing gave me emergency treatment after getting on the boat, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

During this period, my second uncle came to see me, and when he asked me some questions, I was also hesitant and difficult to answer, and my second uncle did not continue to ask, but I saw that my second uncle knew something, but he did not say.

I almost went back when I was healed, and I didn't want to stay in the hospital for a while, I felt that it was a sad place, and it would make people feel bad.

I sat in my office and leaned back in my chair with nothing to do. At this time, I suddenly saw the iron kettle hanging on the wall, and I walked over and took it down. I brought this kettle from the bottom of the sea, but I don't remember bringing it to the office, and it was amazing to appear in my office at this time, as if it was intentional. I didn't think much about it at the time, I guess when I brought it here, but I forgot.

I opened the kettle, and I remembered that there was a note in it, and after I read it at the temple, I shoved it back, and who knew that it was no longer there! I took a flashlight and shone it inside, the kettle was very well sealed, there was no sign of water inside, and of course, there was no note inside!

Did someone take it? Only I can come in my office, others can't get in, there is also surveillance around the hotel, no one should have come in, let alone stealing, who would be interested in this broken kettle? But I clearly remember that I put the note in it, and I deliberately tightened it, but now it is gone, could it be that someone made trouble when I was on the boat and stole it, and the other one, that is, the words written on the note, I don't understand what it means!

There was nothing in it, so there was no research value, so I threw it on the table, I picked up the lid of the kettle, and I wanted to know a little bit from the lid, such as when and where the kettle was made, but there was nothing on the lid, but I found that the lid actually had a mezzanine!

I found a knife to open the compartment of this lid, and inside was a piece of paper folded here, and when I opened it, I realized that this was a photo, and I opened it carefully, and I was afraid that I would tear this photo apart with too much force.

This is a black and white photo, but it is very clear, there is a person in the photo, sitting in a place similar to a throne, half of his body is hidden in the dark, only half of his face can be seen, no eyes can be seen, and there is an evil smile on his mouth, which makes people feel a chill down his spine, I have seen this scene!

Isn't this the person I saw inside the door that Nameless walked in earlier? Although the movements are not the same as the photos, this is not wrong with this feeling, this kind of aura is not something that ordinary people can exude, I can feel it when I look at the photos.

At that time, I was at the bottom of the sea, I was in a hurry to leave, and I didn't look carefully at the person who was hiding in the dark, and now the photo is here, I looked at it carefully, this smile is also very familiar, it seems that I have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember, I began to exclude from the people I knew who was involved in this matter, because I believe that I have definitely seen it, and I ruled it out again, but I was not reconciled, and I ruled it out again, until several times later, I remembered, I didn't count myself!

Could it really be me? I specially found a mirror and wanted to imitate it and take a look, but when I faced the mirror, I hesitated suddenly, and a feeling of fear arose in my heart, I was afraid that it was me, but I did it anyway, according to the smile of the person in the photo.

At that moment, I was shocked that my smile was exactly the same as the photo and the person!

At this time, when I was looking at the person in this photo, I felt more and more that the person in this photo was me.

In order to prevent it from being my subjective assumption, I also specially asked Oda and the others to look at it, and they all said that it was exactly the same, and some people even said that it was a photo taken by me.

I sat in my chair and couldn't calm down for a long time. It's normal to have the same smile, after all, I don't show the upper half of my face, but I don't think it's a coincidence, there must be some reason for this! In this case, it is not difficult to find someone with a similar smile to me, and that should be my father!

But I found it hard to believe that this was my father, who would sit on the throne, and in this dark seabed, I began to think that it was the Eastern Prince, could it be that the Eastern Princes coincidentally looked similar to me?

I became overwhelmed, I didn't know that I had something to do with the prince of the East, or with the people on this throne? How could I possibly have a relationship with an ancient figure from thousands of years ago? Am I a descendant of an ancient royal family? I think it's funny!

Another question, I'm curious about who took this picture, who is this one, is it from the archaeological team, or someone else!

This photo is hidden in the lid of the kettle, it is well hidden, it is obvious that the owner of the kettle does not want people to find out, the style of this kettle, it should be the people of the archaeological team, indicating that he does not want to let other archaeological teams find it, but why is this, an archaeological team, there is a secret? I don't think that's right, but if you think about it, why don't we, and it's impossible for each of us to have a ghost!

I didn't know much about the specifics of the archaeological team, and I wondered what my father's role was in this strange archaeological team.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was not much time to do during this period, I decided to start investigating the archaeological team!