Chapter 8 December 18, 2018

It was sunny for several days, and I was late for work for several days.

Is it time that bears the youth, or the teenager loses the time.

I guess I won't think about such an elegant sentence, and even if I see it, I don't care about it, what a thing.

The post-90s teenagers basically rely on online games and maverick personalities to walk the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, when the meeting was held today, Haiyang was not late, and he consciously found a position by the door and opened a crack, probably afraid of suffocation during the meeting, he finally kept a little heart.

Comrade Ocean, you can also let the director breathe a sigh of relief.

At the time of the meeting, only Zhang Mian's group of information collection was hung up on the sub-bureau's webpage for criticism, which made Zhang Mian's old face a little unbearable.

Back in the office, Zhang Mian and Haiyang, Shengli and Ji Heng talked about this matter, but Haiyang, the team leader or he, Li, still didn't pay much attention to it.

This made Zhang Mian feel bottomless, so if he couldn't do it, he would put down other work first and focus on information collection.

The tasks assigned by the superior must be completed first, and those with a time limit must be completed within a time limit.

To do work, we must distinguish priorities and learn to "talk about the piano".

It is necessary to have both IQ and EQ.

This is the leader's earnest teachings, and Zhang Mian understands it in his heart, but he has deviated from his own operation, which is also caused by Zhang Mian's personality, in fact, it is also his fate. In reality, when he is despised by others, he will say to himself that it is not easy to be able to do it until now, and there are many people who are worse than him, okay, Zhang Q.

At half past ten, Mr. Su's group received a police report that an ancient tomb had been dug up at a construction site, and a sword inside had been taken away.

This police officer solves today's diary, otherwise the repetition of daily life would not have been able to write anything new.

When Xu Jiao received the police, he said to Zhang Mian that there is material today, but it is a principle that the secret cannot be written.

Zhang Mian can still keep his mouth shut about this, and his low emotional intelligence does not mean that he is stupid.

Teacher Su's group went to the police like crazy, and when they heard that the ancient tomb was helping them to be Hu Bayi. Hu Bayi also brought some rice and black donkey hooves, these young men were good, and they went with their brains and relying on the crowds.

At eleven o'clock, a new situation was discovered at the scene, and the sword that had been taken was recovered.

After Zhang Mian and Director Xu went to the scene for reinforcements, they saw a mud pit, and there were some small blue and black bricks scattered next to it, which should be tomb bricks, and the dug loess had white ash on it, which should be the soil covering the tomb bricks.

This is all what Zhang Mian learned from the tomb robbery notes, and it is wrong and irresponsible.

There was nothing in the pit more than three meters deep, let alone hairy zombies, not even coffin boards and bottles and jars.

Thankfully, Zhang Mian saw the recovered sword.

The sword has no scabbard, the sword is about two feet long, the tip of the sword is broken, it should have been dug up by an excavator, and the entire sword body is already rusty, and it is impossible to see what material it is.

The hilt of the sword is a piece of green jade, I don't know what kind of jade it is, although it is noon, there is a trace of coldness in the hand.

Since ancient times, when the sword was matched with a hero, when Zhang Mian held this sword, he couldn't help but think about who the owner of this sword was, what his identity was, and what he had experienced in his life......

In broad daylight, it's the same as the one who was taken away in a horror novel.

"Master, put away the sword, make a list and put it in the archives." Zhang Mian handed him the sword and put it away.

The master's real name is Wu Yuanliang, the reason why he is called a master, you also understand, he claims to cross yin and yang, understands feng shui, and when he went out of this police, he was the first to jump into the car.

"Can you see what's going on, look at the sky and the ground for a while, and learn from Sun Wukong for a while," Zhang Mian teased him.

"Brother Xuan, I can see that this is very likely to be a man's tomb, I won't come to see it until tonight, and I will definitely find some clues."

"You're going to have sunglasses, and it's more like a pathfinder stick."

After a while, people from the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau also came, and professional things need to be done by professional people.

The staff of the Cultural Relics Bureau took a look at the scattered tomb bricks, and basically determined that it was a tomb of the Han Dynasty, which was of great archaeological value, but the scene was seriously damaged.

On the way back, Zhang Mian discussed this police situation with Director Xu, the tomb was found yesterday afternoon, and the police were reported at noon today, and the police directly pointed out that someone had taken the sword, and he knew the person who took the sword, which was also the reason why the sword could be found quickly.

What is the purpose of the informant's report, whether it is for the protection of cultural relics or for the uneven distribution of spoils;

what happened between the discovery of the burial chamber and the time the police were called;

In addition to this sword, were there any other artifacts that were dug up at that time;

Is this an incident or a case;

In the case of not involving secrets, Zhang Mian will mention the follow-up situation of today's ancient tomb in his future logs.

At the end of today's diary, Zhang Mian hopes that everyone will protect cultural relics, and every cultural relics have a history behind them.

History is precious, like our memories.