Early autumn, midnight.

The phone on Qiu Shan's desk rang "ding, ding, ding".

Qiu Shan picked up the microphone and habitually greeted: "Hello, "National Treasure" magazine, who are you looking for?" ”

There was a noise in the earpiece:

“…… Puff Puff...... Poof......"

"Hey, who is it?"

“…… Poof...... Puff puff ......"

"Hey, hey......" Qiu Shan fiddled with the phone line with his fingers, suspecting that the end of the line was loose.

“…… Puff puff ...... Thorn Thorn ...... Puff puff puff ......"

"Hey, can you hear me?"

“…… Puff puff...... Puff puff sting......"

Qiu Shan hung up the phone with a "snap", and when he saw Feng Xiaoqian next to him covering his mouth and sneering, he put on a cynical look, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers at her, and said seriously: "Open the room, will you go?" ”

Feng Xiaoqian glanced at him, and quickly lowered his head to look at the report.

Qiu Shan leaned out of the window to see the fog shrouding the lights of Beijing's CBD, the hazy streetlights stretching into the distance, and the city's skyline blurring under the dark gray night.

It's haze again. Qiu Shan took the coffee on the table and drank it all, smacked his lips a few times and said: "The spring breeze does not pass the jade gate, no wonder it makes people panic...... Ahem, call it a day, and go home from work. As he spoke, he cleaned up his desk, put his backpack on his shoulder, and just walked to the door of the office, the phone rang again.

Qiu Shan frowned, looked back at the telephone, hesitated for a few seconds, or walked back, grabbed the microphone and looked at the caller ID, the area code 029, it was the phone in Xi'an.

"Hey, here'......"

"Don't speak, just listen to me." A hoarse voice with a very low volume interrupted Qiu Shan's words.

"I'm Lee Tae-rae......"

Qiu Shan was taken aback when he heard this, and suddenly remembered that he had interviewed him a week ago, and the other party was a professor at the School of History of Xijing University, who studied religious history and was quite famous in China. Qiu Shan remembers that he went to Xi'an to attend a conference on the protection of religious cultural relics, and happened to meet Li Tailai and made an appointment for an exclusive interview. I didn't expect him to call so late.

"I'm sorry to disturb you......" Li Tae-rae seemed to be trying his best to control his trembling voice: "...... There is such a thing...... I want to ask you for a favor," his voice suddenly became urgent: "Remember this phone number, be sure to remember, don't tell anyone...... In the last interview, there will be a hint in 32 minutes and 15 seconds...... Something happens tomorrow morning, keep an eye out for the news...... Remember, be sure to get to the phone location before it rains! ”

Before Qiu Shan could say "uh", the sound in the earpiece stopped abruptly, and only a busy sound remained.

Qiu Shan glanced at the microphone in confusion, and then looked at the caller ID, "02923754681", an ordinary landline number. He took out Lee's business card from the drawer and found that it did not have the number on it. Qiu Shan pressed the phone inquiry button again, found the previous number, and found that it was Li Tailai's home phone - the phone call just now was also from him!

What happened to Lee Tae-rae? Qiu Shan looked at the telephone on the table in disbelief, suddenly remembered the interview recording he mentioned, hurriedly found it out from the computer, and adjusted the timeline to about 32 minutes, Li Tailai's voice sounded in the earphones: "...... We can't get around some historical puzzles, such as the inscription of the Qianling Tomb, and if we only look at the historical records, there may be some deviations......"

Hill Hill shifted the timeline to 32 minutes and 15 seconds.

“…… For example, the wordless monument of Qianling......"

32 minutes and 15 seconds is exactly the topic of Li Tailai talking about the wordless monument of Qianling.

Could it be that there is any secret to the wordless monument of Qianling? Qiu Shan stared at the top of the monitor with vacant eyes, recalling the scene of the interview at that time. The interview was conducted in a tearoom, and the main content of the discussion was about the current situation of the protection of religious cultural relics throughout the country. Looking back now, Qiu Shan felt that this seemingly unintentional sentence seemed to have a deep meaning, but unfortunately he didn't ask it at the time.

Thinking of this, Qiu Shan looked at the telephone again, felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, took out a paper and pen from the drawer, and wrote down the number just now. I grabbed the microphone again and dialed back to that number, but no one answered. He called Lee Tae-lai's home phone and mobile phone again, but there was still no answer.

Qiu Shan pondered Li Tailai's tone just now, hurried, nervous, panicked, and faintly mixed with a hint of fear, which was completely different from the elegant scholarly style of the last interview. Qiu Shan took a deep breath, picked up the microphone again and dialed the number, but he didn't expect the phone to go through.

"Hello, may I ask you ......"

“……”

"Li ...... just now Someone called me, who is it? ”

"Hello, I'm a friend of Lee Tae-lai. Did he call you just now? A bass came, appearing cautious and polite.

"yes, is Professor Li still there?"

"Oh, he's gone. What do you have to say to him? I can tell you that. ”

"Well, it's nothing...... Who are you? ”

"I'm a friend of Lee Tae-rae. What did you just talk about? ”

Qiu Shan became alert and said, "It's nothing, just a casual chat." ”

"Really?" The other party asked rhetorically, seemingly disbelieving.

"Hmm...... Since Professor Li is not here, then I will hang up first, goodbye. Qiu Shan said and hung up the phone.

Who is this person? Why are you so interested in the content of Lee Tae-lai's call? Suspicious clouds rushed to his face, and Qiu Shan faintly felt a hint of danger. But at this time, he couldn't think of any way to find out, so he could only wait for Li Tailai's so-called "news" incident.

The next morning, the sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the blinds and hit the opposite wall. Donnie, Jude. Lowe and Nicholas. Cage's face is reflected in the light lines, and the movie poster looks like a mysterious figure emerging from the water.

Qiu Shan, who hadn't slept all night, curled up in the sofa, wrapped in a blanket, kept pressing the remote control in his hand. The TV on the opposite wall flickered non-stop, and finally froze on the Xi'an local channel. Qiu Shan stood up, poured a glass of water and walked to the window, opened the blinds and glanced out.

“…… Good morning, listeners and friends, at half past seven in the morning, the news knows early, and I am the host early. A female voice came from the TV.

Qiu Shan turned around and stared at the TV screen, staring intently for a long time, all of which were painless news. As the news broadcast came to an end, Qiu Shan was slightly disappointed.

“…… The following is an instant message, the famous historian and professor of Xijing University, Li Tailai, was found dead at his residence this morning, and the police have now intervened in the investigation. Let's take a look at the report sent back by the reporter from the scene......"

"Ahh Qiu Shan couldn't help but exclaim, rushed to the TV, and spilled the water in the water cup.

In the television footage, a teacher's apartment at Xijing University was surrounded by police cordons, and several police cars with flashing lights were parked in front of the apartment.

“…… Audience members can see that the building in front of me is the 23rd teacher's apartment of Xijing University, and Li Tailai lives on the fourth floor of this building. At present, the scene has been cordoned off, the police have not revealed the cause of Li Tae-lai's death, and the investigation is ongoing...... "A reporter slowly walked around the screen with a microphone in his hand, introducing the situation at the scene.

What a surprise! How so? Qiu Shan sat down on the sofa, his thoughts confused for a while.

Is the "something happening" that Lee Tae-rae said is death? Qiu Shan thought back to the mysterious bass voice last night and felt that there must be some conspiracy behind this incident.

It is imperative to get to the scene as soon as possible. Qiu Shan quickly stood up, stuffed some business trip things into his backpack, and took out his mobile phone at the same time.

“…… Xi'an, cloudy to rainy, 15 to 27 degrees Celsius, northerly wind 3 to 4, there will be light to moderate rain at 4 o'clock this afternoon...... "Qiu Shan turned off the TV, picked up a jacket and went to the door......