A moment later, Zhang Peng and the others ran out of the giant coffin in embarrassment. The dozen or so guards guarding the door just now were frightened, thinking they were living corpses, and almost beat them into a sieve. When they saw them, they were all a little embarrassed and lowered their heads.

The four of them picked up their lives, their faces were pale, and they were shocked, and they had no intention of pursuing it. What's more, they still provoked this matter.

"Are you alright?" Professor Fang immediately greeted him and asked with a concerned expression. Now is not the time to hold accountable, and it is the big trouble if there is a human life. What's more, when they learned that Zhang Peng had sneaked in, the four divisions were so anxious that they were angry. Without saying a word, he rushed in to save people. If he still can't see that this Heavenly Palace advisor has a special identity, he will live a long time in vain.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Peng waved his hand and said.

"It's all right." At this time, Director Dai also rushed over with several medical staff. All four of them had different degrees of abrasions, and they took off their coats, rolled up their trousers, and treated their wounds.

About twenty minutes later, Zhang Peng saw the four sons of Qinglian coming out of the big coffin from a distance, and before the potion was finished, he ran away from the path behind the village with people. Their hair was unkempt and they looked very embarrassed, and when they came to their senses, they were sure to trouble him.

Moreover, the treasure is already in hand. If you stay here and are searched, that's a loss.

Subsequently, Zhang Peng returned home, threw away the clothes used for the adventure, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes. At this time, the sky was just dawning. He slept for a while, and after lunch, he said goodbye to his grandparents, uncles and aunts, and several cousins, and took Zhou Fuyuan's Jetta back to the power plant compound.

In the car, all four of them automatically ignored the petal-shaped treasure and only discussed the handling of the gold chain. Zhang Peng must be holding on to this thing, and Zhou Fuyuan also made it clear last time that he will take him as the leader in the future, so he will naturally not be entangled in this aspect of the problem.

The workmanship of this petal is very fine, and the material is not gold or stone, so it is cold to start. One side is inlaid with eight different kinds of gemstones, the largest one in the middle is made of light cyan glass jadeite, and the edge is seven-colored jade, including red jade, green jade, purple jade, topaz and so on; The other side is engraved with intricate patterns. Only half a finger long, ingenious and exquisite. Zhang Peng didn't figure out what it did for a long time, so he asked his aunt to take a red rope, tie it up and hang it on her chest as an ornament.

Back at the power plant compound, it was six o'clock in the morning. Zhang Peng bought breakfast by the river, returned to Building No. 5, and waited at the entrance of the commissary. At half past six, Ma Jinglei opened the door on time. When he saw Zhang Peng, he immediately looked happy, opened his arms, and hugged him hard.

The softness that clings to his cheeks makes him feel like home. Although the hometown is good, it is not as real as the gentle township.

"Aunt Ma, I bought xiaolongbao, dumplings and soy milk, eat them while they're hot." Zhang Peng raised the bag in his hand and said.

"Well, Xiaopeng is so good." Ma Jinglei rubbed his hair and said dotingly.

Then, the two of them returned to the store, sat down at the glass counter, and ate deliciously.

At the same time, at the airport in Nanzhou City, at the exit of international flights, a woman wearing a red windbreaker, sunglasses, and white cloth boots appeared. She has a capable posture and a heroic spirit, but she has a cold aura that no one can enter, as if her appearance has lowered the temperature around her by several degrees.

At the checkpoint, she showed her passport. The inspector took his hand, opened it on the table, and pointed to her sunglasses. The woman took it off neatly, revealing a face that was so white that it was almost transparent. The prosecutor was stunned, the woman in front of her looked pure and beautiful, but the expression on her face was as cold as a block of ice, as if there was no temperature.

After a few seconds or so, the prosecutor finally recovered from his stupor, struggled to look away, and looked down at the unfolded passport.

Toei country, Sakura samurai, Oda Masako, 19 cai.

After checking the authenticity of the photo, the inspector handed back the passport, and then greeted him, "Miss Oda, I wish you a pleasant trip." ”

"Thank you." The woman took her passport, bowed politely to the inspectors, put back on her sunglasses, and exited the airport through the aisle.

She beckoned, and a taxi arrived. She opened the door and got into the car and said to the driver, "Nanzhou-hotel." Although the voice is very pleasant, the tone is a little stiff, standard Toei English.

"Great!" The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the taxi drove out of the airport and headed towards the city.

The next morning, Zhang Peng slept until half past ten before getting up, finished washing, called Li Chunsheng, asked him to bring breakfast, and then went downstairs.

I haven't seen him for a few days, Xiao Zhang seems to have gained some weight, and it seems that he stays in the office every day and raises a few catties of meat. Lao Huangpi was half-lying on the wooden sofa reading the newspaper, and when he saw Zhang Penglai, he quickly got up and gave up his position.

As soon as Xiao Zhang finished boiling water and making tea, Li Chunsheng came with breakfast. Zhang Peng ate two glutinous rice chickens with tea, wiped his hands, showed Wang Shanhe's letter to Li Chunsheng, and then told him how he went to Nanzhou University to find the "Mountain Codex" that day.

"If you borrow a book from the library, there should be a record, right?" Li Chunsheng wondered.

"Makes sense!" Zhang Peng thumped his hand.

The trio then set off and arrived at the library of Nanzhou University more than an hour later. Zhang Peng contacted the security captain and came to the No. 09 data room on the third floor again on the grounds of "let's see if the last thing was handled cleanly".

After some searching, I finally found a thick borrowed record book in a cardboard box in the corner.

Lao Huangpi and Li Chunsheng rummaged carefully left and right. Half an hour later, I finally found the borrowing record of the "Bishui River Drainage Irrigation Atlas". It was 4 p.m. on June 11, 2009, but the name column was erased.

The three of them looked at each other, and if they wanted to continue the investigation, they had to use a lot of manpower and material resources to screen out the people who might borrow the atlas before and after the borrowing time. But this is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, it is too difficult, and it will attract the attention of those who care.

The clues were interrupted, and there was no way to continue the investigation, so Zhang Peng had to return to the office with the two of them.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Peng was drinking tea with Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi, and a young man with a thin figure, a pointed chin, glasses, and a white shirt ran in.

As soon as he saw Zhang Peng, he cried and shouted with a sad face: "Brother Peng, save me!" ”

The person who came is called Zou Binbin, the son of the current factory director Zou Wenren, and Zhang Peng is a high school classmate. He was not admitted to university either, and is currently repeating his studies, and his ideal is to be admitted to the Northern University in Tiandu, learn program development, and make games in the future.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Peng asked.

"I'm going to die, really, I'm going to die, I'm going to die tomorrow, no, I'm not going to die until tomorrow......" Zou Bin said incoherently.

"Come on, come on, have a cup of tea, and say slowly, who dares to bully our Zou Dagongzi, I, Zhang Peng, am the first to disagree." Zhang Peng said with a smile and poured a cup of tea for Zou Binbin. Last time he saved Qin Yong, Zou Binbin helped a lot. If there is something to ask for, naturally it cannot be postponed.

"Are you looking for a girlfriend?" Zhang Peng asked in a low voice, and then glanced at Xiao Zhang, who was playing on the computer. Although she is not a top beauty, she can't be compared with the Xiao sisters and Ma Jinglei, but she is also beautiful, gentle and lovely, has a good personality, and has a good figure, otherwise Huang Mao would not be infatuated, and always begged Zhang Peng to introduce him. But Xiaozhang is a college student, a young woman in literature and art, and she is not interested in yellow hair.

"No...... No...... Oh no...... Be...... It's ......" Zou Binbin shook his head, but the moment he saw Xiao Zhang, he nodded again.

"Hey, are you or aren't you?" Zhang Peng asked.

"No...... Be...... No, no, no...... Be...... It's not ......" Zou Binbin became more and more incoherent, blushing and stammering. Seeing Zhang Pengqing's muscles, he almost couldn't help but slap it.

"Drink water, drink water first." Li Chunsheng came over and patted Zou Binbin's shoulder and said.

Zou Binbin glanced at Xiao Zhang, quickly turned his head again, nervously took the teacup, and took a sip.

"Poof!" But the tea was too hot, and he sprayed it directly on Li Chunsheng's fat face.

"You!" Li Chunsheng was sprayed with tea, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"No...... Excuse me...... Haruko...... I...... I didn't mean to......" Zou Binbin hurriedly picked up the rag on the coffee table and wanted to help Li Chunsheng wipe his face. The latter hurriedly avoided it and went into the bathroom.

After this episode, the four of them sat down again, and Zou Binbin talked about what happened in the past few days.

Three days ago, Zou Binbin's junior high school classmates suddenly came to him and said that they wanted to take him to a fun place. Zou Binbin had just finished the re-exam, and he had nothing to do, so he agreed.

In the afternoon, they changed buses a few times and walked for another 20 minutes to an old factory on the outskirts of the western part of the city.

It seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, the thatch was almost half a man's height, and there were a few rusty trucks parked near the wall. It's quiet, it's very infiltrating. He was a little scared and offered to go back. But his junior high school classmates said that there would be a fun party later, they were all acquaintances, and he had been here several times, so it was fine. So, Zou Binbin stayed.

In the evening, at about five or six o'clock, eight people came one after another......

"Wait......" Speaking of this, Zhang Peng suddenly interrupted him and said, "With your cowardice, you dare to go to that kind of place, who are you fooling?" ”

"Why do you say I don't dare!" Zou Binbin barked like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail.

"Then forget it...... Zhang Peng stood up and beckoned to Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi, "Let's go, drink soda." ”

"I said, I said it's not good......" Zou Binbin lowered his head, like a defeated rooster, and said, "He said that there was a big-breasted girl who wanted to introduce me to him, so I went." ”

"Humph!" Zhang Peng sat down again, and scolded in his heart: Small, dare to deceive people, you raise your ass, brother will know what you want to do.

Of the eight men, three were women and five were men. Among them was a very good-looking woman, white and chubby, in her early twenties, wearing a pair of round-rimmed glasses, and her breasts were large, like two volleyballs.

"Getting to the point." Zhang Peng urged.

The other two women, one should be a female white-collar worker, tall and thin, about thirty years old, and at first glance you know that she is a shrewd and capable type. There is also a freckled face, and he looks a little timid, and he can't see the profession. Among the five men, four were carrying briefcases or shoulder bags, all wearing suits and leather shoes, and they were supposed to be office workers. The rest of the one was wearing a school uniform and was supposed to be a high school student.

He was a little strange at the time, these people were of different ages, and it didn't seem like they could be put together. In addition, these people looked uneasy, and after they came, no one took the initiative to speak.