The outer building is not far from my shop. I hurried back. Wang Meng got off work at a quarter past five. Definitely not more than half a minute of people. It's been locked for a long time. I unlocked it and went inside. Come to the inner hall. A-Ning brought the tape back to her. I dug out my own tapes. The fat man followed me in. Help me plug in the power supply.

But I didn't plan to watch it again. Instead, I rummaged through a few drawers. Found a screwdriver.

The fat man couldn't read it. Ask me what I'm doing. My heart was churning. He didn't bother to answer him. I started to disassemble the strap.

If I'm thinking of a good idea. It's really, really fucking simple. I've even done it many times.

Two coils of tape. One of the tapes turned out to be blank. That is to say. What's inside doesn't matter at all. The other party wants to send it to me. It's the videotape itself. Instead of let's look at what's inside. So it's blank inside. Or there are images. It doesn't matter at all. Then he sent this tape. There is only one reason. A reason that couldn't be simpler. And my speculation is very easy to verify.

When I used to be in middle school. I've tinkered with a lot of this stuff. It's not hard to dismantle. Three under five divided by two. The strap was separated. Then I carefully picked it up and set it aside. A shake. The fat man who was watching exclaimed.

The inside of the videotape. The inner surface of a plastic shell on one side. Sure enough, there was a piece of stuff attached to it.

"You nǎinǎi bear. How did you come up with the idea? The fat man was surprised.

I grinned. I didn't care about laughing. Pat him and say, "That's what you came up with." "Tear that thing off. Take a look. I let out an "oops". I felt that my heart was twisted.

It was a piece of sticky note. There are a dozen words scribbled on it.

No. 349-5, Kunlun Road, Golmud City, Qinghai Province.

Literate people know it at a glance. It was the site of the city of Golmud.

"Ahh I couldn't help but feel like a Beijing accent. I wiped the sweat from my head. There was a joy in my heart. Finally got me something. It turned out that I was really thinking too much about myself.

It's killing two birds with one stone. One is to protect the thing from being damaged by long-distance transportation. Secondly. If this thing is intercepted. For a while, the other party didn't think that there was something hidden in it. Especially. If the content of the tape is enough to attract the attention of the person who intercepted it.

I knew it in my heart. You can be sure that the other party is going to guard against the interceptor. It's my third uncle. Because of the content inside. Only the third uncle will be surprised after seeing it. And so it is. He was really caught up in the tape.

This is obvious if you only extrapolate. Because if he sent it directly. According to the situation at the time. This thing will inevitably fall into the hands of the third uncle. It's the same as the copy of the Warring States Silk Book at the beginning.

Figured it out. I was so refreshed. Immediately another tape was removed. This tape. But it's not a piece of paper. It's an old brass key. And it is the most popular kind of key of the 480 lock in the 80s of the 20th century.

Pick it up and unfold. It can be found that the key is a bit old. The copper skin was blackened. The back of the key handle. Adhesive tape. It has a vague string of numbers written on it: 306.

"It looks like the other party wants to invite you over." The fat man said on the side. "Even the room is open for you."