Director Deng sat behind his desk, and on the table was a drawing of the Panlong City Ruins Park. He looked at Minister Zheng and said, "You can put aside what you have in advance today and accompany Editor Zuo to visit us." He turned to me again, with a slight apology on his face. I didn't expect this to happen. "He apparently already knows about the dead man in the woods." It doesn't matter, though. With such a big city and so many cultural relics, anything can happen. The good thing is that we have so many good security guards like Minister Zheng. ”

Minister Zheng grinned embarrassedly.

"For such a national key cultural relics protection unit, safety is a big issue." I chimed in.

He smiled reluctantly. "I still have some things to leave behind this afternoon. The Panlong City Ruins Park has already started, and I am responsible for coordinating the work, and I am busy every day. If you have any requirements, you can go directly to Minister Zheng. But I didn't have anything to do in the afternoon. In the evening we had a light meal together. He turned his head to look at Minister Zheng. The friendship of the landlords still has to be exhausted. He picked up the phone on the desk and dialed a few numbers.

"Hey, the storeroom."

……

"Old Wei, you take the key to the window of the exhibition hall."

Within a few minutes, an old gentleman wearing highly myopic glasses walked briskly into the office. Director Deng raised his chin at him and said, "Old Wei, this is the left editor, he wants to take some photos of cultural relics, you and Minister Zheng will cooperate well." This is also to promote Panlong City. ”

Lao Wei looked at me with the camera hanging on his chest and said, "No problem." "Pull out the cigarette from your jacket pocket, pull out one and hand it to me.

I said, "Thank you, thank you." You come, you come, I won't do this. ”

Lao Wei presented the cigarette to Director Deng. He threw another gun at Minister Zheng, who was sitting on the sofa.

Lao Wei lit the lighter and handed it to Director Deng. Director Deng put the cigarette between his lips. Leaning forward, his mouth turned into an orangutan, he took two puffs, and the tobacco turned red and brightened. He tapped his fingers twice on Lao Wei's hand with the lighter to express his gratitude, and then used the thumb and forefinger of his right hand to remove the cigarette roll, turned to me and said, "By the way, Editor Zuo, you can call back with your unit." Your editor-in-chief said your phone was turned off. Called to my office. ”

I took out my phone and saw that the phone screen was really black, so I remembered that I didn't charge it last night, and the electromagnetic was exhausted.

I took the spare electromagnetic out of my bag and replaced it and dialed the editor-in-chief's phone.

The editor-in-chief said in his usual Northeast accent: "You kid, don't take the initiative to make a phone call when something so big happens." I'm calling you with this old face, and you're good - turn me off. ”

"Running out of magnetism." I say.

"Hurry up and come back to me, don't give me anything to do." He said somewhat harshly.

"I'll be back after the photo shoot."

"When will it be over?"

"The day after tomorrow." Actually, I can finish the shoot tomorrow, but I want to save more time.

"The day after tomorrow? Isn't it just a few photos? You'll be back for me tomorrow. ”

"Good. I'll go back when I'm done. ”

"Don't bother. I'm going to see your people in the office tomorrow. You see how I clean you up. ”

"I know."

"Your ears are good, don't turn off the phone, you will be fined 100 at a time."

He hung up the phone in a huff.

The earpiece of my mobile phone was very loud, and the three of them could hear my conversation with the editor-in-chief. Minister Zheng said with an exaggerated expression: "Ouch." Left editor, your leaders are going to clean you up. ”

Director Deng glared at Minister Zheng and said in a thick local accent, "You know what's going on." This is the leader cares about his subordinates. ”

I said, "Our editor-in-chief is like that, as if the young people in the unit are all his sons." Catch and scold whom. ”

After lunch, Minister Zheng took me to the reception room to rest for more than an hour. In the afternoon, Lao Wei took me to the museum to take pictures. I was standing in front of the main museum. I saw that it was an antique building with black tiles and gray walls, and there was a plaque of "Panlong City Ruins Museum" hanging in the middle, the style was simple, but the exhibition hall was only one floor, about three or five hundred square meters, and it felt relatively simple.

Minister Zheng and Lao Wei led me around inside, and there were a lot of arrows, bows, crossbows, bronze spears, ge, zhen and other cold weapons, as well as clay pots and clay pots and pots.

"Is that all?"

Minister Zheng said: "The new site is still under construction, and only part of the collection is displayed here, and there are still a lot of them in the warehouse. ”

Lao Wei said: "If you want to shoot, I can open the door for you." ”

I said, "There's only an hour or two left this afternoon, so it's good to finish the window show." ”

I walked outside the museum, first took a panoramic view with the museum's plaque as the central axis, and then went into the museum to take pictures of the windows, and then asked Lao Wei to open the window door and take a close-up with the help of flash.

After a morning of tossing, a piece of camera ran out of electromagnetic power, and I was so tired that I was dazzled and weak. I took the camera off and rested for a while, comparing the photo catalogue and the photos in the camera that the editor-in-chief gave me, and everything was okay except for a few that were too dark and a little blurry.

I put away my camera equipment, walked out of the museum, and bumped into Director Deng at the door. He had a courier in his hand and saw me and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I've had a meeting until now." You wait for me, I'll go to the office and come over right away, let's go to the front for dinner. ”

I said, "You're welcome, just go to the cafeteria." ”

"How's that going to work? It's all said and done. He disappeared around the corner of the wall, and after a while he came at a hurry, carrying a car key in his hand.

Lao Wei said knowingly: "Editor Zuo, that's it, we will gather here tomorrow, I will take you to the warehouse, and I will not accompany you today." ”

Minister Zheng looked at me with his eyes, but he poked Lao Wei's waist under his hand, and said with a smile: "Leader, please eat, who dares not to give face, you still dare to run." ”

I said, "It makes sense, it makes sense." ”

Director Deng sat in Dongfeng Citroen, opened the front window, and saw the expressions of Minister Zheng and Lao Wei, so he narrowed his eyes into a line and said, "I am a private editor today, so don't beat me up with the two of you." ”

Minister Zheng tilted his head to me, stretched out a finger and smiled, "I want a bottle of beer, how about it?" ”

Lao Wei bit the cigarette in his mouth and smiled.

Director Deng raised an eyebrow with a half-smile and a half-smile, and said with some pretense: "Hey, you are not allowed to drink at work." I've deducted my salary. After speaking, he waved at me: "Left editor, get in the car." ”

The car rushed forward more than ten meters away, and Director Deng stuck his head out of the window, raised his voice and said, "Tomorrow weekend, Minister Zheng, Lao Wei, prepare a rod for fishing." ”

Minister Zheng pretended to be unhappy and shouted: "If you don't have any wine to drink, how can you have the strength to fish?" ”

……

The car ran on the forest path for a few minutes and came to a wooden house. The wooden house is built on a loess mound, and there is a plaque hanging on the door: Huangnigang, and a row of red lanterns hangs on the eaves, giving people a rough and wild feeling, which makes people think of the allusion of the heroes of Liangshan who used medicine and wine to cover the blue-faced beast Yang Zhi and the wisdom of the birth gang in Huangnigang.

Inside, sitting down against the floor-to-ceiling window, the waitress brought a pot of barley tea, two bamboo cups, and took out a small notebook and a pen from the apron purse on her chest.

"Director Deng, what are you going to eat today?"

Obviously, Director Deng is a regular customer here.

Director Deng asked me, "Editor Zuo, do you have any taboos?" ”

"Nope." I say.

"Are you afraid of spicy?"

"Don't be afraid."

Well, I'm not going to be polite to you. He quickly ordered a few dishes and asked me what kind of wine I had come.

"Don't drink, I still have something to do at night, I have to sort out the photos I took today." I say.

"Wine is a lubricant, do a little bit of it." Director Deng said with a smile.

"That'...... Let's get some beer. ”

"White, white clouds, small bottles, let's have one each."

"Just beer." I'm not good at drinking liquor.

"Okay." He said as if he had no choice but to do so. "I'll have a beer."

I turned to the waiter and asked, "Is there ice?" "After a tiring day, and I didn't sleep well last night, I needed something ice to stimulate my nerves.

"Yes." The waiter replied dryly.

I looked at Supervisor Deng for advice: "Then two bottles?" ”

"Okay, let's take a mouth. Anyway, I don't have anything to do at night, so I have the right to dedicate myself to the left editor, and ask the left editor to write Panlong City better. Ha ha. ”

……

As a result, we drank half a box in a row, and our faces were red. Director Zheng said that he was originally engaged in archaeology, and then he was transferred to this position by mistake, and he worked for 20 years, although he missed his old profession very much, and wanted to be himself again, but he found that it was difficult to go back to the past. There was a lot of emotion in the conversation.

I described last night's incident with Director Zheng in an exaggerated way, and for some reason I talked about Xiao Wan of the Security Department.

He glanced at me. "It's men who are interested in Xiaowan." He said.

"Because she's a beauty." I said with a sneer.

"Not entirely." He touched me with a wine glass and began to tell Xiaowan's story, just like we talk about the Three Kingdoms and the Water Margin.

He said: "Panlong City has existed for more than 3,500 years, and there are countless secrets, but the other secrets are all dead, only Xiao Wan is alive. ”

I said, "How do you say that?" ”

He said, "Come, take a sip." He emptied the wine in the cup, stroked his chest happily, refilled another glass, ate two chopsticks, and then began to talk about Xiaowan with interest.

"That's a very strange man......" he said, with burning eyes. (To be continued......)