Lao Xu looked at us, although he tried his best to keep his voice low, but because of his loud voice and emotional excitement, his voice was still not small: "If I guess correctly, this box is made of azusa wood, which can be called 'Xuan'." This Zimu is supposed to be from the Qin Dynasty and was mainly used to hold valuables. As for what exactly is inside, you can only know if you open it. But..."

"But what? Say it quickly! When the scholar heard that this so-called cup was used to hold valuables, his eyes began to glow.

"However, I shook it a little and didn't make a collision sound at all. From this point of view, the contents of this bowl are either extremely light or empty. Lao Xu continued.

"What is it, don't you open it and see it?" The scholars became more and more interested in this.

But the scholar and I had checked it again and again, and the black wooden box had neither a lid nor a button mechanism to open. But Lao Xu said for sure that there must be a secret door mechanism that can be opened. This mechanism is similar to the current Vault Lock. Only by finding this secret lock can the box be opened smoothly. Otherwise, it can only be opened by force by violent means. But in this way, the artifact is completely destroyed, and it may even damage the contents inside. As soon as the scholar heard that it might hurt the treasure inside, he immediately stopped doing it, and strongly opposed the use of violence to open the ancient box. Professor Xu also disagrees with violent dismantling from the perspective of protecting antique cultural relics. The two went to the same place, and they thought of it together, which seemed very "compatible".

"Give me a few days and I'll find the secret door. There must be a way to open it. Lao Xu advocated leaving the box for study.

I looked at the scholar, and he nodded slightly. I know that scholars can trust Lao Xu, and I can't say anything more. So, we said goodbye to Lao Xu, left each other a new mobile phone number, and agreed to notify us as soon as there was news.

Leaving Zheng Da, the scholar and I suddenly had no goal, and there was really nothing to do except look forward to Lao Xu successfully solving this puzzle. The scholar proposed to pay tribute to Lao Song, after all, he was a friend. He went without knowing it, and the scholar felt very uncomfortable and wanted to send him on his last journey. So the scholar and I went directly to the community where the old Song family was located.

As soon as we entered the community, we heard mournful music and cries not far away. Lao Song's relatives and friends, with the help of the community's property, built a temporary cloth shed in a vacant lot. The urn was placed in it, and in front of the urn was a portrait of Lao Song. In the photo, Lao Song smiled faintly. Relatives and friends sitting or kneeling on both sides let out heart-rending cries. The scholar and I walked over, bowed, and said goodbye to Lao Song. After the ceremony, we walked to the corner and sighed at the fragility of life while smoking cigarettes. Just then, I saw a man walk in front of me. I felt a little familiar with that back, but I couldn't remember who it was for a while. The man walked not far away, and seemed to smile back intentionally. I stared at that face and suddenly remembered who this man was.

He was the same rustic boy I met a few days ago in Wangfujing, Beijing, with messy hair and an unfashionable pair of black cloth shoes. The boy had little character other than earth, but anyone who saw him would be impressed by him. I always felt that there was something different about this boy who looked like he was about seventeen or eighteen, and it gave people a strong sense of unease.

The scholar obviously noticed this person, but at that time in Wangfujing, the scholar only cared about answering the phone and did not notice him. So the scholar just stared at it for a while, and then continued to smoke on his own, and from time to time secretly sighed how difficult the life of Lao Song's wife and son would be in the future. But for me, the situation is obviously complicated. This local boy met here, and no one would think it was a coincidence. The world is so big, even if you want to go out for a walk, you may not be able to meet in the vast sea of people. What's more, at such a funeral scene.

I secretly pinched the scholar's arm, and the scholar was about to get angry, but when he saw that my expression was wrong, he also followed my line of sight. The young man in the distance looked at us leisurely, the corners of his mouth curled, revealing a smug expression. The scholar didn't know the reason for this, but he was also alert when he saw my defensive attitude against the young man. The earth boy looked at us for a while, then made a hard stroke on his neck with his hand, and then continued to turn around and leave in a leisurely manner.

Damn, now everyone can see that the action is clearly a naked threat to me and the scholar.

"I'm his uncle! Who owns this little hairy child? Dare to argue with us. Sick in the brain? The scholar was shouting there, threatening to rush over to repair the young man.

I grabbed the man: "Don't be impulsive, this person is not simple!" ”

The scholar looked at me hesitantly. I told him about it from beginning to end. According to my analysis, this seemingly rustic teenager traveled from Beijing to Zhengzhou, and met here, which should be very inside. It's hard to say what it is, but if you guess correctly, it has a lot to do with that azusa wood do.

It seems that this ancient box is really not simple. However, for such a nervous and rustic teenager, the scholar and I still didn't pay too much attention to it. On the contrary, it was the Azusa wood that made us worry. Human beings always have some kind of primitive desire for unknown and mysterious things. Exploring the secret and the unknown will make people feel excited and expectant from the heart.

Leaving Lao Song's funeral site, the scholar and I decided to go to lunch first, and our stomachs had been protesting for a long time. The scholar said that there is a saying in Henan, "If you don't go to the Great Wall, you are not a hero, and if you don't eat braised noodles when you come to Henan, it is a pity!" "When you arrive in Zhengzhou, you must try Zhengzhou mutton stewed noodles. So, under the guidance of the scholar, I went straight to the Hop Kee mutton stewed noodle restaurant. We found a corner, asked for two bowls of braised noodles, and ordered a few side dishes. If you want to talk about this braised noodles, it is simply delicious. It's very appetizing to watch, and it's even more amazing to eat. In addition, the scholar and I were already hungry, and we couldn't care about any image, so we had a good meal and a feast.

Once the basic needs of human beings are met, they will automatically turn into advanced needs. The scholar and I began to talk in whispers about what had happened.

In my opinion, the evil things that I haven't encountered in the past 30 years have all come together, and they are absolutely inseparable from that Zimu. This conclusion has been the consensus of me and the scholars. The specific secret of Azusa Muyu is not known now, but it is entrusted to Lao Xu, and he can wait for news. So, I sorted out my thoughts, and now the focus is mainly on the following three aspects: first, who is that mysterious person, and why did he give Azusa to me and the scholar, is it good or malicious? Second, in the car accident in Zhengzhou, the truck driver died twice, what is the situation? Third, did the local boy come with us from Beijing to Zhengzhou? Or is there another purpose?

I discussed it with the scholar for a long time, but I couldn't figure it out. I was going to get some detailed information from Old Song, but how did I know that this Old Song died strangely. The mystery of the truck driver has not yet been solved, and the mystery of a local boy has been introduced. The scholar said that instead of guessing here, it is better to inquire about the news again. I said that Lao Song is dead, who else can tell us the secret. The scholar thought about it and felt that it was better to get some information from Director Liu.

The scholar made a phone call to Liu Suo and asked him to have dinner under the pretext of doing a program for the police station. Since the car accident caused the loss of many treasures in the antique store, the Chengnan Police Station where Liu is located has been under great pressure and has been unable to solve the case for a long time, especially the case of the loss of the ancient box has not made any progress, which has discredited the Chengnan Police Station. At this time, the scholar said that he wanted to give them a program, and Liu Suo was so happy that he didn't know what to say, and said vigorously on the phone: "I will invite this meal, I will invite this meal." Medium, medium, so decided, let's meet at the door of Zhengzhou Hotel at half past six in the evening! ”

I went back to the hotel with the scholar to sleep for a while, woke up at almost 6 o'clock, cleaned up and went to the Zhengzhou Hotel. When I arrived at the door, Liu Suo had already arrived. The three of us asked for a single room and a table of dishes.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, I pretended to casually ask who else had come into contact with the body of the truck driver in the car accident case at that time, besides Lao Song.

Liu Suo's face was embarrassed and said: "This is originally a secret, but you and the scholar are not outsiders, they are both their own brothers, so it's okay to say it." But don't spread the word about it, you two. "The scholar and I naturally swore and patted our chests that we would never spread the word. Liu told us about the bizarreness of the case before and after, as it was.

Liu's statement is basically the same as what Lao Song told the scholar, except that Liu said that it was Lao Song who performed the autopsy on the train driver at that time, and there was a forensic doctor named Zhao Wei at the scene. The scholar asked Liu if he could take us to meet this Zhao Wei, we didn't mean anything else, we were just very curious about this case. Liu Suo didn't agree at first, but wine is a good thing, and after a few glasses, Liu Suo felt that it was a mistake, unrighteous and regretful behavior to refuse to show us the way just now.

The ancients had a saying: Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and goodness is great. In order to make up for his "mistakes", Liu decided to take us back to the forensic department of the bureau to see Zhao Wei after eating this meal. Zhao Wei happened to be on the night shift today, and Liu Suo chatted with him when he came out of a meeting at the Public Security Bureau. Unexpectedly, the information breakthrough brought to us by these glasses of wine far exceeded our expectations.