What the scholar said made our backs start to feel cold again. It doesn't matter what this ancient box is, what it is used for, and what its value is. Let's just talk about how this wooden box appeared in the scholar's travel bag. On this issue, although I kept hurting the scholar in my mouth, I believed in him very firmly in my heart. Based on my understanding of the scholar as a person, he is by no means the kind of person who wants to make money and take the sheep by the hand. Those things that are interested in seeing lust and cheating are more like what he did. The scholar and I decided to go to the hotel desk to investigate who had been there during the time we were out.

The front desk is a beautiful sister with a ponytail and a slender figure, this type is in line with the aesthetics of scholars. Sure enough, the scholar rushed to the front desk in three steps and two steps with movements that were extremely inconsistent with his own figure. I have to admit that the scholar is still quite accomplished in communicating with the girl, and after a few rounds, the little girl was amused by the scholar and laughed. Of course, it is also convenient for investigations. The front desk sister carefully checked the visitor registration records and did not find that anyone had ever registered. So I turned on the hotel's built-in surveillance and retrieved the video. Sure enough, at noon, when the scholar and I had just gone out to Wangfujing, a person wearing a hood and a mask on his face, who was not too tall, came to the door of my room and the scholar's room. The man didn't know how to use it, but he opened the door in a matter of seconds. After a few seconds of entering, he came out again, and then disappeared out of the corridor surveillance range. My sister at the front desk had an ugly face and kept apologizing to us, saying that we were negligent in management, and asked us if we had lost something and whether we needed to call the police. Of course, we couldn't let her call the police, and hurriedly explained that the person was actually our friend, and we used the room card we gave him to open the door, so there was no need to be nervous. Only then did the front desk sister relax. But the hearts of the scholar and I were lifted. Who the hell is this? It seems that he put the ancient box in the scholar's travel bag, and deliberately did not close the zipper, leaking a part. It's clearly just for us to see.

Back in the room, the scholar said, "Mr. Xia, it seems that this place is unlivable." There is no free lunch in the world, and since that person sent the ancient box over, I think it must be unkind. What the Sprinkle family means is that we will hand over this ancient box to the police. ”

"Let's send it back like this, how do you explain it? Could it be that a ghost sent it to us? "I think instead of handing it over to the police directly, it is better to go to Zhengzhou first to see what the situation is and wait for an opportunity. The scholar thought about it, and it was indeed such a reason.

Without further ado, we split up, and the scholar was responsible for packing up the things at the hotel, and then went out to the West Railway Station to buy a direct train ticket to Zhengzhou. I went back to my accommodation to get some of my belongings and met up in the waiting hall. Get on the train on time and gossip along the way. After arriving in Zhengzhou, I changed the guest of honor with the scholar and arranged the itinerary with the scholar. He and I did not dare to go to the scholar's quarters, but found a small inn nearby and settled down. After a short rest, the scholar took me to the police station in a taxi. I thought that this board of people abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and wanted to explain to the organization. Unexpectedly, Ya didn't hand over the ancient box at all, but asked the director of the police station out for dinner. The meal was arranged in a private room in a fairly large hotel, and the three of us ate a table of dishes. The scholar introduced me and the director, whose surname is Liu, who is forty years old and looks like a strong man. I raise my glass and toast frequently, to say that my amount of wine is also considered to be medium to high-class, more than enough to deal with ordinary people. Seeing that Director Liu's face was full of red light, he was slightly drunk.

I took the opportunity to say: "Liu Suo, you see that my brother and I have come all the way to travel in the treasure land, and I am fortunate to meet you, a noble person, and it is also fateful." You and I hit it off at first sight, verbally speculative, tell my brother a few strange cases and big cases you encountered, and I will have the capital to talk to the group of gentlemen in Beijing when I go back. ”

Liu Suo clapped his hands and said, "You kid is the right person." I have been a police officer for more than 20 years, and I have encountered countless large and small cases. Most of the brothers who have just joined the police have encountered ordinary cases of stealing chickens and dogs, gambling and fighting, and I have encountered major cases of murder and arson. I've personally arrested more murderers, but at most it's a big case, and if you want to talk about a strange case, you have to talk about the loss of antiques some time ago..."

Director Liu was drunk and talked, and he always had to say a sentence several times. In short, the description is similar to what the scholar told me, and now the police are fully investigating, and this case is being handled as an important case, but there are no valuable clues yet. The scholar listened and was silent. The wine party was dispersed, and after sending Liu Suo home, I went back to the hotel room with the scholar. The scholar gave me a cigarette, lit one himself, took a few puffs, and said, "Mr. Xia, it seems that this ancient box really can't be sent back like this." If we leave it to the police like this, we won't be able to wash it even if we jump into the Yellow River. You don't know that there is a time limit for handling it as an important case, and if the case cannot be closed by then, those leaders of the Public Security Bureau will be punished. At this juncture, the two of us handed over the ancient box like this, and we couldn't explain the source. It's inevitable that you'll end up as a substitute for the dead. ”

We discussed and discussed, but we both felt that we couldn't just send it back. At the very least, we have to find the mysterious person who left the ancient box to us, so that we can confess to the police and be lenient.

When I woke up early the next morning, I had a hasty breakfast with the scholar. The scholar decided to go out to find out the situation again, and I was idle and bored in my room playing with an ancient box. The wooden box has no other characteristics except for the special pattern and the simple appearance. In modern society, this wooden box has little value. But thinking that the scholar said that this wooden box may have been produced in the pre-Qin era, I can't help but admire the ingenuity of the ancients. While he was secretly admiring, the scholar slammed open the door and ran in panting. "Dude, can you stabilize the point, why do you feel like you've been chased by a wolf every time. If you go on like this, you'll be able to run track and field races. ”

The scholar's face was extremely ugly, he glanced at me and said, "Mr. Xia, it's not good!" Old Song is dead! ”

"Old Song? Which old Song: "I can't turn my mind for a while."

"It's the forensic doctor, the old Song who went to the police in a car accident." It turned out that after the scholar had breakfast, he went out to continue to inquire about the progress of the case and the news about the ancient box. I didn't expect to hear that the forensic doctor Lao Song died in the dormitory of the unit in the early hours of this morning, and what is even more terrifying is that it is rumored that Lao Song died extremely hideous, as if he had encountered extremely terrifying things before his death, or suffered great pain. The autopsy showed that he died of a heart attack. But according to the scholar's understanding of him, Lao Song's health is still very good, and he has never heard of him having a heart attack before. The police investigated the scene and found no signs of a fight or the entry of others, and finally closed the case on the grounds that he had died of illness.

The scholar and I both felt that Lao Song's death was not ordinary, and it was not as simple as the police said. Thinking of the truck driver who "died twice", and this inexplicable ancient box, we feel that there must be something strange in it. Talking about it, it seems that these things are inextricably linked to this ancient box. It seems that this ancient box should be the key to decryption. With that said, we decided to take a closer look at the wooden box. At least know what this wooden box does.

The scholar said that the wooden box was dangling and could not hear any sound, and there should be nothing inside. But when this wooden box was poured out of the tomb by a rat and changed hands, it was called a box, so it must have been used to put things. Since it's a box, it should be able to be opened, but the scholar and I have played carefully before, and we really haven't found a mechanism to open it. At one point, I thought it wasn't a box, but rather a "piece of wood." The scholar said that he knew an archaeology professor whose surname was Xu Mingyang, who was in Zhengzhou. The professor had studied abroad for many years, and since returning to China, he has traveled extensively and studied at many universities. At that time, he came to Zhengzhou, and the scholar did an exclusive interview for him, and the two got acquainted. One is an archaeological leader, the other is an uncrowned king; A visit to the ancient origins, a needle to the times. Both of them were extremely interested in history, so they hit it off and became enthusiastic back and forth. This wooden box is now a hot potato, and it cannot be handed over to the police just like that, nor can it be easily known. It's better to go to Professor Xu now. First, this Professor Xu has a good relationship with the scholar and will not betray us. Second, Professor Xu has been abroad for many years, and he has only recently returned to China, and his social relations are relatively simple, so he will not leak the news. With this joint in mind, the scholar and I put the ancient box in our travel bags and went straight to Professor Xu's dormitory at Guoqiang University.

Guoqiang University is located in Zhengzhou, Henan Province, the campus is very large, the whole school is densely landscaped, high-rise buildings are dotted among them, and it is not majestic. The Department of History of Guoqiang University is one of the seven basic departments established in that year, and the archaeology major is a leading strong major in the country. It seems that Professor Xu still wants to make achievements when he arrives at Zhengda. The scholar was familiar with going to the dormitory of the Department of Archaeology of the School of History of Guoqiang University, and took me around and around to Professor Xu's dormitory. It happened that Professor Xu was in the dormitory without a mission.

Professor Xu, very tall, more than 1.8 meters, sturdy, his age looks like he is in his forties, which may be related to the nature of his profession, his complexion is dark, his hair is not much left, he wears a pair of rimless glasses, he is very enthusiastic when he sees the scholar, he stretches out a pair of big hands to hold the scholar, and says in a loud voice: "Hey, I haven't been running for a long time, where are you going to pick up girls?" ”

Archaeologists give me the impression of being unpretentious, taciturn, and reserved, and this Professor Xu's words subvert the image he has pre-established in my mind. But on the other hand, it also shows that he has a good relationship with the scholar, which makes my originally hanging heart a lot more stable.

The scholars introduced us to each other, and I raised my hand, "Professor Xu, I have admired the name for a long time, and I am fortunate to meet you." ”

This guy is also real, patted me on the shoulder, "Don't call it Professor Xu, don't dare to be it." Since you are a scholar's iron porcelain, that is, my buddy, call me Lao Xu Cheng. ”

After the greetings, the scholar pushed down the door that had been closed, and then grabbed Lao Xu's hand, lowered his voice and told Lao Xu the ins and outs of the whole matter, and asked Lao Xu to help identify the wooden box. Lao Xu was originally proficient in the history of the Qin and Han dynasties, and was even better at archaeology in the Qin and Han dynasties. I saw Lao Xu take out a pair of white gloves from his coat pocket and put them on, and then carefully held the ancient box and turned it over and over to check it carefully. Time passed minute by minute, and the scholar and I didn't dare to come out. Lao Xu frowned, pushed his glasses, walked back and forth with the box for a while, and then looked up and thought about something...

"Well, maybe I get it!" Lao Xu said abruptly. The scholar and I looked at each other blankly.