The black suit is Mr. Qiao's secretary, and he belongs to the kind of elite who gets an annual salary of millions, or even tens of millions, every year.

She was very thoughtful, took Mu Qingyun all the way into the Kunlun Hotel, and a waiter wearing a national-style cheongsam and a graceful figure completed all the formalities for Mu Qingyun, and sent her all the way to the presidential suite on the nineteenth floor to settle down.

Mu Qingyun never knew that staying in a hotel could actually ask the private butler all the requirements she could think of.

The personal housekeeper said directly, but whatever is reasonable and legal, no matter what she asks, she can mention it directly.

For example, if she wants her personal butler to write her homework now, she will immediately call out countless people who have graduated from prestigious universities and are never unfamiliar with her studies to complete her homework perfectly.

"Is it reasonable to say that doing homework for others is reasonable?"

Mu Qingyun can also order any meals in any hotel 24 hours a day, three meals a day plus supper, go to Kunlun's various Chinese and Western restaurants, comprehensive restaurants, executive lounges and other places to eat, you can use all the entertainment facilities at will, and all expenses are settled by someone.

She glanced at the walk-in closet, which had prepared all kinds of clothes that fit well, from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, everything was covered, and she didn't know the brand, but it was very expensive at first glance.

Mu Qingyun, at least at this moment, she felt that she was willing to give her life to Mr. Qiao.

Not long after, Mu Qingyun received a collection message, and hurriedly went out, the 'black suit' and two service staff waited at the door early, escorting Mu Qingyun all the way to the twentieth floor by special elevator.

There were many service personnel on the various passages on the twentieth floor, and Mu Qingyun and them walked unimpeded, but along the way, I saw that several guests who had strayed in were politely invited out.

It seems that her face should have entered the face recognition system of the Kunlun Hotel, all the service staff know her, and from the time she went out to the elevator, all the actions were silky smooth, without encountering the slightest obstacle.

Looking at it, all kinds of video materials and photos are being displayed on the big screens on the left and right, Mu Qingyun looks familiar, the photos should be the ones she once analyzed on the forum, but there are more, there are hundreds.

The video data is very long, and on the big screen in the center is a ruined virtual ancient city, even if most of it is a black shadow, what is really shown is only the tip of the iceberg, and it is also spectacular.

There were more than a dozen people gathered in front of the screen, in groups of three or five, communicating in low voices. They should know each other well, at least know each other, as soon as Mu Qingyun entered the door, these people looked back and seemed to be a little surprised, but they didn't say anything, they discussed it again and again, and many people kept rummaging through the information.

The 'black suit' looked solemn, and told Mu Qingyun in detail: "Qiao's expedition team, not long ago, went to the pre-disaster ruins to explore, and accidentally discovered this ancient city, which was originally just a simple exploration activity in the early days, but I didn't expect that not long after the entire expedition team entered the ancient city, the positioning signal disappeared instantly. ”

"Fortunately, our engineers and the technicians in the expedition team successfully activated Qiao's 'Jianmu' system, and after more than an hour, the signal was restored. But after it was restored again, the location appeared thirteen meters underground. ”

The 'black suit' frowned, and there was something strange on his face.

"We tried to excavate, but even if we only started work outside, the mechanism in the ancient city would be touched, and there were two dangers because of this, if it wasn't for the experience of the expedition team, I'm afraid there would have been an accident."

"Mr. Qiao immediately ordered everyone to stop and stand by."

Mu Qingyun was thoughtful, his eyes lingered on the many photos on the screen, and he asked casually: "If you are more than ten meters, since you have started the 'Jianmu', you can still get in touch with the people of the expedition team?" ”

"Yes, everybody's safe now. Mr. Qiao invited everyone to come just to try to crack the mechanism of the ancient city as much as possible and find a safe passage for our expedition team. ”

Mu Qingyun shook his head, and the buzzing discussions of the people around him kept ringing in his ears.

"There are many horizontal stones in this city, and there are shapes everywhere outside, and they are all big murderers, and the city lord is hiding the murderous machine, and the comer is not good!"

Everyone was talking in low voices.

Mu Qingyun closed her eyes, and all the photos, images, and sounds on the screen seemed to converge into a huge painting, which kept spinning in her mind.

She suddenly realized that her feeling for this ancient city was even more than déjà vu, it was really familiar.

The atmosphere on the entire twentieth floor was tense and solemn, and since President Qiao summoned them, the first-class experts and scholars of the Ming Kingdom, to come over to study this ancient city, half a month has passed, and the progress has been very small.

It's been more than forty hours without a single new result.

Mu Qingyun thought about it, found a computer desk and sat down, turned on the computer, adjusted the keyboard and started working.

Slowly, little by little, the virtual ancient city on the big screen began to fill.

The mottled and mutilated murals on the photographs, as well as the ghost-like characters, slowly turn into a human-intelligible appearance.

At first, the experts present didn't pay much attention to it, but after a closer look, they saw that this analysis was very methodical, so they just thought that a certain guy had accumulated a lot of money and began to exert his strength.

At most, he laughed at himself a few times, saying that he was old and useless, and he should retire, and his memory and knowledge were no longer as thick as those of his fellows.

Only time passed minute by minute, and a group of experts came back to their senses, and Qiao's side verified it through various means, and suddenly found that the newly solved content was conservatively seventy or eighty percent true and credible......

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at Mu Qingyun for a moment.

Mu Qingyun: "......"

"Whose student are you? Lao He's? Gao Yuxiang's? Sister Qiao, did you suddenly want to open it and accept a new closed disciple? ”

"If that's the case, I'm fine."

Qiao Wenshuqiao, the honorary vice president of Yanzhou University and an archaeological expert, smiled so much that there were a few more wrinkles on his face, and walked over and stretched out his hand to put his arm around Mu Qingyun's shoulder, which was very familiar at a glance, "Xiao Mu, the day before yesterday, Xiao Taozi also said that he hadn't seen his little sister Mu for a few days." ”

Everyone suddenly said: Sure enough, it's your student!

"Grandma Joe."

Mu Qingyun only recognized it at this time, it turned out to be Grandma Qiao.

It's just that when she went to work, Grandma Qiao was dressed like a rich flower in the world, but today she was like a full house of experts, a set of wide gray casual clothes, not a single accessory, completely different people, she didn't recognize it just now.

Qiao Wenshu: "Little Mu Ke gave me a big surprise. I see that you always use tunes to coax us little peaches, and when you are studying music, I didn't expect to study these outdated old things like me, tell me, what do you think? ”

The room was full of people looking at her.

Mu Qingyun's mood is extremely stable, at this moment, there seems to be another consciousness, she is really like an actor who is immersed in the script and can't extricate herself.

The experts around her who are very prestigious are all characters in this drama in her eyes.

"I remember that I read some information in the "Zhaoming Secret Collection", this ancient city is like one of the legendary Langyuan ancient cities, the shopping mall."

Everyone was stunned, Qiao Wenshu was silent for a long time, grabbed the assistant next to him, and urged eagerly: "Quick, open the 'library' you showed me the afternoon before yesterday." ”

In a short time, a group of experts, who are on average forty or fifty years old, are arguing loudly around the various classics on the screen.

After a while, Qiao Wenshu stood up suddenly, with a solemn expression: "That's right, the ancient city is full of sculptures of Chongming birds, which is indeed very similar to the legendary ancient city of Shenshang." ”

All of a sudden, everyone began to desperately rummage through the relevant information of the ancient city.

Qiao Tian immediately mobilized all his forces and mobilized all the manpower, and almost in a short period of time, the relevant ancient books in the major libraries and private collections of the Ming Kingdom were all sent.