However, the corpses lying in the two ice coffins before her completely changed Sister Bai's understanding of mummies. One of the corpses had a Qing Dynasty-style queue hairstyle, while the other wore a princess dress, which was quite popular in Western countries at the time!

Although their faces were pale and bloodless, their skin gave an eerie impression of still being plump. Sister Bai stared intently at the two corpses; well, Sister Bai felt that calling them corpses would be more accurate.

But Commander He didn't notice the suspicion in Sister Bai's eyes. He smiled and asked, "How about Master Lin? I told you you'd be surprised. To be honest, at first I also thought the museum staff had deliberately used two corpses to create a gimmick, pretending they were from over two hundred years ago. But after careful investigation, it turns out these two people did indeed die over two hundred years ago. The man's name was Narasutu, a vanguard officer in the Qing Dynasty's Plain Yellow Banner. The woman's name was Lucy, his wife!"

Sister Bai hummed in agreement and continued looking around. After examining both ice coffins, she looked up and asked Commander He, "When does the exhibition start?"

"One more hour."

"It'll be noon in an hour. It seems you've taken precautions. Noon is when the yang energy is at its peak; there shouldn't be any problems," Sister Bai said with a smile. But Commander He finally sensed something was amiss and asked:

"Master Lin, do you sense something is amiss?!"

"They've been dead for two hundred years and they can still maintain this state. Commander He, asking me this question is pointless, because everything about them is wrong!"

Brigade Commander He's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked, "Can you think of any solution? If something really happens at the exhibition, it will be a huge problem!"

Sister Bai didn't refuse and laughed, "I do have a solution. Find a few people to drag these two mummified corpses out into the sun and burn them with firewood!"

Chapter 82 Western Claws—Sinners!

"Huh? Burn it under the sun!"

Commander He looked at Sister Bai in disbelief. Sister Bai wasn't joking at all; she said very seriously, "Just two days ago, I ordered someone to burn down the two trees that had been cut down. He didn't listen to me, and then he died!"

Commander He's already wide eyes widened even more, and he chuckled dryly, "Master Lin, are you sure you're not joking? How did the person die?"

“Would I joke about human lives? That tree has been tainted with the yin energy of the Claw Demon for years, and it is most likely to bewitch people’s minds. I told him to burn the tree, but he wouldn’t listen and kept thinking about selling it for money. Then he jumped off the building and died that very night.”

Sister Bai was absolutely not joking, and Commander He finally became serious, saying, "Alright, I'll go and negotiate with the museum now!"

After speaking, Commander He left. But Sister Bai remained, still examining the two ice coffins. Su Mo shrank back and asked, "Brother Bai, do you think these two corpses, which have been dead for over two hundred years, will end up like Zhong Li?"

"I'm not sure, but if it really turns into a zombie after it's seen in the future, then it will be a huge danger!" Sister Bai's tone was very serious, and Brigade Commander He hadn't returned for half an hour, which made Sister Bai a little worried.

Could it be that negotiations failed?

Thinking of this, Sister Bai prepared to go and take a look. However, just as she reached the door, a man in his early fifties walked in. He was dressed in a sharp suit and wore gold-rimmed glasses; he looked every bit the successful man.

"Are you the famous Master Lin?" the man asked coldly as soon as he entered. Sister Bai nodded and said, "That's me."

The other party immediately sneered and said, "How can a sensationalist online streamer pretending to be an expert? I don't know why you said these two dead, mummified corpses are dangerous, but please leave the museum immediately. You are not welcome!"

"Are you sure you want me to leave?" Sister Bai suddenly found it somewhat amusing and asked. The man, head held high, said, "Please!"

Sister Bai smiled and shrugged, saying, "Okay, then when the time comes, go find your own experts, but please don't come begging me."

With that, Sister Bai turned and walked away. She saw Commander He as soon as she stepped outside; he was on the phone. Seeing Sister Bai stride towards the door, he put down his phone and came over.

"Master Lin, you can't leave! If you leave, it would be terrible if something happened to those two mummies!" Commander He hurriedly tried to dissuade Sister Bai.

But Sister Bai sneered, "Commander He, it's not that I don't care, it's just that guy said he'd trust the expert he brought in. Commander He, I think you should stop wasting your time. Some people only know what regret is when they're in pain. Of course, there's also the kind who only know regret when they're dying!"

After Bai finished speaking, she walked outside. He wasn't some great philanthropist. After being chased away, he wasn't expected to cry and say, "No way! Human life is at stake, you have to believe me!"

Even if Sister Bai says that, will anyone believe her?

Knowing that everything was in vain, Sister Bai simply left the museum and took a taxi home without even asking Commander He to see her off.

Back home, Qian Xiaohao looked at Sister Bai with some surprise and asked, "Brother Xuan, why are you back?"

"Go, go to the quarry and see if there are any black dogs for sale. Then, if you see someone with a black dog, buy it from them," Sister Bai instructed. Qian Xiaohao asked, still somewhat puzzled, "What do I need a black dog for?"

"I just wanted to use black dog blood to draw a talisman, but I have a feeling something bad is going to happen tonight. By the way, isn't Sunday the fifteenth of the lunar calendar?"

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