If we really discovered some gold, silver, jewelry, or a large amount of porcelain or valuable cultural relics, that would be fine.
But now, apart from a female corpse and four items, there is nothing to be found.
If this was just an ordinary ancient tomb of a civilian, there would be no need to mobilize so many troops and stop the construction of a cross-river project worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
So after weighing the pros and cons, the police decided to call the person in charge of the construction site to explain the reason.
"Hello, is this Ren Tingxi, the general supervisor of the cross-river bridge project?"
Ren Tingxi put down the pen and ruler in his hand, picked up the phone, and listened to the police explain what happened.
"Then may I ask, are there any other discoveries at the scene?" Ren Tingxi asked.
"There's an archaeologist sent by the research institute at the scene. She's digging the soil around the coffin."
The police looked at Lan Xiaolan. She was still working silently with her head down, but it was obvious that she had not gained anything.
"But now it seems that this should be just an ordinary ancient tomb. However, we still need your cooperation to enclose it and suspend construction." Chang Chang said firmly.
As soon as Ren Tingxi turned off the phone, he saw the phone ringing with messages again.
In addition to the endless narration and complaints about the cross-river bridge being surrounded by police, there were also several photos taken at the scene.
A girl wearing a white windbreaker and a bun on her hair, with her back to the camera, squats on the ground and digs something.
Ren Tingxi immediately forgot about the construction site and was deeply attracted by the photos sent from the scene.
His heart was beating wildly and couldn't calm down for a long time.
This figure, this familiar bun hairstyle, and the action of squatting on the ground and digging something.
How come it feels so familiar?
It's you!
Is that you?
Is it really you?
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