Chapter 322: Another Wave
"This design is so ingenious, what is it used for?"
Nan Xihe looked at the translucent flat crystal revealed after picking off the bug, and it inexplicably reminded him of a compass.
Xie Yuchen took the thing, looked at it, changed the angle towards the light, and suddenly spoke.
"Blind man, turn off the light."
After hearing the instructions from the previous sponsor, Hei Xia Zi, who had no chance to get paid for his work, didn't even move. He just patted Zhang Benshan on the shoulder and pushed him towards the switch.
Zhang Benshan silently looked back at the Hei Xia Zi who was standing in an awkward position, feeling as if he was being looked down upon.
Speaking of which, his status in the family should be higher than Hei Xia Zi. Although he is young, his seniority is there.
At least give him some respect! Why does it feel like Hei Xiazi is so casual with him?
Zhang Benshan, who suddenly became unhappy, looked at the people of the "Hai" generation next to him. In the end, he showed his high emotional intelligence and Zhang Haiqing, who couldn't bear the tense atmosphere, stood up to turn off the lights.
In the darkness, Xie Yuchen took out the emergency miniature flashlight he carried with him and shone it on the transparent area on the wrist bracelet.
The light filtered through, projecting a blurry pattern onto the table.
After Xie Yuchen slightly adjusted the angle, a clearly visible map appeared in front of them.
Seeing the extremely familiar format layout on the map, Xie Yuchen sighed softly and spoke helplessly.
"Although I don't want to admit it, this is most likely the layout of a tomb. Where on earth did you get this thing from, blind man?
We finally managed to get those two old men from Wu Sansheng to stop causing trouble, but how long have we been at peace before someone else is eager to set a trap for us again? "
Hei Xia Zi spread his hands indifferently and spoke with an innocent look on his face.
"Didn't I tell you? This is a windfall, a pie in the sky."
"Speak human language."
Xie Yuchen didn't want to beat around the bush with him, so he deliberately shone the flashlight into Hei Xiazi's eyes and spoke with a cold expression.
"Hey, I'm serious."
Hei Xia Zi stretched out his arm to block the light, squinted his eyes and turned his head away, and quickly asked Zhang Haiqing to turn on the light in the living room again.
"When I came back today, my car broke down at the bottom of the mountain.
Because it was not far from home, I just walked up, but I didn’t expect that as soon as I got off the bus, hey! Guess what?
"Suddenly, something fell from the sky and smashed the roof of my car. When I untied the outermost layer of cloth, I found this thing inside."
What he said before were all realistic adjectives. A lump of gold fell from the sky. If this is not a windfall, then what is it but a trap?
"Did someone hiding in the mountains throw it down?"
Zhang Haiqing, who was recently in charge of security nearby, frowned and asked.
"Judging from the landing trajectory and the momentum of the fall, it must have been a falling object from high altitude. The mountains here are not very high and the slopes are very gentle. Throwing something from the mountains would not have the same effect."
Zhang Haiqing nodded in understanding, tapped the table with his finger, and spoke thoughtfully.
"That's probably using trained birds or unmanned helicopters to drop things down.
It's obvious that the purpose of the person behind this sending the things here is to arouse our interest and let us find the tomb based on this clue. So who could have set this up?"
Xie Yuchen originally suspected that it was Wu Sansheng's fault again, but after hearing what he said, he suddenly felt that the probability of it being Wu Sansheng's design was much smaller.
After all, those two people will hide behind the scenes, provide guidance, and let things go their way.
Such simple, crude, proactive and purposeful actions are not like the style of those two people, and there is no one around them who can train birds.
As for the unmanned helicopter, they could get it if they put in some effort, but if it was really designed by Wu Sansheng, there would be no need for a helicopter at all, and they would probably just give money to Hei Xia Zi.
The person behind the scenes would make such a plan after choosing Hei Xia Zi as the target. He probably has no idea about Hei Xia Zi's love of money and is most likely unfamiliar with them. Therefore, the remnants of the Wang family, An Ning's group and people related to the Nine Gates can also be ruled out.
The more he thought about it, the more confused he felt. Xie Yuchen couldn't figure out who had set this up for a moment. It couldn't be someone outside their circle, right?
If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it. Jie Yuchen took the lead and left, and then everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.
At three o'clock in the morning, the king of papers, Zhang Benling, finished his work and came back leisurely, dragging Zhang Haixia, an honest man who was almost exhausted after being conscripted into the army.
I originally thought that I would have a day off tomorrow and could sleep until noon today, but I didn’t expect to be woken up at seven o’clock.
Wu Xie, who was intrigued by curiosity, rushed from Hangzhou to Kyoto overnight, and knocked on the door according to the address early in the morning.
Seeing behind the big iron gate was a small garden with scattered flowers blooming, and a Western-style villa that was so large that it looked like a castle. Wu Xie only had four words in his mind:
So inhumane!
He had never felt the gap between wealth and poverty so directly before.
The person who came to open the door was Wang Mingzhu, who was still idle at home and was an idle person. He stayed at home every day eating, drinking, cleaning and running errands for others.
Originally, Wuxie felt inexplicably pressured and uncomfortable when he looked at this classical villa located on the mountainside.
When he saw the person who came to open the door was a little boy who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, whom he didn't know at all, he was instantly embarrassed and hesitated, wondering if he had come to the wrong place.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
Wang Mingzhu smiled with curved eyebrows and looked very friendly, but in fact, there was indifference in his eyes.
"Uh, my name is Wuxie, looking for Jie Yuchen. Is he here?"
Wuxie inexplicably felt that the child in front of him was not someone to be trifled with, so not only did he speak politely and courteously when answering, he even tensed his muscles and stood up straight.
"Oh, please wait a moment. I'll go..."
Before Wang Mingzhu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Hei Xia Zi who ran down the stairs.
Hei Xia Zi started running through the small garden in the front yard. As he ran over, he greeted Wu Xie in a very relaxed manner.
"Young Master, you're here so early! Come on in! Come on in and be my guest~"
Hei Xia Zi opened the door directly, pulled Wu Xie in, and then slammed the door shut, as if he was afraid that Wu Xie would run away.
That warm and hospitable look made Wuxie feel a little uneasy, as if he was up to no good.
This was indeed the case. After Wuxie took two steps without any preparation and was suddenly sprayed with chili powder in the face by the mechanisms that suddenly extended from both sides, the bad premonition in Wuxie's heart became a reality.
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