Dream of Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 187

The three of them took a taxi there, but without the work permits of Dujuanshan, the guards would not let them in.

Wu Xie bought Bao Zhonghua and "bribed" the guards. They easily got in and returned to the old auditorium by memory.

All the lights in the whole school went out, only the street lamps illuminated, and the surroundings were terribly dark.

Aning and Wang Meng followed Wu Xie all the way to the underground file room.

Wu Xie directly looked at the words on the seal, and the handwriting naturally didn't escape, it was there.

He hastily used a flashlight to take a picture—on July 1990, [-], the Institute of Archeology of XX University was closed.

This time he saw more clearly, and his mind was clear, every stroke was clear.As he watched, cold sweat rolled down his cheeks.

Really his handwriting.

Wu Xie froze there, almost about to collapse.

"Hey, Wu Xie!" Seeing that Wu Xie's mood was wrong, Ah Ning quickly said, "What's wrong?"

Wu Xie collected himself and shook his head to express that he was fine.Now is not the time to think about this, although it is really frightening to think about it carefully.

"For me, everything is over, but for you, nothing has actually begun." Third Uncle's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and the long-lost feeling of splitting headache began to circle in his mind again.

Wu Xie took a deep breath, trying to dispel these things, and began to reorganize all the fragments in his mind.Previous experience told him that it was useless at this time, and it was difficult to calm down once he became irritable, he had to calm down before he became irritable.

Wu Xie remembered that in the video sent by Chen Wenjin, there was a person who looked very similar to him. What happened to him?How on earth should this be explained?

Wu Xie was in such a mess, he had no clue at all, this was even more troublesome than the third uncle's matter.

"Then shall we go in now?" Ah Ning took a flashlight and shined on the space behind the seal.

It was dark below, like the tomb passage of an ancient tomb, and Wu Xie had a painful experience in Golmud, so he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Boss?" Wang Meng also looked at Wu Xie suspiciously, waiting for him to make a decision.

Wu Xie put the bad thoughts aside, carefully pulled out the iron chain, and put it aside, his hands were covered with rust residue, and then tore the seal, took two breaths as he walked down, and was lifted up. Dust choked tears.

The stairs are in a mess, full of old tables and chairs.

Go down and see the same door as the archive room above, but it's unlocked.I took a photo inside, and it was exactly the same size as the room above, but there were no files in it, and it was full of sundries.

After looking around, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. This is not the old archives that Du Juanshan said at all, but a sundries warehouse.And looking at the rubbish, it may have been piled up when the house was built, with a thick layer of dust.

They walked in and covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves. The smell of dust was really pungent and uncomfortable.

There are messy footprints on the ground, and there is also a layer of dust on it. Obviously, it has been a long time since they stepped on it, and it may have been stepped on when something happened that year.The footprints were stacked together, and it was possible to see that there were two or three people walking very erratically, going all the way to the inside of the warehouse.

Follow the footprints, look at the sundries around, can't tell what those things are.After walking a few steps deeper, I can barely see that there are many large wooden boxes.

Walking to the end of the warehouse, there were a little less sundries there. There was a large square box covered with something. The footprints went all the way to the box. Wu Xie squatted down to look and found that they didn't stop in front of the box. , the footprints were pressed under the box.

"Boss, this box was pushed in later." Wang Meng arrived.

That is, they blocked something.Based on the angle between the box and the corner of the wall, there must be a space between them. What should be blocked inside?

Wu Xie said to Wang Meng: "Go, push away."

"Ah?" Wang Meng's face turned green, "Boss, this..."

"Go as soon as I tell you!" Wu Xie said.

"Boss lady..." Wang Meng looked at Aning.

Wu Xie's face turned red immediately, but fortunately the light was dim, so it couldn't be seen.He slapped Wang Meng on the back of the head: "What are you talking about! Go if you tell me!" Then he looked at Aning, "Ah Ning, don't listen to his nonsense."

"..." Aning nodded amusedly.

Wang Meng had no choice but to swallow, and carefully pushed the box.The box was so heavy that his face turned into a liver-colored color before he pushed the box aside.

Wu Xie took a photo with a flashlight, and there were several piles of files in the corner behind.

These are really old files, gnawed to pieces by rats, and covered with rat droppings.Randomly picked one, it should be an old document from that time, and it was covered in dust.

If someone flipped it, there would be a difference. Wu Xie hurriedly ordered Wang Meng to look carefully. Is there anything suspicious?

Walking around on tiptoe among the piles of documents, Wang Meng soon discovered that there were several stacks of documents neatly placed on the ground.Four stacks are placed side by side to form a square.

Wang Meng said: "Boss, do you think that's the meaning? This man is browsing here. He is too tired to stand, so he made a stool out of these documents."

Wu Xie nodded, indeed, he could almost imagine the situation at that time.The man sat on the file stool and could see more carefully.

Turned 360 degrees on the spot, trying to determine which direction the person was facing when he was sitting, and found that if he was facing the back, the shelf on one side could just put a flashlight as a light.

Ah Ning took a few steps back to make way for Wu Xie, and asked him to replay the situation in his mind while putting the flashlight on and looking down at his feet.

Pushing away the dust, there were indeed a few old cigarette butts in front of him, and directly in front of him, there was a stack of documents.

A large envelope here weighs at least four to five catties, and it is impossible to read the scattered documents in one's hand.The pile in front of Wu Xie may have been used as a table by him.Here's what he looks at.

But it was still useless, the surroundings were full of documents, it was impossible to guess what he was looking for, maybe he found what he needed and took it away.

Aning looked at Wu Xie and flipped through the files a few times obsessed, came to Wang Meng, and asked in a low voice, "Does your boss often do this?"

Wang Meng glanced at Wu Xie, saw that he didn't pay attention to them, and replied in a low voice: "Our boss doesn't often get sick, it's just that he gets obsessed occasionally."

Seeing Ah Ning's speechless look, Wang Meng looked smug, hehe, boss, don't blame me!Boss lady, just chase after me slowly!

If Aning heard his voice, he would definitely be even more speechless, Wang Meng, have you forgotten that I am chasing your boss.

Wu Xie asked Wang Meng to hand him an envelope, opened it and put it on the "table" in front, picked one up and flipped through it.

Then I recalled my usual habits, while thinking about it, I used my right hand to stack the pages I had read on my hand, and when they reached a certain thickness, I put them far away and placed them neatly.

This is a habit of his, because when organizing rubbings, the entire table is often full of paper, which is very messy, and he likes to let go of the organized things far away to distinguish them from other documents.And the distance to let go must be within reach of the hand.

He looked around to see if there was any place he could use to put things within this distance, and saw a stack of papers stacked on a box on his right, and stretched out his hand, the distance was just right.

Wu Xie thumped in his heart, a little resisted, but he only hesitated for a moment, and took the paper over.

He put a stack of files on the pile of documents in front of him. The first sheet was a form, which seemed to be an allowance budget, with several names, and the most allowance was 440, [-] yuan.

He quickly noticed that there was a line in the corner of the form: Allowance Form for Expatriates of the Zhangjiapu Site Archaeological Project in Shangsi, Guangxi.

correct!This is it!

"Found it?" Aning stepped forward and asked.

"Hmm." Wu Xie nodded and flipped through. All the pages have been messed up. Below is the extension of the form, all of which are names of people. There is a chapter at the end, which is indeed the stamp of this archaeological institute.

He saw a date in the stamp, a document from [-].Then there is a summary of the data, not mimeographed, but all handwritten records, such as the number of rooms, schematic diagrams, and so on.The handwriting was scribbled, because of what happened just now, so he looked at the notes subconsciously, it was completely written by a stranger, and there were a lot of differences, obviously not alone.

Wu Xie quickly flipped through the pages, and only after fourteen or five pages did he see something different, which was a floor plan of a "style thunder" from the Qing Dynasty.

He flipped through it again, there were more than a dozen pages, and the last was the index page of the document, which showed how many things were inside. With a thought, he took it and matched it with the information inside, and found that there were six sheets missing just because of the number of pages.

If the guess is correct, it was taken away by that person at that time.What is in his hands now is the key, but even so, for him who has no clue at all, it is already a great breakthrough.

"Let's go back and read these documents." Aning said.

"Okay." Wu Xie sorted out the documents in his hand, and then looked around, knowing that there would be no gain here, so he called Wang Meng who was still rummaging to go back.

"Wang Meng, let's go!" Ah Ning called out a few times before he came back to his senses.

Wu Xie walked over: "What are you doing?"

Wang Meng shone a flashlight on the corner of the warehouse and asked, "Boss, what is that for?"

Wu Xie looked up, and saw behind the debris over there, there was a cage welded horizontally and vertically with iron bars.

Leaning over to see, the cage is half the height of a person, and the rust is a mess.

Wang Meng shined a flashlight inside and saw a broken bowl: "Is it a dog cage?"

Wu Xie shook his head, and then told Wang Meng not to dawdle, he and Aning had to verify some things.

咕噜 咕噜

snoring

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(End of this chapter)