Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 184 Going to Golmud
Throughout the journey, Wu Xiaoxie's expression remained serious, which frightened Wang Mengmeng so much that she quickly drove the car to the store entrance.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Wu Xiaoxie unbuckled his seatbelt, went straight to the inner room of the shop, opened a drawer with three locks, and took out a videotape.

"What? You've realized that you actually filmed this horror video yourself?" the fat man asked, puzzled.

Wu Xiaoxie shook his head, picked out the blank videotape, and called out, "Wang Mengmeng, bring me the toolbox with the screwdrivers."

Wang Mengmeng responded, quickly found the toolbox, put it on the table, glanced at what Wu Xiaoxie was holding, then took out two commonly used small screwdrivers with fancy tips and placed them next to Wu Xiaoxie, asking, "Boss, do you need my help?"

"No need, I can do it myself." Wu Xiaoxie picked up a Phillips screwdriver and started tightening the screws on the videotape casing.

Quickly unscrew the six small screws on top.

Wu Xiaoxie put down the screwdriver, took a deep breath, and explained, "I don't know if my guess is right. I had a rather nonsensical dream last night."

The fat man clicked his tongue. "What did you dream about?"

Wu Xiaoxie glanced at Wang Mengmeng and smiled. "I dreamt that Wang Mengmeng was stealing chocolate. Afraid that I would find out, she hid the rest of the chocolate in this blank videotape."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mengmeng exclaimed, "This is outrageous! This is pure slander!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Wang Mengmeng felt a little wronged. "Boss, you were the one who ate the last piece of that box of imported Italian Ferrero chocolates last time. I'm not taking the blame for that."

Wu Xiaoxie coughed. "That's not the point. Let me finish. I dreamt that Wang Mengmeng hid chocolate inside the videotape, so I used a screwdriver to open it, and... I saw a flat little guy made of chocolate inside."

"Huh?" The fat man's eyes widened. "Who did you just say you saw? The Silent One?"

His thoughts started to wander uncontrollably, "Could it be that behind the bronze door is a giant chocolate-making machine, and the guy accidentally fell in and came out as a bunch of chocolate guys...?"

Zhang Wuxun couldn't help but burst out laughing, saying, "Fatty, with your imagination, it's a shame you're not writing scripts."

Wang Mengmeng chuckled a few times.

Wu Xiaoxie was speechless. "Don't interrupt. I already said the point isn't the chocolate, it's the delivery guy. The package said it was a videotape sent by the delivery guy, but when I opened it, I saw the delivery guy. What does that mean?"

Zhang Wuxun stroked his chin. "This means that there is likely something hidden in this blank videotape, and the videotape is just there to cover it up."

“That’s right!” Wu Xiaoxie snapped his fingers, gripped the videotape’s casing, and slowly opened it. “Now is the moment to witness a miracle.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a clanging sound was heard, and something fell out of the videotape and landed on the table.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a key with a blackened copper surface.

"Ha, you're amazing, Tianzhen. With this skill, you could set up a stall in Panjiayuan and make a fortune just from fortune telling." The fat man quickly picked up the key and saw a small piece of medical tape stuck to the key handle with a few numbers written on it. They were a bit blurry, but you could still make out the numbers. "What number is this? 306? Oh, they've even booked a room for you."

"Just as I thought." Wu Xiaoxie breathed a sigh of relief, quickly unscrewed another reel of tape, and peeled off a small piece of paper stuck to the inside of the plastic casing.

Unfolded, it reads "No. 349-5, Deercan Lane, Kunlun Road, Golmud City, Qinghai Province," with extremely messy handwriting, each stroke so arrogant it seems to sprout wings and fly away.

“They have the address, house number, and key. Looks like they want to invite you over.” The fat man chuckled mischievously. “Hey, do you think that place might be Zhang Qiling’s house? He knows he might not be able to come back, so he asked someone to send the key to his house to Muyu, but he didn’t know the address, so he sent it to Tianzhen, intending to entrust his inheritance to her.”

"Get out of here!" Zhang Wuxun glared at him. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could that broken bronze door possibly stop Xiao Ge?" The fat man retorted, "Then tell me, where did Xiao Ge go after he came out of the bronze door? Aren't you family? Why didn't he call you?"

Zhang Wuxun was speechless. Even if he knew where the young man had gone, there was nothing he could say.

"Alright, you two stop arguing." Wu Xiaoxie put the note away, took the key from the fat man, and said, "I've decided to go to the address mentioned on it and see for myself whether it's a person or a ghost."

"Wang Mengmeng, book the tickets."

This was the first time Wu Xiaoxie had made such a decisive decision.

The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and he felt that he was fine again.

Wang Mengmeng replied, "Okay," then suddenly remembered, "Boss, this month's salary..."

Wu Xiaoxie waved his hand and said, "When I get back from Golmud, I'll give you a raise."

"Okay!" Wang Mengmeng beamed and ran off happily.

Zhang Wuxun and the fat man exchanged a glance.

"Um," the fat man coughed, "Tianzhen, are you sure you can manage on your own? Why don't you let Muyu go with you?"

Wu Xiaoxie glanced at Zhang Wuxun, somewhat tempted, but ultimately shook his head. "It's just a house, and there's no danger. I can go by myself. It would be a waste of Muyu's talents to go."

Zhang Wuxun nodded, "That works too. I just got a job nearby, I'll come pick you up then."

"Okay," Wu Xiaoxie replied.

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Two days later, Wu Xiaoxie set off for Golmud City, Qinghai Province.

The fat man received a mysterious phone call early in the morning and then said goodbye and left.

Zhang Wuxun slipped a box of Shuxuening tablets and a box of Gaoyuan'an into Wu Xiaoxie's bag, telling him to take two tablets to relieve altitude sickness if he felt unwell after arriving at his destination.

After seeing Wu Xiaoxie off at the airport and watching his flight take off, Zhang Wuxun returned to the house and entered the secret room.

Half an hour later, Zhang Wuxun came out dressed in white casual clothes, carrying a backpack. He gave Jiaozi a few instructions and then took a taxi to the airport.

Since there was no direct flight, I had to fly to Chengdu first and then transfer, thus avoiding catching up with Wu Xiaoxie.

Five hours later, Zhang Wuxun arrived in Golmud.

My phone beeped a few times in my pocket. I took it out and saw it was a meeting address sent by Aning.

Zhang Wuxun materialized a silver-gray Lynx SUV in a secluded spot, moved the three sets of equipment he had prepared in his space to the trunk, bought a can of gasoline at a nearby private gas station to get the car running, and then drove to a large gas station to fill up the car before heading to the suburbs to meet up with Aning's team.

(I asked the older generation, and they said that there were indeed privately owned gasoline shops in the early 2000s. I also remember there was a gasoline shop on the street when I was a child, but that's no longer possible unless you can provide relevant documentation.)
(End of this chapter)