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

Chapter 185 The Secret Chamber in the Cabinet
Suburbs of Golmud City.

A large Iveco van was parked on the open ground beside the road. The driver's side window was open, and a bearded foreigner was slumped over the steering wheel. Aning was sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. In the middle sat a Tibetan guide and one of Aning's Caucasian men. In the back seat were two big figures, one holding a knife with an expressionless face, and the other wearing sunglasses and playing a game console with boredom, sighing from time to time.

The bearded foreigner yawned and asked Aning, "Team leader, who exactly are we waiting for?"

Ah Ning opened her eyes, glanced at her watch, and frowned. "Wait five more minutes."

"Okay." The bearded foreigner shrugged helplessly, pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and planned to get off the bus to have a smoke to relieve his fatigue.

As soon as I opened the car door, the roar of a car engine came from across the street. A beautiful silver-gray SUV came speeding by and made a sharp turn to stop next to the large Jinbei van.

The bearded foreigner opened his mouth in surprise, then ate a mouthful of dust.

When Zhang Wuxun got out of the car, the bearded foreigner was even more surprised, "Oh my god, you're the one who was with Super Wu, the one who can fly... Super Fish!"

He couldn't recall Zhang Wuxun's name for a moment, but vaguely remembered that it contained the character for fish, so he simply said "Super fish."

He still vividly remembers the scene of the two of them leaping down from the sky and repelling the swarm of insects.

Zhang Wuxun's lips twitched, and he decided to ignore this guy.

Carrying the ebony box, Ah Ning walked to the passenger side, rolled down the window, and said coldly, "You're really not just punctual, you arrived right on the second hand."

Zhang Wuxun smiled, waved to the guy in the back row, and then said to A Ning, "Sorry, this is my first time here, I'm not familiar with the area, so it took me a while."

The man wearing sunglasses curiously peeked out and asked, "Who is this?"

Ah Ning introduced him: "His surname is Zhang, his nickname is Muyu, and he is known as Master Yu in the underworld. His skills are probably about the same as that guy's. He is a master of tomb raiding."

As she spoke, Ah Ning pointed to the young man holding the knife.

Hei Xiazi became even more curious. Zhang? He had known Zhang the mute for so many years, but he had never seen him have any relatives or anything like that.

When Zhang Wuxun got into the car, he shifted his position to make room for him, saying, "Come on, brother, sit here and let's chat."

The young man also moved closer to the car door and glanced at Zhang Wuxun.

Hei Xiazi was immediately stunned. Good heavens, was this still the mute Zhang he knew? Had he been switched with someone else?

It was rare for the deliveryman to offer his seat, so Zhang Wuxun was a little happy. He withdrew his hand from the middle seat, turned around, and carried his suitcase to the back row.

The bearded foreigner started the car and drove onto the highway.

"Why are you here?" the young man asked, tilting his head.

Hei Xiazi closed his chin with his hand, seemingly playing a game, but actually secretly perked up his ears.

“Tianzhen is over here, and since Aning offered a high price, I came here,” Zhang Wuxun said.

The young man frowned slightly. Zhang Wuxun understood what he meant, nodded, and said, "He also received the videotape, which was sent in your name. After finding clues in it, he came here immediately. If we go, we should be able to run into Tianzhen."

Ah Ning frowned and urged, "Drive faster, we don't have much time left."

The bearded foreigner sped up as instructed.

By the time we arrived at the entrance of the Golmud Sanatorium, the setting sun was already just a sliver of its edge, and the dilapidated, ancient buildings were hidden in the dark twilight, appearing particularly eerie.

Zhang Wuxun and his two companions got out of the car. Because they needed to deal with Huo Ling, who had become a forbidden woman, Zhang Wuxun took the skull knife out of the box and held it in his hand.

Aning asked him to drive the car a short distance away, stop it, turn off the engine, and turn off the headlights.

A deathly silence fell over the surroundings. Black Bear chuckled softly, "Brothers, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked off a street lamp, used the momentum to jump up, and landed on the wall in one go. He glanced inside and then jumped off the wall.

The young man and Zhang Wuxun followed the same method.

The yard was overgrown with weeds, and the door of the small building was sealed with a tape and chained between the handles. Black Bear took a small wire from his belt and pried the door open in a few quick movements.

The three entered, passed through the hall paved with bluestone bricks, and went up to the second floor via the spiral staircase on the left.

The staircase was made of wood and had fallen into disrepair over the years. In some places, the planks were tilted, and when you stepped on them, they made a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound. You really suspected that they would break at any moment.

The ground was covered in dust, and the footprints were messy and disorderly. Zhang Wuxun could barely make out Wu Xiaoxie's footprints from them.

The number on the key is 306, which means Wu Xiaoxie went to the third floor.

The three of them quickly reached the third floor via the stairs. The dark corridor was lined with rooms on both sides.

Some of the rusted door numbers have peeled off, making it impossible to discern the exact numbers.

Hei Xiazi made a hand gesture, indicating that they should split up and search separately.

Zhang Wuxun and Xiao Ge went left, while Hei Xiazi went right, and they soon found room 306 at the end of the corridor.

Zhang Wuxun shone the flashlight to the other side and whispered, "This way."

Hei Xiazi came over, glanced at the door, and raised an eyebrow. "That 'naive' comrade you mentioned has already gone in before us."

The young man ignored him, reached out and pushed open the half-closed door, and a musty, rotten smell wafted out.

Zhang Wuxun suppressed the itch in his throat and followed her in. The first thing he noticed was the bulging bed, but upon closer inspection, he realized that what was hidden underneath was not a person.

A desk stood directly opposite the door in the room, with a small window on it through which the streetlights shone through the hazy glass.

The room's furnishings looked somewhat familiar. Zhang Wuxun looked around and realized that it was very similar to the place where Huo Ling combed her hair in the video. However, it shouldn't be, otherwise the young man would have reacted long ago.

Their destination wasn't here, and they had no intention of lingering. They filed into a large cabinet with its door wide open by the wall.

There was a large hole in the bottom panel behind the cabinet against the wall, leading down to a dark staircase that could only be passed by one person at a time.

The temperature below was very low, and the breath condensed into water vapor. The air was very murky, and a putrid smell was mixed with some unknown odor.

All three were skilled martial artists; their footsteps were silent and swift, and they quickly arrived at the center of the basement.

There stood a huge, pure black stone coffin; this was their destination.

Hei Xiazi stretched his shoulders, drew a black and gold short knife from his waist, inserted it into the gap of the coffin, and glanced disdainfully at Zhang Wuxun and the other man standing to the side, who seemed to be on a picnic and doing nothing.

"Hey you two, can't you be a little more considerate and lend a hand?"

Zhang Wuxun chuckled, "I thought you were very capable, but I didn't expect that a mere coffin lid could stop you."

Black Bear was speechless. "I'm a man, not a god. This broken coffin lid must weigh at least three or four hundred pounds. If I try to pry it open, I'm afraid I'll break my precious knife."

Zhang Wuxun put the knife aside, and he and Xiao Ge each held one end of the coffin lid.

The three of them worked together and lifted the lid up and moved it to the side, revealing a gap of about half a meter.

(End of this chapter)