Live expedition from tomb raiding

This is an innate instinct of human beings, and no one can escape it.

Therefore, even if he knew the plot, Ding Ze still felt a little uncomfortable, and didn't like wandering around in such a ghostly place.

I searched for a while.

Suddenly, Ah Ning exclaimed, "There seems to be a human head here!"

When Ding Ze heard it, he immediately walked to Aning's side with Wu Xie.

I saw that Wu Sansheng's black backpack was hidden in the gap between the cargo box and the ship's wall. At first glance, it really looked like a human head.

But no.

Ding Ze knew what it was, so when the light of the flashlight in his hand shone over, he also stretched out his hand, directly, and pulled out the curled up backpack from the gap.

"Miss Ning, people are scary, it's just a backpack."

After joking, Ding Ze put the flashlight on the box next to him, then unzipped the backpack, and dumped the contents of the backpack down.

Crash.

A pile of documents, some clothes, and the most important notebook fell to the ground.

The notebook that was about to fall apart was placed in a rubber, old and yellowed waterproof bag...

When Ding Ze saw it, he reached out and picked up the notebook. With the help of the flashlight, he glanced at the words on the cover of the notebook, and immediately pretended to be surprised, "Interesting, Wu Xie, this is your third uncle's backpack."

Wu Xie and Aning have both seen the text on the cover of the notebook at this time.

[Archaeological records of Xisha Wanjiao, in July 1984, Chen Wenjin presented it to the three provinces of Wu. 】

Aning didn't say a word, but subconsciously frowned.

At this time, Wu Xie didn't know who Chen Wenjin was, so when he saw this line of writing, he was simply surprised that this well-hidden backpack belonged to his third uncle.

"None of those documents have been waterproofed," Ding Ze said after glancing at Wu Xie with a surprised face, handing over the notebook, "This waterproof bag looks old, and your third uncle is in a hurry this time. I ran over and brought this notebook specially, there should be very important information on it, take a look."

Wu Xie's curiosity was already very strong, and now hearing what Ding Ze said, naturally there was no ink stain, so he immediately took out the notebook and opened it.

On the first page is a date and a list.

The date was July [-]th, and the list showed that Wu Sanxing was the team leader.

"Brother Ding, these people seem to be the people in the photo I told you about," Wu Xie said, "I remember that magical little brother is surnamed Zhang, this Zhang Qiling..."

Ding Ze nodded when he heard it, "The time is also consistent, July [-], it seems to be the archaeological records of that year."

Indeed it is.

Starting from the second page, the content in the text is the archaeological team that Wu Sansheng was in back then, found and determined the passage of the underwater tomb.

The content is very detailed, and it is indeed as Wu Xie thought, detailed to the point of being long-winded.

Time passed slowly.

None of the three made a sound, they just watched quietly and seriously. .

Finally, the notebook turned to the last page with content.

"On July 7, we found the entrance to the undersea tomb, the first time we entered... After thinking about it, this undersea tomb is not complicated."

"On July 7, the situation in the undersea tomb was very strange, maybe it was not clean."

See these two lines.

Of course, Wu Xie was startled again, and instinctively remembered what Ding Ze told him before going out to sea, "full of loopholes." '

Seeing this, Ding Ze smiled, his smile concealed his merit and fame, "It seems that I guessed right, your third uncle did go in, and something happened."

Wu Xie moved her mouth, but without making a sound, she looked away and flipped through the notebook again.

It's a pity that the back is all blank, nothing.

……

Aning was very interested in the contents of the notebook, asked Wu Xie for it, and then read it carefully again.

Wu Xie fell silent, sitting on the side, smoking a cigarette silently.

Looking at the expression on his face, his mind is definitely in a mess, thinking about why his third uncle lied to him, what is going on in that underwater tomb, why his third uncle came here in such a hurry... etc. Messy stuff.

Ding Ze knew what Wu Xie was thinking, so he lit a cigarette and waited quietly, not to be disturbed.

As a result, the cargo hold became very quiet for a while, only the sound of breathing of the three people, and the sound of Ah Ning slowly flipping through the notebook.

until……

269 ​​Thinking About the Horrible Plan ([-]-character Chapter, Happy New Year’s Eve)

In fact.

At this moment, Ding Ze and the others were not the only ones who were shocked.

All the sand sculpture viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't help being stunned when they saw that no matter how they looked at this string of numbers, they were completely random, and there were a lot of question marks on their foreheads.

"What's the situation? I remember that in the plot of Lu Palace, this string of numbers is the serial number of another tomb robber gang. Am I wrong?"

"You remember correctly, it is indeed the number of another tomb robber gang..."

"Then, does this notebook belong to Wu Sansheng? If it does, why is there such a string of numbers? If it doesn't, what's the matter with the previous content?"

"...Damn it, do you think I look like an encyclopedia? You ask me who I ask, I'm so confused!"

"Upstairs, can you stop being sentimental? I know that with your IQ, you will definitely not be able to answer! So I didn't ask you how you are at all!"

"...Damn it!! You try to call me stupid again?"

"(ΩДΩ)!!! Well, I didn't say that, you said it yourself...you are really talented!"

"..."

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in the cargo hold.

Ding Ze was a little dazed for a while as his eyes fell on this series of random numbers with strong meaning.

However, compared to Wu Xie and Aning beside him, and compared to the audience of sand sculptures in the live broadcast room, he was much better at being confused, and at the same time, he was much more short-lived.