Back to the world, you human trafficker are dead

Zhang Hui released his spiritual sense, which swept across the body of the person in front of him like an X-ray, revealing every detail even where the clothes were covered.

Soon, she found a gray wooden bead on the man's chest.

It was placed in an inconspicuous pouch and hung around the man's neck.

When her spiritual sense scanned the bead, the bead vibrated violently, as if it felt her gaze and became excited.

The first five beads only became intelligent after she activated them with blood, but this bead was a little bit extraordinary. It actually still retained a trace of intelligence and responded to her.

Zhang Hui smiled calmly, sat down with Xiao Qingze, and started asking questions, no, it should be said that he started recording.

The man sitting on the chair with his hands handcuffed felt a sudden shock in his heart. The person coming this time is not ordinary!

She pinched her fingers and raised a talisman, a faint white light flashed in the air, and the man's clear eyes became confused.

"Name?"

"Zhang Xingguo."

"Gender? Age?"

A huge fear surged from the depths of Zhang Xingguo's heart. He didn't know what was wrong with him. His mouth spoke out all the secrets he knew uncontrollably.

Cold sweat flowed down his forehead and back.

His consciousness seemed to be split in two. On one hand, he desperately gave orders to stop it, and on the other hand, he obeyed the other party and let his mouth tell him everything about his past and present.

Outside the interrogation room window, in front of the monitoring equipment, Ye Bufan and his team members fell into deep thought. Is this an interrogation? Are you sure this is not a surrender?

Forty minutes later, a thick stack of notebooks was delivered to Ye Bufan's desk.

Looking through the news about the Tomb of the Marquis, Ye Bufan's eyes were filled with surprise. He looked up at Zhang Hui and Xiao Qingze and said, "Thank you! Thank you so much!"

"Don't thank me yet, I also need your help with something." Zhang Hui looked at him seriously.

Ye Bufan said cheerfully: "What's the matter? Just tell me!"

"Zhang Xingguo has something of mine, passed down from my ancestors. If necessary, I will go to the tomb of the prince."

The raw materials for the Backtracking Pearl were found by her parents and refined by the master. It is not wrong to say that it was passed down from ancestors.

Another thing is that she wondered if there were other beads in Junhou’s tomb.

She felt that she had to use the truth talisman to question Zhang Xingguo again to confirm the origin of the wooden beads on his neck before making a decision.

Ye Bufan hesitated for a moment: "Can I ask what it is?"

"That is a wooden bead. I can prove that it is mine." Zhang recalled the intelligence of the six beads and agreed immediately.

The three of them entered the interrogation room together. Zhang Xingguo didn't even raise his head. He was hollowed out, unable to resist, and waited for his fate in despair.

Zhang Hui raised his hand, and the truth talisman stuck to Zhang Xingguo's forehead at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and then disappeared with a flash of white light.

"Captain Ye, there is a pouch around his neck, and the wooden bead is inside."

Ye Bufan took off the purse hanging from Zhang Xingguo's neck, and sure enough, there was a gray wooden bead inside.

He held it in his palm and examined it carefully, but he couldn't tell what kind of treasure it was worth passing down.

Zhang Hui raised his wrist, and the five beads excitedly emitted a dazzling white light.

At the same time, the six beads in Ye Bufan's palm, which originally had a gray appearance, were slowly covered with a layer of hazy white light.

Then it jumped a few times tentatively, as if it couldn't wait any longer.

Suddenly, it flew towards Zhang Hui's wrist, spun around it a few times, and only lay down in her palm to rest when it was done.

Anyone who sees this series of performances will know who the owner of the bead is, unless he is blind.

Ye Bufan swallowed his saliva and felt like a new world had opened up. There really were such wonderful things in this world!

"Zhang Xingguo, where did this wooden bead on your neck come from?"

"I got it from the tomb." Zhang Xingguo fell into a nightmare again.

However, practice makes perfect, and he realized that all his secrets had been revealed, so he simply stopped resisting and answered whatever was asked.

This wooden bead was what he found in a prince's tomb, and was held tightly in the palm of the tomb owner's hand at the time.

He originally thought that the tomb owner was holding something other than top-grade jade, but he didn't expect it to be just a gray wooden bead.

He was so angry that he threw the bead away with force. Logically speaking, the bead was made of wood and had been there for thousands of years, so it would definitely break if it hit the wall.

But he suddenly found that the bead fell safely on the ground in front of him.

He didn't believe it, so he threw it on the ground again, but the result was the same. He burned it, fried it, chopped it with a knife, and smashed it with a hammer, but the wooden bead was still intact.

Only then did Zhang Xingguo believe that the wooden bead held in the tomb owner's hand was no ordinary item, but he had not found a use for it, so he hung it around his neck and used it as a ward off evil spirits.

After listening to Zhang Xingguo's words and confirming that the wooden beads had appeared in the tomb, Zhang Hui strengthened his determination to visit the Junhou Tomb.

Zhang Xingguo didn't find the other beads because he was just an ordinary person after all.

Zhang Hui believed that if he went there, he would definitely gain something if the other three beads were in the tomb of the marquis.

After negotiation, Zhang Hui, Xiao Qingze, and people from Ye Bufan's team were the first to enter the Tomb of the Marquis, and the experts and maintenance personnel were the second group to enter.

The Tomb of Junhou is located on the hillside outside Lingxi Village, north of Qinyang County. Ye Bufan has sent people to protect it overnight.

After arriving at the destination, the villagers of Lingxi Village looked up the mountain curiously, wondering what had happened, but no one could answer their questions.

The group took a lot of outdoor supplies and moved quickly up the mountain.

They had all practiced before and no one fell behind. Ten minutes later, Zhang Xiao and others reunited with the people Ye Bufan had sent out earlier.

After observing the terrain, Ye Bufan sighed: "No wonder the local villagers didn't find it. Who would have thought that the entrance was under the cliff?"

That’s right, the entrance to this prince’s tomb is under a low cliff, and the entrance is blocked by dense bushes.

According to Zhang Xingguo, he accidentally found a wooden slip from a villager in Lingxi Village.

He felt that the inscription on it was familiar, so he paid to buy it and secretly found a professional in the field. He finally confirmed that it was a burial inscription and of the standard for a king.

After several twists and turns, he finally discovered the prince's tomb. After a lot of effort, he obtained a lot of good things.

He planned carefully and sold the stolen burial objects in batches.

Who knew that his every move was under Ye Bufan's surveillance, and that he deserved the situation he was in now.

Zhang Hui stood at the edge of the entrance, waiting for Xiao Qingze and Ye Bufan to lead the team to clear the obstacles.

The spiritual sense passed through the bushes and saw darkness inside. A dirt road about one meter wide extended forward.

Zhang Hui could clearly see traces of artificial excavation on the inner wall of the cave.

Going further, her spiritual awareness was restricted and she had to retract it, which meant that the dirt road was already more than fifty meters long.