Chapter 311 (1/2)

Lu Ziming had no place to escape, but he could go back to the stairs, but on second thought, he directly met him.

”You are...!” the old man looked at Lu Ziming in surprise.

”Don't shout, or I'll kill you.” Lu Ziming reached out and covered the old man's mouth. He didn't want to kill the old man. He just wanted to frighten him: ”what do I ask you? Answer honestly. Do you hear clearly?”.

The old man nodded his head, and the surprise in his eyes was more than fear.

”Are there two foreigners named David and aidita in your laboratory or in the whole military camp?” Lu Ziming was afraid that the old man didn't hear clearly: ”aidita is a woman. She is pregnant and is about to give birth. They are sent by the United Nations to North Asia for investigation and research, one studies geophysics and the other studies Botany...”.

The old man shook his head. Lu Ziming covered his mouth and couldn't speak.

Lu Ziming reluctantly let go of the old man and said, ”do you know me?”

The old man pointed to Lu Ziming's face and said, ”your portrait is pasted all over the streets of hacheng. I didn't expect you to sneak into the military camp?” in hacheng, Lu Ziming is about to catch up with the superstar. It's hard not to remember the reward of 100 crystals.

Since he knows himself, he is too lazy to talk nonsense. After all, he has a bad reputation. He says he is a good man. It is estimated that he doesn't believe: ”where are my things? Don't say you don't know!”

”Your things are in there. Come with me,” the old man said.

Lu Ziming hesitated and followed the old man in. The laboratory is very large. It is separated by countless equipment. You can't see the head at a glance. Pipes of different sizes are as dense as cobwebs, making you dizzy. He followed the old man through the huge equipment and finally came to a small room.

When he entered the small room, he saw the useless ancestral stone mill on the table, took a few steps to the table, picked up the stone mill and put it in his backpack.

”Wait a minute”, the old man reached out his hand and stopped Lu Ziming, wondering, ”is this really your thing?”

”What do you mean, it's not mine, is it yours?” Lu Ziming's voice became gloomy and cold: ”do you want to stop me?”

The old man didn't seem to be afraid of Lu Ziming: ”no, no, no!” the old man shook his hand and said, ”listen to me, this thing is very magical. It shouldn't be an ordinary thing. Can you lend it to me for research?”.

”Lend it to you, did I hear you wrong?” he looked at the old man in front of him and felt angry and ridiculous. There were such people in the world. It was justifiable to borrow other people's things, as if they owed him. ”Why should I borrow you and give me a reason?”

”Borrow it”, the old man impolitely grabbed the stone mill from Lu Ziming and put it on the table. He reached out to pick up the hammer next to him and was about to hit it.

Lu Ziming suddenly grabbed the hammer in the old man's hand. ”You're crazy. This is my ancestral thing. Your life is not worth it.” his words have no confidence. He knows very well whether the stone mill is worth money. If it was really worth money, it would have been stolen from the ancestral hall. It is precisely because it is not worth money that it is kept today.

The old man wanted to grab the hammer from Lu Ziming, but he was not as strong as his hand, so he had to say, ”since it's yours, do you know what material it is made of? Do you know its physical characteristics? Go, go, go! I don't understand anything, and dare to say it's yours.”.