Chatper 233 (1/2)

After Cheng Jiangxue washed hastily, he took the small box to the study, reopened it and looked at it carefully.

When she was in the bureau just now, she just took a cursory glance, and didn't carefully look through those little things under Zhang Yang's nose.

Cheng Jiangxue took out the small lock made of jade from the small box, looked carefully at the light, and tried to see something.

After looking at it for several minutes, I still only saw a small jade lock in front of me, and found nothing else.

Cheng Jiangxue felt a little reconciled, put the small lock in his hand, and played with it carefully.

There are not a thousand of these things in their family, but eight hundred.

After watching for so many years, she herself is also an expert in jade.

She was sure that this jade lock was the same as the one she had.

The jade has a lot of water and is of good quality. It is worth a lot at first glance, and it is an old jade that has been well maintained.

Cheng Jiangxue squinted for a while, then picked up a pair of tweezers with a small head in the toolbox, and put on a special magnifying eyepiece, trying to use the tweezers to turn the keyhole of the jade lock.

After a few tries, a tiny click sounded in my ear.

Cheng Jiangxue was overjoyed, carefully opened the half circle of the jade lock that had been opened, and examined the contents inside.

Something seemed to be blocked in the small dark hole.

Cheng Jiangxue turned on the reading lamp beside the desk, put the jade lock under the lamp, and looked at it carefully.

She picked out another pair of smaller tweezers, and gently poked into the dark hole.

There is indeed something!

It feels like paper or cloth, but no matter what it is, it is made of excellent materials, otherwise it would not be able to fit into this small dark hole.

Cheng Jiangxue's heartbeat accelerated a little, and he concentrated on pinching out the contents.

The little thing was quickly taken out, and it was somewhat similar to her previous idea.

It is a transparent fabric that is similar to cloth but not cloth, and something is vaguely recorded on the fabric.

Cheng Jiangxue adjusted the focus of the eyepiece to the maximum, but the small characters were still unclear.

Cheng Jiangxue rubbed her eyes, her eyes were a little tired after staring for a long time.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the study.

Shen Moyun's voice came from the door, "Didn't you say you were sleeping? I just finished answering Jiang Ming's call, and you came to work again."

The tone was both helpless and a little doting.

"Mo Yun, I'm sorry. I haven't finished some things tonight, and I want to be busy for a while." Cheng Jiangxue said, shaking the tweezers in his hand.

"I'll go downstairs to warm you a cup of milk and snacks." After Shen Moyun finished speaking, he turned and went downstairs.

The corner of Cheng Jiangxue's mouth curled up into a slight smile, and he lowered his head and continued to work on it.

Shen Moyun came up with milk and snacks five minutes later, "Eat first, I'll work with you later."

"You are also tired during the day, go to bed early."

"You're tired during the day, don't you also work overtime and stay up late at night?" Shen Moyun stuffed the snack into her mouth.

Cheng Jiangxue opened his mouth and ate the food, with a warm smile in his eyes.