Chapter 244 - Chapter 244: Chapter 180: They Wouldnt Really Come Over in a Tank, Would They? (Please Subscribe)_2 (2/2)
“She followed my novel and found the ancient tomb, shouldn’t she treat me to a meal?”
“Then I also helped you clear things up.”
Lin Chuan pondered for a moment, then came up with a compromise, “When Qin Sisi is treating, I’ll call you up.”
“You really know how to give away flowers that aren’t yours,” Shen Qianqian chided.
Lin Chuan laughed a few times.
Then, he left the office and returned to Linjiang Mansion.
But this night was not peaceful.
With remote feedback from He Zhi, the Linyi police made an overnight move, arresting the crime suspect and seizing the Ghost Seal from the Seven Stars Lu King Palace.
The evidence was conclusive, leaving no room for denial.
The crime suspect confessed to the crimes without reservation.
The Linyi police, in breaking the case promptly, also issued a case report.
Such a swift resolution astonished the members of the Archaeological Team Nine.
Especially Old Yao and Qin Sisi.
They had almost unanimously believed Lin Chuan to be the crime suspect.
But unexpectedly, after Deputy Chief of the Criminal Police Brigade He Zhi visited Anling, not only did he clear Lin Chuan’s name but also solved the case at lightning speed with Lin Chuan’s help.
It was almost miraculous.
With the murder case solved, most of the excavation and surveying work at the Seven Stars Lu King Palace was taken care of by the relevant archaeological staff.
Old Yao and Qin Sisi felt a weight off their shoulders.
…
The next day, in Linyi.
Early morning, dawn sprinkled over the Yi River, resembling a silver ribbon, meandering through the city. The riverside was lush with green trees, the fragrance of flowers wafting in the air, and the chirping of the birds was exceptionally clear.
A gentle breeze rustled the branches on the shore and rippled the surface of the Yi River.
Ring, ring, ring—
In the Linyi Cultural Relics Bureau, Old Yao had just walked into his temporary office when his phone began to ring.
The caller ID showed: Team Eight, Zhong Xunfeng.
“Xunfeng, so early?” Old Yao pressed the answer button, speaking cheerfully.
“Old Yao, when are you coming over? I’m seriously short-staffed here. This millennium-old Great Tomb should be no less impressive than your Seven Stars Lu King Palace.”
Over the phone, Zhong Xunfeng’s voice was tinged with urgency.
Zhong Xunfeng, the son of Zhong Chengming, was passionate about archaeology. Despite his young age, he was an elite member of Archaeological Team Eight, currently serving as the deputy team leader. He had his own unique understanding and methods of archaeological investigation.
Old Yao thought highly of him.
As such, the two got along well privately.
“I know you’re in a hurry, but don’t rush me. I’ve just unearthed this Seven Stars Lu King Palace, it’s like a newlywed bride, and I haven’t even held hands yet, and now you’re dragging me off on a business trip to a foreign place, is that appropriate?” Old Yao joked.
“What’s inappropriate? Old Yao, wait till you see this Great Tomb, I guarantee your jaw is gonna drop!” Zhong Xunfeng laughed heartily.
“It sounds like you guys have found something extraordinary.”
“Indeed, it’s extraordinary.”
“You guys must have encountered some thorny problems, otherwise, with Team Eight’s characteristics, it doesn’t seem like you’d share this opportunity with us.” Old Yao took the chance to tease a little.
Zhong Xunfeng spoke at a steady pace, “Old Yao, you guessed it, we did encounter a bit of a problem, but you know, the more challenging the problem, the bigger the tomb! If Team Nine isn’t interested, I’ll have to look for another team.”
“Xunfeng, you really know how to play to people’s hearts,” Old Yao bantered.
“When do you plan to come over?” Zhong Xunfeng asked.
“In a couple of days.”
Old Yao replied with a laugh.
“Great, I’ll wait for you guys in Anling.” Zhong Xunfeng was very pleased.
“Anling…”
Hearing the name, Old Yao muttered, “Anling is a good place, full of outstanding people and spirit.”
“You’ve been to Anling?” Zhong Xunfeng inquired.
“No, I haven’t, but I am quite keen on meeting a colleague from Anling.” Old Yao thought of Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan and Qin Sisi both came from Anling.
“A colleague?” Zhong Xunfeng asked.
“Yes, not just an archaeology expert but also a web novel writer,” Old Yao said with a smile.
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