Chapter 230 - Chapter 230: Chapter 175: We will deal with it according to the law! (Five-thousand-word chapter)_2 (1/2)
Chapter 230: Chapter 175: We will deal with it according to the law! (Five-thousand-word chapter)_2
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“A novel?”
Old Yao muttered these two words, his eyes widening.
He was originally a member of the Archaeological Team’s creative staff, often using the form of novels to record the ancient tombs they investigated daily, recreating them based on real tombs.
Thus, he knew that the layouts in novels could resemble those of actual tombs.
What shocked him, however, was that this place had never been visited by any member of the Archaeological Team, only tomb raiders had frequented it.
Moreover, two of the tomb raiders had already died on the spot.
There was also a suspect that a tomb robber had fled the scene.
Therefore, the only ones who could have documented this place in the form of a novel were…
—the raiders who had fled the scene.
This possibility was strong.
Crime, ah!
“Qin, do you mean to say that the author of that novel is very likely that tomb raider and also the suspect in the suspected homicide?” Old Yao inquired about Qin Sisi’s opinion.
Qin Sisi shook her head repeatedly, hurrying to explain, “Captain Yao, that’s not what I mean.”
“Explain.”
“Captain Yao, although I have my suspicions, this doesn’t mean he is a criminal suspect, and it’s also possible it came about through word of mouth in the tomb raiders’ circles,” said Qin Sisi.
Qin Sisi harbored doubts about Lin Chuan, but before the verdict was final, she didn’t want to recklessly besmirch his name.
Tomb robbing + homicide.
Two crimes compounded, bullets raining down.
Even if Lin Chuan had great abilities, he could only end up bitterly resenting on the spot.
Who could withstand that?
Captain Yao gave Qin Sisi a few more glances, noticed her clear eyes and the anxiety on her tranquil and gentle face, and then asked, “That author is Lin Chuan, right?”
“Captain Yao, how did you know?”
Qin Sisi instantly grew startled, her pupils widening.
Old Yao laughed, saying, “Qin, from your expression, I guessed that this author was someone you knew, and I thought of Lin Chuan.”
Qin Sisi pursed her lips, at a loss for words.
Her heart was in turmoil, uncertain what to say.
True to his experience, Old Yao, adept in handling affairs smoothly, looked at Qin Sisi, and said, “Qin, you must be quite new in this field, right?”
“After graduating, I’ve been in the Anling Archaeological Team, not working for long,” Qin Sisi said, dazed.
Old Yao nodded, smiling, “Qin, you should know that in our field of archaeology, we actually have to rely even more on evidence than criminal detectives do.”
Qin Sisi’s brows lifted, and she looked at Old Yao, confused.
Old Yao grinned, “Archaeology, in fact, is the investigation of ancient tombs, just like how police officers investigate crime scenes. Without concrete evidence, even if you find the murderer, you can’t convict them. Do you understand?”
A hint of puzzlement crossed Qin Sisi’s face, followed shortly by a look of sudden comprehension, “Captain Yao, are you saying that just because the details in the novel match reality, we can’t conclude that Lin Chuan is the suspect?”
“Right.”
Old Yao nodded.