There were cars going by outside, but it was quiet inside the hotel room.
"Are you okay?" Zhang Jing asked tentatively.
"I just died two days ago," Tong Di said in a cold tone. "I was treated as a bedbug by others and stabbed to death on the street."
"That sounds interesting." Zhang Jing walked to the chair by the window and sat down. "Tell me more about your information."
"A woman named Courtea Eaton found me in San Francisco," Tong Di slowly introduced. "She asked me to follow you. She was the one responsible for the road attack you encountered before."
Zhang Jing thought quickly, and it was obvious that the two bad guys had broken up.
The reason is that Kotya Eaton planned to kill Tong Di, but for some reason she failed.
"Why did Kotya Eaton kill you?" Zhang Jing grasped the core question.
"This..." Tong Di hesitated.
"You are not dead now," Zhang Jingxing and Tong Di said, "Kotya will most likely come back to find you. You'd better know what to say."
"She gave up continuing to persecute you," Tong Di hesitated, "killing me was to silence her."
Zhang Jing felt relieved in his heart. He was not afraid of thieves but worried about thieves. The woman named Ketya Eaton was willing to put down the butcher knife. This was what he wanted to see.
Otherwise, there will be endless hatred and hatred, and there will really be no end to the killing.
Now it's good, the other party is willing to give up, and Zhang Jing is also willing to call it quits.
The enemy assassinated him, and he sabotaged the other party's important acquisition. He retaliated with retaliation, and it was settled.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jing looked at Tong Di and advised, "Your information is useful to me. You and Sean Hu's plan to kidnap Wang Sisi are even."
"Aren't you going to take revenge on Kotya Eaton?" Tong Di asked back.
"Recognize the reality and don't look for trouble," Zhang Jing seriously advised Di Tong, "Besides, when will the injustice be repaid?"
I didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so calm, but Tong Di was very unwilling.
Ignoring Tong Di, Zhang Jing left the hotel and returned to villa No. 1550.
Wang Sisi, Fan Simin, and Silan are playing poker at home, Texas Hold'em.
After not seeing each other for a while, they hugged first, and then Zhang Jing joined them. I must praise them, Texas Hold'em is still very interesting.
On the other side of the earth, while Zhang Jing was enjoying a leisurely life, Xu Zehong and the experts he hired opened the sarcophagus on the ship.
As the lid of the coffin was removed, the secret of the giant coffin was revealed.
The experts were all stunned.
It turns out that this is a coffin within a coffin. The outer layer is a long coffin and the inner layer is a human-shaped coffin.
The surface of the human-shaped coffin is covered with red gold and inlaid with glass stones, sapphires, etc.
There are as many as eight "human heads" placed between the first and second levels of coffins.
It is a "human head" shaped vessel similar to a plastic mannequin. It has eyebrows, eyes, lips, and ears painted on the surface. It is very vivid.
Although it was cross-border archeology, Xu Zehong knew that the vessels contained various internal organs that the tomb owner took out from the body when he made the mummy.
Xu Zehong stepped forward, bent down and took out one "head" after another from the coffin.
Then open the second layer of coffin.
As the lid of the human-shaped coffin was opened, a gasp of cold air sounded.
The body of the tomb owner was covered with very ornate clothes woven from gold and various precious stones.
Wearing a crown on his head.
The crown is engraved with images of vultures and cobras, and appears to be made of gold, glass, lapis lazuli, obsidian, malachite and other materials.
The mummy's face is covered with a gold mask, which is about the size of a household pan and made of pure gold.
What is shocking is that the mask image should be the appearance of the tomb owner.
With a faint smile on its face, it looks elegant, noble and inviolable.
In other words, the smile created by the mask itself is worth more than a hundred times more than gold.
Seeing this, Xu Zehong did not dare to continue to study deeper. According to his judgment, although some gems are not valuable now, the value he saw was already more than three billion meters.
Very shocked.
"That's it for today," Xu Zehong stopped, "get off the boat and go back to the shore to rest."
Several other experts looked at each other silently.
If this was not Xiangjiang, they would call their own governor and quickly send warships to snatch it.
If you rob, you won’t suffer, and if you rob, you won’t be fooled.
After sending everyone away, Xu Zehong found his twin sister Dawei, "Recall the vacation crew to protect the coffin cabin 24 hours a day."
Dawei asked.
Xu Zehong turned around and called Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing was still playing cards and picked up the phone casually, "Professor Xu, aren't you sleeping?"
"We opened the lid of the coffin," Xu Zehong went straight to the point. "What is certain now is that the owner of the tomb is a female pharaoh."
"What's in the coffin?" Zhang Jing asked with interest.
"There are a lot of precious cultural relics. We have only opened the second layer of the coffin, and the shroud has not yet been opened."
"That's good," Zhang Jing felt relieved, "I'm heavily in debt now. The more money, the better. Let's see if anyone is willing to make an offer."
"It's a pity to sell it," Xu Zehong reminded Zhang Jing, "There are many good things in the coffin, including a sapphire the size of an egg."
"Forget it," Zhang Jing didn't care, "I don't care if it's as big as a goose egg. It's not good for the fetus."
Xu Zehong was speechless and couldn't say anything to refute.
It is indeed a bit difficult for Easterners to accept gems and treasures that have absorbed corpse energy for more than three thousand years.
Zhang Jing is not rare, but some people are.
Because six experts were present to open the coffin, the news quickly spread to major museums.
And a call came to Zhang Jing’s mobile phone.
Seeing that it was Wen Li, Zhang Jing quickly pushed away Silan, who could only see the top of her head.
Without disturbing her boyfriend to answer the phone, Silang walked into the bathroom and stepped into the bathtub.
"Good morning, old lady." Zhang Jing greeted politely.
Wen Li asked angrily, "I didn't disturb your rest, did I?"
"No," Zhang Jing denied, "What do you want?"
"Li Xing will go find you tomorrow, remember to follow your instructions."
Zhang Jing was slightly startled. Wen Li had always been kind and cheerful, and she had never asked him to do something in a commanding manner.
Considering that Wen Li would not harm herself, it must be an embarrassing matter.
The simple understanding is to do the difficult but right thing.
Is it rare that someone plans to rob the female pharaoh? He had to follow?
The next day, Li Xing arrived at Villa No. 1550 at nine o'clock early.
In the living room, Zhang Jing asked strangely, "What matters require you to go and lie down in person?"
"Sunline wastewater, where did you get the clue?" Li Xing asked.
Zhang Jing felt relieved. He thought someone was going to rob his female pharaoh. As long as it was not a matter of money, it would be easy to discuss.
"A stick killer named Jin Zhou..."
Zhang Jing spent three minutes describing in detail the process of getting to know Jin Zhou.
"How did Jin Zhou know?" Li Xing broke the casserole and asked.
"He didn't say that."
"Where is Jin Zhou now?"
"We still need to recover in Melbourne."
"This person can't live." Li Xing is usually quite warm, but this time he felt cold.
Looking into Li Xing's eyes, Zhang Jing's Adam's apple rolled.
Obviously, there are many wonderful stories behind it, but it is also very likely to lead to fire.
"What do I need to do?" Zhang Jing asked.
"Leave his wife and children to me."
"It's too much," Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows and reminded Li Xing in a deep voice, "You must have a bottom line as a human being!"
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