Suburbs of Golmud City.
There was an Iveco Jinbei parked in the open space next to the road. The driver's window was open, and a bearded foreigner was lying on the steering wheel. Aning was sitting on the passenger seat with his eyes closed and dozing off. There was a Tibetan guide sitting in the middle. With the Caucasian people under An Ning, there are two giant Buddhas in the back seats. One is holding a knife with an expressionless face, and the other is wearing sunglasses and playing a game console in boredom, sighing from time to time.
The bearded foreigner yawned and asked Aning, "Team leader, who are we waiting for?"
Aning opened his eyes, glanced at his watch, frowned, "Wait another five minutes."
"Okay." The bearded foreigner shrugged helplessly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one in his mouth, and planned to get out of the car and smoke one to relieve his difficulties.
Just as I opened the car door, the roar of cars came from the other side of the road. A beautiful silver-gray off-road vehicle came on the wind and made a sharp turn to stop next to the Dajin Cup.
The bearded foreigner opened his mouth in surprise, and then took a mouthful of dust.
When Zhang Zhuxun got out of the car, the bearded foreigner was even more surprised, "Oh my god, you are the one with Super Wu, the one who can fly... Superfish!"
He couldn't remember Zhang Zhuxun's name at the moment, but he vaguely remembered that there was a word for fish, so he just said it as "Superfish", which means super fish.
He still vividly remembers the scene of the two people jumping down in the air and repelling the swarm of insects.
Zhang Shuxun's lips twitched and he decided to ignore this guy.
Carrying the ebony box and walking to the passenger side, Aning lowered the window and said with a cold expression, "You are really not an ordinary punctual person. You come here on the heels of the second hand."
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled, waved hello to the guy in the back row, and then said to Aning: "Sorry, it's my first time here and I'm not familiar with the road, so I wasted some time."
The man wearing sunglasses poked his head out curiously, "Who is this?"
Aning introduced: "The surname is Zhang, the nickname is Muyu, and the Taoist people call him Yu Ye. His skills are probably about the same as that one, and he is a good fighter."
Aning said and pointed to the little brother holding the knife.
Black Glasses suddenly became more curious. His surname is Zhang? He has known Mute Zhang for so many years, but he has never seen him have any relatives.
When Zhang Zhuxun got into the car, he moved his buttocks to make way for him, "Come on, come on, brother, sit here and let's chat."
The younger brother also moved towards the car door and glanced at Zhang Zhuxun. _o_m
Black Glasses' jaw dropped in shock. Darling, is this still the mute Zhang he knew? It couldn't be that someone switched the package.
It was rare that the younger brother took the initiative to give up his seat. Zhang Zhuxun was a little happy. He took back the hand holding the middle seat and turned around to carry the box to the back row.
The bearded foreigner started the car and drove onto the highway.
"Why are you here?" The younger brother tilted his head and asked.
Black Glasses closed his chin with his hand, seemingly playing a game, but in fact he quietly pricked his ears.
"Zhenzhen is here. It just so happens that Aning has paid a lot of money, so I came." Zhang Zhu asked.
The little brother frowned slightly. Zhang Zhu understood what he meant, nodded and said: "He also received the video tape, and it was sent in your name. After finding clues from it, he came immediately. Here, if we go, we should just meet Tianzhen."
Aning frowned and urged: "Drive faster, we don't have much time."
The bearded foreigner speeded up as he was told.
By the time we arrived at the entrance of Golmud Sanatorium, the sunset had already left a little edge, and the dilapidated old buildings were hidden in the dark twilight of the evening, looking particularly cold.
Zhang Shuxun and the others got out of the car. Because they had to deal with Huo Ling, who had become a forbidden woman, Zhang Shuxun took the skull knife out of the box and held it in his hand.
Aningrang drove the car not far away, stopped and turned off the engine and lights.
The surroundings fell into a dead darkness.
Black Glasses chuckled, "Brothers, let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the street lamp, used the strength to jump up, and suddenly reached the wall. He took a look inside and jumped off the wall.
The younger brother and Zhang Zhuxun also followed the same pattern.
There are weeds everywhere in the yard, the door of the small building is sealed, and the handles are locked with a chain. Black Glasses took out a small wire from his belt, three. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 12 The secret room in the cabinet
The door opened in two strokes.
The three of them entered, passed through the lobby paved with bluestone bricks, and walked up the spiral staircase on the left to the second floor.
The stairs are made of wood and have been in disrepair for a long time. The wooden boards are slanted in some places. When you step on them, they make a tooth-breaking "squeaking" sound. I really doubt that they will break in the next second.
The ground was full of dust and the footprints were in a mess. Zhang Zhuxun could barely distinguish Wu Xiaoxie's footprints from it.
The number on the key is 306. Obviously Wu Xiaoxie went to the third floor.
The three of them quickly reached the third floor through the stairs. There were rooms on both sides of the dark corridor.
Some of the rusty house numbers have fallen off, and the specific numbers on them cannot be distinguished. Update without error@
Black Glasses made a gesture, meaning to look for them separately.
Zhang Zhuxun and his little brother turned to the left, Black Glasses turned to the right, and soon found Room 306 at the end of the corridor.
Zhang Zhuoxun shook his flashlight to the other side and whispered: "This way."
Black glasses came over, looked at the door, and raised his eyebrows, "The "innocent" comrade you mentioned has already entered before us."
The younger brother ignored him and reached out to push open the half-closed door. The smell of mold and rot came out.
Zhang Zhuoxun suppressed the itch in his throat and followed in. The first thing he noticed was the bulging bed, but after a closer look, he knew that the person hiding under it was not a person.
There was a desk opposite the door of this room, with a small window open above it, and the street lights from outside shone in through the gray glass.
The furnishings of this room were somewhat familiar. Zhang Zhuxun looked around and found that this place was very similar to the place where Huo Ling combed her hair in the video, but it probably wasn't, otherwise the little brother would have reacted long ago.
Their destination was not here, and they had no intention of staying. They filed into the large cabinet with the open door next to the wall.
There was a big hole in the bottom of the wall behind the cabinet, and down was a dark staircase that could only be passed by a single person.
The temperature below is very low, and the breath you exhale is liquefied and condensed into water vapor. The air is very turbid, and there is some unknown smell mixed with decay.
The three of them were all practitioners. Their footsteps were silent and fast, and they quickly arrived at the center of the basement.
There was a huge pure black stone ancient coffin parked there, and this was their destination this time.
Black Glasses moved his shoulders, pulled out a black gold dagger from his waist, and inserted it into the gap in the coffin. He glanced with disgust at Zhang Zhuxun, who was standing beside them as if they were on an outing, doing nothing.
"I said, you two, can we have some insight and lend a hand?"
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and said, "I thought you were very capable, but I didn't expect that a mere coffin lid stopped you."
Black Glasses was speechless, "I am a human being but not a god. The lid of this broken coffin weighs at least three to four hundred kilograms. I'm afraid my precious knife will break if I try hard to pry it open."
Zhang Zhuxun put the knife aside, and he and his brother held one end of the coffin lid.
The three of them worked together to lift the cover and move it aside, revealing a gap of about half a meter. .
Chapter 12 The secret room in the cabinet
