"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, the conference room returned to brightness.
The sudden brightness in front of his eyes made Wang Bin shiver.
When he calmed down and looked up, he saw Yu Duzhou standing in front of the curtain and looking at everyone happily.
The dark mountain on the curtain was reflected vaguely on Yu Duzhou's face. Seen from a distance, the whole face flickered in and out, creating a sense of unreality.
"Old Yu, what is this..." Zhou Wensheng's mouth stiffened into a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Sacrifice."
As soon as Yu Duzhou's words came out, Wang Bin felt that the temperature in the conference room seemed to have dropped a few degrees.
"More than two hundred years ago, a treasure-exploring ship discovered an uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean." Yu Duzhou glanced at the crowd and said slowly, "They discovered a prehistoric island on this island. After more than ten days of exploration at the human ruins, they unearthed dozens of clay tablets in the ruins. On the front of these clay tablets were strange paintings drawn with simple lines. When all the paintings were connected, it looked like It was like a weird ritual of resurrecting the dead. Almost everyone realized the value of the clay tablets, but just when they wanted to transport these clay tablets out of the island and make a fortune, something weird happened. It turned out that The hot summer day with the bright sun suddenly turned to dark clouds, cold winds, lightning and thunder in the sky, and soon there was a blanket of heavy snow. The captain at that time realized that the situation was not good, and hurriedly ordered his men to remove the mud. The clay tablets were returned, but his deputy refused to agree, saying that there was a strange phenomenon in the sky, which just showed that the value of these clay tablets was inestimable. If they were not shipped out, the loss might be wealth that would never be earned again in a lifetime. "
Yu Duzhou took a sip of water, paused and continued: "While fighting for the clay tablet, the captain was knocked down by the mate, and he hit his head on a rock on the seaside. He suddenly bled profusely and the captain died. The mate won Victory, under his pressure, part of the crew braved the wind and snow to transport the mud slabs onto the ship."
"Did something happen?" Zhou Wensheng struck a match and lit a cigarette and asked.
Yu Duzhou nodded and said: "The ship was frozen on the sea, making it difficult to move. The food on the ship was quickly eaten. In order to survive, the living began to eat the dead, and the ship instantly turned into a hell."
"Since there is ice on the sea, why don't they abandon the ship and escape?" Wang Bin asked, crossing his arms.
"Because those who jumped off the boat were frozen on the sea and turned into ice sculptures." Yu Duzhou lowered his eyelids and said calmly.
"What happened next?" Zhou Wensheng put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray and asked with a frown.
"Later, people on the ship died one by one, and the logbook ended here." Yu Duzhou paused and continued, "Later, more than eighty years ago, someone discovered this sunken ship. Regarding this shipwreck, The story of the boat and the clay tablet was revealed to the world again. The reappearance of the clay tablet caused an uproar in the academic world. After a re-engraving, the paintings on the clay tablet were permanently sealed. It is said that that re-engraving was A true re-enactment, but no one knows what the result will be."
Zhou Wensheng had a vague feeling that the video he just saw came from the painting on the clay tablet.
He glanced at the full moon fixed on the top of the dark mountain on the curtain, and then looked at Yu Duzhou.
"Yes, the video you just saw is the only recorded data that I was lucky enough to have access to when I was young." Yu Duzhou met Zhou Wensheng's gaze and confirmed his suspicion.
"Then you said this is a sacrifice, and who is the object of the sacrifice?" Zhou Wensheng took out another cigarette, but after hesitating for a moment, he stuffed it back.
"The object of the sacrifice is a secret." Yu Duzhou smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No one dared to say it before, but now no one knows."
"Did the man on the wooden board really survive after the sacrifice?" Wang Bin wiped the cold sweat from his palms on the back of his hands, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
"Everyone in the video is an actor, but they are the most honest people." Yu Duzhou looked at Wang Bin with a serious face.
"Are you saying that what was shown in the video was what was painted on the clay tablet?" Zhou Wensheng keenly captured the meaning hidden in Yu Duzhou's words.
Sure enough, Yu Duzhou looked at Zhou Wensheng approvingly and nodded.
"Then you just said that the content on the clay tablet has been reproduced in a real sense. What do you mean?" Zhou Wensheng had a bold conjecture in his heart, but he felt that this conjecture was too outrageous, so he wanted to study it in Yu Yu Ferry went there to find an answer.
"Literal meaning." Yu Duzhou looked at Zhou Wensheng with deep meaning and said every word.
"You mean, they recreated a sacrifice and resurrection according to the records on the clay tablet?!" Zhou Wensheng looked at Yu Duzhou in disbelief, and said the idea that he had thought of but could not believe.
As soon as these words came out, the conference room was in an uproar.
No one believes that in today's industrialized modern society, such an incredible thing would happen.
"It can't be said." Yu Duzhou looked at Zhou Wensheng and said meaningfully.
As soon as these three words came out, anyone with no brains could hear them. Yu Duzhou, a master of folklore, confirmed Zhou Wensheng's absurd conjecture.
At the same time, it was also revealed that there were some secrets that even he, an authoritative figure, could not tell.
"Okay." Seeing that Zhou Wensheng wanted to continue asking questions, Yu Duzhou raised his hand, "I can only help you so much about this matter." After saying that, he looked at Dong Jianli and said, " Director, my mission is accomplished. I hope you can find the final answer."
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yu." Dong Jianli stood up and said respectfully, "I will send someone to take you to the hotel to rest."
Yu Duzhou smiled and nodded in agreement, then took out the CD from the computer and handed it to Zhou Wensheng. He glanced at the moon outside the window and said with a slightly solemn expression: "Hurry up. I don't have much time left for you. "After that, he patted Zhou Wensheng on the shoulder and walked out of the conference room.
Zhou Wensheng was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he had long since lost sight of Yu Duzhou's back.
After carefully recalling the scene just now, Zhou Wensheng looked out the window suspiciously.
At this time, Zhou Wensheng vaguely felt that the bright moon outside the window seemed to be secretly looking at him.
"Okay. Our case analysis meeting has officially begun." Just as Zhou Wensheng was about to observe more carefully, Dong Jianli's rich voice came to his ears.
"Today your team leader Zhou told me that there is a case that will be merged with the 2●14 Zheng Yu suicide case. Now I also want to tell you that there is another case that happened more than ten years ago that will also be merged together." With that said, Dong Jianli raised the document bag at hand.
The thin cotton rope is opened in circles.
A photo slipped.
A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old was naked from the waist up and had a dazzling scar on his chest.
A crimson inverted pentagram.
