Lu Yao stayed in the hospital for one night and was discharged. All the injuries on his body were healed. What were he doing in the hospital, waiting for the doctor to ask how his injuries healed?
The next plot should be about Yuncai being harmed by his slumped shoulders, but this time Fatty did not have any emotional entanglement with Yuncai, and he was even carried to Changsha by him, so nothing should happen to him, right?
After all, although this village is very weird, Yuncai is a good girl.
Fatty and Wuxie flew to find Baldy Chu early the next morning, but unfortunately, Baldy Chu was no longer in the previous prison. The prison guard said that Baldy Chu was involved in a major case and was taken away by the authorities.
Unable to find Baldy Chu, Wu Xie resorted to clumsy methods to search for files. According to Panma, the expedition team arrived in Banai around 1976, which was still the era of planned economy. There must be records for sending such an expedition team. .
However, personnel files in cities are generally kept confidential. Old files like this cannot be seen without the red-headed document on them.
The fat man said that Chen Wenjin and the others were still very young at that time. They should be students or intern teachers. They should find an archaeological institute affiliated with the university. Sure enough, once you find the right conditions, it will be easy to find them.
There is an old research institute established in 1956. It is said that it was established by a leader from above at that time. It was supposed to be located in Beijing, but the old leader placed the research institute in Changsha.
The institute cooperated with CSGXY a few years ago, and merged with this university in the early 1990s. The university expanded a few years ago and moved long ago, leaving only an old campus that is about to be demolished.
The fat man handed two Chinese cigarettes and a bottle of Maotai to the person in front of him. This was the person Wu Xie had contacted through a relationship. He was the gatekeeper of that campus. After all, it was a college campus. Although it was on the verge of demolition, the door here Still watch it more strictly.
So Wuxie went through several detours through Wu Sanxing's old relationship before he contacted the person in front of Fatty. The name was quite interesting, Du Juanshan.
Two pieces of Hua Zi and a bottle of Maotai were sent over. The man was silent and could not finish his words.
"Although the current office has been moved, the files are still in our school. The files from the institute are also here. If you want to go in, I can take you in, but these old files are not good Cha, don’t have high hopes.”
The fat man smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, you don't need to do anything, you just need to bring us in, please forgive me."
Du Juanshan led them inside with a smile, "I can't help you. There are too many files there. The old files you are looking for are all here. The research institute you mentioned is not here. When we were in Bian'er, these old files were no longer used, and there was actually no pattern in their arrangement, making them very difficult to find."
"You mean these files are no longer needed?"
"You look young, right? I took away the commonly used files when I moved schools a few years ago. The rest of these are going to be destroyed."
"What are you doing with these old files?"
The fat man made a fool of himself, and Dujuan Shan just asked casually without expecting to get any answer.
Of course it was on the basement floor of the auditorium. This auditorium looked like a former hospital. The stairs going down were low and narrow and there were no lights, so it was pitch black.
The fat man was now on the stairs, his mouth opening and closing. He wanted to speak, but he was afraid of scaring himself. After all, they might have to stay down there all night. He still had some idea of the combined power of himself and Wu Xie. .
Maybe this place is indeed what Fatty thought, that is, it is a public place, and there is a bit of an eerie feeling in the air.
There are no lights on the first floor of the basement. It may have been too long and the wiring has been damaged. Below are rows of wooden shelves, with file bags wrapped in kraft paper on top. Some are thick, some are thin, some are complete and damaged, and some are placed horizontally and vertically. , looks like a messy batch.
"Ahem! Good guy, no one has come to this place for many years." The fat man grabbed Du Juanshan, "Brother, you are in trouble."
Dujuan Shan didn't want to leave, mainly because he was afraid that these two people would cause some trouble down there and harm him, so he kept helping him.
Unfortunately, they searched the entire underground floor and couldn't find any materials they were looking for.
The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Good guy, I finally understand why there is a special library management major. This guy has such a big archives. This is not something that someone who specializes in studying can't control."
Dujuan Shan was fanning next to him. The temperature in Changsha in August was very high. Although it would be cooler at night, it was not a few degrees cooler. Dujuan Shan and Fatty were both afraid of heat. It didn't seem innocent, but he felt that this was minus one. The temperature of the building is just right.
The fat man asked reluctantly: "Brother, are there any files elsewhere?"
Dujuan Shan shook his head, "If it's not here, then it really isn't. Unless it's in the confidential archives, otherwise it might have been destroyed."
"Don't be disappointed, this happens all the time."
Wu Xie and Fatty feebly put the files back in place. Although they expected that things would not be that easy, Fatty felt a little regretful about his two cigarettes and a bottle of wine.
As he was walking out, the fat man suddenly saw another staircase going down in the stairwell in front of him. It seemed that there was another staircase below the Lou Archives. There was an iron door with a rusty iron chain locked on it. There is a seal from an unknown age.
"Brother, what kind of place is this down there?"
Du Juanshan stood at the top of the stairs and glanced down, "There are archives there from 50 years ago. During the Cultural Revolution, they were locked for fear of rebels entering and destroying them. No one has opened them for decades. What are you looking for? The files shouldn’t be here, right?”
The fat man pulled Wuxie and refused to let him go, "50 years is just 50 years. As the old saying goes, you've been here for a while, so go in and have a look."
After saying that, he was the first to lift his feet and walk down. With his good eyesight, he could clearly see that although the rusty iron chain was still hanging on it, it had been cut off and was just hanging on it for show.
Walking downstairs, the fat man picked up the chain and looked at it. The broken ends of the iron chain have already developed a layer of rust, and the iron chain is also covered with spider webs. It doesn't seem to have happened recently.
Standing at the door, an old smell came into Fatty's nose, "Hey, this smell!"
There is a seal on the door. The font looks very familiar. Judging from the color of the paper, it must have been there for many years.
July 6, 1990. Seal of the Institute of Archeology of ×××× University.
"Isn't this the right time, fat man?"
The fat man stared at the seal on the door, something wasn't right in his eyes.
"No shit, didn't you find that this font looks familiar?"
