As soon as the door of the reception room opened, a cold air blew in.
Ian tightened his clothes. The other two seemed to be used to it.
He quickly adapted to the darkness. Ian waved his flashlight and immediately locked onto the middle. A dried corpse was sitting on a chair in front of the window. Under the moonlight, it was really terrifying.
The few of them walked straight forward and were not frightened by the dried corpse.
On the contrary, Wu Xie seemed to have noticed something.
" This jacket and this bronze medal…"
Wu Xie's eyes immediately flashed with sadness. He couldn't be more familiar with this jacket.
Moreover, the bronze plate had always been with his family.
Wu Xie didn't dare to think about it anymore. He couldn't control himself and started to tremble. He didn't dare to go forward. He was afraid that this was the truth he didn't want to see.
Lord Fatty and I moved this dried corpse to the big table at the side.
Ian comforted her.
"We haven't made a decision on this matter yet. We can't determine his identity just by looking at his clothes. The degree of decay of the clothes was not deep, which did not match the degree of decay of the corpse.”
Lord Fatty quickly denied when he saw Wu Xie's expression.
"This is definitely not your third uncle. Third uncle is such a smart person. How could he be killed here? Just as Ian said, we have to find something that can prove the identity of this corpse immediately.”
Wu Xie had completely lost all his energy. At this moment, all he could think of was that this person was his third uncle. His entire person had fallen into deep sorrow.
He sat down in a daze.
"Thud."
This voice was exceptionally clear in this quiet and desolate night.
Judging from the sound, it sounded like a tape had fallen.
"Wait a minute."
Lord Fatty opened the lid of the box completely. There was something that looked like a password-protected box hidden inside.
"You hid it really well. Let's see."
There were all kinds of densely packed tape scattered inside, and the words "opera" were written on them, as if they were deliberately hiding something.
"Your third uncle also likes to listen to opera."
Ian looked at the tape carefully and found some clues.
"No, the two of you take a look at this tape. Every piece is marked. It should be arranged in order to make it easier to find. What's inside is not the drama we saw at all.”
Sure enough, when he opened the box that looked like a safe, there were dozens of discs and even hundreds of iron tape neatly placed inside.
"That's a lot. Third Uncle, what are you listening to?”
Wu Xie thought about it. The voice in his heart kept telling him that this was not his third uncle.
Ian and Mr. Fatty searched the corpse's clothes to see if there were any clues that could prove this person's identity.
Ian's calm voice rang out, mixed with this resolute determination.
"Wuxie, come and take a look. This corpse was not Third Uncle's, but someone else's.”
When Wu Xie heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Let me see."
"There's a compartment here that looks like an ID card, but it's coated with glue. Let me handle it.”
A few pairs of eyes stared at him, feeling nervous and anxious.
Finally, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Yang Daguang, Third Uncle had this name before.”
Lord Fatty teased.
Wu Xie rolled his eyes at him. He was not in the mood to joke with him.
"This person should be Third Uncle's friend. They were all members of the archaeological team back then.”
"Then you can rest assured now. This person is not Third Uncle.”
"But we currently have no way to prove that this person is the same person as this one.”
Ian's following words completely dispelled their doubts.
Ian's gaze shifted to the dried corpse on the table. A series of data analysis appeared in his mind!
He was now like a scanner, able to match the information in the database in his mind with the shape of the skeleton in front of him.
Through matching, he was 100% sure that the officer in front of him was definitely not his long-lost third uncle.
At the thought of this, Ian heaved a sigh of relief.
If he lost the clue, he would not be able to open the clue for the intermediate mission.
"That's impossible. Look at the ID, the frontal bone, the shape of the face, the outline of the face, it's exactly the same as the corpse in front of us. Trust me."
Lord Fatty was skeptical.
"What you said is really unbelievable. Could it be that you're a human body scanner?”
"Something like that. Moreover, Third Uncle was such a sly old fox. How could he be here so easily?”
The two of them continued to search.
Sure enough, he also found an old photo with three people in it.
One was Yang Daguang, the third uncle, and a very blurry figure.
Ian looked at the string of numbers written on the back of the photo. Wu Xie was very familiar with this string of numbers. This was the serial number of their archaeological team.
"He can't run. This person is definitely Yang Daguang.”
Lord Fatty chuckled again.
"Alright, alright. Take this box of tape over and study it first! There must be a lot of secrets here."
Ian said in a timely manner.
Now that everything was emitting a strange aura, it was not good to stay here for long.
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