Second Uncle's Investigation
While the few of them were digging a hole, on the other side.
Wu Xie's second uncle, Wu Erbai, had already gathered all sorts of information about the three of them.
Furthermore, the clues he knew about Wu Xie were even more advanced.
In the morning, he dealt with the conflict between the Huo family and Boss Xue very efficiently and sent Wu Xie away.
He sent a message to Golden Bay Candy, asking him to be a spy in Wu Xie's team and report Wu Xie's movements to him at all times.
At this time, Erjing was carrying a bag and using a flashlight to scout the way for him.
When they reached the room where Yang Daguang's body was found, Er Jing shone his flashlight on the door.
"Second Master, this is the place…" Erjing opened the door and continued to scout ahead.
"Second Master, the last time Third Master left in a hurry, he was investigating this matter. Moreover, the corpse of the Wang family's kid was found here.”Er Jing said as he stood beside Wu Erbai.
Wu Erbai's hands were in his pockets as he scanned the room. It was old, dusty, and messy.
The magazines and duty records of the previous weather stations were hung on the wall.
In the next second, he noticed something different. There was something wrong with this wall!
"Yes!" Wu Erbai took the flashlight from Erjing and shone it on the wall.
The color of this wall was different from the other walls. There were faint green lines. This was the paint used to paint the wall in the past.
Compared to the other colors on the wall, this color was so bright that it was eye-catching!
Looking at the wall, countless thoughts flashed through Wu Erbai's mind."Wu Xie, this kid hasn't learned anything at all. That text message led him here, not to see the corpse!”
"There's a secret chamber here, but he just didn't discover it!”
"The way he handled it wasn't right either. He still hid this kind of thing. Did he think that I wouldn't know if he didn't confess?”
"The moment that kid from the Wang Clan discovered the corpse, he immediately ran to my place to exchange for resources. This is what a smart person should do.”
Bang bang bang!
Wu Erbai knocked on the wall with his hand. The sound was different from the deep sound of the thick wall. The sound was very clear. One could tell that the wall was very thin and was made of wood.
After knocking, Wu Erbai stood there expressionlessly.""Break this wall!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Er Jing took out a claw hammer from his bag and smashed it on the door. The door was very thin, and it was smashed into pieces in a few moments. The two of them walked into the secret room.
He scanned the interior and noticed the black wood on the walls. The wood was pieced together and embedded in the walls like a picture frame.
Wu Erbai took off his glasses and carefully examined the black wood. He used his hands to feel its material.
"Come and see what this wooden frame is used for.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Er Jing walked forward. His head was almost close to the joint. A mixed smell of medicine and charcoal entered his nose. There were traces of various colors in his eyes.
He placed his hand on the wood and slowly moved it down. The black wood was extremely dry, accompanied by a feeling of colloid. There were also traces of various tools on it.
These marks told him that the other party had used a knife, tweezers, saw, and other tools. Some of the grain-like things had even stained his hands.
All the evidence was telling him that this was the restoration of the old murals that had been cut out!
"This kind of frame is used to place old murals. After the entire mural is cut off, it will be stuck in the frame.”Erjing turned around and introduced Wu Erbai, then told him what he had learned."Looks like someone was repairing the old murals!”
Looking at Wu Erbai who was still silent beside him, Er Jing knew what he was thinking. He emphasized,"This is an old method. Craftsmen don't use the method taught in school! There was a lot of excess ingredients on it.”
"Yes." He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, he asked,"In the past, how many people who restored murals used ancient methods?”
"As far as I know, Grandpa Wu was very good at restoring murals back then, but..."
Erjing's answer made Wu Erbai a little dissatisfied. He quickly waved his hand to stop him and said,"No, no, he's about the same age as Wu San. No matter what, he should be in his forties or fifties now!”
Wu Erbai paused for a moment, turned his head, and asked,""Is there such a person?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Erjing realized that Wu Erbai was asking about the people in the underworld and the underworld who were similar in age to Wu San and were good at restoring old murals.
Er Jing pondered for a moment and realized that what he had learned was not enough. It had already exceeded his brain capacity. He remembered the young people in the underworld, but he had no clue about the age of Wu San.
"That kid from the Wang family carried Yang Daguang's corpse over.”Er Jing took a deep breath and frowned.""Could it be his craftsmanship?"
"I've seen his hands. He's a rough man, so someone else is repairing the murals here.”Wu Erbai saw that Lian Er didn't know about the existence of such a person. It seemed that he had hidden himself too deeply. He thought for a moment and made arrangements for the two capitals."We have to investigate this."
...
At night, on the mountain where Yang Daguang's ancestral hall was located.
Fatty Wang looked at the hole he had dug. There was a board at the bottom. Fatty Wang pulled the board away, revealing a hole with a diameter of 50 to 60 centimeters.
A rotten smell came from the cave entrance, and Fatty Wang hurriedly reduced his breathing rate.
After confirming that it was not a flammable gas, he struck a match. The flame kept jumping at the entrance of the cave until the match burned out.
Safe, sufficient oxygen!
He stuck his head out of the hole and looked down. Under the flashlight, he saw bricks protruding from the wall, just enough for people to step on.
Such a convenient method. Fatty Wang looked at the turn of his head that was like a step and his face lit up."I'm rich, I'm really rich this time!”
"Naive, come down quickly!" Fatty Wang shouted up,"Get Xuan 'er to keep watch above. After he notices the situation, quickly inform us!"”
As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Wang immediately touched the brick and went down. Wu Xie immediately made arrangements and then pulled the rope of the Thief Cave down.
Wang Xuan perked up his ears to listen to the movements around him as he watched the two of them enter the hole. Then, he sat down on the ground.
Tomb robbers were essential. On one hand, they could pay attention to the surrounding situation. Once a new situation occurred, they would immediately alert the tomb guards that something had changed.
On the other hand, it was to receive the treasures taken from below, or when the people below needed to be in danger, it was to ensure that they could quickly pull them out!
If the arrangements were not done properly, the people outside would covet the treasure and take it. Then, when their companions were halfway up, they would throw the rope and block the hole. The people inside the hole would definitely die!
Therefore, the sentries were absolutely trustworthy!
"Phew!" Wang Xuan sat on top and pondered for a moment. He looked at the dark hole and said,"Let's find some branches to hide the burrow!”
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