Live treasure appraisal: Netizens asked me how to open the bronze door

Chapter 68 Undercurrent
Lin Yue added: "Although the main responsibility is not on us."

"But according to the investigation clues from the Criminal Police Team!"

"The two tomb robbers who came later first went from Qingcheng to Shacheng. After arriving in Shacheng at four in the morning, they took a car and headed towards Bei County!"

"Bei County is mountainous and is a subordinate county of Qingcheng!"

"Bei County is a well-known poor county with many mountains, underdeveloped transportation, insufficient police coverage, and mostly mountain villages!"

"If the destination of these two tomb robbers is Bei County, then once the monster in the tomb runs out."

At this point, her eyes suddenly became sharp: "I'll call Director Chen!"

"Contact Director Yang!"

"If we can find the true location of the Warring States Tomb before dawn, then everything should still be in time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Youcai put down the phone and said, "I can't get through to Director Yang."

"Wrong, wrong, Captain Yang Jian!"

“It’s all in the wrong place!”

"The Warring States Tomb is not in Longyun County. Your people should withdraw quickly!"

"What a major mistake! What a major mistake!"

Veins bulged on Yang Yuming's neck and his palms were sweaty!

It took Yang Jian a long time to react on the other end of the phone: "What?"

"Thousands of people have come in, and half of the county has been sealed off. You say you made a mistake?"

Yang Yuming's throat rolled: "Wait a moment, the dean called!"

He hung up the phone and answered the cell phone!
"Dean Liang!"

There was silence on the other side.

After a long while, a voice with suppressed anger came: "Director Yang, it's almost one in the morning."

"Within ten minutes, I received calls from seven or eight departments!"

“They’re all asking me what the museum is doing!”

"I can't answer that!"

"Can you tell me about it?"

Yang Yuming shuddered: "Dean, this is my fault, I will take responsibility!"

Dean Liang: "Okay, you are responsible!"

Yang Yuming stared at the phone blankly: "Hang up."

He blinked, took out a cigarette, took a few puffs, and threw it hard on the ground. Then he took out a khaki file from the bottom of the drawer. It was clearly written on it: Report materials!
His eyes flickered: "This is using me as a scapegoat again."

"Even rabbits bite when they are angry!"

"He's just an acting dean. The worst that can happen is that both sides will be destroyed!"

Yuntai Mansion.

Dean Liang, wearing pajamas and with his fat belly bulging, sat on a French top-grain calfskin sofa, smoking a cigarette and watching TV.

The call box on the mobile phone on the coffee table contained the voice message he had just sent, and the other party’s name was Secretary Liu.

It's still a bit cold at night in October.

In particular, the balcony overlooking the river serves as a vent for cold air to enter the room.

The woman wearing pink kitty slippers draped a cashmere coat over Dean Liang's shoulders.

“It’s cold and windy.”

"Dean, don't get cold."

Dean Liang exhaled a puff of smoke and patted the woman's hand: "How can your health be more important than your work?"

The woman stood up: "I'll make you a cup of hot tea to warm you up."

"Ding!"

A voice message came in.

"President, the two presidents of Yanbei Archaeological College, and Professor Qian of the National Archaeological Association agree with your proposal to establish a rescue excavation of the Warring States tomb!"

“And agreed that this project would be led by the museum!”

"I have already arranged for you the specific matters such as the project personnel composition and the coordination among various departments."

Dean Liang sent a message after listening to him: "Well done, I will let you be responsible for the details when the project comes down!"

Secretary Liu: "Thank you, President Liang."

"But hasn't Director Yang been working on the Warring States Tomb?"

"Isn't it inappropriate for me to rush in?"

"In terms of qualifications, I am not as good as Director Yang."

"Will Director Yang agree to this?"

Dean Liang: "Whether he agrees or not is irrelevant. I'm already showing leniency by not pursuing his responsibility!"

"The location of the Warring States tomb has not yet been determined,"

"Okay, that's it for now!"

"Come to my office tomorrow to discuss in detail!"

He glanced at the busy woman in the kitchen: "Xiao Liu, put more wolfberries in!"

“I like that!”

"Zhou Tian." "Dad, why did you think of writing calligraphy when you were awake so late at night?"

Qian Wei yawned: "Besides, Sunday was yesterday, today is Monday, and I still have to go to work tomorrow."

"Stop fussing."

But Professor Qian just glanced at him, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and continued writing.

"son?"

"Emperor Zhou?"

Qian Wei was stunned, then looked at Professor Qian and continued writing.

"Zhou Emperor, Tomb of the Warring States Period"

He was shocked: "Dad, you're watching the live broadcast too?"

Professor Qian looked at his son in surprise: "What live broadcast?"

Qian Wei was a little confused. He turned on the TV and found Zhang Xuan's live broadcast room: "My boss has been asking me to pay attention to this matter during the meetings at work these two days."

"It's strange that a treasure appraiser can actually be connected with a tomb robber!"

"And it can also help tomb robbers clear ancient tombs!"

Professor Qian showed shock on his face, as if he had not known the news before.

Qian Wei also looked at him puzzledly: "You didn't watch the live broadcast, how do you know about the Zhou emperor and the Warring States tomb here?"

“Have you watched the news?”

Professor Qian shook his head: "The people from the museum told me that they want to set up a joint archaeological team to excavate the tombs of the Zhou emperor and the Warring States period. They hope that our Archaeological Association can support it!"

"I was just wondering how a Zhou emperor and a Warring States tomb suddenly appeared."

“I didn’t expect the source to be here!”

He blinked and looked at his son in confusion: "Aren't you from the Security Bureau?"

"Why did your leader ask you to pay attention to the ancient tomb?"

"Aren't tomb robbers the responsibility of the police?"

"It's not your Security Bureau's job."

Qian Wei shook his head: "It's all in the news anyway, and you're my father, so I won't hide it from you."

"There are monsters in this Warring States tomb and the Zhou emperor's tomb!"

Professor Shen was stunned: "Is there a monster?"

He put down his pen and walked towards the sofa: "You look like a monster to me!"

"The Security Bureau is there to protect national security. Stop acting like the Paranormal Investigation Bureau all the time!"

"Be like your father, believe in science and respect science!"

Qian Wei was speechless: "I can't explain it to you clearly!"

"Aren't you going to the Warring States Tomb? If your project is successful and you can find the location of the Warring States Tomb!"

"Then our Security Bureau will probably have to participate too, and then we'll be colleagues!"

"Hehe, I hope Professor Shen will cooperate with me when the time comes!"

Professor Shen rolled his eyes at him, but then he was stunned: "Has the location of the Warring States Tomb not been found yet?"

Qian Wei picked up the apple on the coffee table and took a bite of it: "Hmm!"

"So you don't know yet."

Professor Shen's face darkened a little: "How come Secretary Liu is as unreliable as their dean!"

"Tell me everything about your life!"

“Annoying.”

He looked at the empty live broadcast room on TV: "Why don't I see any tomb robbers?"

"Where are the tomb robbers?"

Qian Wei crossed his legs and said, "He ran away!"

Professor Shen: “Ah?”

“Where’s the anchor?”

"Doesn't he know the location of the Warring States Tomb?"

Qian Wei shook his head: "Netizens said he went to the toilet."

"I guess he doesn't know either, otherwise he wouldn't have asked those tomb robbers."

"Crash!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of flushing was heard from the TV.

"what!"

"Out!"

Qian Wei pointed at the TV.

Professor Qian also looked over curiously.

Zhang Xuan was seen walking in front of the camera, but as soon as he sat down, he suddenly ran towards the bathroom like a catapult!

Professor Qian: "What's wrong with this guy?"

“Do you have diarrhea?”

(End of this chapter)