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Chapter 182 There are many mechanisms
Professor Mo hesitated, then said, "But the tomb needs protection, especially these remaining artifacts."

"Professor, you and Mr. Lou stay here to protect the scene."

Xu Ying decisively said, "The three of us will go after the tomb raiders."

She pointed to the fruit bats hanging upside down overhead: "My friends will lead the way."

Fruit bats have a sense of smell dozens of times stronger than humans. If someone is injured and there is a bloody smell, fruit bats can find it immediately.

Leave it to us!
The fruit bats flapped their wings excitedly; this was their chance to impress their "bread and butter"!

"go!"

With a wave of his hand, Xu Ying sent more than a dozen fruit bats into the air, nimbly weaving through the narrow tomb passage.

She followed closely behind, the powerful flashlight in her hand casting flickering shadows on the damp wall.

After walking about a hundred paces...

The fruit bats suddenly became agitated, making rapid squeaking noises.

Xu Ying listened intently for a moment: "They said they smelled gunpowder."

This means that the three people, in their panic, might try to forcefully blast open a path to escape the tomb.

Chen Su and Qi Xiao quickened their pace at the same time.

Turning the corner, the sight before them made them gasp in shock—

Three dark figures were busy near the east wall of the side tomb chamber, one of whom had a blood-stained bandage wrapped around his arm.

Explosives and detonators were scattered on the ground.

The three tomb raiders became nervous upon discovering Xu Ying and his two companions.

One of them had a large tear in his left trouser leg, and even though it was bandaged, it was still bleeding quite a bit, probably from a cut caused by a sharp object.

Standing beside him was a middle-aged man wearing a black dust mask, who was now looking at Xu Ying and the other two with a sinister gaze.

Xu Ying felt that this man looked familiar; he was the same man who had gone down into the tomb with the skinny guy in the baseball cap that morning.

At this moment, he is the calmest of the three tomb raiders.

He gripped a lighter in one hand and the fuse of the gunpowder in the other, coldly threatening, "Don't come any closer. If you take another step, we'll blow this place up. We might as well all die together."

“You will get nothing, and this Han tomb will be destroyed.”

Xu Ying gently patted her pocket, and the whip-tailed scorpion that had been seeking revenge slipped out of her pocket to inform its companions that they had found the guy who had burned them!
Chen Su slowly raised the gun in his hand, the dark muzzle pointing directly at the black mask, his voice cold and stern: "Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely. Surrender now, and we can still try to get you a lighter sentence."

The man in the black mask let out a cold sneer, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

“The organizers and planners of the looting of ancient tombs have repeatedly looted and stolen precious cultural relics, causing serious damage to them. These are all aggravating circumstances, and the minimum penalty is ten years.”

Chen Su continued, his voice echoing in the dimly lit tomb, "What's more, you've robbed more than just this one tomb, and you've also been involved in transnational cultural relic trafficking. Life imprisonment would be too lenient."

The man in the black mask curled his lips into a sinister smile: "Then what's there to talk about?" He suddenly raised the detonator in his hand. "How about we see if your bullet is faster, or my explosives?"

"You don't have any fire extinguishing equipment right now, if I set this on fire—"

His finger hovered above the button. "Let's all go to hell together!"

The air inside the tomb instantly froze, and the tense atmosphere was about to explode.

The man in the black mask spoke in a cold voice, completely unaware that several whip-tailed scorpions had quietly crawled out from the cracks in the rock wall. Their slender tails swayed silently in the shadows, poised to strike.

Xu Ying's eyes flickered slightly, and she deliberately softened her tone to draw his attention to herself: "Then what do you want us to do?" "I want..." The man in the black mask had just opened his mouth when the whip-tailed scorpion on the rock wall suddenly attacked!
Several streams of venom shot out like arrows, precisely wetting the fuse in his hand, while the splattering venom splashed onto his and his accomplice's faces and bodies.

"Ah—!" The three of them screamed in agony. Their exposed skin swelled and festered at a visible speed, and the burning pain made them stagger backward.

The man in the black mask didn't actually want to die; he just wanted to use the detonator to negotiate with the police.

The pain from the venom burning his hands made him release the detonator.

The detonator fell to the ground and was pushed aside by the scorpion.

They don't want to become roasted, burnt scorpions!

"stop!"

Xu Ying gave a low shout, and the whip-tailed scorpion immediately withdrew its momentum and hibernated back into the rock crevice.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Su and Qi Xiao had already made their move!

Qi Xiao moved like a tiger unleashed from its cage, punching the nearest person in the chest with fierce and domineering force, sending the opponent flying backward and crashing heavily into the rock wall!
Chen Su then flashed to the other person's side like a ghost, and swiftly chopped the other person's neck with a sharp hand chop. The person collapsed to the ground without even uttering a sound.

In the blink of an eye, all three had been subdued!
The three men's bulging backpacks and heavy pendants around their waists clearly indicated that they had already looted a considerable number of cultural relics, but hadn't had time to transport them out yet.

Xu Ying poked one of the men on the shoulder with the telescopic pole: "Where are you hiding the stolen goods?" The three men kept their mouths shut, their eyes darting around, looking like they had nothing to lose.

"Not going to talk?"

Xu Ying chuckled and patted the side of her backpack. Several jet-black spiders and blood-red centipedes immediately scattered and disappeared into the shadows of the tomb chamber with a rustling sound.

These little guys were like well-trained scouts, disappearing into every crevice in the rock in the blink of an eye.

Fifteen minutes later, a large tarantula returned first, its hairy legs tapping lightly on Xu Ying's palm.

Spiders rely on stealth to hunt, and sound can easily reveal their location, so they rely more on vibrations and chemical signals to communicate.

Xu Ying's advanced animal language skills played a crucial role when dealing with these silent little animals.

After listening to the information reported by the tarantula, Xu Ying's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Come with me."

In front of the western rock face, she precisely pressed down on what appeared to be an ordinary stone.

With a muffled thud as the mechanism was activated, a hidden door slowly opened.

Qi Xiao raised a powerful flashlight, the beam piercing through the pervasive dust to reveal an exquisite Han Dynasty mechanical lock.

"This is a typical Jingjue national mechanical lock."

Qi Xiao shone his flashlight on the patterns on the mechanism. "It requires turning the compass to a specific position to activate. These tomb raiders must have reset the password."

Upon hearing this, the three men turned ashen-faced, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.

They never expected that these seemingly ordinary young people would have such a deep understanding of mechanisms from two thousand years ago.

The man in the black mask was still negotiating: "If I tell you the password now, can you try to get me a reduced sentence?"

"It's too late, it's no longer needed."

Xu Ying had already squatted down.

A tiny jumping spider was perched on her fingertip, its long, slender legs tracing complex paths.

Her fingers flew across the page, the compass clicking crisply with each movement. As the final mechanism clicked into place, the stone door to the secret chamber swung open with a deafening roar—