I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

When that beam of cold white light fell on Lin Ye's face, he was still stuck in the water.

His chest was pressed against the cold, damp stone surface.

My back was painfully scratched by the broken bricks.

After the voice outside said "There are people inside," the people on both sides of the sluice gate froze for a moment.

Xiaoman is the first to move.

She grabbed Lin Ye's wrist with her left hand and pulled him outwards.

Su Tinglan also reached out and grabbed his other sleeve.

Lin Ye gritted his teeth and refused to utter a sound.

The broken bricks at the edge of the sluice gate scraped against his ribs, causing him to feel a sharp pain that made his vision go black.

Xiaoman whispered, "Don't stop."

Lin Ye nodded and continued moving outwards.

Another muffled thud came from the blocking wall behind them.

thump.

It looks like people outside are testing the thickness of the wall.

The cold light flickered in the crack for a moment, then retreated.

Someone outside the wall shouted, "Those inside, stop moving!"

"Put down your belongings."

Lin Ye's body was already half pulled out of the water outlet.

With Xiaoman and Su Tinglan exerting their strength at the same time, he finally slid out of the terribly narrow drain and fell into a patch of wet mud on the outside.

He had just caught his breath when Xiaoman pressed down on his shoulder.

"Lower your head."

Lin Ye immediately lowered his head.

The area outside the water outlet is not an open space.

It is a drainage ditch on the back slope covered with weeds.

The ditch was not deep, only about half a person's height, and the bottom was full of wet mud and gravel.

Withered grass and shrubs grew on both sides, and the grass blades were covered with cold water, which felt like ice when they touched your face.

A flashlight beam swept back and forth across the slope.

One bunch after another.

In the distance, there were sounds of car doors and radios, all hushed to the low.

Lin Ye's chest heaved slightly, but he quickly suppressed his breathing.

Xing Shanhe hasn't come out yet at Shuikou.

He first pushed the last tomb raider over.

The man slid out of the ditch and immediately lay down close to the bottom.

Immediately afterwards, Xing Shanhe shoved several metal back frames in from the other end.

It was removed from the outer layer of box number two.

He wedged the back frame inside the sluice gate and stuffed it with broken bricks, rags, and wet mud.

The action is fast.

It's also very stable.

The sounds from outside the wall are still there.

"Don't force it open."

"Notify the team leader."

"Seal off the back slope."

Xing Shanhe was the last to emerge from the water outlet.

After he came out, he didn't get up immediately. Instead, he stuffed a clump of wet mud into the drain to cover the widened edge.

It's impossible to completely cover it up.

But at least it can buy us some time.

He lowered his voice: "Let's go."

Nobody asked where we were going.

Asking even one more question now would be a waste of your life.

Container number three is already at the bottom of the ditch.

The outer waterproof tarpaulin was covered in mud, and the edges were slightly torn by the sprue, but the buckles were still intact.

Master Lai squatted down beside him, one hand pressing on the box.

His gaze was even more somber than before.

Lin Ye glanced at it, then immediately looked away.

As soon as the third container reached the vicinity of the ground, the sounds of the dead from the Qingshan Cemetery around him became even more chaotic.

It's like looking through a thin layer of soil.

The people up there can't hear you.

But he heard it clearly.

Old Li's voice grew urgent: "There's movement on the back slope too."

Boss Wei muttered under his breath, "This isn't a construction vehicle; their footsteps are too synchronized."

Grandma Zhao said, "There's a light in the grass."

They were not reporting to Lin Ye.

I was only woken up by the sounds of cars, footsteps, and lights above.

But these words were enough for Lin Ye to hear.

The seven points are not just the entrances that are blocked.

They are closing in.

Xiaoman leaned close to him, her voice low: "How is it?"

Lin Ye watched the light flickering above the weeds.

"They're not just guarding one point."

Xiaoman didn't ask a second question.

She simply placed her left hand on the edge of the small black bag and stepped half a step forward to block Lin Ye.

Xing Shanhe glanced down into the drainage ditch.

There are two directions at the bottom of the ditch.

The path to the left leads to a patch of low shrubs.

The right side hugs the mountainside and winds around it; the grass is denser, but the mud is softer.

Box number three is too heavy.

Dragging it over will definitely leave a trace.

The skinny captain lay prone in the mud, his face covered in water and dirt.

He asked in a low voice, "Brother Shan, drag marks can't be hidden."

Xing Shanhe looked at the three boxes.

A few seconds later, he made a decision.

"Number One, take the left ditch."

"Dismantle the scaffolding and cover it with mud."

"Number three, follow me to the right."

The thin captain was taken aback.

"Don't you want Number One anymore?"

Xing Shanhe looked at him.

"You'll carry it?"

The skinny captain shut up.

Box number one contains a stone platform and ritual vessels.

Box number two contained broken bones, wood ash, pottery shards, and fragments of jade.

These things are valuable and important.

But now no one can carry three boxes across the back slope.

Master Lai did not object.

He only looked at box number three from beginning to end.

That's enough to explain the problem.

Xing Shanhe had two people drag box number one to the left ditch.

Halfway through, deliberately trample the grass to create obvious marks.

The carrying frame of box number two was removed. Not all the contents were thrown away; only the outer layer was hidden in the mud by the ditch, and then dry grass was scattered on top.

They all moved very quickly.

No one said much.

Footsteps echoed down the slope.

Someone whispered from above, "There are drag marks in the drain."

Another voice replied, "Two lines."

"The indentation on the left groove is heavy."

"It's also in the right ditch."

"mark."

Lin Ye's heart sank when he heard these words.

They hid quickly.

The other party discovered it quickly.

This is not an ordinary thief-catching operation.

The people in the Seventh Division know how to observe the scene.

And they clearly knew they were looking for the box.

Xing Shanhe also heard it.

He didn't stop, he just waved his hand once.

"Number three, let's go."

Two tomb raiders were pulling a suitcase, and Master Lai walked close to it.

Xing Shanhe led the way.

Just as Lin Ye was about to follow, Master Lai suddenly turned around and looked at him.

"Linye."

Lin Ye stopped.

Xiaoman also stopped.

Master Lai said in a low voice, "You go with Number Three."

Xiaoman immediately stepped in front of Linye to block his path.

"He won't go."

Master Lai looked at her right hand, which was hanging down.

"You can't stop me now."

Xiaoman did not recede.

Her face was expressionless, and her left hand was gripping the edge of her bag.

Lin Ye looked at Master Lai.

"Isn't bringing a suitcase enough?"

Master Lai didn't say anything, but just glared at him fiercely.

Lin Ye didn't say anything more.

Master Lai did not act on a whim.

He had been confirming the value of the forest ever since he started from under the grave.

Now that we've got box number three, we can't let Lin Ye, who listens to directions and rules, go easily.

Su Tinglan then spoke up.

"He can't stick close to number three."

Master Lai turned to look at her.

"reason."

Su Tinglan glanced at Lin Ye, then looked at box number three.

"He reacted the most when the box moved. You saw it in the culvert just now."

Her voice was very steady.

"Placing him next to number three is equivalent to adding another abnormal reaction point."

Master Lai stared at her.

Su Tinglan did not dodge.

"Securing the box is the most important thing right now."

This statement sounds like it's from the side of the mission.

Therefore, Master Lai did not immediately refute.

Lin Ye glanced at Su Tinglan.

Su Tinglan didn't look at him, but said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Xing Shanhe also lowered his voice: "If you want to fight, go out and fight."

"Whoever stops now will be exposed."

Master Lai finally looked away.

"Don't go too far away."

These words were spoken to Lin Ye.

Lin Ye didn't answer.

Xiaoman tugged at him.

The two walked down the right ditch.

The right ditch is more difficult to traverse than it appears.

The mud is very soft; if you step into it, you'll sink half an inch.

Where box number three was dragged, a straight indentation appeared on the muddy surface.

Xing Shanhe had people sweep with tree branches.

But after scanning, it's still clear that something's wrong.

The flashlight beam on the slope was getting closer and closer.

A beam of light swept down from the gaps in the grass, less than two meters away from them.

Everyone simultaneously lowered themselves down.

Lin Ye's face was pressed against the wet mud when he heard someone whisper above him, "There's movement down there."

Another person said, "Don't go down yet, hold down the sides first."

"Pay attention to the box."

"Avoid direct contact."

Lin Ye's heart sank.

They seemed to know there was something wrong with the box.

This is not an ordinary manhunt.

From the very beginning, Qishi had been waiting for them to emerge from the tomb.

Xing Shanhe obviously heard it too.

He stayed close to the muddy ground and made a gesture to the person in front of him.

separate.

The two people dragging box number one continued to the left, creating fake marks.

Box number three was pushed down into the right ditch.

The skinny captain, accompanied by a man, dragged a rag and a carrying frame, leaving a third messy scratch in the middle.

This is no longer walking.

It's about betting every second that the other person will be a little slower in their judgment.

But the Seven Offices acted even faster than they anticipated.

Someone on the slope whispered, "The left ditch is a guide."

"There are streaks in the middle."

"There is a heavy object dragging down the right ditch."

"Focus on investigating the right ditch."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clear.

Everyone paused for a moment.

Master Lai slowly raised his head.

Xing Shanhe's hand rested on the tools at his waist.

Xiaoman pulled Lin Ye a little behind her.

Chen Jin and Bai Yuan flanked Su Tinglan.

Box number three is still in the mud.

The tarpaulin was covered with dry grass and muddy water.

The voices of the dead in the green hills suddenly shifted slightly to the right in Lin Ye's ears.

It's as if all the sounds were dragged away by box number three.

Before he could even warn them, the flashlight on the slope had already swept down.

The cold white light pierced through the weeds, first landing on Xing Shanhe's shoulder, then pressing down to illuminate the corner of box number three.

In that instant, the drainage ditch was so quiet that only the sound of dripping water could be heard.

A calm voice came from the slope:

"The box has been located."

Immediately afterwards, another voice came down.

"Everyone, stop."

"Put the box down."

"Remove your hand."

There was no roar.

There was no unnecessary chatter.

The calmer the voice, the more unsettling it became.

Master Lai did not let go.

He placed one hand on box number three and slowly raised his head.

Xing Shanhe gripped the crowbar tightly, his eyes filled with a frightening intensity.

Xiaoman stood in front of Linye, her left shoulder slightly lowered.

Lin Ye looked at the beam of light falling on box number three, and felt a pressure on his heart.

The seven locations are not there to block the exits.

They've come to close the net.

The person on the slope spoke again:

"Leave the box."

"People can talk."