"Two comrades, the suspect in the lead will be temporarily handed over to your care."

"Thank you comrades police for helping us work. After the suspect asked questions, he would exchange them."

"Well, this case is a bit strange. Forget it, let's not talk about it. I wish you a smooth progress in handling the case."

......

In the hall with lights, five people escorted a man with a head hood. The handcuffed man walked past the police badge. Two men in suits took the man to the car. A man and a woman shook hands with the police who were seeing him off and said goodbye to the steps. When they went to the parking place, Liu Qingyue took a strand of hair hanging down from her face. Her eyes looked at the swaying yellow leaves in the wind illuminated by street lights, and a hint of uneasiness appeared in the bottom of her eyes.

"Yulin, I got in the car, why are you still standing there?" Off-road reversing, Afeng shouted at her in the rear window. The woman came to her senses and just smiled and opened the car door without saying a word to sit in the passenger seat.

The vehicle drove out of the police station, and the two of them did not ask about the case on the road. The city was brightly lit and occasionally, drunk people came out of the bar, talking nonsense and shouting loudly by the street.

The vehicle then drove past this street, turned over the intersection in front, and stopped in the streets and alleys behind an old community. Liu Qingyue opened the door and walked straight inside, following several shops facing the street. In the fifth room, his fingertips knocked on the roller shutter door rhythmically. After a moment, the lights lit up inside, and the curtain dragged the "wavering" movement and rising.

In the shop, an old man looked at the woman outside the door and the documents revealed in the woman's hand, turned sideways silently, and gave way. When two strong men and a young man came in with handcuffs, went outside to look, came back and pulled the curtain down again, took out the key and locked it, sat slowly on a recliner, pressed the radio on the small cabinet next to him, listened to the "Yiyaya" opera inside, and hummed twice from time to time.

Behind the shaking recliner, several people who entered closed the door. The "bang" switch sounded lightly, and the dim light lit up in the room. The man who had handed his hands was pressed to a chair in the middle by two big men. Afeng lit a cigarette and picked his chin at the two team members.

"Take him off the hood."

One of the big men on the left and right chairs reached out to pull off the man's hood, revealing his beard, squinted his eyes, and his breath was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. He wanted to get up, raised his hands and struggled twice, but the man in the suit next to him reached out and patted the back of the head.

"Be honest."

This slap him directly and looked at the small room, looking at the young man who was sucking smoke against the wall, two burly men, and a woman sitting in the corner looking back, and came to her senses, feeling a little panicked.

It was obvious that the police arrested me before, why did I change the number of people?

"Who are you...? I'm really not doing anything. How could the money be fake? I can't even be able to tell the truth or the fake? How many people, do you think so?"

"Don't bother what we do, we know your background." The young man against the wall came over with a cigarette, pressed on the table, leaned over and leaned over, stared at the drunkard in front of him and blew a cigarette, "It's a loan shark, you can definitely get the real money, otherwise you won't accept it, but... you didn't look at the number on the money? It's more than 200,000 yuan, and it's the same number. You said, if you don't catch it, who will you catch?"

The man swallowed his saliva, stared at the young man in front of him, and his body trembled slightly.

"How many years will it be sentenced?"

"Even if it is not life, it will last at least 10 or 20 years." Afeng sat sideways on the table, patting his hand on the man's head, like an adult comforting the child, "But if we report truthfully, what do we ask and what you answer, maybe we can get a reduction in sentence."

"I said I said, you guys ask."

The man nodded repeatedly. He knew very well the money. However, he had encountered this kind of unlucky thing that he might not have encountered for decades. He could only say that his fate was destined. This afternoon, after collecting the money, he took a group of his men to the club in the city to spend money. The payment was made of the interest money. However, he was caught playing mahjong in a nearby teahouse shortly after going out.

Liu Qingyue came over with a recording pen, glared at Afeng, asked him to get off the table, and then looked at the man on the chair.

"We won't ask what the police have asked. We all know what profession you have. Where did you get the money from and who did you?"

"Ultrition... I received it from a man named Lu Jun's house. The one who gave me the money was his cousin. He was probably in his twenties and very handsome..."

"name?"

"This... I don't know what I call him. At that time... I was so happy that I didn't have the chance to ask, I only knew that it was Lu Jun's cousin."

Liu Qingyue pressed the recorder button and stared at the man's eyes and begged, not as if she was making a falsification.

"Okay, just when what you said is true, then I'll ask you again, what are the characteristics of Lu Jun's cousin? What are the differences between ordinary people when you see him?"

The man on the chair shook his head and did not dare to look at the woman. He just looked at the table and fell into recollection. After a while, he suddenly raised his face.

"Do...clean...that person is too clean, not as clean as a person..."

Liu Qingyue looked at each other with the young man, put away the recorder, turned around and left, and ordered one of the two strong men: "Send him back to the police station and say you should use counterfeit coins."

"Oh...you said you were reduced in sentence."

However, the man and woman who went out ignored him and greeted another strong man to the old man who was shaking on the recliner, left the shop, left the alley, got in the car and turned around, and rushed away according to the address he confessed.

The street lights are dim, and above the night sky, the night clouds wander and reveal the crescent moon. The cold silver light shines on the foothills of the sea, and the wind sways gently in the forest.

The rustling sound of branches and leaves swaying.

There is an open inner space in the mountain. Iron-plated plank road is built along the cave wall. Patrol figures step on the metal sound of the cave. There is a portrait standing in the middle below, with cave paths on all sides winding and turning. Various pipes adjacent to the cave wall lead to several or even more cave rooms.

"Team leader, why is this happening?" "Strange energy."

"The whole picture was heard from Z9, there was no energy in the whole picture, except that blurry figure had the energy to exist."

"Does the murals in the cave have anything to do with this?"

"It's hard to say, be careful to verify."

The murals slowly flowed from the huge display on the cave wall. Several people below wore long white gowns, considering the moving paintings above, there were subtle points, so the staff magnified the place and looked at it carefully. At this time, someone came out of another cave entrance and approached here and whispered: "Team leader, the ion blocker is ready."

“Open.”

Among the few people, one of them stood in front pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and turned around to the operating table not far away: "Play out the image from Z9 and enlarge the blurry figure."

"Yes!" The staff there pressed the button.

The huge screen spanning the cave wall in front of him suddenly changed, and it turned into the scene that Liu Qingyue and others had paused before. A blurry outline of a figure stood under the tree on the hillside. As the staff gradually expanded the picture on the hillside, they used high-definition repair to distinguish particles. As they enlarged, they saw the body more and more clearly.

"The team leader has the position energy positively hedged with the ion barrier."

"Don't worry, keep zooming in."

The moment the screen enlarged again, the figure under the tree suddenly became clear, and several surprised words sounded instantly.

"This person..." "On the mural."

"Oh My God......"

"No, he is really a god?"

The researchers present looked at the young face with beautiful eyebrows under the tree in amazement. They looked the same as the scholar on the cave mural taken by Z9 before, and even their clothes were almost exactly the same.

"Search the image of the character! Hurry!" The leader of the team shouted and woke up the surprised researcher there. The next moment, he heard a "click" sound, and the huge screen showed cracks, and the monitor across the hole wall was instantly extinguished.

"Team leader, the ion blocker is destroyed."

The middle-aged man with glasses nodded, signaled to hear it, and exhaled. If there was no blocking machine to block the unknown energy just now, I was afraid that this group of people would either die or be injured by the impact. Now I think about it now.

"The screen was captured?"

“It has been saved.”

"Seal the original painting. If there is no document above, no one is allowed to call it out." The middle-aged man took off his glasses and kneaded his nose bridge, calmed down, and asked someone to print the saved figures to him, then waved his hand: "It's getting late, you can go down and rest."

After sending off the man's hands, the man walked to the nearby cave room with the photos printed in his hand, pressed the password, and walked into the slowly open mechanical door. Through the narrow passage, various sealed objects were listed on iron frames around him, pottery jars pasted with talismans, puppets with gloomy appearance, long swords stained with blood...

The man walked past the sealed items for a moment, stopped in front of a wall, raised his head and looked at the wall, where an ancient yellow painting was hung.

In the scroll: Old Pineapple at the cliff, a scholar in blue and white robe smiled and was playing chess with a Taoist with only a figure on his back.
Chapter completed!