I continued to tell him about the Sangzhu Ancient Road. Unlike the events in the Yarkand Ranch and the Maigaiti Lamb Restaurant, the Ulanbek uncle who lives in Kurlang Village on the ancient road was isolated and lonely, so Captain Garlic only found out about this news many years later.

The key is that according to Uncle Ulanbek, there is a "woman" among the man and the woman who can turn her head 180 degrees!

I have never seen such people, but I have heard of a person who might do this.

That person is Xiao Qijun, and he doesn't have to turn his head because there is a face behind his head.

"So, these are two more people, how many are there in total?"

"Nine." Wen Tingxu said.

"In addition, the king who died in the desert, how many are there?"

"Ten - what do you mean, are these ten migrant workers from the Xiye Archaeology Team back then?!" Wen Tingxu suddenly stood up.

"What do you think?"

"But why didn't Captain Garlic tell me these things back then?!" He looked red and looked a little angry. "What's Maigati, what's the ancient Sangzhu Road, I haven't mentioned it to me at all!"

"To put it bluntly, your parents are still listed as suspects..." I explained, "Captain Garlic didn't know our relationship at first. From this point of view, he is a qualified detective."

"But, just by judging by the number of people, this is a bit thin, right?" Wen Tingxu looked down at the numbers again, and then asked, "Those ten migrant workers are local villagers, and they can't even find a photo."

"It is of course a bit weak based on the number of people. But think about it, whether it is the Yarkand Ranch, the mutton restaurant in Maigaiti, and the small village on the ancient Sangzhu Road, the witnesses in these three places are all men and women, and the women are all hiding and unable to see clearly.

"If they are all dressed as men, then we might as well think from another perspective. Is it much more convenient for men to walk alone outside than women, and women are more unsafe? But why do they have to give up their status as men and dress up as a woman instead?"

"Yes - you mean, they pretend to be women and have other plans?"

"Yes." I said.

"...Is it because I want to pretend to be my parents and cause the illusion of the two of them running away?"

"Yes, those ten migrant workers may have disagreements, so they divided three groups of people to escape, but they all thought of the idea of ​​shaping your parents..."

Wen Tingxu's face suddenly looked ugly. He sat back on the chair with a plop, stunned for a long time.

"Did you think of something?" I couldn't help asking.

"Did they kill my parents, rob the cultural relics from the site, and escape, but also blame my father and mother for the crime? And that king and Dadi might have had a disagreement with them and were killed by them?" he murmured.

"It's very likely."

"My father and my mother have suffered so many years of injustice, so my judgment is right, they are not like that!

"My father is a scholar. He has always been willing to stay in poverty, concentrate on academics, and study philosophy hard. He has become free from the low-level interest and never has any intention of wealth..."

Wen Tingxu said, tears fell down. He hid in a hurry, and found a tissue on the table with one hand. He pulled out a stack of paper, blew his nose hard, lowered his head and said, "Sorry, the rhinitis has happened again."

"It's okay, calm down. Besides, it's just an inference now." I comforted him.

"Is there any other evidence?" he asked again.

"Ah, that's it. Do you know what happened to the Niangniang Temple a few days ago?"

"I heard that it was rumored that an ancient tomb was found there. People in the Niangniang Temple secretly robbed the tomb and sold cultural relics. They were blocked by the police and sent a nest of them - is that true?"

"It's almost the same. The key problem is that we found a man there, who had been killed, but he should be closely related to the ten people in the archaeological team. He may have encountered some misfortunes, so even his face mutated.

"Others call him Xiao Jun, but the person who is close to him is called 'Xiao Langzi'. Later, I suddenly realized that his name is not 'Xiao Langzi'! And among the ten migrant workers hired in Kalayatur Village, there happened to be a person with a homophone name, and he is 'Xiao Langzi'!"

I didn't say it, but as soon as I finished saying this, Wen Tingxu stood up and slapped the table.

"What do you want to do? Don't be so excited, okay?"

"No! Yan Zhuan, no matter how busy you are now, you must help me. If you push the matter at hand, let's go to Xiye together, I must find my parents, even if they have become mummies!

"I have to cleanse the Wen family! I can't let them be buried in the Nine Springs for no reason!"

I also stood up and grabbed his anxious arm that was already stiff.

"If you don't mention it, I will accompany you. I haven't told the police about these situations yet, but I think that the site of Xiye not only involves your parents' affairs, but also involves the safety of the entire Weiyang City. Look at the sky outside..."

I walked to the window, pointed to the flashing sky and said, "All kinds of visions are about to break out. Let me tell you the truth, we have recently discovered a group of strange people, whose genes seem to have mutated.

"But they are making trouble in Weiyang, and I don't know what they are doing. Now the only thing I am sure of is that they all have inexplicable connections with the Xiye Ruins."

"Will they know about my parents?"

"I don't know, so I have to figure it out, only these things are clear..."

"I don't care about the life or death of others. The sky falls and kills all living beings. I don't care at all. I only care about the reputation of my parents!

"My whole life was shrouded in this shadow. I was eroded by this shadow. I was frozen. I could not live or die. I could not experience the pain and torture. Let's go to Xiye together. You look for your truth, I look for my truth! I have had enough of it for so many years!"

Wen Tingxu interrupted me angrily, and he threw the cup in his hand heavily onto the table.

This is indeed what he said. He is still the one who studies in college and doesn't care about the outside world, or the one who has huge personality flaws but has IQ overwhelming others, rather than the boss of a technology company who is good at everything and is calling for the wind and rain now.

"Okay, I still have something to do. I want to explain to the police, would you please give me two days?" I asked.

"It's a day, how about it?" He couldn't wait than me.

"OK!"

"Then let's make it! You don't have to worry about spending money on equipment, I've already made it!"
Chapter completed!