Because Zheng Wei had done a special investigation and research on poisonous poisons in Western Hunan during his work, so he knew something about poisonous poisons. He heard that there was a kind of poisonous poison that could turn people into undead creatures like walking corpses. Without breathing or heartbeat, he could still move as usual. He also thought that the flute sound he heard at the time of the incident was most likely the legendary Gu flute used to control Gu insects. From this, he concluded that his wife must have been raped. He was worried that he would also be poisoned, so he didn't even dare to drink water along the way.
After listening to Zheng Wei's story, I became more and more certain of my previous guess. The real culprit behind the whole incident must be someone from the cult. However, I was a little confused because although the people in the cult are ruthless, their actions are always secretive and low-key. And this time, why was there such a big fight, not only kidnapping hostages, but even killing three policemen? How important is this human skin map?
I was thinking about it when Wen Qingshan came back with a black suitcase. He put the suitcase in front of Zheng Wei and said to Zheng Wei with a smile: "Brother, there is half a million cash in this. "Diandian,"
Zheng Wei stood up, reached out and took the suitcase over, opened it and saw that there were indeed many bundles of brand new hundred dollar bills inside.
He didn't count, and without saying a word, he immediately pushed the wooden box containing the human skin map in front of Wen Qingshan, and then put the money in the suitcase into his shoulder bag.
In a short time, all the five hundred thousand in cash were put into his shoulder bag. The bag was not too big to begin with, but after putting the five hundred thousand in it, it immediately bulged. I was really worried that he would be raped by lawless people. Keep an eye on them.
He got up and walked out. I stopped him and said, "Brother Zheng, don't leave yet."
Zheng Wei looked at me and asked alertly: "Is there anything else?"
I asked back: "Your son is still in the hands of those bad guys. Don't you want to save him?"
Wen Qingshan was originally looking at the human skin map. When he heard what I said, he immediately raised his head and asked, "What's going on?"
I briefly told Wen Qingshan what happened to Zheng Wei. After listening to it, Wen Qingshan said angrily: "The people in the cult are really heartless. Since we have encountered this matter today, we cannot sit idly by and watch."
However, Zheng Wei waved his hand and said: "You don't know how powerful those guys are. Why don't I want to save my son? But now that I can't protect myself, how can I still save him? Besides, he is definitely He has also been poisoned. Even if he is rescued, he will probably be no different from a walking corpse. Please don't disturb this muddy water. I don't want to injure more people."
I hurriedly said: "We know who harmed your family. In fact, we have been looking for their whereabouts. Now as long as you are willing to cooperate with us, we can definitely help you rescue your son."
Zheng Wei showed a surprised expression on his face: "You know who those guys are,"
I nodded: "They are members of the Black Evil Cult. The Black Evil Cult is a cult organization. To be honest, we also have sworn enemies with the Black Evil Cult."
After listening to what I said, a glimmer of hope seemed to flash in Zheng Wei's eyes. However, that glimmer of hope was fleeting, and soon his eyes dimmed again. He sighed and said, "Oh, I think I’d better forget it, I don’t want to provoke these devils anymore, I just want to find a place now…”
Before he could finish his words, Jianjian yelled from the side: "Why are you looking for a place to be a coward? Your wife was killed by these guys, and your son is still in their hands. You don't know whether he is alive or dead. So... Such hatred, you are willing to be a coward, you are still not a fucking man,”
Jianjian's words made Zheng Wei a little emotional. He slowly fell to his knees on the ground and burst into tears.
Wen Qingshan stared at Zheng Wei for a while, then turned to me and Jianjian and said, "I think Brother Zheng's mood is not very stable. It's better to let him calm down first and think about it carefully before giving us an answer."
I thought the same thing. The separation of his wife and family is the heaviest blow to a man. Coupled with the long period of escape, Zheng Wei's nerves are highly tense and he is probably on the verge of collapse. If we force him to If it's too tight, I'm afraid it will drive him crazy.
So I stepped forward to help Zheng Wei up and said to him: "Brother Zheng, let's do this. We will help you arrange a hotel. You can stay in a hotel first and have a good rest. When you think about it clearly, you can give us an answer..."
Before I could finish my words, Zheng Wei waved his hands desperately and said: "I don't live in a hotel... I don't live in a hotel..., they... they will kill me..." His face was full of fear.
I wanted to persuade him a few more words, but he suddenly grabbed his bag and rushed out of the store. Jianjian and I hurriedly chased him out, but he ran very fast, and in the blink of an eye he had already gone all the way. , we couldn't chase him on the street, so we had to return to the store. I was worried that something bad might happen to him, so I called Long Yi immediately.
After hearing what I said, Long Yi immediately said that they would find Zheng Wei as soon as possible and protect his safety.
After hanging up the phone, I felt a little relieved.
We quickly focused on the human skin map again. Out of curiosity, I asked Wen Qingshan: "Boss Wen, this human skin map is really worth 500,000 yuan."
Wen Qingshan smiled and said: "This human leather product is considered a non-mainstream cultural relic. Few people are willing to collect it. Even if it is a few years old, it is difficult to get rid of it. Therefore, if you look at the cultural relic value alone, it is definitely not worth this amount. "
When Jianjian heard this, she blurted out: "Damn it, you spent half a million to buy it. You don't really believe that this is a treasure map, do you?"
Wen Qingshan raised his head and glanced at Jianjian and said: "Based on my experience, this is indeed a treasure map, but it's hard to say whether this treasure still exists or not."
"If it didn't exist, wouldn't your five hundred thousand have been wasted?"
Wen Qingshan smiled and said: "Haha, money is just an external possession. What's more, since the people in the cult are so eager to get this human skin map, it means that my five hundred thousand is not in vain."
I thought the same thing, if this human skin map really had no value, the people in the cult wouldn't go crazy and kill for it. Maybe, as Zheng Wei's father said, there is a shocking secret hidden in the map.
Thinking of this, I suddenly became energetic and quickly asked: "Boss Wen, have you seen anything?"
Wen Qingshan shook his head and said: "If you just look at this picture, you can't tell anything. You still have to combine it with the text on the back. However, these are ancient Tibetan texts that have been lost for a long time. I don't recognize most of them, so for the time being, I still can’t figure it out,”
After hearing what Wen Qingshan said, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Wen Qingshan smiled and said, "But it's not difficult to understand these characters. I know an expert on ancient literature who specializes in studying such lost ancient characters. He should be able to Help us,"
I quickly asked: "Where is this expert now?"
"Haha, you actually know this person,"
"I know who it is," I was a little surprised. Although I have met many people since I opened the Feng Shui shop, I really can't think of anyone who is the ancient calligraphy expert Wen Qingshan mentioned.
Wen Qingshan smiled slightly and said a name: "Dong Yujun,"
Dong Yujun, I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but I couldn't connect it with a familiar face for the moment.
I was thinking about it when suddenly a man walked into the store. I looked up and saw that it was Dong Xiaodan. The moment I saw Dong Xiaodan, I immediately thought of who Dong Yujun was. It was none other than Dong Xiaodan's father. , Professor Dong.
Dong Xiaodan obviously didn't know what we were talking about, let alone that we happened to mention his father. As soon as she walked into the shop, she opened her mouth and said: "You are open for business. I thought you had closed down."
I didn't care what to say to her and asked quickly: "Xiao Dan, I heard that your father is also an expert on ancient literature."
Dong Xiaodan was stunned for a moment. She probably never expected that the first thing I said when I saw her would be to ask this. After a while, she nodded: "That's right. Why did you suddenly ask about this?"
"Great, we have something we want him to see, please take us to him,"
Dong Xiaodan pouted: "Hey, I just walked in and didn't even have time to drink."
Jianjian lifted the empty kettle on the table and shook it in front of Dong Xiaodan, smiling: "Hey, sister-in-law, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink the water because a lunatic just drank all the water in the store."
After hearing what Jianjian said, Dong Xiaodan had a look of surprise on her face. She looked at me and was about to say something. Wen Qingshan handed the human skin map in his hand to Dong Xiaodan and said, "That lunatic brought this , we need your father to help us read these words,"
Dong Xiaodan took the human skin map, looked at it, and asked curiously: "What is this?"
"This is a map of human skin,"
When Dong Xiaodan heard about the human skin map, his hands shook in fright, and the human skin map in his hand fell to the ground.
"You...you said this...this is human skin,"
Wen Qingshan bent down to pick up the human skin map that fell on the floor, patted the dust on it, and said, "Don't be afraid. In ancient Tibet, human skin was a top-quality production material. It was not only used to draw maps, but also They were used to write important documents and were also used to make human skin drums, because ancient Tibetans believed that pure girls could communicate with the gods in the sky, and objects made from their skins were holy objects,"
Dong Xiaodan looked at the human skin map in Wen Qingshan's hand, still looking a little frightened. She took a deep breath, calmed down, and said: "I know, my dad told me before that there is a human face in the Provincial Museum. Skin drum, but this is human skin after all. Touching it in your hands makes you feel uncomfortable all over just thinking about it."