He immediately said: "If the Japanese really built an office space on this land, it would make sense."
Lao Ma sighed: "This hotel is really related to Japanese people."
"I just don't know what their office space is for." Liu Qiaoyun said, "What is the connection with the haunted hotel?"
"Then keep checking the information, maybe you can really find something."
The three of them buried their heads in piles of history books and local chronicles.
But they read a lot of information but did not get more detailed information.
It was not until after three o'clock in the afternoon that the three of them left the library with their tired bodies.
"Xiaobao, the information only records that an office space is built, but there is no record of what is used for." Lao Ma said, "This is a bit strange."
Liu Qiaoyun said: "If it was kept confidential back then, it wouldn't be surprising that there was no record."
Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "Sister Yun is right. What Japanese people did here back then was kept confidential."
"And we have not found any records of how this yard and this building disappeared," Lao Ma said again.
"Yes, all this is a mystery." Yang Xiaobao sighed.
The three of them returned to the hotel and saw Qian Yutang holding a meeting with the hotel staff in the lobby.
Seeing Yang Xiaobao and the others coming in, Qian Yutang immediately waved.
The hotel staff dispersed, Qian Yutang smiled and greeted Yang Xiaobao and the others.
"Brother Xiaobao, what have you been doing in the past half day? Have you found those Japanese people?"
Yang Xiaobao shook his head: "We are not looking for those Japanese people at all."
"Then are you?"
"Let's go to the library to check the information and see what your hotel has to do with those Japanese people." Lao Ma said casually.
Qian Yutang immediately asked, "Then have you found something?"
Yang Xiaobao thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it from it. As the owner of the hotel, he should know the history of the hotel.
He told Qian Yutang about the details they had checked.
After hearing what Yang Xiaobao said, Qian Yutang fell into silence.
After a while, he said, "That is to say, where we are now standing, Japanese people used to build a yard and a building."
"Yes, that's it."
"What are they building this yard and this building?"
Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said, "I don't know, we have read a lot of information, but still couldn't find the answer. This answer is probably related to the hotel's Japanese ghost."
Hearing this, Qian Yutang's face changed.
Yang Xiaobao and the others threw Qian Yutang alone in the hall and walked upstairs.
When he returned to the room, Yang Xiaobao was about to call Officer Cai and wanted to ask him how the situation was in investigating Japanese people, but he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Qian Yutang pushed the door open and smiled.
"Mr. Qian, haven't you just met?" Yang Xiaobao looked at Qian Yutang and asked differently.
"Brother Xiaobao, I gave me a reminder when you said it just now."
"oh?"
"I know a history professor at Yenching University. He specializes in the history of the Japanese invasion of our country. He may know what the Japanese people do to build an office space."
Yang Xiaobao asked curiously: "How do you know he knows too? We have read a lot of history books, but no records have been found."
"Because, he looked for me when he was building a hotel." Qian Yutang said, "It is because he found me that he met me."
Yang Xiaobao's eyes lit up and he asked quickly: "Then why is he looking for you?"
"I didn't say anything, I just wanted to stay at the construction site to see if I could dig out something when digging the foundation."
Qian Yutang smiled bitterly and said, "At that time, I thought he wanted to watch out for antique treasures, so I kept guarding him and made excuses to prevent him from entering the construction site."
"Then did you dig out something when you dig the foundation?"
"There is nothing, except some scrap copper and iron."
After hearing Qian Yutang say this, Yang Xiaobao was a little disappointed.
"Okay, let's go find him now." Yang Xiaobao couldn't wait to meet this history professor.
An hour later, they met him at the professor's house.
On the way here, Yang Xiaobao and his team already knew that the professor was Han Wenlin through Qian Yutang's introduction.
At Yenching University, he taught history and published several books, which were well-known in the historical circle.
There were piles of books everywhere in Professor Han Wenlin's home.
When Yang Xiaobao saw so many books, he sighed that the life of this scholar is different from that of ordinary people.
He had never seen any books at Yuan Xingzu's home.
Professor Han Wenlin is in his fifties, with gray hair and black-framed eyes, giving people a very elegant feeling.
Because Qian Yutang called him to make an appointment before coming, Han Wenlin was not surprised to see them.
"Mr. Qian, I knew you would come to me." Han Wenlin said with a smile, "But I don't know you would bring so many people."
Qian Yutang and Yang Xiaobao looked at each other.
"Professor Han, I'm looking for you today to ask something." Qian Yutang said.
Han Wenlin smiled and said, "I heard that your hotel has been haunted recently?"
"It seems that Professor Han has been paying attention to the Maple Tree Hotel." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Han Wenlin looked up and down at Yang Xiaobao, Lao Ma and the others.
"What are you?"
"These are the ones that help me exorcise the evil spirits in the hotel." Qian Yutang did not hide it and said to Han Wenlin, "They found something in the library today."
"oh?"
Han Wenlin clearly showed an interest.
He made a gesture and said, "Then please sit inside."
When they sat down on the sofa filled with books around, Han Wenlin poured each of them a cup of tea.
At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the soft sunlight shone through the window and enveloped them.
This atmosphere made Yang Xiaobao feel a sudden feeling.
He always felt that time seemed to be stagnant in this room.
It seems to have entered history.
"There are really ghosts in your hotel? Have you seen them?" Professor Han Wenlin asked Qian Yutang.
Qian Yutang looked at Yang Xiaobao: "I didn't see it, but Xiaobao saw it, and he caught a few more."
Han Wenlin looked up and down at Yang Xiaobao again, looking surprised.
"Young man, you really caught the ghost?"
Yang Xiaobao knew that as a university professor, he definitely did not believe in what he did.
Yang Xiaobao explained the story in detail to Professor Han Wenlin.
After hearing what Yang Xiaobao said, Han Wenlin stood there, as if he didn't believe what Yang Xiaobao said.
"As a historian, I know that some strange things have happened in history that cannot be explained by science, but I didn't expect that there are actually some in reality."