He immediately said: "If the Japanese really built an office space on this land, it would make sense."
Lao Ma said with emotion: "This hotel really has something to do with the Japanese people."
"I just don't know what their office space is used for." Liu Qiaoyun said, "What's the connection with the hotel being haunted?"
"Then continue to check the information, maybe you can actually find something."
The three of them were immersed in piles of history books and local chronicles.
But they looked through a lot of information and couldn't get more detailed information.
It wasn't until about three o'clock in the afternoon that the three of them dragged their exhausted bodies and left the library.
"Xiaobao, the information only records that an office space was built, but there is no record of its specific use." Lao Ma said, "This is a bit strange."
Liu Qiaoyun said: "If it was kept secret back then, it wouldn't be surprising if there is no record."
Yang Xiaobao nodded and said: "Sister Yun is right. What the Japanese did here back then was kept secret."
"Moreover, we have not found any record of how this courtyard and this building disappeared." Lao Ma added.
"Yeah, it's all a mystery." Yang Xiaobao sighed.
The three people returned to the hotel and saw Qian Yutang holding a meeting with hotel employees in the lobby.
Seeing Yang Xiaobao and the others come in, Qian Yutang immediately waved.
The hotel staff dispersed, and Qian Yutang greeted Yang Xiaobao and the others with a smile on his face.
"Brother Xiaobao, what have you been doing these days? Have you found those Japanese people?"
Yang Xiaobao shook his head: "We are not looking for those Japanese people at all."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Let's go to the library to check the information and see what the relationship between your hotel and those Japanese people is." Lao Ma said casually.
Qian Yutang immediately asked: "Then did you find anything?"
Yang Xiaobao thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it. As the owner of the hotel, he should know the history of the hotel's location.
He told Qian Yutang the details of their investigation.
After listening to what Yang Xiaobao said, Qian Yutang fell into silence.
After a while, he said: "In other words, where we are standing now, the Japanese built a courtyard and a building in the past."
"Yes, that's right."
"What did they build this courtyard and this building for?"
Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said, "I don't know. We have looked through a lot of information, but we still haven't found the answer, and this answer is probably related to the Japanese ghosts in the hotel."
Upon hearing this, Qian Yutang's expression changed.
Yang Xiaobao and the others left Qian Yutang alone in the hall, and they walked upstairs.
When he returned to the room, Yang Xiaobao was about to call Officer Cai to ask him how the investigation of Japanese people was going when he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Qian Yutang opened the door and came in with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Qian, didn't we just meet?" Yang Xiaobao looked at Qian Yutang and asked differently.
"Brother Xiaobao, what you just said gave me a reminder."
"oh?"
"I know a history professor at Yenching University. He specializes in studying the history of the Japanese invasion of our country. He may know why the Japanese built an office space."
Yang Xiaobao asked curiously: "How do you know that he also knows? We have read a lot of history books, but we can't find any records."
"Because, when we were building the hotel, he came to see me." Qian Yutang said, "It was precisely because he came to see me that we got to know each other."
Yang Xiaobao's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Then why is he looking for you?"
"I didn't say anything. I just wanted to stay at the construction site and see if anything could be dug out when digging the foundation."
Qian Yutang smiled bitterly and said: "At that time, I thought he wanted to watch to see if he could dig out antique treasures or something, so I kept guarding against him and made excuses not to let him enter the construction site."
"Then when you dug the foundation, did you find anything?"
"There's nothing, nothing except some scrap metal."
Hearing what Qian Yutang said, Yang Xiaobao was a little disappointed.
"Okay, let's go find him now." Yang Xiaobao couldn't wait to see the history professor.
An hour later, they met the professor at his home.
On the way here, Yang Xiaobao and the others knew through Qian Yutang's introduction that the professor's name was Han Wenlin.
He teaches history at Yenching University, has published several books, and is somewhat famous in history circles.
Professor Han Wenlin’s home is filled with stacks of books.
When Yang Xiaobao saw so many books, he felt that the life of a scholar was different from that of ordinary people.
He had never seen any books in Yuan Xingzu's home.
Professor Han Wenlin is in his fifties, with gray hair and black-rimmed eyes, giving him a very elegant look.
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 didn't know you would bring so many people."
Qian Yutang and Yang Xiaobao looked at each other.
"Professor Han, I came to you today to ask you 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 and Lao Ma.
"Are you guys?"
"These are to help me exorcise 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 showed an obviously interested expression.
He made a gesture and said: "Then please, sit inside."
After they sat down on the sofa surrounded by books, Han Wenlin poured a cup of tea for each of them.
At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the soft sunshine came in through the window and enveloped them.
Such an atmosphere gave Yang Xiaobao a sudden feeling.
He always felt as if time had stood still for a moment in this room.
It's like walking into history.
"Is there really a ghost in your hotel? Have you seen it?" Professor Han Wenlin asked Qian Yutang.
Qian Yutang looked at Yang Xiaobao: "I didn't see it, but Xiaobao did, and he caught a few of them."
Han Wenlin looked Yang Xiaobao up and down again, with a surprised look on his face.
"Young man, have you really caught a ghost?"
Yang Xiaobao knew that as a university professor, he definitely did not believe in what he was doing.
Yang Xiaobao told Professor Han Wenlin what happened in detail.
After listening to what Yang Xiaobao said, Han Wenlin was stunned, as if he didn't believe what Yang Xiaobao said.
"As a historian, I know that there have been some weird things in history that cannot be explained by science, but I didn't expect that they really happened in reality."