Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 164

Master Qin Huai came, and the idlers naturally gave way.

The master was holding a compass, and walked up and down in front of the stone gate in a serious manner. Wang Dengming and the others stretched their necks and looked at him.

"Boss, what is in his hand?"

Father Mohan said, "Maybe it's a compass."

Jones Meddy said: "It's not like, it looks like a toy. You can see that the clothes he wears look like ancient people, mysterious ancient people, and cloth shoes. It's so interesting."

Garcia was more professional, and said: "It's all wrong, it's called a magnetic needle, a detector, a gold finder...'.
Wang Dengming did not speak, but stared at Qin Huai's expression.

The master's face is a bit ugly, indeed, he looks very tangled.

A few minutes later, he said to Wang Dengming: "Sheriff, this foreigner's cemetery is different from our Chinese."

"Nonsense, we Chinese and foreigners grow differently, so the place where the dead are buried is of course different. No, this is the basement, not the place where the dead are buried."

"That's even more troublesome."

"Don't say it's troublesome or not, are you sure?"

Qin Huai thought about it and said, "Hearing your tone, you are seriously doubting my profession."

"That's not what it means."

"You are sure of that meaning, let me tell you, I am a person with real ability, and my ability is unique in the world."

Wang Dengming snorted in surprise.

"I won't say it casually. I usually don't show off my abilities easily. Once I use them, I'm afraid I'll scare you."

"Well, proper packaging of yourself is required, understandable."

"Just understand, I'm afraid you don't understand, Mr. Sheriff."

"Then do you see any clues? Are the eight snakes on the mural related to the eight small stone pillars?"

Qin Huai said: "It's all an illusion, a lie. Help me find a rope. It should be longer."

The rope was quickly brought.

The ground of the space in front of the stone gate is a standard circle. Qin Huai asked Wang Dengming to help him stretch the rope straight, as if measuring the diameter of the ground, but no, he found two directions to measure, and the intersection of the two ropes was the center of the space. point.

He lay down on the ground, tapped at the center point, put his ears to listen, and said, "That's it, dig! The bottom is empty."

"empty?"

The ground is full of big rocks. Wang Dengming and the others walked so many times on it, they really didn't know that the central point was empty.

He immediately asked Tu Gordonbu to find some shovels.

After a while of busy work, the stone at the central point was pried up, and a square pothole appeared underneath, about half a meter long and wide, and about [-] centimeters deep.

In the center of the hole, there is a round raised cylindrical object, like a metal button.

Qin Huai fumbled on the button for a while, and with all his strength, he turned it clockwise, and with a horrible, heavy rumbling sound, the stone door opened.

Tu Gedengbu lay on the ground immediately, he was afraid that some hidden weapon would shoot out, he had nothing to do after watching too many movies, while Garcia and Jones Medi drew out their pistols and pointed them at the dark stone gate.

For a long time, no lethal weapons were shot out, no poisonous smoke, mercury or the like came out, not to mention any demons with teeth and claws.

This is a good sign, however, everyone did not see the golden light, the inside was dark, and a strange smell soared to the sky.

Tu Gordon preached: "Boss, doesn't it look like there is gold?"

Under the illumination of four flashlights, the place is small, oval, surrounded by stone walls, and in the middle is a huge coffin, the surface of which has been severely rotted.Nothing but the coffin.

"Sir, I think the gold must be in the coffin," said Jones Madey.

Wang Dengming wanted to ask Qin Huai what he meant, but Qin Huai circled around the coffin and said, "It's hard to say, it's just a skeleton inside."

Mohan made the sign of the sign of the cross, walked forward muttering, and circled around the coffin, saying, "I don't seem to be able to smell the smell."

Wang Dengming said: "Father, the coffin has rotted like this, the people inside must have rotted long ago."

Garcia said: "So, there are skeletons inside?"

Qin Huai said: "How tall is this person? Do you have to use such a big coffin?"

Wang Dengming said: "Open it, and you will know."

A group of people started to work and opened the coffin.

Although the coffin was rotten, there were many three-inch-long nails on it. Obviously, the person who put this coffin here was afraid that the coffin would leak, so he didn't know how hard he used it. Such iron nails.

The lid of the coffin was lifted by everyone one by one, and everyone was dumbfounded when they took a look.

Inside, a slightly smaller coffin appeared. This coffin was not as badly rotted.

Qin Huai said: "What are you doing, playing with Russian dolls? I've never seen a coffin like this before."

"If you haven't seen it, let's see it. This is not our rabbit country!"

So, everyone pried and broke, and it took a lot of effort to open the coffin inside. After opening, a smaller coffin appeared inside.

Nima!

Wang Dengming couldn't help laughing, what a fucking Russian doll!

The third coffin was basically well preserved, which surprised Wang Dengming. What kind of wood are these, and what kind of preservatives were added between the coffins?
But these are secondary for now.

Everyone wants to see what's in the next coffin? "

The third coffin was so strong that Wang Dengming had to find a more powerful tool to pry it open. Tu Ge Dengbu found a chainsaw and sawed it open.

Sure enough, the fourth coffin appeared, but it was already a miniature coffin.

With all their strength, everyone directly lifted the coffin out.

"Boss, is there a fifth floor?"

"I don't know, pry it open! I'm really looking forward to what's in here?"

Father Mohan was frightened, and said, "It can't be to imprison the devil, can we stop it?"

The priest's words are like a fart at this moment, who will listen to him.

The fourth coffin was opened, and when I looked inside, it was no longer a coffin, but a wooden box, a square wooden box, soaked in a pungent dark green potion.

Qin Huai smelled it and said, "It's okay, the preservative is here." "

He wanted to hug the wooden box, but found that the wooden box was extremely heavy.

so heavy?
Wang Dengming and him worked together to lift the wooden box out of the coffin and put it on the stone slab.

"I know what material this is."

"Master, what material?"

"Sunken wood, it won't rot for a thousand years, Americans are a bit of a fool."

At this time, Tu Ge Dengbu said: "This box is definitely not gold. It can't hold much in such a small box. I think it must be a gem, and the gem is right! We have made a fortune."
Jones Medie said: "Bear, get ready, if a devil jumps out of it, you block it first."

The wooden box was the least difficult to open. After opening it, everyone was dumbfounded. It was a long piece of porcelain, which looked brand new, just like the porcelain from a porcelain shop in the market.

Wang Dengming picked up this porcelain tube that was a circle bigger than an adult's arm, glanced at it carefully for a while, and said: "There are Chinese characters on it, and it seems to be made by JDZ of our Celestial Dynasty. Master, take a look."

Qin Huai leaned forward and looked at it for a while: "That's right, blue and white porcelain, there is a date on it, let me see, um, it is the first year of Guangxu, yes, in 24 years, a special treasure produced by JDZ Yingliu official kiln"

"Master, what is a special treasure?"

"I can't figure it out either, let's do some research."

One end of the porcelain is sealed, and the other end is sealed with a white candle.

Needless to say, the final thing must be inside this porcelain tube.

Wang Dengming cut open the candle with a knife, and when he picked it with his fingers, something like skin came out.

Unfold this thing, it looks like a map.

Before Wang Dengming said what kind of picture it was, Qin Huai said, "This is a picture of human skin."

(End of this chapter)