Fulai Province is located in the southeastern coastal area. It has a vast territory and is surrounded by mountains and sea. 90% of the land is mountainous and hilly.
The climate here is humid, rainfall is abundant, and its forest coverage rate has reached more than 70%, ranking first in the country.
It is precisely because of this climate that the province is densely covered with water systems and numerous rivers.
Baisha River is one of the five major rivers in Fulai Province. It runs through the entire province from north to south and finally merges into the sea.
Just on the bank of the Baisha River flowing through Wuqing Mountain, there stands a cliff that stretches for dozens of kilometers.
At this moment, on one of the cliffs more than 70 meters high, two engineering vehicles were working in an orderly manner.
The task of these two construction vehicles is to erect telegraph poles from the cliff. Among them, one is responsible for driving the pole pit, and the other is responsible for inserting the telephone pole into the pole pit!
Since the cliffs are full of hard rocks, ordinary pit digging methods cannot be used to dig in. The engineering vehicles responsible for digging pole pits are modified gravel trucks.
There is a huge impact drill-like machine on the front end of the car. When started, it will produce a huge impact and break the rocks in the pit!
At this moment, the huge drill bit was impacting the rock, making a deafening sound, and the entire cliff was shaking slightly.
"Stop! Stop!! Stop!!!"
At this time, a motorcycle suddenly drove up from the bottom of the cliff. Before it could stop, the two middle-aged men on the motorcycle hurriedly shouted orders to the construction vehicle to stop the construction.
Buzz buzz…
The driver of the engineering vehicle saw the motorcycle and stopped the machine. The cliff finally became calm and no longer noisy.
"What's wrong?" The driver stuck his head out of the window. He didn't recognize these two people.
"Is that ridiculous? Is that ridiculous!?" A middle-aged man sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle jumped off and immediately scolded the driver with no nose or face. "Which unit are you from? Whose approval did you get? Okay, do you know where this place is? How can we dig a hole from here?"
Hearing this accusation, the driver who was responsible for piling the telegraph poles also got out of the car and said with the same dissatisfaction: "We are appointed by the municipal company, what's wrong? Who are you?"
"Municipal company? Impossible! Are they crazy?" shouted the middle-aged man on the motorcycle, "Tell you, we are from the county museum, and I am the president of the county cultural relics protection association! Look at you... these are all What did you do?”
"Huh?" The two drivers were stunned, "We... are just setting up telephone poles, what does it have to do with you?"
"Ouch!" The man who claimed to be the president pointed to the bottom of the cliff and shouted angrily, "You know there is a seven-star hanging coffin down there, right? Huh? Do you know? Are you crazy?"
"Yes!" the motorcycle driver agreed, "the hanging coffin is a cultural relic under provincial protection. If you dig holes here, it will destroy the stability of the hanging coffin!"
"Yes!" the president shouted, "The hanging coffin is at least 600 years old. If you destroy it today, can you afford to pay for it?"
"Ah?" The two drivers looked at each other, and one of them said innocently, "As for the hanging coffin... it's dozens of meters away! It should be okay, right?"
"Huh? You're still not convinced, are you?" The president glared and yelled, "The entire cliff is made of structural diamond rock. Do you know what structurality is? If there is a vibration on your side, the force in the distance will be even greater! No matter how far away you are, if you do this, I can already accuse you of destroying cultural relics, do you understand?"
"This..." The two drivers looked at each other again, and one said, "Okay, okay, I'll call our leader right now! Is this the head office?"
"Your leaders are also bastards!" The president was so angry that he even cursed, "How could he not know about such an important cultural relic? How could he do such a stupid thing? Fortunately, we arrived in time..."
"Hey!" Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, the driver who was responsible for inserting the telephone poles quit his job. He pointed at the president's nose and shouted back, "Why do you speak so unpleasantly? We don't know what hanging is. Those who hang coffins or not are just doing things according to orders. Who do you show to us who are shouting and shouting?"
"Huh?" The president was so angry that his nose was crooked. He pointed at the driver's nose and yelled, "You still dare to say something, don't you? Now that it is clear that you are destroying cultural relics, is it still reasonable?"
"We are digging a hole up there, and you say I destroyed the cultural relics below?" The young driver was full of blood and refused to accept it. "Then if I dig a hole in the cemetery, are you going to sue me for digging your family's ancestral graves? President, !? Oops! In my eyes, you are nothing!"
"You! You... bastard!" The president had never been insulted like this before. He was so angry that he rushed over and pushed the driver.
"Huh? Don't, don't, don't..."
At this time, the motorcyclist and another driver quickly stepped forward and pulled, trying to separate the two.
Unexpectedly, these two people were angry and used more force! As a result, after pushing and pushing, I don’t know how, but I pushed the other driver away!
Even more coincidentally, the driver who was pushed away hit the switch of the engineering vehicle plugged into the utility pole.
At that time, a telephone pole had been erected by an engineering vehicle. After the switch was suddenly turned on, the huge and heavy telephone pole immediately hit the ground with a thud and was instantly freed from its restraints...
"oops!!!"
Seeing that the huge and heavy telephone pole was about to fall down, everyone screamed and hurriedly hid at the far end of the cliff.
Look at the telephone pole again. It fell heavily sideways in the air and hit the ground with a thud, making a huge muffled sound!
The telephone pole was cylindrical. After landing, it quickly rolled down the low-lying cliff...
"Ah!!?" Seeing that the telephone pole was about to roll down the cliff, the president's eyes almost bled. He trembled and screamed, "No! Don't..."
However, where will the telephone pole listen to him? In almost no time to blink, he fell directly to the bottom of the cliff...
"Ah... look... look at the good things you have done... There are hanging coffins down there..." The president slumped feebly for a moment, then climbed up with all his strength, hurriedly ran to the edge of the cliff, and looked down the cliff...
…
after one day.
Ah sneeze!
Ah sneeze! ! !
Zhao Yu, who was writing report materials in the Criminal Department of the capital, sneezed several times.
Ouch…
He thought to himself, who is missing me again
It's summer now, so you won't catch a cold, right
Since the engagement ceremony was held, Zhao Yu has been staying in the capital for more than ten days. He and Miao Ying did not have time to prepare for the tragedy of annihilation in Huayun Mountain.
After all, the gold case is no small matter. Although the Secret Service is fully responsible, as the Criminal Department, it is also necessary to do some follow-up work.
Therefore, these days, Zhao Yu is like an office worker, spending every day in the Criminal Department. In addition to reporting on work, he also has to add a lot of information and deal with the personnel relations of some team members.
Miao Ying is similar to him. In addition to the treasure case, the Cheng Lingfei case in Gaolan Banner also has many follow-up cases that need to be coordinated with other departments of the Criminal Department.
Therefore, not to mention the Huayunshan family murder case, even the honeymoon they envisioned in Fulai Province never took shape.
During this period, Zhao Yu mentioned the investigation of the case to Director Jiao, but Director Jiao did not approve it and told him to clear all the previous cases first.
Ah sneeze!
Ah sneeze! !
Who would have thought that this sneeze would last forever.
Zhao Yu had no choice but to temporarily interrupt his work and pick up a tissue to wipe his nose...
As a result, at this moment, liaison officer Chen Zhuo suddenly appeared.
"Team Leader Zhao, Team Leader Zhao!" Chen Zhuo held a stack of information and said to Zhao Yu with a complicated expression, "I'll tell you some good news and some bad news! Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Huh?" Zhao Yu wiped his nose and said, "Listen, tell me now!"
"The good news is, you can go to Fulai Province!" Chen Zhuo nodded.
"Oh? Approved?" Zhao Yu took a long breath and said excitedly, "Finally, I don't have to stay in the office anymore! Haha..."
"But the bad news is," Chen Zhuo added, "you are not going to Huayun Mountain, but to Wuqing Mountain!"
"Ah?" Zhao Yu was dumbfounded, "What do you mean?"
"Have you ever heard of a hanging coffin?" Chen Zhuo frowned and said solemnly, "The hanging coffin over there - something happened!!!"
PS: Thank you to the classmates of Zizhan 2017 for their continuous rewards and encouragement! Thank you, Lao Kuang!
(End of chapter)