Qin Meimei couldn't bear to look straight, Lin Lan didn't look much, and focused more on Yan Gui.
As soon as Yan Gui saw Shi Lian, his black energy immediately became rich and covered his whole body.
Lin Lan knew it in her heart.
Yan Gui said just now that her name was Fu Ya, and she was still a major before she died. The enemy who killed her was no one else, but Shi Lian.
Speaking of Shi Lian, Yan Gui expressed a lot of emotions, but Lin Lan couldn't hear it.
When she heard that her enemy was Shi Lian, Lin Lan gave a thump in her heart, and she couldn't help but remember what Wu Meng had said to her before.
"Everyone who likes to be obsessed with generals and generals has nothing to do with them, but they will not end well in the end..."
Lin Lan didn't know whether the Yangui Fu Ya was true or not, but when I think about it, when I saw Chun Yuxiang kissing her this morning, Fu Ya seemed very excited. Is it true that she really likes Chun Yuxiang
Lin Lan pondered, seeing that Fu Ya rushed to pinch Shilian, she saw Shilian frowning and moving her neck and leaving, and Fu Ya followed.
Lin Lan thought for a while, and asked the female soldiers who had enlisted earlier.
"Have you heard the name Fu Ya?" Fu Ya said that she was also in the literary army.
The female soldier was stunned and nodded, "I've heard, two years ago... an accident died."
Lin Lan's eyes lit up when she heard it, "Is there really such a person? Why did she die?"
After Lin Lan asked, she saw that the female soldier didn't answer, and suddenly stood up. Lin Lan followed her line of sight and saw Shi Lian who had gone and returned.
Shi Lian's eyes were gloomy, and she fixed a glance at Lin Lan, and then walked to the office.
Lin Lan frowned as she watched her back, she intuitively felt Shi Lian heard her question.
After a while, Shi Lian came out, she looked at Lin Lan, and suddenly walked over.
"Lin Lan, if you heard it right, you just asked Fu Ya. I know Fu Ya. What do you want to ask her, if I know I can answer you."
Lin Lan looked at Shi Lian, her expression a little uncertain.
When Fu Ya heard Shi Lian say this, her face was full of hatred, and she pinched her neck tightly, her body darkened more and more, and her mood fluctuated greatly.
Lin Lan looked at Fu Ya and said lightly, "It's nothing, I just want to know how she died, whether she was wronged or not."
Shi Lian smiled and shook her head, "Miss Lin Lan's hobby is really special, and she suddenly fell in love with investigating the case. I hope you can find a good result."
"Yes, if there is a missing murderer, I will definitely get her out." Lin Lan looked at Shi Lian and nodded.
Shi Lian smiled and said, "Good luck." She turned and left after she had finished speaking. The moment she turned around, a murderous look flashed past her eyes.
Lin Lan looked at Shi Lian's back with a dark expression.
She and Shi Lian were tempting just now, but her instinct was not very good, and she always felt that Fu Ya's death really had something to do with Shi Lian.
This matter seems to be investigated carefully.
Lin Lan made up his mind, but before she could investigate, she was dragged to help.
Lin Lan received a contact from the museum curator she knew before, saying that she would like her to help identify the antiques. For this reason, she also wrote a contact letter to the literary army.
In the previous shadow play performance, after the two met, Lin Lan was familiar with the things in her museum, so he would come to consult from time to time.
"This time I have excavated a batch of cultural relics, as well as precious calligraphy and painting. Because calligraphy and painting are somewhat special, I still want you to come and take a look."
The curator was very excited, and Lin Lan agreed.
Thousands of years ago, due to overexploitation, the Blue Star erupted into global disasters. Flash floods, earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions came in turn, devastated and completely destroyed the Blue Star.
A large number of animals and plants have become extinct, most of human beings have died, and the inheritance of history and culture has ceased. Afterwards, the restoration and inheritance are limited.
Lin Lan has read history, and after knowing this passage, she is not surprised at the collections in the museum.
When he arrived in the museum appraisal room, Lin Lan found a group of elderly people pouting their butts and studying the things on the table.
"This is a painting, an abstract painting."
"It's not like painting. Paintings are these. I feel a bit like words."
"Where does this look like a character? What kind of character is this, you can read it out and listen."
"Yes, it should not be a word. This word is not written like this, and what is it for?"
A group of elderly people were arguing, Lin Lan looked from behind, her eyes lit up.
This is an ink painting, painted plum blossoms.
Lin Lan took a close look at the part of their argument, and said, "It's just words, not paintings."
"no…"
"It's just words..."
Several people opposed or agreed, and finally realized that something was wrong, turned their heads, and looked at Lin Lan together.
When the curator saw Lin Lan's eyes lit up, "You are here, come, let me introduce you, this is what I told you about Lin Lan before."
Several old people looked at Lin Lan suspiciously, "Is she?"
The curator nodded, "It's her, it's her, Miss Lin Lan, do you mean this is the word?"
The curator didn't pay attention to the attitude of several old people, and immediately pulled Lin Lan over to ask.
Lin Lan looked closer, nodded, "Yes, this is a word."
In this era when paper is hard to see, it is not easy to see an ink painting!
Lin Lan looked at the paintings with a cordial feeling. Ink painting or something, compared to the things in the museum, made her accept that it was an antique.
The words on the ink paintings just now were not the words of the old man who painted. He stared at Lin Lan and said, "You are so sure, then what are you talking about?"
"Wait for me to take a good look." Lin Lan took a closer look, not anxious or annoyed.
"I have never seen such a word..." the old men who insisted on painting muttered.
Lin Lan had already read it out.
"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han leaves alone. I know it's not snow, because there is a secret fragrance."
Everyone was stunned, Lin Lan stroked the sentence, her eyes full of nostalgia.
"This is a verse in praise of plum blossoms. This character is crazy grass, or in traditional Chinese characters, so we usually look differently."
As soon as Lin Lan's voice fell, she was immediately overwhelmed by questions.
"You read the verse again, my God, it's so good!"
"What is crazy grass? Is this really a word?"
"Traditional characters? Are you talking about the characters used in ancient times?"
"..."
Lin Lan's mouth twitched as she heard it, and she felt like she was on a thief ship.
Half an hour later, with a dry mouth and a glass of water, Lin Lan confirmed that she was indeed on a thief ship.
In this future, science and technology are about to develop, and everyone will pay much attention to culture. It is very important to study antique and ancient literature.
But the previous catastrophe took too much away, so now, they don't know the shadow puppetry, they don't know the crazy grass, and they are so crazy about the poems that they have to learn as long as they go to school in the previous life.
"...During AD, before the invention of the fountain pen, our ancestors wrote with a brush. There are many kinds of characters written, and this crazy grass is one of them..."
"Writing brushes, they should be in the museum. I remember I saw it last time..."
In the future, everyone will be born with artificial intelligence. Artificial intelligence will automatically be upgraded once in a few years and become more and more advanced. The intelligent learning machine that artificial intelligence also has, everyone learns on it.