Chapter 28: Ironclad Evidence

  Qin Zhong looked in the direction that guy was pointing, and in a large pit, a pile of white bones was buried in the mud, but upon closer inspection, many of the bones were black.

  This is not all dug out, roughly estimated, if the bones below are dug out and piled up, the bones will be piled up several meters high. Qin Zhong was shocked: "What's going on?"

  "Just now, the excavator dug it out. Our boss invited a Mr. who thought he would be in charge of the funeral to come over and discuss what to do next." Seeing Qin Zhong wasn't as unreasonable as before, Xiao Hua plucked up the courage to introduce himself.

  Qin Zhong looked around the crowd and found that Lao Gui was actually here, and Fang Shu was also present. A messy-looking little head rushed to Lao Gui's side and said: "Master, take a look at this place, it's really troublesome. We just started work and encountered such a thing. What do you think we should do next?"

  "Hmm, let me think... Logically speaking, you should report this kind of thing to the authorities and inform the cultural relics and archaeological department. However, since you've found me, I'll have to live up to the money you're paying me. I'll figure out a way to deal with these bones, just keep digging them up for me."

  It really looked like a master, but Qin Zhong didn't buy his account: "Ah, stop first, this is likely to be left over from the Anti-Japanese War. It's not clear if it's a pit of ten thousand people. No one should move rashly."

  "Huh? Who?" The hoodlum looked at Qin Zhong with a glance, and suddenly his face changed greatly. He had originally wanted to explode in anger, but now he seemed to have fallen from the sky. He nervously looked around at the people beside him, then leaned in close to Qin Zhong: "This... how can you say this? How do you know it's something like a pit of ten thousand people? What is a pit of ten thousand people?"

  "What the...! Are you even worthy of being Chinese? In the past, this would have been punishable by death. It's clear that there are remains with signs of carbonization here. Who buries their dead like this, all together in one place? This site needs to be verified by an authoritative organization. If any of you damage anything here, it will be considered a crime." Qin Zhongyi said sternly.

  That rascal rubbed his head: "Is this still against the law? Do you know that if this land is delayed for one day, I have to pay wages to my workers, aren't those also money?"

  Lao Gui and Lao Fang approached Qin Zhong together: "Xiao Zhong, is this place related to the cave you mentioned?"

  "For the time being, I don't dare to confirm, but this place absolutely cannot be moved. And Lao Gui, you old fellow, just because of what you know, do you think you can handle so many corpses?" Qin Zhong completely disregarded Lao Gui's feelings, and with one sentence, made his face turn bright red.

  Lao Gui said, not exactly gritting his teeth, but at least resentful that Qin Zhong didn't give him face: "I, Lao Gui, don't say anything else, at the very least I know how to handle things here. Besides, these broken bones, what makes you think they have something to do with history?"

  "If it's really nothing, then I'm just talking nonsense here. But if it is, we have a duty to preserve this physical evidence, and one day when we go after those bastards for revenge, that will be ironclad proof." Qin Zhong said.

  Lao Gui didn't have Qin Zhong's calm and steady demeanor. His eyes were rolling around, and suddenly he seemed to be possessed by a spirit. He muttered something under his breath, then quickly said: "I'll take care of things here. We must burn these white bones, otherwise this construction site will just be for show."

  The two men were at an impasse, and Fang Shu thought for a moment before adding, "Why don't we do this: let's take the middle path and wait for those in power to arrive. Once they've made their assessment, we can talk about it then. I think it won't be delayed for too long."

  Qin Zhong nodded, he had been observing the old man's appearance, seemingly always concerned about his face problem. Thinking of this, he dialed the phone, and within two hours, the authoritative institution for identifying history arrived at the scene. After careful identification, the white bones on the construction site belonged to the living bodies that were experimented on in the past. This was the ironclad evidence of Japan's crime back then.

  This matter has come to an end, the old ghost lost face and left the scene on a pretext, and did not appear in the archives for several days. Only that Uncle Fang came here to surf the internet every day, as if he were going to work, always punctual.

  Qin Zhong spent the past few days studying the books left behind by his grandfather, especially the "Ghost Doctor's Handbook" of the Han army. At the same time, he also browsed through some antique books and researched the year of the phoenix crown and red robe. To his surprise, he found that these two things were actually from the late Qing dynasty. It seems that these two items cannot be sold as handicrafts, but are likely to be very valuable antiques.

  However, when he was preparing to go down the 137th cave again, he pulled out a super-long power cord from the construction site, as well as some necessary things from the Ghost Doctor's manual. During this time, he also found two Korean military personnel and copied all the contents of his home DV onto his own U-disk.

  Until he decided to go down the 137th cave again two days later, that old ghost appeared again. This time he came to scold Qin Zhong, but what he said seemed not to be scolding, but rather inquiring about Qin Zhong's recent whereabouts.

  Qin Zhong increasingly felt that the old man's state was strange, but he still didn't point out what was wrong with the old man. As the old man was about to leave, Qin Zhong said to him: "Old ghost, you're really annoying, can you please not come looking for me these two days? I'm going out to pick up chicks and don't have time to deal with you. Next week I'll be going on a trip, can you let me relax for a few days? Do you think it's easy for me to keep an eye on this archive?"

  "You little scoundrel, you uncouth rascal! Still going out to pick up chicks? Don't tell me you're looking for that church girl again, you can only find a shrew like that!" The old devil said this as he spoke, but from behind him came a gust of wind and two slaps landed on the back of his head with a loud crack.

  Qin Zhong couldn't help but laugh, people can't think wildly, whoever he thought of would appear. Meng Na slapped the old ghost on the back of his head with two loud slaps, the force was unprecedented, it's a wonder the old ghost wasn't knocked unconscious, and to make matters worse, the old ghost was still wearing a wig.

  "You're an old hag who won't die, who let you talk about others behind their backs? She's not a lady, but at least she's not a shrew." Mona cursed.

  The old ghost saw that Qin Zhong had come to help, and it could be said that they were on good terms. He couldn't save face either, knowing he had been outsmarted, so he turned his head and left the first floor lounge.

  As soon as the old ghost left, Qin Zhong immediately lifted his spirits and whispered to Meng Na's ear: "This old guy is not right, he just said that next week * trip, the ticket has been booked."

  "Oh? Good!" Meng Na had always been Qin Zhong's loyal follower.

  Qin Zhong nodded, and the two of them started acting. After they finished speaking, Qin Zhong secretly stuck his head out of the window on the first floor and discovered a figure flashing by outside the wall on the first floor. He didn't know if that person was Old Ghost or not, but he had been feeling like something was off about Old Ghost lately.

  For the next three days, Lao Gui came to the archives every day, almost as if he had become Fang Shu. This unusual behavior made Qin Zhong feel uneasy.

  Qin Zhong thought many times about the old ghost, and from every incident that occurred, the old ghost couldn't be linked to anything they had seen. But if he was indeed the mysterious person, then perhaps only footprints could match up. However, finding the old ghost's footprints wasn't an easy task either.

  He thought of a way, ran to the first floor to fetch a kettle of tea, and sent it upstairs. Seeing Lao Gui and Fang Shu discussing something, Qin Zhong put the teapot on the table: "Fang Shu, I've brewed Japanese green tea for you. I had a sip just now, and the taste is not bad."

  Lao Gui's expression changed slightly when he heard the Japanese Qing tea, but Qin Zhong didn't notice. When leaving, he said to Lao Fang: "Uncle Fang, this pot of tea is only for you to drink, others are not worthy of drinking such expensive tea."

  After finishing speaking, Qin Zhong hurried downstairs and leaned against the sofa with Meng Na. The four eyes stared at the clock on the wall. Before long, Qin Zhong chuckled softly: "The time is just right."

  "Hmm, I think Mark and them should be done too?"