"Okay, you asked me to demolish this," the cautious Shen looked nervously to both sides after speaking, as if he was afraid that someone would stand up and denounce him.
I watched him pull out the envelope, and was about to tear the glued seal, when he suddenly stopped.
"Gee, wouldn't it be illegal for us to do this?"
he said in shock.
"Shouldn't important evidence be provided to the police, in case it can help them determine the cause of Haitao's death, if he kills, in case the murderer can be found, will we do this, will it be to obstruct official business and destroy evidence privately?"
I see that he is so forward-looking, don't mention how anxious he is.
I snatched the envelope from his hand, and before he could react, I had already tore it open.
"Brother, if the police trouble you in the future, you will say that you originally wanted to hand over this important evidence to the state, but I robbed it, if you are looking for a witness, you will find Linzi, and he can testify against you."
While speaking, I took out the letter paper, Shen Zhiming was dumbfounded, blinked his eyes, and finally didn't say anything.
As soon as I opened the white letter, I froze, feeling that all the pores of my body were open, my hairs stood up, and my scalp was numb.
"What's the matter" Linzi asked as he took out the letter paper, and after just one glance, he was instantly petrified.
Shen Zhiming couldn't hold back his curiosity for a long time, took the letter paper from Linzi's hand, and then hung a question mark on his head.
"Eh, Hadron, you see what this is" I shook my head, "It's because I can't understand it, it's scary." ” "What do you mean, can you be specific" Shen Zhiming scratched his head, looking confused.
Linzi told him that we don't know the situation about it, so we can't say it specifically.
In fact, the content on the letter paper is some mysterious text, and Linzi and I can't understand it.
But the terrible thing is that Vice President Wang once wrote such a text, when Vice President Wang was in office, Wang Ying and I went to steal a copy of Du Hao's entry file and secretly ran to Vice President Wang's office.
At that time, we saw that Vice President Wang was sleepwalking, and he kept writing those words, all of which were the same content, just like the words on the piece of paper in my hand.
Later, we had a lot of speculations and knew several answers, such as that it was written about ancient witchcraft or spells, or that someone was controlling Vice President Wang and making him do some strange things, and that it might be Vice President Wang's confession.
But either way, we didn't know for sure what those words really meant, no one could translate them, and not even Vice President Wang knew what he was writing.
What I don't understand the most is why Vice President Wang wrote those words, and what is the meaning "Brother Zhiming, you also study history, right?"
I asked him.
Shen Zhiming nodded: "What's wrong?"
"Then you must know some knowledgeable professors, can you take a picture of this letter and show it to those professors tomorrow, and ask if they can read it."
Shen Zhiming nodded, immediately took out his mobile phone, took a picture of it, and then Linzi and I both wanted us to keep the letter.
Shen Zhiming said indifferently: "Anyway, you have already snatched it from me, isn't this what you said just now?"
This guy is a quick learner Putting the letter away, I was always wondering what it was about to convey and who it was going to send if it was a letter.
I saw that Shen Zhiming was hesitant, and his expression was not very natural, as if he still had something to say, so I asked him what he was thinking.
Shen Zhiming glanced at me, cleared his throat and said: "Qiangzi, I have always felt that Haitao is doing a very dangerous thing, I have asked him several times, but he refuses to say, but through my observation, I feel that he has deviated from the subject of his research, as if there is something."
"Something" "I mean, he's attracted to something, something that's not normal."
Shen Zhiming began to hesitate, and I was even more confused.
"Just like the content of this letter, don't you think there is a problem, why did Haitao suddenly write a letter in a script that we can't understand, and when did he learn this language?"
"Then you might as well tell us what he is working on first, and how you feel that he is doing something dangerous," Linzi asked.
"He studied the history of the Yin Shang period, specifically about the sacrificial customs of that time."
He looked at us again, "You know what I'm talking about."
Shen Zhiming was afraid that we didn't study history and wouldn't understand what he said, and if he told me anything else, I might really not understand, but what he said happened to be something I understood.
Because after escaping from Linzi's hometown before, we already knew something, and knew that the sacrifices in that period were very cruel and unreasonable, using people as sacrifices, and there was a special name called human animals.
The sacrifice of human animals to heaven and earth was called use, and the people at that time were extremely bloody, and they may even be cannibalistic.
In Linzi's hometown, that small remote village still follows the ancient and cruel form of sacrifice.
I still remember the big iron pot I saw on the altar at that time, and it was filled with boiling blood and human bones.
Thinking of this, I felt a convulsion in my stomach, and I couldn't help but run to the side, crouched down next to the tree pit and threw up.
Linzi came over to pat me on the back, and Shen Zhiming was also busy asking me what was wrong.
"I know the historical stories you mentioned."
I wiped my mouth and said to him, my throat aching.
"That's not the story, it's true, there are a lot of relevant records, as well as strong inferences and the ruins of Yin Ruins can prove it, but after the Zhou Dynasty, that terrible history was buried."
Shen Zhiming was a little excited, when it came to history and academic issues, his eyes lit up, and he was very excited, which made me suddenly think of a dead person, Zhou Ming, who also studied history.
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He was also a student of Professor Lan, who is also a professor in the Department of History.
Wait, are these all coincidences I felt my scalp tingle again, this time not because of fear, but from excitement. : "Brother Zhiming, you go on, Haitao is obsessed with studying this history, and then he starts to study something again" I continued to ask.
"He began to study symbols and words, and read books from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad" Speaking of this, Shen Zhiming looked at the photo of the letter he had just taken on his mobile phone, "This letter must have something to do with what he studied" In this case, if you can find Haitao's research results at that time, you may be able to translate this letter "Can you find Haitao's notes or a list of books you read?"
I asked excitedly.
"En" Shen Zhiming was also very excited, "I'll go back, while his things are still there, you can go with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, my phone rang.
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