Chapter 29 Wu Erbai's Investigation
"Oh, naive, that's right. If there is anything that can't be solved by a small barbecue, then let's have another one.

You see, what Xiao Wuzi said is right." The fat man said while chewing the skewers.

"That's right. Come on, Tian Zhen, take a powerful pill and you will live like a tiger. It's a last resort when you reach middle age. This thing can help you have sex seven times a night." Wu Suowei took out the Dingfei Xuanlong Pill in a sly manner.

It has been more than ten days since Wu Xie was last given the Dingfei Xuanlong Pill, and he has been taking the medicine these days.

In order to find his third uncle, he had been holding back. But these past few days, he was emotional and it was raining.

I started coughing, and although I took medicine, it was still uncomfortable.

It just so happened that the system gave me another Dingfei Xuanlong Pill.

Although it was just the same as the last one, it could also relieve Wu Xie's pain. It was better than the medicine prescribed by the hospital.

"What is it, a little blue pill?" The fat man snatched it away and stared at Wu Suowei without blinking.

"Hehe, there's something going on here. Look, it's still blue. Tell me, Tian Zhen, what's the matter with you guys, ahem, transaction?" Fatty Yin said with a smile.

"Get out of here, what are you thinking about? You LSP, this is cold medicine for Wu Xie." Wu Suowei looked at Wu Xie and said.

Wu Xie looked at the medicine Wu Suowei took out, which was exactly the same as the one he gave him last time. He immediately understood something and nodded to Wu Suowei.

I didn't ask him why he still had it. Isn't it said to be very rare?

However, this medicine does work.

Wu Xie swallowed it with water, and the young man beside him stared at Wu Xie closely.

After a while, the medicine took effect immediately.

The young man nodded at Wu Suowei.

"Oh, okay, are you guys in trouble? Don't worry, I've been drinking, but my eyesight is still good. The three of you are flirting with each other, and I've been abandoned." The fat man is still fat, howling, but it doesn't rain. The funny actions never stop, the happy big pony.

Wu Suowei hugged the fat man and said, "You damn fat man, you have such a loud voice, don't attract wolves."

"Get lost, Xiao Wuzi."

Several people started fighting again.

Just when they were playing around here without restraint.

On the other hand, Wu Erbai's search for his mother Xuehai has almost progressed.

Wu Erbai, the old fox of the Wu family, had already obtained the same information that Wu Xie and his friends had obtained from various channels.

And he had been paying attention to Wu Xie's movements. When Wu Xie and his companions left the abandoned weather station, Wu Erbai took Erjing to investigate.

Wu Erbai and Erjing discovered a storage room hidden in the secret room, where they found clues about Mu Xuehai.

As for the clues in the investigation of Wu Xie and his team, they had already been thoroughly investigated.

Going further than their investigation.

Well, let’s check out the gold medal undercover agent online.

Early in the morning.

Wu Erbai combined the information he had received from Tangtang with the information he had investigated himself.

Found the guy who used to restore the murals at the weather station.

Mother Snow Sea.

Under the leadership of Erjing, Wu Erbai and his friends, who had been with him for many years, drove to an old building.

"Second Master, this is it." Erjing said, pointing to the old building.

"Ah."

"As you expected, he is indeed a member of the 044 Archaeological Team. His name is Mu Xuehai."

"This person suddenly disappeared in the 1980s."

Erjing stood at the door of Mu Xuehai's residence, recounting everything he had discovered.

Wu Erbai listened and thought silently.

Wu Erbai, this old fox, is scheming, shrewd and calm, and is the soul of the Wu family.

He seems to be indifferent to the world, but in fact he is cautious in every step.

He naturally knew that this matter was not that simple. He was thinking about this Mu Xuehai as one of the members of the 044 archaeological project.

Maybe you know something.

So he looked at the door and motioned Erjing to open it and go in to take a look.

Erjing knocked twice and opened the door cautiously.

Then he turned around and looked at Wu Erbai, as if he had discovered something.

"Second Master."

Wu Erbai asked him to continue opening the door and going in.

As the two entered the room, they frowned. They saw a freshly eaten lunch box and some tools for restoring the murals on the table in Mu Xuehai's house.

The house also had a bad smell.

It doesn't look like a place where normal people live.

The walls were covered with pieces of paper with strange patterns drawn on them.

There is drawing paper and discarded newspapers.

Sticked on the wall in a mess.

It doesn't look like art. "Boom."

Just then, the two heard some noise in the room.

As soon as Erjing entered, he found someone under the bed.

He lifted the quilt on the bed.

There was indeed someone hiding under the bed.

It is Mu Xuehai.

"come out."

Erjing pulled him out. He had messy hair and was dirty all over.

It is Mu Xuehai.

Mu Xuehai looked extremely frightened, as if she had been threatened, and she kept muttering to herself.

"I really can't draw. You guys should stop supporting me and let me fend for myself."

Wu Erbai looked at him seriously and questioned.

"What are you drawing?"

"Thunder, draw thunder."

Mu Xuehai felt oppressed and replied with a blank look in her eyes.

When Wu Erbai heard the word "lei", he knew that this person really knew something.

So he continued to question.

"Do you know Wu Sanxing and Yang Daguang? How did Yang Daguang die?" Wu Erbai asked.

He was thinking about the body in the weather station and why it appeared there, why the person who sent the text message wanted Wu Xie to go, and what happened in the underground palace of the King of the South China Sea.

Perhaps Mu Xuehai, who had been to the underground palace of the King of Nanhai when the archaeological team was restoring the murals, knew what happened back then.

It's just that Mu Xuehai was acting crazy and terrified, and her answers were completely irrelevant.

"I dont go."

"Da Guang, I can't put the mural together, I can't put the mural together..."

“Can you restore the murals?”

Wu Erbai kept questioning Mu Xuehai.

"Don't force me, don't force me, Daguang." Mu Xuehai was still muttering to herself.

I don't know if he is really stupid or just pretending.

"Erjing, send someone to check immediately. This crazy guy has lived here for so many years. Who has been taking care of him? Tell me immediately if you have any information." Wu Erbai ordered Erjing.

"Okay." Erjing replied.

"Also, get a doctor for this guy right away and give him a thorough diagnosis." Wu Erbai said to Mu Xuehai.

See if this guy is really crazy or just pretending to be crazy.

"Yes."

Erjing obeyed the order and helped Mu Xuehai out.

"Come on."

Wu Erbai continued to search for any clues.

On the table he found a rather old but well-preserved green album.

After flipping through the photo album for a while, he suddenly saw a photo and took it out. It was a photo of him and his dream girl when he was young.

Qi and Jin.

Staring at the photo, Wu Erbai was deeply immersed in memories.

Then he went back with the photo.

With Mu Xuehai as a clue, he already had a plan for the next step in mind.

"It's time to call back that kid Wu Xie."

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at the same time.

After returning from Yang Daguang’s old house.

Wu Xie and his group returned to Wushanju and rested for a night.

I woke up early in the morning and started to integrate the gains from this time and determine the next plan.

Wu Xie got caught in a lot of rain last night.

Look, I caught a cold early in the morning.

But he still sat at the table and took notes. He became the little note-taking prince and began to think about what happened during this period and sort out the clues of Tinglei.

The young man couldn't help but frown after seeing his condition.

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(End of this chapter)