Chapter 825: Little Ta Awakens

phone, stood up from their seats with a whoosh."It's Lin Feng, Lin Feng has returned from the Xihe Secret Realm!"Long Shuai was visibly excited."I said, what are you so excited about Even if Lam Fung...Oh!

On a chair not far away, sat a skeletal figure, white as bone.

Li Yuanlang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end. 。

Startled, his hand slipped and the flashlight fell to the ground with a crisp "clatter".

He hurriedly picked it up, his back breaking out in a cold sweat. Combined with the icy temperature inside the cave, Li Yuanlang couldn't help but shiver all over and let out a big sneeze. 。After taking several deep breaths to steady himself, Li Yuanlang picked up his flashlight and, with a surge of courage, slowly approached the skeleton. 。Only now did he notice that, looking at it, the skeleton was not very large; it wasn't an adult's, but a child's. 。As for how old he was, Lui Yiu-ming couldn't guess. He couldn't figure it out either. 。However, some rope remnants were found on this child skeleton. It must have been tied to a chair in life, either starving or thirsting to death. 。

Look at this chair again, it appears to be faded. Upon closer inspection, there are actually flecks of gold paint.

There are also sculptures that look very much like dragons. 。Li Yuanlang was a little surprised, could it be the legendary Dragon Throne The dragon is a symbol of imperial power, and gold is also a color exclusive to the royal family. 。Although the cave didn't contain the trove of valuable jewels that Li Yuanlang had imagined, this chair, resembling a dragon throne, was an absolute treasure if genuine. Its value couldn't be measured in mere money. 。At this moment, Li Yuanlang's mood gradually shifted from shock to curiosity and excitement. 。He looked around the chair again and again, guessing that Old Master Jin had always loved collecting things, estimating that this chair must be his treasure, a favorite piece. 。This is not just reflected in the value of the chair, but more clearly shows what the dragon throne represents. 。Power, supreme power! Huh! There was a black hood not far from the chair. Because it was in the corner, if Li Yuanlang hadn't been looking for it deliberately, he wouldn't have found it at all. 。So, he walked over and bent down to pick it up, shook off the dust and opened it. 。There seemed to be a few things inside. Before he could get a good look, he heard Hao San Ye's crisp voice echoing from the opening of the hole: "Young man, it's almost dawn, come back." 。Okay, I'll go back now. 。“Li Yuanlang agreed with his mouth, took out his phone to record the scene here, especially that dragon throne.” 。

It's strange, my phone screen is black, no matter what I do it won't turn on.

Li Yuanlang clearly remembered that his phone was fully charged before it came, it shouldn't be like this. 。The more anxious you get, the harder it is to open your phone. 。while over there, Old Master Hao San was urging him incessantly at the cave entrance. With no other choice, Li Yuanlang had to give up

Anyway, the dragon throne can't escape. It's not too late to deal with it next time.

Then, Li Yuanlang carried the black sack and returned along the original path. 。

Lao San pulled him out from inside, didn't ask any questions, and just said: "Hurry down the mountain, it won't be good when dawn breaks."

As for how it could be bad, no matter how Li Yuanlang pressed him, Master Hao remained tight-lipped, refusing to answer. 。He's such a peculiar old man. 。After returning, Master Hao San brought Li Yuanlang back to where he had been dropped off. Without a word, he simply rowed the boat away. 。He looked like he was running to catch a train, in a hurry. 。Li Yuanlang stood by the bank, watching Hao Sangu's disappearing figure, and shook his head helplessly with a wry smile. 。Back in the room, Li Yuanlang quickly opened the black bag. 。

Out of it came a set of white clothes and pants for a child.

And on that white garment, there were at least five holes, each with a black mark around it. 。

Spots of different sizes

Li Yuanlang frowned, lit a cigarette and pondered as he smoked. 。

No matter how you look at it, it seems like someone has slashed into the owner of this garment, cutting them to pieces and leaving blood everywhere.

Also, based on the size of the clothing, Li Yuanlang judged that it should be a child, at most no more than five years old. 。He was astonished, wondering what kind of person could be so cruel as to inflict such harm on a young child. The wounds were all around the heart, clearly intended to kill. 。Thinking back on the skeleton bound to the dragon throne, there's reason to believe the clothing might very well belong to the deceased. 。

Even now, Li Yuanlang still doesn't understand why there was a child's white bone tied to the dragon throne. What was it trying to say or express

He searched the black pouch thoroughly, but besides this set of clothes, there was nothing else.

Li Yuanlang paced back and forth in the room, his mind racing with plans for the next step.

After a sleepless night, Li Yuanlang finally felt sleepy at this moment. 。I took a hot shower, lay in bed for a short while and fell asleep. 。Li Yuanlang slept soundly through the night. When he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. 。

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was almost nine o'clock.

He quickly sat up and called his wife first on his phone. 。At this moment, Li Yuanlang made no more attempts to conceal the truth. He recounted his nocturnal exploration of the cave from beginning to end. 。"Look, you're almost forty years old, and you're still taking such risks. What if something happens to you What would Qingqing and I do" 。Bai Qing couldn't help but scold Li Yuanlang a few words. 。Li Yuanlang chuckled, "I'm fine. It's nothing, I just don't want you to worry, I didn't tell you yesterday." 。"Honey, there's something I can't decide on..." 。"Saying that, Li Yuanlang demonstrated in front of the camera the shirt with stitching marks worn by a child." 。I want to look into this garment. The skeleton terrified me, and I dreamt of it every night. There was always a bloody boy who wanted me to avenge him. 。Li Yuanlang swallowed hard, his heart still pounding as he continued, “I want the Public Security Bureau to test it, after all, this involves the Jin family. I don't want people from Dedong City to get involved.” 。I can't think of anyone suitable for the job right now. 。"Can you give me some ideas Who would be the most suitable to go to"

Bai Qing smiled, "Given your current situation, I think you could go to Jiabai City and find Yue's secretary."

He is now the secretary of the Jia Bai Municipal Committee. He has been there for so long, he should have trustworthy people in the Public Security Bureau. 。"Still, you're the smarter one, wife." 。"Li Yuanlang exclaimed in surprise, "How could I have not thought of this" 。If you say so, then do it. 。Li Yuanlang immediately contacted Yue Zhihua. 。

Yue Shuj, I am Yuanlang

Yue Zhihua burst into laughter, "Yuan Lang, no, you should be called Mayor Li." 。It's been so long since you took office, and I haven't congratulated you yet. How are things going Are you doing well in Deping City" Li Yuanlang said wistfully, "I can only say that it's okay..." 。“Changing the subject, Li Yuanlang revealed the truth and asked Yue Zhihua for a favor.” 。"You said >>> 。After hearing that Li Yuanlang wanted to examine a child's clothing, Yue Zhihua felt that there was something unusual about it, so he said: "I have nothing to do today, Yuanlang. Come here, I'll treat you to a drink." 。While Dedong City is not geographically close to Jiabai City, there is a shortcut through AnTing County where Li Yuanlang resides. This route avoids the highway and involves switching between provincial and county roads, allowing for a two-hour drive to Jiabai City center. 。In order to save time, Li Yuanlang didn't even have time for breakfast and asked Wu Ge to take him on a shortcut straight to Jiabai Market. 。At this point, Wu Ge had transformed into Li Yuanlang's driver and secretary. 。Through the rearview mirror, he observed Li Yuanlang was deep in thought. 。Since the poem was revealed, Wu Ge felt that Li Yuanlang had changed as a person, especially after last night, Wu Ge guessed that Li Yuanlang must have gone through something. 。Years of experience as a secretary instilled in Wu Ge the good habit of keeping his mouth shut. 。Though he was a few years older than Li Yuanlang, the difference in their status meant that on his way to Jiabai City, he didn't take the initiative to ask a single question. 。

He only answered when Li Yuanlang asked him questions, and that was all.

Yue Zhihua hosted Li Yuanlang at his residence.

It had been several months since the two friends last met, and there was certainly a lot to catch up on. 。Hearing about Li Yuanlang's predicament, Yue Zhihua spoke calmly: "Yuanlang, this matter can't be based solely on Tian Jiayi's words. You need to delve into the specifics of Jia Ming Company and conduct a deep analysis..." 。In my experience, since Wang Haichen is involved here, he has the suspicion of personal revenge. So, why didn't Tian Jiayi appeal through proper channels Why did he specifically come to you"Li Yuanlang sighed: "Secretary Yue, I have thought about this question and analyzed it..." 。I reckon there's definitely something going on between Tian Jia yi and Wang Haichen that they aren't telling us. 。However, this is just my personal guess. Simply put, real estate developers must have good relationships with local governments to succeed in developing land. 。What is a golden land A golden land, besides its geographical location, must also have enough attractions nearby to attract homebuyers. 。Just like a house in a good school district, if there isn't a good school, the house is worthless. 。Then the question arises, only the government has the right to decide where schools are built. 。To be honest, just being built in the middle of nowhere, everything around it even a blade of grass, saw its value doubled. 。"g to unprecedented heights, unrivaled by all, what difference does it makeTribal decline, hearts turn diverse.The rise of a race ultimately cannot be achieved by the efforts of just a few people."In t...