I'm really sorry, I sat by the computer for a whole night yesterday, and there were clearly plots in my mind, but I just couldn't write them out. As a result, only one chapter was updated. Today is also quite busy, so it's definitely not possible to make up for it. Tomorrow, Quiet Night will definitely make up for it. To those who have recommendation tickets, please give them to Quiet Night as soon as possible, and take it as a motivation for Quiet Night to write more. I'm extremely grateful.

  The conference room of Jinyang City Bureau, the persons in charge of several police stations in the main urban area of Jinyang City were all surrounded by a round table with tired faces, and there were also a few unfamiliar faces, who were the heads of public security organs from Nan Yun County.

  "After expert analysis and identification, the ancient tomb stolen in Nanyun County has a history of about 1,800 years and is likely to be a companion tomb of the Northern Han royal family..."

  Guo Tiezhu held the fax from Beijing, and with each sentence he read, his face turned uglier. By the time he finished reading the entire fax, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the whole conference room fell into an awkward silence.

  As of today, Jinyang City has been under martial law for three days. The main police force from both Jinyang City and Nanyun County have conducted a thorough search throughout the city for three days. The police are exhausted, but they haven't even caught a glimpse of the tomb raiders.

  "I know everyone is tired and feeling unwell. I'm also worried, all the clues point to the cultural relics from the ancient tomb flowing into Jinyang City..." After becoming the director of the municipal bureau, Guo Tiezhu's arrogant air had decreased a lot, his eyes were red as he said: "I can be sure now, the tomb robbers are in Jinyang City. Now we're competing with those tomb robbers to see who has more patience, whoever loses their patience first will lose."

  "Director Guo, what if the tomb raiders just wait and do nothing? Are we going to keep searching day and night like this?" said the director of the Beicheng District Police Station with dissatisfaction. He was also a strong contender for the position of municipal bureau director, but in the end, he inexplicably lost to Guo Tiezhu. Whenever he had the chance, he would sarcastically mock Guo Tiezhu.

  "As long as we ensure that the cultural relics do not flow out of the country, our task is already half completed. Now, the police force outside is constantly gathering in Jinyang City, and even a special case team has been dispatched to take over this case. Do you think those tomb robbers will be able to hide at that time?" Guo Tiezhu gave the director of the Chengbei Police Station a sideways glance and snorted coldly.

  “……”

  The Jinyang City police were on high alert, and Vincent's three men hiding in the underground room of the Jinyang City cement plant were also on edge. Because Oli and Hei Dao had been so blatant in their actions in Nanyun County earlier, almost as soon as the ancient tomb was discovered to have been robbed, Oli and Hei Dao's identities were exposed. Now every street and alleyway was filled with police, and there were even wanted posters up. As a result, Oli and Hei Dao didn't dare venture out.

  Vincent's identity was not exposed, but because of his foreigner status, he was also closely monitored by the police, so he didn't dare to move around the cement factory building frequently.

  With a "whoosh" sound, a sharp whistling noise echoed through the air, followed by a dazzling silver light flashing across the underground room, and then with a "ding" sound, it deeply embedded itself into the red heart of the target behind the door.

  For three days, Hei Dao didn't leave the basement for a single step, the flying knives in his hand seemed to be endless, and he kept throwing them non-stop.

  On Oli's knee was an open sandalwood box, and in his hands he held a square piece of jade. From time to time, he would bring the jade to his nose and sniff it, then stare at it with a dazed expression, asking in a trance-like state: "Hei Dao, do you think this piece of jade is worth a lot of money?"

  His answer was the whizzing sound of flying knives and the clanging sound.

  Auli never expected Hei Dao to answer his question anyway. With a slam, he closed the wooden box and began to examine other artifacts in the basement.

  Although Oli had been familiar with these artifacts for several days, he was still enthusiastically admiring them back and forth, his infatuation with the artifacts rivaling Hei Dao's obsession with flying knives.

  At the moment when Oli closed the agarwood box, Gigi, who had just arrived outside the basement, suddenly stopped in her tracks. She looked around in confusion, wondering why the spiritual fluctuations had suddenly disappeared.

  Song Baiyu also found something was wrong after he entered the gate of the cement plant.

  But he followed Gigi's twists and turns, and unexpectedly found a few cigarette butts in the hidden corners of the factory area. They were very intact, and it was clear that they had been thrown away not long ago. The cement plant had been sealed off for two months, who would casually run to the cement plant area to take a stroll?

  Song Baiyu observed the cigarette butt and found it was an unfamiliar brand, which deepened his confusion. The villagers of Tuozi Village might have passed by here or even stayed for a while, but they would never smoke such high-end cigarettes, so the origin of the cigarette butt was suspicious.

  Right next to it, Song Baiyu found some clues in the trash can on the side, such as leftover food, tissue paper, fast food boxes, and KFC snack packaging papers.

  Judging from the trash and cigarette butts, Song Baiyu determined that someone must have come to the cement factory in the past few days, and it was highly likely a foreigner. But what would a foreigner do in an abandoned cement factory after eating their fill?

  "Could it be that damned Brit who can't bear to part with his own factory, coming over here for no reason to reminisce?" Song Boyu thought maliciously in his heart, but he quickly overturned this idea of his. That Brit, even if he came to reminisce about this sealed cement plant, wouldn't possibly bring some food and have a meal here.

  Song Baiyu was speculating about various possibilities while walking towards where Jiji was.

  "Master, the spiritual energy fluctuations disappeared just around here. There should be an underground room here, and there's someone in the underground room too, but I couldn't find the entrance." Jiji transmitted to Song Baiyu as he walked near.

  Song Baiyu looked at the thick wall in front of him, and couldn't see any signs of a switch. He furrowed his brow, if it wasn't for Jiji reminding him, he wouldn't have believed her words, especially after finding so many abnormalities outside. Now, he had no choice but to follow Jiji to search for the entrance to the underground room.

  "Could it be that the two fugitives from the wanted poster are hiding here?" At this moment, Song Baiyu's mind suddenly and uncontrollably surged with this idea. Although he wasn't involved in the city bureau's operation, it didn't stop him from learning about the general content of this operation through other channels.

  After searching for a few minutes, Song Baiyu still couldn't find where the entrance to the so-called underground room was, while Jiji was jumping up and down on one side, anxiously scratching his ears and cheeks.

  Soon, Song Baiyu's eyes lit up and he stopped searching, a happy smile appearing on his face.

  "Master, have you found the entrance?" JiJi asked excitedly, noticing Song Baiyu's unusual expression, as if a student who had been stuck on a difficult problem for half a day suddenly yearned to know the answer.

  "I didn't find the entrance, but I have a way to make the basement door open automatically," Song Boyu said, quickly taking out his mobile phone and dialing Luo Shuyuan's number.

  " Luo, I've found the bandits' trail, it's in the underground room of the cement factory in Jinyang City, come quickly." Almost as soon as Luo Shuyuan answered the phone, Song Boyu hastily said this sentence and then hung up the phone.

  As soon as Song Baiyu's words fell, he saw the originally thick wall suddenly rise up without warning, revealing a vast space inside. Immediately after, a dazzling cold light mixed with a sharp breaking sound shot straight at his throat.

  "What a fast speed!" Feeling the momentum of this knife, Song Baiyu's face changed greatly. If he had encountered Jiji before, he would have absolutely no confidence in dodging this knife, because the speed of this knife was almost comparable to Jiji's speed.

  However, after Jiji showed off its speed talent, Song Baiyu didn't stop practicing with Jiji. Although Song Baiyu's consciousness couldn't keep up with the knife's speed, his body reacted before his consciousness did.

  A soft "hmm" sound reached Song Baiyu's ears, and immediately his face changed color. Because his body hadn't even steadied itself yet, he discovered that three more flying knives were already there waiting for him to crash into them.

  "Hei Dao, it's really boring to see you fight with others. No matter how strong or weak your opponent is, you always use 100% of your strength. It's as if your brain and tendons are not connected." Oli's sigh echoed in the underground room.

  In Oli's eyes, Hei Dao was almost an invincible existence, and his fighting style had never changed throughout the ages. Except for sneak attacks, it was always sneak attacks, and each time he used all his strength. Oli had never seen anyone who could dodge Hei Dao's sneak attack, so he didn't even bother to look at Song Bo Yu, continuing to play with the cultural relic in his hand.