Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

"Expert Lu, you can't throw mud at Lin Chuan without evidence,"

Qin Sisi said with pursed lips, huffing.

"I'm just speculating,"

Old Lu chuckled apologetically. "I'm not trying to slander him. It's just that he's too skilled. Besides the Double Finger Probe, look at the habits he has when he enters the tomb chamber. He's even more proficient than me. Think about it, how many tombs have I entered?"

"Expert Lu, people are different from each other. Lin Chuan researched for his novels and found genuine information. Learning some careful habits for entering ancient tombs can be explained that way, right?" Qin Sisi folded her arms and stared steadily at the archaeological expert.

Old Lu's face turned shades of green and red.

People are different from each other?

How damn hurtful!

He researches for novels and has such competence, and me, carrying a cutting machine into ancient tombs, still ends up... a noob?

Wuwuwu—

"Alright, let's not argue anymore,"

The director of the Archaeological Research Institute, Su Yu, acted as the peacemaker and turned to talk to the archaeological expert Old Lu. "Old Lu, Lin is now our greatest contributor to finding and entering ancient tombs. In the future, don't say things that aren't conducive to unity."

"Okay, Director, I was only speculating, nothing more,"

Old Lu pouted as if aggrieved.

"I know, I know," Su Yu laughed, then he said to Qin Sisi, "Sisi, you're familiar with Officer Shen, try to find out more about Comrade Lin."

"Director, you don't really believe that Lin Chuan is a Touch Gold Captain, do you?" Qin Sisi furrowed her brows.

Su Yu quickly waved his hands, "How could that be? He's a person introduced by Zhang Biao. I still trust him. What I mean by checking him out is I'd like to ask him to help us more, maybe even be affiliated with our Archaeological Team."

"I see,"

Qin Sisi said in realization, nodding her head. "Alright. Tonight, I'll see if I can invite him and Qianqian out for dinner, then ask for his views on the Archaeological Team. What do you think, Director?"

"No problem, you can expense it!" The Director laughed heartily.

A gentle breeze blew.

Old Lu smoothed out the few strands of hair on his balding head, lost in thought.

Today, he had mainly witnessed Lin Chuan's expertise in "Dragon-Seeking and Positioning," "Art of Soil Sniffing," and "Double Finger Probe."

"Double Finger Probe" was impossible for him to learn.

After all, his were too short.

Cough, his index and middle fingers were too short.

As for "Dragon-Seeking and Positioning" and "Art of Soil Sniffing," he could at least give it a try.

He looked up and surveyed the mountainous terrain surrounding them. Peaks stood proudly upon the earth, rolling hills stretched continuously like winding dragons, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, their summits cloaked in a thin veil of golden sheen.

But after a good long look.

Indeed, as Qin Sisi said, people are different.

"These are just ordinary mountains, what's so special about them?" the archaeological expert Old Lu grumbled as he frowned, then sighed, "Forget it, let's try the Art of Soil Sniffing. My nose is quite sensitive."

No sooner said than done.

He tried to pick up a clump of earth from the ground and sniff it close to his nose.

The earth's fragrance entered his nostrils, a scent wafted through his chest, detecting no strange smells.

Unconvinced, Old Lu tried smelling the soil from another spot.

After three or four times scooping up clumps of earth, there was no difference.

This time, he moved to a corner, scooped up the earth, and sniffed it closely. This time, his eyes lit up.

Archaeological expert Old Lu didn't smell the earth's fragrance or fresh scent but a different odor altogether.

Suddenly!

Old Lu's face turned ashen, and with a disgusted toss, he flung the clump of dirt to the ground, cursing, "Which little bastard peed here, damn it!"

The Art of Soil Sniffing isn't so easy to master after all.

The stench of urine is really overpowering!

Old Lu felt his stomach churn, he dry heaved and felt completely befuddled.

A breeze blew by, bringing the cool of the evening, and the mist from the riverside began to rise, helping Old Lu to recover a bit.

He muttered to himself, "Looks like I'm not cut out for this. I have to learn from that kid Lin Chuan, after all, I'm an expert, not a brick specialist."

...

The rays of the setting sun glinted off the river surface at Anling, the water shimmering with flecks of gold, occasionally disturbed by birds, creating ripples.

On the road beside the riverbank, a white SUV slowly pulled over to the side.

"Comrade Lin Chuan, there's a dinner party tonight, are you going?" Shen Qianqian asked from the driver's seat, turning to look at Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow and asked, "You're treating?"

"Of course not, I couldn't possibly treat you, such a deity," Shen Qianqian said with a self-deprecating smile on her sweet face, a touch of desolation in it.

Lin Chuan let out an awkward laugh, asking, "Then who's the host?"

"Sisi's treating."

Shen Qianqian smiled.

"Her? Why would she invite me to dinner out of the blue?" Lin Chuan asked, somewhat surprised.

"All because you've been too outstanding, making my old classmate take notice," Shen Qianqian teased, holding the steering wheel.

"So it's my fault?"

Lin Chuan laughed and joked.

"Or should we blame me?" Shen Qianqian winked, revealing a knowing smile.

"Actually, it is your fault. If you hadn't introduced this collaboration to me, I wouldn't have gone to the Archaeological Research Institute, nor entered that tomb," Lin Chuan laughed heartily.

Shen Qianqian also laughed, joking, "Then we should blame Director Zhang, he made the introduction, oh no, wait, it's still your fault. Who told you to know all these bizarre things?"

"Cough, I need them for writing novels, you know that,"

Lin Chuan emphasized again.

Shen Qianqian's smile grew broader, "Is your archaeology novel coming out soon?"

"Soon,"

Lin Chuan nodded.

"What's the name of this novel?" Shen Qianqian inquired.

"Err..."

Lin Chuan grimaced, tentatively suggesting, "How about I tell you once it's released?"

Shen Qianqian teased, laughing, "Oh come on, don't your true devoted fans even deserve to know the title of the new book?"

"Of course, my true devoted fans deserve to know," Lin Chuan said hastily.

"Then why aren't you saying it?"

"Err, the new book is called 'Touch Gold Notes,'" Lin Chuan said with a twitch of his mouth, resigning to reveal it.

"What?"

Shen Qianqian's eyes widened, "Comrade Lin Chuan, I think you should skip the dinner party tonight and come straight to the police station with me to explain everything!"

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