Live Tomb Raider: I Have Qilin Blood?

The picture in the live broadcast room is rather gloomy. If Bingbing doesn't say anything, the water lovers can only see the gloomy sky and torrential rain.

Taking a closer look, the seagulls in the sky fell inexplicably and landed in the same area.

Qin Mo didn't explain much, just said: "The place where the seagulls fell is where Professor Xu and the others are. The blasting team hastened. If the methane from below rises, they will be paralyzed and suffocated to death in 10 minutes!"

Qin Mo was very serious, and the water friends in the live broadcast room all gasped.

Bingbing immediately communicated with the blasting team.

Although they couldn't judge the terrain by listening to the sound and position like Xiao Liu, it was still possible to blow up a small area.

With a "bang", a small piece of the tidal flat was blasted.

The soft sand fell from the head, and a glimmer of light shone in the extremely dark environment.

Wu Xie kept staring at the top, and couldn't help exclaiming at this moment, "The exit is open!"

"Quickly, let go of the rope! Professor Xu and the others can't hold on any longer!" The head of the survey team ordered loudly.

The self-retracting rope was lowered, Professor Xu walked in the front, and the people behind tried their best to protect it.

Below, piled up mountains of leather figurines seem to be about to crawl out, and the methane gas spreads quickly.

Qin Mo gave another command, "Throw down the grenade!"

Hearing this, the last special forces soldier pulled the grenade from his waist and threw it directly from the hole.

The live broadcast equipment shook a few times, and the hearts of the water friends jumped into their throats.

"Just a little bit, almost being dragged down by the figurines!"

"Wow, my heart is about to jump out, it's okay."

"I didn't expect the methane gas to be so powerful. What are these figurines?"

"No, brothers, look what's behind Xiao Li!"

……

Xiao Li was sitting on the tidal flat panting heavily, but everyone's eyes were on him in unison.

He lowered his eyes and checked the things on his body, but found nothing unusual, touched his face, and found nothing.

"You, what are you all looking at me for?"

Wu Xie took a deep breath and pointed behind him.

Looking back, a pale face magnified in front of his eyes, and Xiao Li almost lost control of himself in fright.

The female leather figurine who showed them the way before had followed up at some point, and just now lay straight on Xiao Li's back.

Now lying on the beach, motionless, it looks a little creepy.

Professor Xu was dazed, looking at the female leather figurine, and greeted the archaeologists.

"Hurry up and take protective measures, don't get damaged by the rain!"

After finishing speaking, he fainted as soon as his eyes went dark.

Xiao Chen supported Professor Xu, "Professor, what's wrong with you? Professor!"

Bingbing came out holding an umbrella, "Quick, an ambulance is prepared over there, hurry up and send the professor to the hospital!"

The archaeological team members stayed behind to protect the figurines and backfill the exit just now.

Some followed the ambulance to accompany Professor Xu to the hospital.

"Professor Xu is getting old, and going to the tomb is too dangerous, why don't we choose a younger leader next time?"

"I hope Professor Xu is okay. Alas, the Archaeological Bureau probably wants young people to go down too, but there is no successor!"

"It would be great if Great God Qin could go down to the tomb. He is familiar with institutions and cultural relics, so he can lead the team directly!"

"That's right, Great God Qin will appear soon! The important task of the Archaeological Bureau will be handed over to Great God Qin!"

"Which hospital did Professor Xu go to? I'll check the situation!"

……

Bingbing stood in the rain with a microphone in hand, and the archaeologists behind were busy all the time.

She had a professional smile on her face, but there was a hint of worry in her tone, "Water friends, this is the end of our live broadcast today, and the follow-up news of Professor Xu will be announced on the scarf, so don't worry!"

As soon as the voice fell, the camera changed from near to far, and changed to an advertisement.

Qin Mo turned off the live broadcast, took off the headset, and his brain was aching from the thunder.

That figurine can give the Archaeological Bureau clues, but it may take a lot of work to find the exact location of the next place.

Qin Mo rubbed his eyebrows and lay down on the chair.

He should be able to rest for a while.

In the conference room of the Bureau of Archaeology, the curtain has turned black, and the professors sitting at the long table all have serious faces.

Director Liu folded his hands together, "Old Lin, take someone to the hospital to see how Lao Xu is doing."

Professor Lin nodded, put away the things on the table and rushed to the hospital with a few students.

Professor Xu received emergency treatment after being sent to the hospital, and is now lying quietly on the hospital bed.

The national treasure-level professor was injured and admitted to the hospital, which affected the hearts of the people of the entire Xia Kingdom.

The doctor guarded outside dedicatedly. Seeing Professor Lin bring someone over, he hurried forward to inform the specific situation.

"Professor Xu is overworked, coupled with loud noises, damaged eardrums, and various factors due to age. We held a meeting and suggested that Professor Xu take a break."

"To be clear, Professor Xu can no longer go to the tomb during this period, and the archaeological team may have to make other plans."

Professor Lin glanced into the ward through the glass window and sighed softly.

After reading the report, he called Bureau Liu back, flipped through the address book, and called Zhang Feifei again.

Zhang Feifei never missed every live broadcast, and now that her uncle is calling, she doesn't have to guess the purpose.

"Hello, Uncle, how is Professor Xu doing?"

"The situation has stabilized, but he is too old to lead a team to the tomb recently. He is a relatively capable and relatively young professor from the Archaeological Bureau. In this situation, we can only look at Qin Mo."

Zhang Feifei regretted: "I have been looking for a while in Hangzhou, but I haven't found any news about Qin Mo."

It seems that only he went to Hangzhou to investigate in person.

Professor Lin told Zhang Feifei about her plan and asked her not to reveal it in advance.

Zhang Feifei signed a confidentiality agreement with the Archaeological Bureau. She didn't need to meddle in such matters. After asking Professor Lin's approximate time to arrive in Hangzhou, she hung up the phone.

Thinking about her hard driving skills, Zhang Feifei sent Qin Mo a message.

[Brother Qin, do you have time to accompany me to the airport to pick up an elder?I'm not good at driving! 】

Qin Mo was lying on the table reading the scarf, and the message popped up on the top of the phone.

【What time?It's fine if it's not live time. 】

Seeing Qin Mo readily agree, Zhang Feifei was very excited, 【Let's have dinner together that night, I will call you when I need help. 】

When Qin Mo returned to the scarf, he accidentally clicked on the link in the private message, and the screen froze on the URL.

The screen is blank.

Don't think about it, the website just now may have a virus!
But how could someone send him virus software?

He took the mobile phone to the mobile phone shop downstairs, and it took a while for the mobile phone to return to its original state.

300 yuan flew out of my pocket.

"Is there any problem?" Qin Mo asked while holding the phone.