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"There were eleven people in the archaeological team. They all went in for the first time. After they arrived at the third tomb, the seven people at the front fell into coma. Then there were four people left. When they went in again, they felt uncomfortable in the second tomb. Yes, they ran out, but only three came out, and one was missing."

Wuxie: "So, the three unconscious people in the hospital were the second batch to go in. How many days have they been unconscious now?"

"…The sixth day."

The fat man exclaimed in shock: "On the sixth day! Didn't you say you would wake up in four days? Damn it, how dare you lie to me, Fatty!"

Team Wang begged for mercy again and again: "I'm so sorry, everyone, I'm so sorry! I can't help it. The remaining one, whether dead or alive, must be found!"

This man was quite old. He was holding the fat man and crying so hard that he was out of breath. The fat man's face was red with anger.

Wuxie grabbed his clothes and asked with a cold face: "Is there anything else to hide? For example, are they poisoned?"

"No! This really doesn't happen! But, but, after waking up, the person can't eat anything and has been maintained by infusion."

"Fuck your grandma!" The fat man punched his face several times.

Wuxie also sighed, this matter is difficult to handle.

Not only the fat man, he also throws a few punches!

After being beaten, Team Wang hid in the corner of the car and whispered: "As long as you find the person, I will pay!"

The fat man angrily kicked the car chair again: "More money, you must pay more!"

Team Wang: "Okay, okay! Add, add! Double it again! Three hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, okay?"

Wuxie: "Please tell me carefully what is going on in the tomb."

Team Wang: "I don't know the specifics. I just let the archaeologists do it. I know that all the things inside have been carried out and protected. They can't do it until they develop the third tomb chamber. .and...nothing else."

"Everything inside has been carried out?" Wuxie: "What does it all mean?"

Team Wang said with a grimace: "If the coffins, funerary objects, several large boxes, and portraits can all be moved out, there will probably only be a rough room left inside."

Rough house, haha, I really know how to describe it.

The fat man whispered: "Zhenzhen, what are we still doing?"

"Now that we have accepted this order, we must complete it. Didn't you say that this is a channel for us to become a consultant?"

"Okay! Don't worry, my fat man is here to make sure you are fine."

Wuxie bumped into him, smiled and said nothing.

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Pan Zi: "Young Master, I will go in first. If there is any problem, you can come out quickly."

Wuxie: "No, I have a special physique. If there is a problem, I can react first."

Pan Zi disagreed: "Little Third Master, how can I let you take risks when I, Pan Zi, am here!"

The fat man silently asked Team Wang to catch a chicken and duck, tie a string to his feet, and tie a camera to his body.

"Innocent, Master Pan, stop arguing, let the chickens and ducks go in first."

Ten minutes after the chickens and ducks were put in, the rope stopped moving, so the fat man asked someone to pull the rope out. The chickens and ducks were motionless, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The camera recorded the scene of the chicken and duck entering, until the chicken and duck fell to the ground, without any abnormality.

"That's weird," the fat man scratched his head. He fell to the ground inexplicably, and he couldn't say anything.

Wuxie put on the gas mask and added a rope around his waist. Pan Zi stopped him and didn't let him take risks.

Wuxie did a few push-ups on the spot to circulate the blood in his body, "Pan Zi, don't worry, I have a special body. If the gas is really poisonous, you and the fat man will be dead. I can still hold on for a while."