I'm not a drama god

"How did you hide so deep?" Chen Ling raised his head and glanced upwards. He couldn't even see the light from the entrance of the cave. It must be at least several hundred meters underground.

"Nonsense, if we don't dig deeper, what if we get discovered?"

Sun Bumian stopped beside the boxes, his eyes fixed on them as if attracted by a magnet. He opened one of them with force, and the heavy gold was exposed in the air.

Seeing this scene, Sun Bumian finally relaxed a little.

But he was not completely relieved. He opened all the other boxes and checked them. After confirming that not even a piece was missing, he breathed a sigh of relief...

"I didn't lie to you." Chen Ling said at the right time, "I didn't touch a single piece of your gold."

Sun Bumian looked at the gold in front of him, then looked at Chen Ling...

"You go up first."

"……what?"

"Now that you know this place, I have to find another place to hide."

Chen Ling:......

Chen Ling was speechless for a moment, but seeing Sun Bumian's persistent expression, he nodded and flew directly out of the cave.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ling heard a series of loud rumbling noises coming from underground, which lasted for a long time before disappearing. He wondered where Sun Bumian had transferred the gold.

At this moment, a rapid ringtone rang from the cell phone.

"Hey?"

"Director Chen, how are you doing?" Yang Xiao's voice came from the phone.

"…It's going pretty well. How about you guys?"

"We have reunited. No one is injured. Dr. Su has also taken a hostage."

Chen Ling was stunned.

"hostage??"

……

"Yes, hostages."

Yang Xiao glanced at the tied-up college student with a subtle expression, "The others all ran away, leaving only the youngest one, and we are still interrogating him."

Chen Ling on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment.

"Do you understand...?"

"..."

at the same time,

Lu Xun walked slowly to Zhou Liang, pulled him up from the ground, and said in a chilling tone:

"Tell me! What is your purpose in kidnapping Chu Changqing? Where are you taking him?"

"I don't know." The young college student held his head high, with a fearless expression, "I don't know anything!"

Su Zhiwei narrowed her eyes slightly, "Do you really think we can't do anything to you?"

"Whatever means you have, just use them. I won't say a word."

"..."

Lu Xun and Su Zhiwei looked at each other, and the air fell silent.

Yang Xiao sighed and answered truthfully:

“…I don’t understand.”

Chen Ling was not surprised by this answer.

After all, the three of them were scientific researchers who had devoted themselves to study since childhood. They had never bullied anyone, and they had never even killed a chicken... Asking them to torture a young college student? That was a bit unreasonable.

Chen Ling wanted to let him be tried, but he suddenly remembered that he had been taken to Badong by Sun Bumian, which was a long way from Shanghai and it would take several hours by high-speed rail...

If I go back now, the save time limit will probably be up on the way.

"However, we found something on him." Yang Xiao suddenly spoke.

"what?"

"It's a badge and an invitation letter... It looks like it's for the Wushan Conference, and the date is the day after tomorrow."

"Wushan Conference?" Chen Ling frowned, "What is that..."

"You're going to the Wushan Conference?"

Sun Bumian's voice came from behind.

Chen Ling turned his head and saw that Sun Bumian was covered in dust and dirt, as if he had just grown out of the ground. Chen Ling would believe him if he said he had buried the gold in the center of the earth.

"you know?"

"Of course I know. If you hadn't called me that damn phone call, I would have landed in Wushan by now, taking my shuttle bus to the hotel to rest." Sun Bumian's tone was full of resentment.

"What is this conference for?"

"Nothing much, just gathering a group of Shinto owners to hold a meeting and meet some new people... I remember that this meeting was called something like the Intangible Cultural Heritage Conference, but it seems to have been renamed this time."

Chen Ling's mind suddenly emerged with the intangible cultural heritage conference that Xiao Chunping had mentioned to her at the Suzhou Embroidery Museum. She and most of the people in the phone book met at this conference...including Sun Bumian.

What was Ying Fu going to do at the Wushan Conference?

Chen Ling seemed to realize something, and her brows furrowed tighter and tighter...

“Can I go to this conference?”

"You? Did you get an invitation?"

"……No."

Chen Ling is now a wanted person by the entire 749 Bureau. It’s good enough that he is not chased around the world. How can he be sent an invitation letter?

"Then you can't go." Sun Bumian shrugged.

"The conference has very strict restrictions. The identity of each participant will be carefully checked. No one can enter without an invitation."

Chen Ling could easily forge an invitation letter and a name badge, but it would be troublesome if Bureau 749 wanted to verify a list of identities... unless he could kill someone who was originally qualified and pretend to be him to get in.

The first thing Chen Ling thought of was the college student who had just been caught, but he quickly rejected this idea. He was Yingfu's man. If he entered the conference with his identity, Yingfu would see through him at the first moment, and he would be put in a passive position.

"Is there really no other way?" Chen Ling looked at Sun Bumian.

"Yes, yes...but why should I help you?"

"I am your future companion." Chen Ling said seriously, "Otherwise I wouldn't know where you hid the gold, right?"

Sun Bumian was silent for a long time.

"That's just your one-sided statement... What if you are my enemy?"

"..."

Chen Ling slowly extended a finger.

"What do you mean? Shush? Shut me up?"

"One thousand kilograms of gold, take me to the Wushan Conference."

"I suddenly find you quite pleasing to the eye. You shouldn't be our enemy." Sun Bumian grabbed the finger and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Deal!"

"How to do it?"

"It's simple. I just say you are my assistant."

"…Is it that simple? Don't you need an invitation and a name badge?"

"Hey, come on, come on, I guarantee you'll get in!"

Under Sun Bumian's pushing, Chen Ling walked away with a strange expression.

As the figure in the bright red robe gradually disappeared into the wilderness, the smile on Sun Bumian's face gradually disappeared, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes that were like nested rings.

If Chen Ling could put himself in Sun Bumian's perspective at this moment, he would be able to see the golden and black auras of good and bad luck, which had occupied his pupils without him noticing...

[Fortune or misfortune].

Sun Bumian looked at the figure in costume walking slowly forward between good and bad times, and his eyes narrowed slightly as if he had guessed something.

He brushed off the dust on his sleeves, followed Chen Ling unhurriedly, and muttered to himself:

"I was wondering why it looked so familiar..."

"Theatrical performances should be performed in a lively manner..."