Tomb robber: Tuantuan, I am a national treasure!

"Have mercy! Hero! Have mercy!"

The man who was pinned to the ground kept yelling and shouting for mercy.

"Shut up."

Zhang Qishan's words "shut up" were more effective than anything else. It frightened him so much that he lay on the ground, not daring to move or shout.

After a long time, he trembled and said, "Can I...can I speak?"

"Go ahead."

"My dear hero, I really didn't do anything! This has nothing to do with me, I know nothing!"

Qi Tiezui recovered and planned to find something to do. Now he didn't have to worry about the old man finding out, so he walked forward and opened the package.

"Wow!"

Qi Tiezui pulled out a gun from inside, squatted on the ground and rummaged around, and found that there were still quite a few guns inside.

He picked up a handful and gestured at the old man twice.

"Where do all these surprises come from?"

Seeing that the old man was frightened by him, Qi Tiezui put down the gun pointing at him and smiled comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I just want to ask you where these things came from? We are not doing anything."

The old man may have thought that he looked friendly, so he spoke hesitantly.

"Hey, hey, hey! Hero! Hero! Benefactor! Wait wait wait wait...... I'm telling you! I picked them up! Really! I picked them all up!"

"Picked it up?" Qi Tiezui sneered, raised his gun again and pointed it at him: "Are you kidding me? Or do you think we are fools? If you can pick up this, why don't you pick up money?"

When he saw the gun pointed at him, the old man was so scared that he blurted out everything like pouring beans.

Qi Tiezui put down his gun and asked doubtfully, "Really?"

"Really, really, I'm not lying! I really picked it up, I don't know anything, I didn't do anything! Really! Benefactor, hero! You must believe me, everything I said is true!"

The old man was lying on the ground, crying with snot and tears, crying very miserably, and his mouth was full of flattering words.

"Young sir, young sir! Please help me, I am old and cannot stand being frightened! I am really a good person, I did nothing wrong, but I am frightened like this... Young sir, I think you are a kind person, please help me!"

Jinnian opened his mouth, wanting to say something for him, but he didn't know how to say it. He also didn't know whether what he said was true or not. It would be bad if he was a liar. He was not a saint and didn't want to be fooled.

Zhang Qishan had seen this kind of drama many times during interrogations. He only took a look at the old man's eyes, and when he saw the cunning light in them, he knew that there must be some hidden secret, and the old man still wanted to hide it from them.

He sneered and fired a shot at the old man's feet.

"What else?"

"!!!!!!"

The old man was very good at observing facial expressions. When he saw that Jinnian was about to be soft-hearted, he acted specifically towards him. He was crying and shouting to little Jinnian, trying to make him be soft-hearted and have pity on him. Suddenly, his performance was interrupted by a gunshot, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.

He hesitated and said that there was something else he hadn't said.

When Zhang Rishan saw that he was trying to play some tricks, he scolded him directly.

"Say!"

If this old man really picked up these things, it would be fine. But if he robbed them or obtained them through some other means, his lives would not be enough to justify his imprisonment. They should all be shot.

The old man got up from the ground dejectedly, and did not dare to perform in front of Jinnian. However, he did not forget to put on a subtle performance. He pretended that he had sprained his ankle when he was pinned down by two people, and he limped ahead to lead the way.

Jinnian naturally noticed his abnormal walking posture and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Is your foot okay?"

The old man suddenly wiped away his tears and cried, "It's okay, young sir, you are so kind. I was just injured on the ground just now... At my age... "

Just as the old man was about to continue speaking, he noticed the looks of the people behind him. Except for Jinnian's look of pity, the other looks were not friendly.

Zhang Qishan looked at him coldly, as if he was thinking about when to shoot him. Zhang Rishan was smiling, but his hands were kept on the gun belt, as if he was wondering if scaring him would make him quieter. Qi Tiezui looked at him meaningfully, as if to say, just keep acting!

Qi Tiezui was very familiar with this routine, because that was how he coaxed Jinnian. He really wanted to see what excuses this little old man could make up to gain sympathy.

Jinnian was still waiting for him to speak, but when she saw him suddenly fall silent and turn his head away stiffly, she felt a little strange.

He turned around and took a look. The three people behind him were still normal and even smiled at him. Jinnian returned a sweet smile, then turned around and walked forward.

If the old man didn't talk to him, he would have been happy just looking at the surrounding scenery along the way. He had never seen such a building in the city!

The old man is probably going to bite his handkerchief in the stream. It's unfair that he is facing the only person who can gain sympathy from him, but others won't let him speak.

The old man brought a few people to a house. Before he got close, Xiao Jinnian's brows frowned and his face became wrinkled. The atmosphere inside made him very uncomfortable.

The faces of the others also changed, because not only was there a foul odor in the room, but there were also a lot of flies flying around. If you got a little closer, you would be surrounded by them.

As soon as the old man pushed the door open, a large number of flies flew out. Zhang Qishan quickly gestured to the other two people, and he pulled Jinnian down to squat and hide.

Zhang Qishan was worried and didn't want Jinnian to go in.

Jinnian shook his head, indicating that he could.

There was no other way, so Zhang Qishan took a handkerchief and made a simple mask for Jinnian. He even stood beside him and covered his face with it, not feeling very reassured. Only then did he feel comfortable enough to let him in.

Zhang Rishan covered his nose with his sleeve and went in as well.

Qi Tiezui muttered something like, "Why don't I have it?", and then he pulled Zhang Rishan's hat off by himself and covered his lower face with it.

Zhang Rishan felt it, and his usually gentle eyes were filled with an urge to beat up Qi Tiezui, but he couldn't speak because the flies were blocking his way, unless he wanted to fill his mouth with flies.

The little old man went in first. It seemed that he couldn't stand the stench and flies in the yard. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to the house and got a big palm-leaf fan. He fanned out the stench and chased away the flies in the yard.

It's true, the old man's operation was actually quite effective. At least the flies no longer gathered in the yard, and the occasional few remaining flies were harmless. It's just that the stench couldn't be driven away no matter what he did.

Without the flies, Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan put down the sleeves that were covering their mouths. As for the stench, they had opened many gates and most of the smells were unpleasant, so they had developed some patience with it.

Zhang Qishan told Jinnian not to put down the handkerchief to prevent anything else from happening.

But Qi Tiezui didn't dare to put it down. As soon as he smelled the scent, he felt that he was about to orgasm.

"It's simply murder............"

There were many corpses lying in the yard in all kinds of strange postures.

Zhang Qishan heard Qi Tiezui's complaints and added, "This is not murder, but burial."

Qi Tiezui covered his nose and looked at him in confusion: "Ah? I said this stench is simply murder."

As expected, he was mercilessly ridiculed by Zhang Rishan.

Zhang Rishan pulled the old man's collar.

"Tell me about it?"

When the old man saw that it was his turn, he immediately wailed and looked at Xiao Jinnian for help: "Oh, Lord Qingtian!"

"I swear, I swear! I really didn't do anything. I didn't kill those people! It's so unfair, it's so unfair to me!"

"I've already told you, I picked these things up, I'm telling the truth!"

Qi Tiezui watched him acting and silently felt a sense of crisis. He pulled Xiao Jinnian behind him. He couldn't let his young master be kidnapped by someone.

He replied perfunctorily: "I know, with your weak figure, you can't even carry it on your shoulders or lift it with your hands. I don't believe you if you say you killed him!" Qi Tiezui had no idea that he was using this excuse to pretend to be weak.

Zhang Qishan looked at the furnishings in the yard, which contained some old farm tools and hay stacks. It didn't look like something this group of people would do.

"Is this yard yours?"

The old man really didn't expect him to guess it. He paused twice and then quickly responded: "Ah, yes, yes, yes..."

"I really picked it up. I really picked it up! I picked it up, I picked it up, I picked it up............."

Qi Tiezui covered his nose and looked at him, answering mechanically like a piece of wood, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Who asked you this? What I was asking was why these people were here and in your yard?"

The old man didn't want to talk again. Zhang Rishan, who was standing next to him, patted him on the shoulder.

"Say!"

The old man was so frightened that he shuddered all over and wanted to cry again: "Say, say, say...I'll say!"

"Just half a year ago, a group of Japanese came and took a fancy to my yard. They threw some money at me and sent me away. After that, I never came again... Until a few days ago, I smelled a foul odor, sneaked open the door and saw that there were dead people everywhere!!!"

Qi Tiezui glanced at him and said, "Just tell a story, why are you howling? What about the train? Do you know anything about trains?"

After being rebuked again, the old man felt very aggrieved, but he still answered: "The train left at that time... I am really innocent, I really didn't kill anyone! I really don't know anything!"

Zhang Qishan asked Jinnian to stay away, and he went forward with a knife to check the bodies of these people. When he got closer, he saw two or three people lying on the stone table in the yard.

The death of these people was similar to that of the people they had seen on the train. They were all face down, semi-dehydrated, and wrapped in spider webs. The only difference was that the bodies on the train had hair, while the people here had no hair.

The most important thing is that he has the same tattoo on his back, which doesn’t seem to be a simple thing.

After checking the bodies in the yard, Zhang Qishan almost confirmed that these people were Japanese, just like those on the train.

He signaled Qi Tiezui to move Jinnian away, then walked to the old man, playing with the knife in his hand.

"These are Japanese. You know how brave it is for the Japanese not to report any unusual movements."

When the old man saw him playing with a knife, his heart sank, fearing that the knife would cut his neck in the next second.

"I'm old, I can't tell the difference, it's unfair!"

"hehe."

Qi Tiezui laughed sarcastically and said, "You can't tell the difference between Chinese and Japanese. Are you kidding?"

Zhang Rishan directly pushed the old man from behind and said, "Lead the way!"

Colluding with the Japanese may not be a crime in today's chaotic world, but helping the Japanese dig their own mines or plotting something else would be much easier to convict.

If this old man can't give them some substantial help, he will either die or go to jail, but these are still possible.