Lose the lights and spend another night

After taking a shower, I toweled my hair and walked over to the desk.Having put the materials there, I sat down and opened the bag with one free hand.

It has to be said that these experts sorted out the information very carefully.

I shook out all the things in the information bag. There was a small envelope for the photos inside, and all the written materials were put in a hard-shell folder.

I picked up the hard-shell folder, with a catalog paper stuck to the cover, with several titles written on it.For example, the identity of the tomb owner, the list of funeral objects, the age of death, the prediction of the cause of death, etc.

Yingsheng should be dying.

I thought about the appearance of Yingsheng in my dream, she is so bright and healthy, and adults love her so much, she should live well for the rest of her life.

Even though I thought so in my heart, I still couldn't help but want to know the cause of Yingsheng's death.

So I opened the hard-shell folder and searched according to the catalog paper to the page recording the cause of Yingsheng's death.

This is recorded on the form:

Tomb owner: Shen Yingsheng.Gender: Female.

Estimated age of death: 18 to 20 years.

what? !

I couldn't believe the record I saw. I carefully recalled the details of Yingsheng in my dream. How could she have died at such a young age?

I quickly looked to the next grid, the cause of death.

"There was no blunt force wound on the body of the owner of the tomb. The parasitic infection was found to be 0. The results of the laboratory tests showed that the mercury content in the body exceeded the standard. Remarks: It may also be put in for anti-corrosion in ancient times. This point needs to be determined by further laboratory tests. The cause of death To be investigated."

How could this be?

My heart couldn't help pumping, the mercury exceeded the standard?How could there be such a poisonous substance as mercury in Yingsheng's body?

"Om-"

The phone on the side suddenly vibrated, pulling me back from my trance.

The call was from a stranger.

"Hello, hello."

"Excuse me, is this Miss Xi Huan?"

"Excuse me?"

"My side is the laboratory, and I have a test report of the owner of the tomb. After I called the professor, the professor asked me to send you a report so that you can write a column. What is your email address? How many?"

"Okay, I'll send you a message later, thank you."

"No, I'll wait for your text message then."

"OK Bye Bye."

The other party hung up the phone before me, and I hurriedly texted my email address, staring at the computer screen quietly, waiting for a new email notification to appear in the mailbox.

After a few minutes, a beep sounded over there.

I clicked on the new email and immediately downloaded the attachment.

There are many contents in the attached form, and the age of the coffin is not what I care most about now.

[Mercury content: more than 0.1 grams, more in the residual bone.The mercury content in the coffin liquid exceeds 15% of the normal value, so it can be determined that the owner of the tomb has taken or been contaminated with a large amount of mercury during his lifetime.

Cause of death: The probability of death from poisoning is greater than 90%. 】

I sat blankly in front of the screen for a long time, and this result was something I never expected.

"Yingsheng..." I couldn't help calling out softly, but I felt sour in my heart, and tears welled up in my eyes involuntarily.I took a deep breath, shook my head, and comforted myself: "Maybe this Shen Yingsheng and the Shen Yingsheng in my dream are two people? Why am I crying? One is an ancient person who died for thousands of years, and the other is a dream. There is no one in it, and it’s not a real person, Xi Huan, what are you thinking? What an idiot!"

I scolded myself, rubbed my eyes, and opened the envelope containing the photo.

These are all internal materials, photos of the tomb, funerary objects, and tomb owner taken by archaeologists.Some of the funerary objects Fangfang has secretly photographed for me, but they are just some shadow puppets.

"That is……"

My gaze finally fell on the photo of the coffin, and I couldn't help shivering.

A burst of coolness hit my heart, I threw away the photo in my hand in a panic, and jumped up from the chair in a panic.

"No! Absolutely not! Absolutely, absolutely not!"

This is the first photo of the tomb owner after opening the coffin—the tomb owner has a seven-color glazed lamp tightly wrapped around his arms, which is exactly the same as what I saw in my dream.

Fangfang definitely couldn't secretly take this photo, so she thought the tomb owner's father was really stingy.

The father of the tomb owner is the magistrate, and the name of the tomb owner is Shen Yingsheng. What the tomb owner cherishes most is this stack of seven-color glazed lamps... Besides the Yingsheng in my dream, who else could it be?

"Is that all real? Everything in my dream is real?"

My heart was beating violently, and a burst of coolness spread from my heart. I sat down on the chair, hugged my head with my hands and propped it on the desk.

"Huanxi, don't forget me, not at all!"

……

"You had to take care of me when I was a child, and you have to take care of me when I'm an old woman, can you hear me?"

……

"I will give you the lamp this year, and you will give it to me next year."

……

The dialogue in the dream was so clear, a thought came out violently from the bottom of my heart - I want to see Yingsheng again, even if it is just a dream, I want to see her again, I want to know what happened back then!

I suddenly thought of this level, and simply stopped looking at the materials at hand, got up and walked to the bedroom, and quickly fell on the bed.

I hurriedly closed my eyes, wanting to fall asleep right away.

People are a bit cheap, usually when they are tired like dogs, they can fall asleep standing up, but when it is time to sleep, they don't feel sleepy at all.

I tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, the more I wanted to dream, but I just couldn't fall asleep.

"Ah! Insomnia! Terrible!"

I sat up, rubbed my head like a chicken coop, and looked at the alarm clock helplessly—AM1:37.Usually this time of day should be very sleepy, what happened today? !

Count sheep!

I thought of this ancient hypnotic method, fell down again, and counted silently in my mouth.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep, five sheep, six sheep..."

"170 eight sheep, 170 nine sheep..."

"Ninety-nine sheep...ninety...nine...where have I counted...?"

So, tonight is spent in my useless work of counting sheep.When the sky was slightly bright, I seemed to fall asleep for a while, but unfortunately, I didn't have any dreams.

I didn't see Yingsheng, and I didn't dream about those things again.

But I was as sleepy as a panda standing by the sink, brushing my teeth and washing my face expressionlessly. I just hope that there will be no sudden interviews at work today, otherwise I really can't guarantee that I won't have some unexpected incidents in the middle.

I went downstairs to work with a heavy head on my head, but the moment I opened the door of the unit, I heard two car horns.

"Miss Xi." The middle-aged man came out of the passenger seat and waved to me, "Miss said, your battery car was still in the magazine office yesterday, and it is inconvenient to go to work today, so let me give you a ride." .”

"No... no need..." I shook my head and glanced at the strange eyes of the morning exercise aunts around me. They must think that I am being adopted by them, right?

"Miss Xi, you make it difficult for me." The middle-aged man's face darkened, "They are all part-time workers, so don't make things difficult for me."

Having said all this, can I still say no?

I walked quickly to the rear door with my head down, quickly opened the door, and sat in.

"Om-"

At the same time as the text message on my mobile phone rang, the car started to drive out of the community slowly.

"Good morning, put it in the back seat early, did you see?" This is a text message from Sheng, but a short sentence caused a complicated feeling in my heart.

I looked to the side, and sure enough there was a bento.

"Oh, by the way, the lady said that you made her an early meal, so she has to pay you back, so that you don't owe anything." The middle-aged man saw that I found the bento in the rearview mirror, and added said a word.

Sure enough, just like Yingsheng, she owes nothing.

I smiled helplessly, and asked casually, "Has your lady always been like this?"

The middle-aged man nodded to the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Yes, the chairman is just such a daughter, and he is a little princess who is spoiled by the sky. When I first joined the company, I didn't expect Miss to have such a personality." .”

I laughed dumbfounded, shook my head slightly, and silently opened the bento.

The combination of vegetable and protein is perfect, and just by smelling it, I feel that this meal is definitely much better than the one I made.

But before eating, you should reply, otherwise it would be too rude.

"Thank you for the early, I like it very much."

I don't know why I typed the last sentence, and I didn't think about it too much. After a whole night of insomnia, it was a lie to say that I wasn't hungry when I woke up in the morning, so I quickly cleaned up the bento box.

The middle-aged man has been silent for a long time. I raised my eyes and looked at the rearview mirror guiltily. I felt that he looked at me a little strangely. I wonder if it was because he saw a female man gobbling up from the rearview mirror?

I was also embarrassed to speak, so I wiped my mouth, quietly packed up the bento trash, and looked sideways at the scenery outside the car.

The car finally turned into the alley of the magazine office and stopped.

I politely got out of the car with the garbage, closed the door, nodded and smiled at the middle-aged man, "Thank you."

"You should thank Miss." The middle-aged man said simply, and gave the driver a wink, and the driver turned the car around and drove out of the yard in front of the magazine.

"Xi Huan, tsk tsk, will there be a special car to pick you up from today?"

Hearing Fangfang's voice behind me, I let out a sigh of relief, turned around and said with a smile, "Take your brains away, sweetie, it's time to go to work."

"As for you, you don't have to go to work." Fangfang blinked at me.

"Huh?" I was surprised.

"You don't know yet? The boss said, let you write that special report at home these few days, and don't worry about anything else."

"..."

"So, you can go home now! It's my sister's life, alas."

Later, I didn’t listen to what Fangfang said. When I thought of those materials, my heart felt inexplicably sour.

So many things to think about and don't know where to start?

In the end, I had no choice but to take out my phone and send Sheng a message for the first time.

"Can I meet you?"

The author has something to say: Weakly tell everyone a bad news, this is the last manuscript saved, hey, hey, I was squeezed dry by the list once, and my heart hurts~

Are you all right?

PS: The report is nonsense made by Chang Ning~ I have never seen this kind of autopsy report, so please let the research party let it go~ Chang Ning worships.