The authentic tables, chairs, kitchenware and tableware were loaded into a truck and handed over to Jiangbei. The empty store was sold for 200,000 yuan. It is said that it would open a hot pot restaurant here, but this is not what Luo Xiaomei cares about. She, a woman, could not support a store. Fortunately, she has accumulated some accumulation over the years, and she will not have to worry about food and drink when buying financial products. She works as a placing clerk in the supermarket near her home. She can also take care of her children while she is relaxed.

But both of her men were desperate, and they couldn't help but feel sad when they remembered it. When Luo Xiaomei was working in the supermarket, she suddenly received a text message: 告, don't hang up.

This was the message sent by Xue Wenwu. Luo Xiaomei was relieved and burst into tears.

On the streets of Manila, the Philippines, Xue Wenwu, dressed in a floral shirt, put on her newly purchased mobile phone, walked in the scorching sun with sunglasses, and her colorful signs and motorcycles passing by were reminding him that this was a foreign country, but Xue Wenwu was not unfamiliar with it. He came here to perform tasks when he was serving. The biggest feature of this country is that it is a mess. It is easy to hide when it is messy, and it is easy to fish when it is mixed. He quickly arranged a new identity for himself, a real passport and ID card, and a new name.

Xue Wenwu's escape was much easier than Li Tie. He didn't even ask for help from his old comrades, but just found Zang Hai. Zang Hai extended a helping hand without saying a word. A hero and three helpers. Although Zang Hai's eldest brother Liu Kunlun had nothing to do with this matter, he also joined in. He personally sent Xue Wenwu to the airport and hid in his private plane and flew directly to the Philippines.

On the plane, Liu Kunlun had a conversation with the former barbecue stall owner Xue. He said that if he didn't show his appearance, he couldn't tell that Boss Xue was still a cross-river. He was a special force soldier, and he was like a soldier king.

"There is no soldier, just a veteran." Xue Wenwu said lightly.

"Why didn't you listen to what happened before?" Liu Kunlun was puzzled. He knew several soldiers, and they all liked to recall military time and exaggerate too much. Xue Wenwu and others were against each other. If it weren't for this incident, no one knew that he had been a soldier.

"I don't want to mention it." Xue Wenwu replied, I don't know how many stormy waves of the past were hidden in the three words.

"I'm quite puzzled. Logically speaking, you soldiers are all famous tough guys, one person doing things, and the other person doing things." Liu Kunlun said, "If you commit a crime, you should confess your guilt and punish me."

Xue Wenwu said: "I did not commit a crime. I just sent Xiaomei's ex-husband to a safe place. The law sentenced him to life imprisonment, but Tianli accused him of not guilty. Xiao Liu, in this world, there is also Tianli. Protecting his wife and children from being hurt is the most basic mission given to us mankind by God, and it is greater than all laws."

Liu Kunlun nodded. This was what he said to him. The law often became a protective umbrella for bad people, such as Chris, so he had to punish him with justice.

"I will practice it for Brother Xue," said Liu Kunlun.

When we flew to Manila, when we parted, Xue Wenwu didn't say much, and just said nothing, and he could use a sentence when he was using me in the future.

Liu Kunlun said that I would not help you, but I would only allow you to be righteous and not be heroic. This is a joke, but Xue Wenwu understands that some people are like this, not for the benefit, just care about right or wrong. Where the Tao is, even if millions of people are gone.

...

The Gulfstream G550 private plane flew directly from Manila to Beijing. Liu Kunlun was a flying person, flying all over the world, leaving as long as he wanted. A month-long flight is air fuel, the money is astronomical. He went to Beijing so anxious because Li Ming returned from Tibet and brought the latest discoveries.

At the Institute of Genetics and Life of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Liu Kunlun met the long-lost butler Li Ming. Old Li changed. He lost two circles of weight and his face was black and red. This was the mark of long-term life on the plateau.

"I discovered something good, Lao Li." Liu Kunlun asked hopefully.

"I did find some things and reported them to the boss. I'm afraid I won't use them for a while." Li Ming looked lonely and did not feel as excited as he imagined.

"What the hell is it?" Liu Kunlun remembered his magical experience in Tibet and was full of curiosity about this mysterious plateau.

"I found 308 stone trays in a cave in Ali area." Li Ming said, "It is not the first time I have discovered it in history. In 1938, the scientific expedition team once discovered 716 similar stone trays in Bayankara Mountains."

Liu Kunlun blinked: "Wait, I seem to have seen this incident somewhere. The news online is still in the street stall magazine. I remember it, in the magazine "Ultra Saucer Exploration".

Li Ming said: "Yes, this matter has been discovered for a long time, but the information we see is one-sided and untrue. Who organized and sponsored the scientific expedition team, who led the team, and who was the team member, there is no detailed record of all this. Why did they go to Bayankala Mountain to inspect at the time when the War of Resistance in 1938? Was it random or directly aimed at the goal? Later, some people said that the deciphering of these stone plates was done by Chinese professors, and some said that they were sent to Moscow to decipher. There were explanations such as aliens coming to Earth more than 10,000 years ago. All of them were rumors and fake. No one has deciphered the information recorded on the stone plates since ancient times."

Liu Kunlun was dumbfounded.

"You go and meet the old man and go back and have a chat." Li Ming patted his shoulder and went out first.

Liu Kunlun met his father again, and Wang Huayun became thinner and thinner. However, he was heartbroken. The fortune teller was right. He was a lonely star in Tiansha. The people around him encountered misfortune one after another. Even Wang Haicong, who was just the past, died inexplicably. Now it was Wang Huayun's turn. Although the old man is in his eighties, he should have lived to be 100 years old according to these health care conditions.

Although Wang Huayun was thin, he was energetic. He also took the initiative to ask about the pursuit of Chris, saying that there was actually no conclusive evidence that he killed Haicong, so don't act irritably.

Liu Kunlun didn't say anything, thinking about Luo Xiaoqiao's death. If avenging her is called acting irritating, then he would rather pay the biggest price for it, otherwise what's the point of living?

When Liu Kunlun came out of the ward, he saw a familiar figure and was about to chase him to investigate. Li Ming called him to come over, but he forgot about this.

...

In a warehouse in the suburbs, under the spotlight, there are 308 stone trays on the ground. The granite texture is extremely hard, with holes in the middle, and lines of varying lengths are radiated, shaped like records. These are Li Ming's harvest in Alibaba. They were tested using the Carbon 14 dating method. These stone trays have a history of more than 10,000 years.

Half of Li Ming's team retreated, and half of them stayed in Tibet to continue searching. It is unclear what to look for, but Liu Kunlun knew that this thing was related to the continuation of Wang Huayun's life.

"I didn't find that miracle doctor?" Liu Kunlun asked.

"You can't wake up those who pretend to be asleep, nor can you find those who deliberately hide them." Li Ming said that after staying in Tibet for a long time, people speak with Zen.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Li." Liu Kunlun put on his gloves, squatted down and picked up a stone plate to observe. Of course, he could not see anything. Deciphering information from ten thousand years ago was just like ancient people deciphering the current barcode, and there was no way.

"How many stone plates were discovered in 1938?" Liu Kunlun suddenly remembered something.

"Seven hundred and sixteen." Li Ming said that he soon realized the mystery of numbers. Isn't 308 plus 716 exactly 1024? And 1024 is a binary integer, which must be no accident.

"Where did those stone plates exist back then?" Liu Kunlun asked immediately.

"I don't know where I am. Maybe in Moscow, maybe in some unknown place." Li Ming shook his head and sighed, "Maybe 1,024 pieces can help unravel a secret, but it takes time, and deciphering takes time. The old man can't wait."

Liu Kunlun asked: "What made the old man look for in Tibet? Brother Li has been doing this until now, so you don't hide it from me. You can say whatever you want."

Li Ming said: "I'm not hiding it from you, but I don't know much. The place in Tibet is too desolate and mysterious. Some places are not as beautiful as on the earth. You are lying there, surrounded by snow-capped mountains and blue lakes, and there is no one in a radius of hundreds of kilometers. Think about this feeling, it's empty and distant, and time is like stagnant. It was like that ten thousand years ago, but it's still like that today."

Liu Kunlun said: "I want to go and see what you said."

Li Ming said: "It's not easy to go there. I took a lot of photos, so you can enjoy it in the photos."

There were tens of thousands of photos taken. Liu Kunlun browsed on the laptop screen and looked at it one by one, and was extremely amazed. Suddenly he pointed to the screen and said, "What is this?"

The photo is a vision of the snow mountain. There is a small silver dot in the air on the top of the snow mountain, probably an aircraft.

These photos were taken with expensive professional cameras, with extremely high pixels. Li Ming slowly enlarged the photos and finally saw the outline. This was indeed an airplane, but it should not appear in this area.

Aircraft can be used to go to the plateau, and there are no doubt that Tibet's recruits are now transported by passenger planes, and there are also helicopters on the plateau, such as the S70 of the Sikorsky Company, which was specially imported in the 1980s, was nicknamed the Black Hawk helicopter. However, this silver dot is neither a Black Hawk nor a passenger plane, but a jet fighter.

Jet fighters are not uncommon, but this fighter is a retired model, with air intake on the head, swept wings, thick and short body, and a typical early MiG fighter style. The most shocking thing is that there are several huge disc-shaped objects under the fighter.

"What the hell is this!" Li Ming was frightened by what he accidentally photographed. He knew this type of fighter. It was a J-6 fighter that the Air Force had long retired. It was the main fighter that China imitated from the MiG-19 of the United Nations in the 1960s. It was normal for this thing to appear in mainland parks or museums. It appeared on the snow peaks in the Ali no-man's land, and it also had a weird big feet, which was creepy.
Chapter completed!