Chapter 668

"Are you sure there were no items in that fire?"

Looking at the cold eyes of the old man, the white hair of Yan Leng's body is cold, and his heart is white.

The old man seems to be haunted by something. He holds his glass in his hands, and the white water vapor covers his glasses, covering his eyes with a look that makes him unreal.

"I'm sure."

A little bit hoarse voice, showing the irrefutable momentum.

"Oh."

Yan Bai is cold.

He had been talking with the old man for five minutes, but he didn't get anything he wanted.

The other side's mouth shell can be harder than the dead duck's, all the answers to the question, either do not know, or too long time do not remember.

Only this

"Since I don't remember anything, how can we be sure that the collection has not been lost?"

Sound falls, the human flesh eye behind the old man can see his body stiff for a while.

In a moment, the old man's body, which had not been moved for a long time, slowly moved for a while, and sighed a long time. The whole person's momentum became soft and bent his spine, as if he would fall down in the next second.

"When I'm old, it hurts all over when I sit down."

Yan Bai stares at him silently, without answering.

"Posterity." The old man sorted out the expression on his face. He moved the water cup away, took off his glasses, and took out a piece of glasses cloth from his pocket in his arms. After a while, he slowly wiped off the water vapor on the lens, and then slowly put on his glasses and looked up at it.

In some turbid eyeballs, he looked at the people in front of him quietly.

The light and dark eyes made Yan Bai feel that he was looking at another person through himself.

His eyebrow tip is not visible, gently pick pick pick, the mind turns over in the heart, the eye color is light and look at it.

A little, the old man's silent eyes, a faint sigh.

"I'm old, I can't remember many things clearly, but the records on the paper can't be wrong. When the museum was relocated, our entire museum, with more than 50 staff, checked all the collections and catalogues three times before and after. I can tell you for sure that none of the collections were lost. Every piece of the collection that went out of my hands has a record to follow. "

Cangcang voice, dense and gas, sonorous and powerful, dangling in the ear, for a long time did not disperse.

The voice of Xuan Xuan fell down and hit the people's heart. It was so shocking that there was no more words.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was quiet, even the breath was weak.

"Yi --"

suddenly, a cold smile broke the silence at present, just like a punch smashed the glass.

Yan Bai rose slightly, his head close to the old man's eyes, and his eyes looked at his eyes.

"Why don't you help me find out this collection first?"

After that, Yan Bai turned his wrist and slapped two pieces of paper on the table.

The old man's pupils shrank, and there was still no fluctuation on his face. He paused a little, turned his head slowly and looked at the things thrown at him.

The old man's trembling hands, let others watch, as if he was scared.

Ann even felt that the old man might be scared to breathe and faint in the next second.

She looked at them nervously for a moment, for fear that if something happened suddenly, she would not be able to catch up with the first aid.

The old man bowed his head and looked over and over again. He read a few simple lines for a long time.

Low head, people can not see the look of his eyes, but his suddenly tight body, let the eyes stare at his Yanbai grasp.

"What? Still can't remember? "

Yan Bai's voice was full of sarcasm.

Two pieces of paper that he put on the table, one was a briefing on the fire report, and the other was a comparison form he had made himself.

According to the comparison table of new and old museum collections, all the recorded collections are matched one by one. The only collection that has nothing to come out of or enter into is the collection reported in the newspaper and saved by Liu Sheng.

In the report, a collection stained with blood should be extremely conspicuous in the museum. However, all the records indicate that nothing has been found.

So, what is the rescued collection?

He looked at the old man's clenched fists, some loose back of his hands with blue veins protruding, as if he was extremely enduring something.

A little bit.

The old man looked up, the soft momentum of his whole body suddenly disappeared, as if he had changed a person. His eyes were awe inspiring.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yan Bai picks eyebrow, the corner of the mouth slants to pull up one side, slightly take ruffian gas to his vision: "I am an ordinary student."

With that, he took out his student ID card from his backpack and threw it in front of the old man.Looking at the red certificate on the table, the old man was slapped and his face turned black.

"You know I didn't mean that!"

Yan Bai shrugged his shoulders in a daze: "what are you asking?"

The old man breathed heavily for a few minutes, his chest heaved and enlarged, and his face became red.

"Young man, you know what I'm asking. If you want to know something, you have to give something for it. "

Yan Bai blinked and simply looked at the person in front of him: "Mr. old, please recognize the current situation. Just the two thin pieces of paper in your hand, I can accuse you of dereliction of duty or self-theft. At that time, you think, I will not tear off a layer of your skin, I will let you leave? "

After the voice came, it gradually sank down, and his face was cold for three minutes.

The old man suddenly got up and raised his hand to Yan Bai: "don't bully people too much!"

Yan Bai shrugged his shoulders indifferently without answering.

The old man glared at him for a long time. Seeing that he didn't make any progress in oil and salt, he had no choice but to admit defeat and defeat. His shoulders drooped and he asked in a deep voice, "what do you want to know?"

Yan Bai picked up his eyebrows, his eyes fell on the paper on the table, and looked at him with an obvious expression.

The old man puffed his face, and his white lips moved around and took a long breath.

"This thing, in fact, is also the first time to see it after the fire."

See you for the first time?

Yan Bai frowned, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

The old man pursed his lips and his face was no better. He snorted coldly and continued: "after the fire, the cause of the accident was the aging of the lines and the convenient location of the old museum. After a meeting in the city, he decided to build a new museum. After the notice came down, we began to collect and load. And the collection saved by Liu Sheng was collected by me alone.

Because at first glance, I knew that it was not an object of our museum. I wanted to report it up after the fire accident investigation. I didn't want to. One day before I reported it, a man suddenly appeared in my house and asked me to give him the collection. He said it was his. "

Hearing this, Jiang Ye is stunned for a moment. Subconsciously, he asks, "so you give it?"

"Otherwise?" The old man didn't want to roll his eyes.

Jiang Ye chokes the rest of his words in his throat. "Er," he says. He pulls the corner of his mouth awkwardly and doesn't speak again.

"What about the man?"

The old man not Yu's hum: "I this is not to say?"

It's you who disturb my mind.

Yan Bai chuckled and raised his hand slightly, indicating that he would continue.

The old man took a look at him and said, "the man appeared in my house out of thin air. That night, I was about to go to bed when a man suddenly appeared in front of my bed. He said that I took his things, so a man appeared out of thin air. My wife and I were almost not scared to death. I finally calmed down and listened to him asking for something. I didn't think about it at all, so I asked him what he wanted. When I heard what he wanted, I said it was in the safe of the museum. Before I finished, he said that he would go to the museum to get it from me tomorrow, and then people would disappear!

I was so scared that I called the police at daybreak, but when the police came, they said that there was no sign of outsiders entering my house, and asked me if I was living in a dream. I knew it wasn't easy. Later, I was late for work. As soon as I went there, someone came to tell me that someone was waiting for me in the office. As soon as I heard it, I knew it was the night people who came to me. I wanted to struggle not to give it to him, but he said that the thing was his. If I didn't give it to him, he would take it in his own way.

I knew in my heart that it was not our museum, and I didn't dare to say much about the situation at that time, so I had to give it to him in the end. After that, when we moved and checked, there was no missing collection as I thought. My heart also put down, and secretly told myself, this matter, must rot in my stomach, who can say. I didn't expect... "

He stopped, raised his eyes and took a meaningful look at Yan Bai.

Yan Bai seemed not to see the look in his eyes. He nodded: "do you still remember the look of the man?"

The old man shook his head: "after the event, I also recalled it, but there was no clear impression in my mind. He seems to be very ordinary. He can't be found in the crowd. The only thing that made me tremble was the momentum of his whole body. Moreover, after he appeared, the temperature around him dropped a lot. After he left, I even saw frost in the office

Everyone knows that the winter heating in Fengcheng can make the house warm like spring, while the appearance of men makes the indoor frost. How strange it is.

Hearing this, Yan Bai knew that there was too much yin in a man.

Generally, the temperature of the place where ghosts pass by will decrease. When they breathe, there will be a little white fog, which can make the indoor frosting. The heavy Yin Qi of men can also be comparable to the ghost king.

Yan Bai's heart sank and his face remained unchanged. He asked, "have you ever seen him again?"The old man shook his head.

"I have never seen him since that day."

He had been thinking about it all the time, and his health was getting worse and worse. After the relocation of the museum, he took the initiative to retire and went home to provide for the aged.

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