Zhan Zhao was wearing sunglasses and couldn't help but say "Huh" and took it down and compared it, "It's really different."

Bai Yutang also took it over and put it on, then frowned, "Why are these two mummies full of words?"

"My word?!" Song Jiajia was shocked, took Ma Han's sunglasses and put them on. After taking a look at the body, she opened her mouth wide and looked dull.

Others in SCI also carry sunglasses with them, but nothing changed after wearing them.

So everyone looked at Ma Han.

In fact, Ma Han was also confused at this time. He took his sunglasses and looked at them, then said, "Oh..."

"Oh?" Ma Xin put his shoulder on curiously, "Brother, what special functions do you have for sunglasses?"

"No." Ma Han waved his hand, "The sunglasses have night vision."

"Night vision?!" Everyone was surprised.

"It's not like night vision devices that have a particularly strong function, but it's like the night vision glasses that drivers wear when driving." Ma Han said, "Sometimes you need to take sniper missions at night. These glasses can brighten all the light-absorbing images as much as possible so that I can find the target at night."

"Oh..." Everyone sighed, she deserves to be a sniper's sunglasses! High-end and fashionable!

"Yes." Gongsun approached the mummy and smelled it, took his sunglasses and looked at it, and turned around and asked Song Jiajia, "Is there an ultraviolet light?"

"Some." Song Jiajia brought two ultraviolet lights and took a photo at the two mummies.

Everyone couldn't help frowning, and saw the two mummies' bodies densely covered with spells, as if they were tied up by chain-shaped words.

"It looks like Sanskrit." Zhan Zhao leaned closer and looked at it, reached out to take out the phone, raised his face slightly and began to think about the phone number.

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

Song Jiajia asked Bai Chi curiously, "What are he doing?"

"Oh, my brother might be looking for a phone call." Bai Chi replied.

"What's going on like this?" Song Jiajia couldn't understand.

"He wrote down the entire phone book." Zhao Hu helped explain, and Song Jiajia's mouth twitched - the evil high IQ! The human body computer is so terrifying.

After a while, Zhan Zhao "find" the number he wanted and dialed.

The phone seemed to ring for a long time, and then, Zhan Zhao said, "Hey, Professor Cao, I'm sorry to wake you up."

Everyone didn't understand who Professor Cao was.

Song Jiajia knew, "Oh! Professor Cao, the authoritative ancient characters! He is in his eighties!"

Everyone subconsciously looked at their watches. It was past twelve o'clock, and it was too inhuman to wake up an old man in his 80s.

"That's right." Zhan Zhao said, "I may have found the full text of Ye Helan's curse... Uh, I'm at the new research institute, and if you arrive, the special police will take you in. OK."

Zhan Zhao hung up the phone and smiled at everyone, "The old man's breathing speeds up and his adrenaline surges significantly. If his heart disease does not occur, he will arrive within about ten minutes."

Everyone was sweating for the old professor.

"Ye Helan Curse?!"

Gongsun and Song Jiajia were not concerned about Professor Cao, but what Zhan Zhao said.

"What Ye Helan Curse?" Bai Yutang was puzzled.

Everyone also said that they had never heard of it. What kind of knowledge is it?

"The Ye Helan Mantra is one of the most mysterious witchcraft in ancient Eastern European legends." Song Jiajia said, "Of course it only exists in the legend. This is the longest spell in the world. The whole text has nearly 10,000 words and can be written as a spell lock. After using this spell to "lock" the corpse, you can control the corpse and use it for the people who cast the spell!"

Everyone opened their mouths wide, so evil that it was unreasonable!

Bai Yutang held his forehead, "You are not the normal pace of solving the case... it is getting more and more outrageous!"

The others also looked at each other - is this going to be a complete haunt or something?

"Well..." Zhan Zhao touched his chin and asked Ma Xin and Song Jiajia to hold the ultraviolet light to light up the two corpses. After showing the dense spell "chains", he took out his cell phone, circled around the corpse, took a long panoramic photo, and sent a color picture to a number.

Bai Yutang asked, "Ask Zhao Jue?"

Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes and said stubbornly, "I'm sharing it with that guy."

Not long after, Zhan Zhao's mobile phone "meowed".

Zhan Zhao clicked on it and saw the words on the screen.

Zhan Zhao felt that his eyes were blinded, "What's this?!"

Ma Xin glanced at it and smiled, "It was a person rolling around, rolling from the third floor to the second floor and then to the first floor..."

Zhan Zhao pressed down patiently, and at the end, there were indeed a few words - I really wanted to go over and play!

Expand the heavens.

"What does it mean?" Bai Yutang asked.

"It means it's not within the scope of Zhao Jue's research." Zhan Zhao also seemed helpless, "It has nothing to do with what we are looking for."

Bai Yutang couldn't help frowning. To be honest, besides that weird organization, he really couldn't imagine who else was doing such a weird research. Who was the murderer this time? What was the purpose of pretending to be a ghost?

...

Before ten minutes, I heard footsteps.

The special police came up with an old man with white hair. The old man was so angry that he ran away. He was holding a pair of glasses in his hand and a pair of nose, gasping for breath, "Here...here is there!"

Bai Yutang noticed that the old man was holding a pair of brown-yellow glasses. Although he was not as handsome as Ma Han, it seemed that the lenses were similar.

At the door, Zhao Hu asked, "Old man, how do you know you need to wear lenses?"

Everyone looked at the old man suspiciously, some kind of police intuition.

The old man put on his lens and was speechless, "You said that you policemen are all skeptics? I have been studying the Ye Helan mantra for decades. The Ye Helan mantra is a hidden mantra and must be integrated into the corpse. It cannot be seen from the outside world! This is written in the juice of a certain plant. Once it comes into contact with the air, it will disappear. It needs to be seen with a night vision goggles or ultraviolet lights."

Everyone knew it, and at the same time glanced at Zhao Hu and Ma Han. The standard blind cat hit the dead mouse!

Professor Cao put on lenses, looked closer to the surface of the body, opened his mouth wide, and then began to circle around, making everyone sweat for him. This would not make him dizzy, fall and have a stroke, right?!

Bai Chi couldn't help but go forward and support the old man with him.

After about ten minutes of watching, Professor Cao stood blankly and stopped talking, staring at the spells with his eyes straight at the spells, his face was hard to describe. The red face and the undulating chest were enough to prove that his heart was surging at this moment.

"Can you tell the authenticity?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Professor Cao took off his glasses, wiped the sweat from his face, and said, "The full text of Ye Helan's mantra is 10,000 words. I have studied it for decades. So far, I have only confirmed about five thousand characters, and there are still five thousand characters that cannot be found at all. However... the first five thousand words of this mantra are exactly the same as the real mantra, and I have never seen the last five thousand characters. If it is true, then this is definitely a discovery that shocked the world."

Bai Yutang understood the scholars' pursuit of this kind of thing, but they were policemen and just wanted to find out the truth, so he asked, "That is, you are not sure whether this spell is true or false?"

Professor Cao nodded and said to himself, "Shame... My authority is not worthy of its name at all. If it is true, this person is many times better than me!"

"Then do you think anyone can do this?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Professor Cao kept shook his head, thought about it carefully for a long time, and then shook his head, "There are not many people studying Ye Helan's curse."

"Speaking of it," Gongsun asked Professor Cao, "The purpose of this Ye Helan curse is to control the undead?"

"No, no." Professor Cao waved his hand gently, "The Ye Helan mantra comes from the ancient witch spell civilization. The origin should be in Tibet. It was introduced to Eastern Europe by traveling monks. The Ye Helan mantra itself is not an evil mantra. It is used to bind the dead souls who are too heavy and have a heavy resentment. Some evil spirits are too deeply resentful and cannot rest at all, so they are locked with spells, which can at least protect innocent people from their harassment. But later this mantra was changed by an evil monk. The original shackles became ropes to control puppets, and the evil souls became controlled puppets at the mercy of the manipulator."

"Is there really such a spell?" Ma Han felt it was unbelievable.

"That's right, this is too superstitious." Zhao Hu said, looking at the little girl's mummy and frowned. He just flashed and saw her running away, and then disappeared. Except for not being a human at all, which little girl can do this? But if he believed that there were ghosts in the world, he felt it was too difficult and directly subverted his entire outlook on life.

"Actually, I don't believe it either." Professor Cao shook his head, "Just like many spells in ancient civilizations, the Ye Helan mantra may be just a eulogy."

"Eulogy?" Zhan Zhao touched his chin.

"Well." Professor Cao nodded, "In fact, many times, living people are afraid of dead people because they do things that are sorry for the dead and are afraid of revenge. Just like Europeans are afraid of corpses becoming vampires, they nail their hearts to their hearts and then buried them. In ancient China, they stuffed corpses into the mouths of corpses... and wrote spells on the corpses. This kind of eulogy has appeared in many ancient civilizational funeral cultures, similar to eulogies such as persuading the dead to rest in peace and giving up hatred. Later, the more they spread, the more outrageous it became, and this kind of verse was demonized."

Everyone nodded.

"Yeah." Gongsun also agreed, "I always deal with corpses. If I die, I will die. I have never seen anyone who survived."

Professor Cao looked at the sculpture again and asked, "I need to study it for a while before I can give you more information."

Everyone did not express their opinions. In fact, what if it proves true or false? Apart from breakthroughs in academic research, there is no progress in the case.

Ma Xin squatted on the ground and looked carefully at the connection between the mummy's feet and the bottom. There was no gap and it was sealed by the soil, and then looked at the mummy's fingers.

"It seems that you can get one or two fingerprints." Ma Xin took out the tool to get the fingerprints.

Zhao Hu walked around and squatted behind the statue, looking at the little girl's back - he always felt that it looked very similar to the one I saw just now, but it seemed a little different. What is the difference?

Everyone was studying, and Bai Yutang's phone rang.

After Bai Yutang picked it up, he frowned and said to Zhan Zhao, "Chen Bo is not going to work."

Zhan Zhao was shocked, "What?!"

"That knife stabbed the internal organs and lost too much blood. The old man was in a bad health." Bai Yutang said, "Yang Fan said that if we rushed over within half an hour, we should be able to see him for the last time. He also said that the old man seemed to have something to say to us."

Zhan Zhao immediately left with Bai Yutang, leaving everyone with the special police to check the entire research institute to see if there were any other clues.

Song Jiajia also followed Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao to the hospital. Chen Bo was her teacher and the relationship between master and apprentice was pretty good. In the car, Song Jiajia had already started crying.

Bai Yutang rushed to the hospital by speeding.

There were many people at the door of Chen Bo's ward, and Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao in confusion.

Zhan Zhao whispered, "All of them are students, probably."
To be continued...