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Chapter 364 - 243 - s Meng’s Spring and Autumn Annals

Chapter 364: 243 Chapters Meng’s Spring and Autumn Annals

His fingers slowly moved to pull out a book from the most familiar spot.

The next moment...

Even before he sat down to examine it closely, Meng Lang was stunned.

He could assure that, after so many lives, the cover was different every time, often strange and particularly eye-catching.

However, none of his peer brothers had ever been as creative or as refreshing as today!

Because... it turned out to be a thread-bound book!

Yes! It was one of those ancient blue thread-bound books...

"Meng’s Spring and Autumn Annals"!

Four rustic and vigorous characters leaped off the page.

Meng Lang: "..."

How do you all strive to demonstrate that you are all different from each other, proving you are extraordinary?

Future science fiction had suddenly switched to fictional history...

If he hadn’t seen it so many times, he would have thought this wasn’t a book predicting future lives; he might have thought he had traveled to "Seeking Qin" to replace Lv Buwei in that unique opportunity...

Brother, you have successfully piqued my curiosity.

He sat down and slowly turned the pages.

"I am not lamenting over the relentless cycles of spring and autumn, it’s just a pity, I have ultimately become a loner..."

"Sir, we found a suspicious large transaction on your credit card overseas, was it made by you?"

That day, not having found "Meng’s Spring and Autumn Annals", I received a strange phone call instead.

Filled with a sense of loss, I was confused for quite a while until the other side repeated the question for the third time, and I finally came to my senses.

"Damn! I’ve used up all my remaining credit limit in this life! Go ahead and make another purchase, I’d like to see!"

"Beep beep beep~"

Who can understand my unspoken petty emotions, who would tolerate my irritable temper?

Then I guess it’s just the fraud calls left...

That evening, I was eating a bowl of the most delicious pork rib and lotus root soup, and quickly started to calmly think about how to use all my strength to live through this "ordinary" life...

Yet, late the next night, Wang Zhao Ping brought me a surprising piece of news.

Just at 5 o’clock that afternoon, the batch of cultural relics that was just recovered... was robbed again!

Yes, several national treasures were taken in broad daylight and under heavy protection while being transported to the Shanghai Museum, right under the eyes of the police.

Among them was the precious Tang Dynasty relic, "Mingtang Buddha Head"!

According to Wang Zhao Ping’s investigation afterward, it seemed this gang of robbers was quite unusual.

They first staged a car accident to stop the escort vehicle, then waited for the right moment to approach.

There were 6 police officers in charge of the escort, while the robbers were only 2 in number, but they immediately knocked out 4 unsuspecting officers as soon as they made their move, and then controlled the remaining two with silenced firearms.

After forcing the two officers to report everything as normal to the headquarters, they forced them to open the escort van and moved all the cultural relics into their own vehicle, then knocked out the remaining two before casually leaving the scene.

Whether it was their sophisticated weapons, their skills honed through special training, or their professional escape methods to elude police pursuit after the retreat, these were not things ordinary robbers could possess.

Besides these two robbers, there must have been others providing backup nearby.

And even Zero was unable to trace their whereabouts from the surveillance blind spot where they vanished after the fact, showing their strong counter-surveillance capabilities and meticulous planning.

Considering that the robbers knew the exact time and route of the cultural relics’ escort to set an ambush, this whole operation was hardly a spur-of-the-moment decision!

I don’t know anything about the cultural relic robbers who suddenly intruded, but there’s a strange feeling in my heart...

Did they... perhaps come for the "Scripture" inside the Buddha head?

This feeling was baseless, after all, several items were stolen, and on the surface, it seemed like a well-planned, purely financially-motivated cultural relics robbery.

It could even be a retaliation orchestrated by forces behind Steve.

There’s no evidence to prove my guess.

After all, such a secret from a thousand years ago should only be known by me by some fluke...

But I still care about it somewhat...

Does the Scripture inside the Buddha head contain any secrets worth risking so much?

Did my interception of these cultural relics inadvertently change some preordained history?

However, whatever the truth is, it had already been preemptively and completely disappeared into the vast sea of people without a trace...

The greatest helplessness in life is that even though my heart is filled with countless knots, there are no more years to turn back to.

All I can do is to reflect on the past without reproach and know that those coming can still be pursued...

...

This was just a minor episode on the journey of life.

Changqing Biological’s research project, Gao Yuan’s merger and expansion plan, breaking into the film industry, the IT empire plan, constructing Meng Mountain Fortress, the end-of-the-world cruise plan...

Life’s new Chapter was gradually unfolding in my hands...

The Duan Xian star-making plan wasn’t going as smoothly as I had imagined, as a complete newcomer, perhaps we hadn’t found that "star-making code"?

Maybe after the original singer Xiao Huo from "Misaligned Space-Time", I should remind him to mention "CNKI" incidentally in the program with Zhai Tianlin?

Compared to ordinary people, perhaps my greatest advantage is knowing what kind of future I need to face...

...

The road of life is never smooth sailing; it’s always filled with one regret or another.

Just like that day, on top of the Yifu Building at Suzhou University, a vibrant young man jumped before my eyes, leaving behind pain for the world.