"Snap!"
Mr. Zhao's second slap hit Mr. Liu's back, this time with much more force, as he glared with widened eyes.
"What in the world are you babbling about? Among us here, if not doctors, then police officers, forensic doctors, trace examiners, and scientific researchers and now you're suggesting grave robbers? Like that Nine Dragons funeral procession? Cut down on those wild novels, will you? What are you even linking together, indulging in your fantasies non-stop, right? Chen Cheng, keep an eye on him. This kid is scared out of his wits, I'll go inside with Zhou Xiaozhou."
As he spoke, Mr. Zhao took a military shovel from Chen Cheng, handed one to Zhou Ning, and the two cleared the loose stones at the cave entrance.
Just a few strikes down, they felt the stone wall that looked smooth and hard on the surface was actually quite loose inside, crumbling in large chunks upon touch, just like tofu.
