Seeing these words, I almost fainted from surprise. Wu Sansheng and Chen Wenjin, aren't these the full names of Uncle San and Wenjin? Could this notebook be something they left behind? But how could such a thing appear on a ghost ship?
If it happened that there were two people on this ghost ship before it sank, one named Wu Sanxing and the other named Chen Wenjin, and these two people also happened to be archaeologists, and also happened to come to Xisha Wanjiao for archaeology, the probability of such a coincidence happening is probably enough for me to win several 5 million.
I thought about it and it seemed that I didn't need to think too much about it. There was no other explanation for this notebook. It was undoubtedly something left by Uncle San and his friends. Moreover, judging from the signature on it, this notebook should have been given to Wen Jin by Uncle San, and Wen Jin used it as a log to record the daily progress of the Wanjiao archaeological excavation. The owner of the notebook should be Wen Jin.
This ghost ship is related to the archaeological activities of Uncle San and his team back then, and it might even be the medium-sized fishing boat that did not return on time.
I thought about it for a moment, and couldn't help but feel countless question marks flooding into my brain, and I began to feel a splitting headache.
The real mystery of these things is probably only known by the parties involved. What I know now is just the surface of these things, and it seems that there is still a lack of a core that connects all of them. If the old fox Third Uncle could tell me everything honestly, I am afraid that I would have roughly understood the key to the whole thing.
Or maybe the contents of this notebook could give me some clues. I originally wanted to hide this thing and read it when no one was around, but the strong curiosity in my heart was really unbearable. I thought that she would know about this matter sooner or later, so there was no need to make it so mysterious. I didn't avoid her and just flipped through it.
Wen Jin is a very serious person. She uses the same format to record every day, and lists everything clearly. The first page I saw was the first day of their departure, July 15th. There was a name list on it, and I saw that the team leader was indeed Wu Sansheng. What was the name of that Monk? I remembered that my third uncle mentioned that his surname seemed to be Zhang. After looking for it, I found that there was indeed a person named Zhang Qiling. Could it be him?
I flipped through it again, and the main content in the beginning was about how Kaito found and determined his exact location, but it was more detailed than what Sanshu said, even the type of rope and the reasoning process were written out, which was completely different from Sanshu, a rough guy. I really couldn't understand how the two of them could get together. But I didn't need to read these contents again, I just flipped to the end, and I was dumbfounded when I saw it.
In fact, you don't need to read the last content, just looking at the records of the last few titles is enough to surprise me, and at the same time I cursed that bastard Uncle San a hundred times.
It just said on it, July 21st, first time entering the underwater tomb.
Personnel: Wu Sanxing.
Progress: Cleaning the left and right side chambers and the path for figurines, and preparing to clean the back chamber.
Work: Use an air pump to ventilate the tomb and prepare for a long cleaning process.
Artifacts recovered from the water: a child's coffin (baby coffin) made of gold-threaded wood and carved with two phoenixes.
Note: An emergency occurred, detailed records are to be added.
Then there is only one record below, July 23, the second time entering the underwater tomb
Personnel: All members.
Progress: None
Work: Sheltering from summer storms
Relics from the water: None
Note: None
It turned out that before Uncle San took them in, he had already been in there once. With his bandit nature, he must have taken a lot of things out. He wrote here that he only cleaned the left and right side chambers and the terracotta passage. Who knows if he opened the back chamber! Maybe he had already touched everything in the coffin. What did this old fox do when he went in for the first time? I couldn't help but feel angry.
I took a quick look. There should be a lot of useful but non-critical records in it. There is no need to look at it so carefully now. I put it back into the waterproof bag. I turned around to see the woman's reaction. Who knew that she didn't seem to pay any attention to me at all, but was desperately peeling the sea rust on the partition board in the captain's room.
She moved very quickly, smashing rather than peeling, and the half board had been cleared out by her. I could see that the sea rust was actually steel. She peeled all the way down to the connection between the hull and the bulkhead. I found that the bulkhead was welded to the hull all around, and it seemed very strong. The door on it was also made of steel, with a rotating sealing lock like a car steering wheel.
The woman was talking to herself as she dialed the number, as if to say, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will let you out right away."
I felt something was wrong when I heard this, and then I realized that she was a little abnormal. I saw her clean the sea rust on the edge of the steel door neatly. I looked and saw that there was a layer of rubber between the door and the frame. The warehouse inside seemed to be sealed. After the woman cleaned it up, she tried to turn the rotary sealing lock, but she was far from strong enough. The lock itself was very heavy, and it was full of sea rust. It was impossible to open it without those extremely strong sailors. She turned it hard for a few times, but there was no response at all.
I felt something was wrong, so I said to her, "The things inside may not have been soaked in water, so we should open it. What if there is a monster inside? We don't have any weapons, so we must die here."
She ignored me completely and kept turning around. I shook my head. This woman was really unreasonable. I completely lost my good impression of her.
For the next few minutes, I put my hands on my hips, watching her wasting her energy, and I felt relieved. Then, she turned around and looked at me, and I thought she had finally gotten the idea, but she suddenly let out a weird cry, leaned back, and two dry hands shot out from her hair like lightning, grabbed the rotating seal and began to exert force. The strange hands were so strong that I immediately heard the sound of the sea rust breaking inside.
Seeing this scene, it was unbelievable to the extreme. No wonder the strange hand disappeared, it turned out to be hidden in her hair. Was the person who just talked to me a ghost or a human? I was so scared that my scalp was numb and I almost fell to the ground. At this time, the rotary seal lock had loosened. The woman turned several circles and was about to open the steel door. Suddenly, there was a loud noise inside, and a large amount of water rushed out of the door. The door was directly opened by the water. The door hit the woman's back and actually knocked her flying. She threw me to the ground. I knew that the big thing was not going to happen in a second. Just when I wanted to push her away to escape, the sea water rushed over and directly pushed the two of us out five or six feet . I tried to raise my head and saw a huge face covered with scales, sticking out from behind the door, staring at me.