Dragon Country.
Lunch had ended.
Chen Long took Meng Fan on a tour of the rooms.
He also cleared out a room for him to stay in that night.
That afternoon, the group headed to the crime scene.
On the drive, Chen Long told Meng Fan about the earlier incidents.
When they arrived, a few hoofprints still remained on the street.
The three got out to inspect the scene.
"Barring any surprises, the Terracotta Warriors will appear again tomorrow." Chen Long stood on the street with one hand resting on a lamppost, his expression grave.
His appearance drew the attention of quite a few passersby, who took out their phones to photograph him.
Beside him, Meng Fan crouched down and made a token inspection of the hoofprints.
He couldn't glean any clues from them.
He was only going through the motions to look professional.
"There should be warning signs before anything happens. So, Brother Long, did anything else happen before the Terracotta Warriors incident?"
"Yes. We've been searching for related clues ever since the Terracotta Warriors appeared. Our investigation uncovered a grave-robbing incident two days before their appearance."
"A grave-robbing incident?" Meng Fan's interest was immediately piqued. He felt this might well be the breakthrough they needed.
"The grave robber himself reported it to the police. According to him, everyone else who went into the tomb with him died."
"Where was it?"
"P City Mountain. And after comparing samples, we found that the soil in the hoofprints was almost identical in composition to the soil on P City Mountain. We can conclude that both P City Mountain and the grave-robbing incident have some connection to the Terracotta Warriors."
"Brother Long, do you know where they broke into the tomb?"
"Of course. We had our people secure it yesterday. We haven't