The Lost Tomb Vol. 1

Chapter 41: Uncle Three's Lies

When I saw these words, I was so surprised that I almost fainted. Wu Sanxing and Chen Wen-Jin...wasn't this Uncle Three and his girlfriend? Could they have left this notebook here back then? But how did such a thing end up on a ghost ship?

Let's assume that before this ghost ship sank, there happened to be two people on board who were also called Wu Sanxing and Chen Wen-Jin. And suppose these two people also happened to come to the Xisha Bowl Reef to do archaeological work. The chance of such a coincidence happening was so slim that I'd probably have better luck winning five million yuan at the lottery.

I pondered over it for a while but decided that there wasn't a need to think too much about it. There was no other explanation for this notebook—it was something Uncle Three and the others must have left behind. Moreover, based on the inscription on the title page, Uncle Three must have given this notebook to Chen Wen-Jin back then. Chen Wen-Jin probably used it as a log to record the daily progress of their Bowl Reef expedition, which meant that the owner of this notebook was Chen Wen-Jin.

It appeared this ghost ship was related to Uncle Three and the others' archaeological activities back then and may have even been the big fishing boat that didn't come back on time.

After thinking for a moment, countless questions popped into my head and I began to feel a splitting headache.

It appeared that only the parties involved would know the truth behind these mysteries. Everything I knew only scratched the surface and seemed to lack a core theme to connect them all. If Uncle Three, that old fox, had honestly told me everything from the beginning, I probably would've had the key to figure out the whole mystery by now.

Or maybe the contents of this notebook could give me some clues? I originally wanted to hide it and look at it when no one else was around, but I couldn't stand my burning curiosity any longer. Plus, I figured that woman would know about it sooner or later anyways so there was no need to be so mysterious. Instead of trying to hide it from her, I simply flipped the notebook to the next page and started reading.

Chen Wen-Jin was a very meticulous person—each day's notes were listed in the same clear and organized format. The first page recorded the first day of their departure, which was July fifteenth. A list of the team members was also included, and I saw that the leader was Wu Sanxing. What was that Poker-Face's name again? I remembered Uncle Three mentioning that his surname was Zhang so I started reading down the list to see if it was there. As it turned out, there was a person named Zhang Qiling. Was it really him?(1)

I flipped to the next page and found some key information regarding the process they used to find and determine the specific location of the undersea tomb, but it was way more detailed than what Uncle Three had told me before. Even the types of ropes used and the theories and conclusions about the course of the expedition had all been recorded. It was completely different from Uncle Three's crude style of doing things, and I couldn't figure out how the two of them got together in the first place. But I didn't need to look at this information again since I had already heard it before so I flipped to the end and stared at it with a dumbfounded expression on my face.

In fact, I didn't have to read the last entries in detail; just looking at their titles was enough to leave me feeling shocked and angry enough to curse that bastard Uncle Three a hundred times over.

This is what Chen Wen-Jin wrote:

July 21st—Entered the undersea tomb for the first time.

Personnel: Wu Sanxing

Progress: Cleared the left and right ear chambers and corridor. Preparing to clear the rear chamber.

Work: Used an air pump to ventilate the tomb chamber and prepared for long-term cleanup.