Rebirth 90: I changed my fate by winning the lottery

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At dawn, Professor Li woke up slowly. He hurried to check on Ding Mo and Zhou Lang and found them leaning against each other, talking and laughing.

Ding Mo was reluctant to tell Professor Li about Zhou Lang's identity, so he still didn't know who he was. He actually thought he was someone Ding Mo knew and had hired to save her.

Now Zhou Lang feels very guilty because his student is in this state. He already felt very guilty when Ding Mo was kidnapped. No matter what, he should be responsible for Ding Mo's personal safety when she went out this time. As a result, he caused her student to be arrested twice.

I was also arrested. I guess it was retribution.

Professor Li felt guilty and was very polite to Zhou Lang. The first thing he did when he woke up was to ask about Zhou Lang's injuries.

He actually had no idea that the reason Zhou Lang was exposed and beaten like this was simply because he was discovered while trying to rescue him. If he knew about this, he would probably blame himself to death.

Ding Mo was not going to tell him this, so let him continue to misunderstand that Zhou Lang was actually going to save her.

Soon, the people from Zhanta brought food to the master and apprentice, which looked much better than the working meal of their project team. Of course, they would not prepare Zhou Lang's portion.

So Professor Li and Ding Mo each gave half of the portion to Zhou Lang. Zhou Lang looked at the food in front of him with so much curry, and he didn't know whether to eat it or not, as he still had several wounds in his mouth.

However, Professor Li advised him to eat everything and hinted with his eyes: What if they can escape? You must have strength, right?

Encouraged by his eyes, Zhou Lang could only endure the pain and eat the meal with difficulty. He also drank the water he handed to him. Fortunately, he didn't want to go to the toilet yet, otherwise he could hardly stand up now. How could he go?

After eating, Ding Mo pretended to move around, walked back and forth in the huge underground palace, and carefully counted the number of people left by Zhanta to guard them, a total of 6. Then he went to the computer to check if it was still working properly.

She just walked back and forth like this, and nothing else happened except that she was urged to go back to continue repairing her cultural relics.

Zhanta has never come back, and the people guarding them are still doing their job diligently.

Ding Mo sighed. There was really no chance of escaping at all. How come Zhou, this undercover agent, didn't have a gun or something?

Helplessly, she had to stand at the workbench with Professor Li again. Whether to repair it or not, they had to first see what the thing they had spent half a day cleaning up yesterday was.

The master and disciple obviously had other purposes today and did not dare to move as slowly as yesterday. Their hand movements were still gentle, but obviously much faster.

They used bamboo sticks and brushes to thoroughly clean away the mud that was wrapped around the cultural relic yesterday, and also roughly swept away the dust on it, finally revealing its original appearance.

It was not a zun as Ding Mo had guessed before. Professor Li had to look at it several times before he could confirm that it was actually a lid. Most of the ancient bronze vessels with separate lids were 卣, 缶 or 瓿.

But the lid is square, so it is most likely a Fang Yi. Fang Yi has a high status among bronze ware and is usually regarded as a precious ritual vessel, most of which come from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Cultural relics from the Western Zhou Dynasty could not have been simply dug out of the ground by a farmer or a construction site. Zhanta's claim that these cultural relics are of no value is pure deception.

Ding Mo looked at Professor Li and found that he was also frowning in deep thought.

"It looks like someone is stealing important national cultural relics." Ding Mo said in a low voice.

Professor Li urged: "Go check other cultural relics, maybe you can find its base."

Ding Mo did not dare to hesitate and took Professor Li to the place where she found the bronze lid yesterday.

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The master and his disciple searched in the big box, moving some cultural relics around from time to time, just to find the base of the lid.

It's like another day of hard work.

Moreover, the underground palace had no windows, and ventilation depended entirely on fans, so they had no idea whether it was day or night outside. It was not until the guards came to deliver dinner that they realized it was already night.

Ding Mo ate dinner on pins and needles, as if she was eating her last meal. The tower occupiers would definitely come to ask her to transfer money tomorrow morning.

She had to think about how to deal with it now. Should she cause another computer failure? Zhan Ta was the leader of a dark web organization. Ding Mo didn't want to do anything fancy and attract some computer or network experts from Zhan Ta.

Otherwise, if the video she made was exposed, it would be enough to get her head cut off.

Oh, I have to find a way to go over to the computer and shut down QQ later, and by the way, I have to check on the situation on Wang Xiaowei's side.

Seeing that she was absent-minded and not eating properly, Zhou Lang threw the rag in his hand over to her, hitting Ding Mo on the head.

Ding Mo was thinking about countermeasures, and was really angry when he interrupted her. If the timing was not right, she would have to quarrel with Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang was very curious about what she was sighing about, so Ding Mo had to quietly tell him that she had no way to transfer the money from selling stocks to Zhan Ta and the others. So she estimated that she would go to see the Buddha early tomorrow morning.

Although online transfers are not popular in this era, there are still very few people who have not activated the online transfer function. Banks will help customers turn on this function when opening accounts.

"What if I tell them that my bank requires a U-Shield to transfer money, but I didn't bring my U-Shield with me when I went out and forgot it at the hotel, can I take the opportunity to run away?" Ding Mo asked Zhou Lang whimsically.

"What kind of big dream are you having? Do you really need to go there in person to get a U-shield or something?" Zhou Lang sighed. Why did this girl always find things for him to do?

"What kind of prompt will be given when the account is transferred online?" Zhou Lang asked again.

Ding Mo: "When I click on the bank's login screen, it will prompt me that I haven't registered yet and can't log in."

Zhou Lang: ...

"If I say that Zhan Ta and the others have an overseas account and the funds cannot be transferred over, what if I delay it for a few more days?" Ding Mo asked again.

Zhou Lang was completely exhausted.

"Zanta and his people have had economic dealings with China for a long time. Not to mention that they are very familiar with the remittance process, they have prepared many bank accounts in China. So don't use your brain blindly. Zhanta is not so easy to fool."

"What should we do now? Let them beat us up and then drag us out to kill us? They don't necessarily need my help to repair the cultural relics, right?" In fact, apart from those millions, Ding Mo might have no value to the people in Zhan Ta!

"No matter what, just find a way to escape!" Zhou Lang said firmly.