More than ten meters underground, a brick chamber tomb from the Han Dynasty.
In front of the stone gate, Shen Qianqian, Qin Sisi, Su Yu, and Old Lu among others focused their eyes on Lin Chuan.
They saw Lin Chuan tap the stone gate, which was over two meters tall, then he shined his flashlight into two small holes on the gate, before extending his index and middle fingers to probe inside.
Old Lu frowned and asked in confusion, "Is there something inside these small holes?"
Director Su Yu wasn't completely ignorant; after watching Lin's actions, he murmered, "I suddenly recall that, years ago, when interrogating Zhang Biao, a tomb robber, he had mentioned a technique for opening tomb doors that required having very long index and middle fingers. However, he had not mastered it, and I didn't know if it was real or not."
"Having very long index and middle fingers is useful for what?"