Chapter 127 Is he pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? (Please subscribe)

Chapter 127 Is he pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? (Please subscribe)

On the outskirts, Qingye Ceramics Factory.

As night falls, the dusk has not completely subsided, and the remaining light is reflected mottled on the roof and walls of the factory. The shadows of the trees dancing in the wind are like the fangs and claws of the night lying on the ground.

In the distance, the mountains are undulating, with light and darkness intertwined, like sleeping beasts, looking particularly strange in the dark night.

It was approaching seven o'clock in the evening, and the workers in the ceramics factory were all off work.

In the office, several key figures are gathering here.

Liu Qing was still wearing a cheongsam, but it was purple, and her temperament was not as elegant as the one beside Lao Zhang. At this time, she showed her true nature, and her temperament was a bit charming and enchanting.

Purple, really full of charm.

In her hand, she held an ancient coin, turning it over slowly under the bright light, admiring it carefully:

"The font is vigorous and powerful, and the dragon is lifelike. It's so beautiful."

Under the light, the coin shows its outline. Through the traces of time on its body, it seems that you can see the ups and downs it has experienced for more than a hundred years, and you can also see it reappearing the style of the past.

Yes.

This is exactly the 'Fengtian One Liang' coin made by Lin Chuan.

Next to Liu Qing, Mr. Li was dressed in a casual suit with a strange smile on his face: "If that boy knew that this coin is worth 46 million, he would probably feel regretful in his intestines, right?"

"Ah--"

Liu Qin chuckled, "By the time he knew it, it was already too late."

"It's a pity that we also invested three million in cash." Mr. Li sighed and said yes.

Liu Qin glanced sideways at Mr. Li and raised the corners of her mouth: "You are so shameless. You can't even give him 3 million."

"Don't talk about three million, I don't want to give him a cent." Mr. Li snorted coldly.

"Fengtian Yiliang" has been obtained. Mr. Li is no longer as elegant as when he was dealing with Lin Chuan. Instead, his eyes are cold and his face is contemptuous.

After Liu Qing admired the 'Fengtian Yiliang', she gently put the coins into a brocade box and smiled contemptuously: "Don't worry, the three million in his hand will also be ours."

Yes.

She also has the card of Lao Zhang in her hand.

As long as Lao Zhang takes the bait and opens an antique store, he will get the goods from her. Then Lao Zhang's assets will be firmly controlled by her and restricted by her.

And what about Lin Chuan?

As a newbie in the antiques circle, Liu Qing thought that with just a little trick, she could make Lin Chuanyao bankrupt and bankrupt, it was just a thought on her part.

Liu Qing is very confident.

Her confidence comes from never failing.

The setting sun faded and the moonlight shone. The outline of Qingye Ceramics Factory is looming, and the air is filled with the smell of earth and ceramics.

Outside the ceramics factory, a bright car light shone in, and a black Audi A8 parked outside the office.

Several big men got out of the car, led by a middle-aged man with a big belly. With a cold light in his eyes, he slowly walked into the office.

"The old wolf is coming."

Liu Qing glanced at the middle-aged man lightly and smiled.

The middle-aged man known as Lao Lang said coldly as soon as he entered the door: "Where are the things?"

"Here it is."

Liu Qing pointed to a brocade box on the table.

Lao Lang was very familiar with the office of Qingye Ceramics Factory. He walked up to Liu Qing, took the brocade box, opened it immediately, took out the coin, and observed it carefully under the light: "It is indeed a good thing!"

"I have never failed in the antique business." Liu Qing said with a look of pride on her face and the corners of her mouth raised.

"Well done, a sum of funds will be transferred to your account soon, just as you expected." The old wolf smiled and put the small brocade box into his suit pocket.

Liu Qing and Mr. Li looked at each other and smiled.

Immediately, the old wolf turned coldly and looked at Liu Qing: "The boss has other instructions. After you control your fish, prepare to take action!"

Liu Qing's eyebrows flashed and she asked: "Do it? Are you targeting that boy?"

The old wolf added: "Not only did we attack that boy, we also packed up his girlfriend and sent her to the factory together."

"No problem." Liu Qing's eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

"Let's go." The old wolf said something, turned around and left.

"Be careful, don't get caught."

"Fuck you!" Old Wolf cursed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the door, he saw inexplicable black shadows overlapping in the darkness in front of him.

Just when he was surprised, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Four or five red flashing lights flashed, accompanied by a unique siren sound, and several bright lights shone. In the vast night, the old wolf's eyes dazzled and he was frightened.

The police are coming!

"Hold still, police!"

When the old wolf was about to escape, the cold muzzle of the gun was already pressed against his forehead, and a bullet capable of penetrating his forehead would burst out at any time, making him completely afraid to make a mistake.

Immediately, the dazzling silver handcuffs clenched on his hands.

At this time, he squatted on the ground and saw clearly the huge formation in the night.

Right in front of the office building of Qingye Ceramics Factory, there is a group of heavily armed police officers, neatly dressed, with firm faces, and full of energy, holding dazzling and extremely deterrent weapons in their hands.

At night, the air in the ceramics factory was filled with tension.

Grass!

Lao Lang never expected that there would be a police ambush tonight. At this time, he had already greeted Liu Qing and Mr. Li dozens of times in his heart.

At this moment, Liu Qing and Mr. Li were both frightened.

The two of them heard the siren sounding, and saw the police standing under the flashing lights through the window, with a look of horror on their faces.

"Did you call the police?"

Liu Qing immediately turned her gaze to Mr. Li, her eyes full of anger, and even a hint of coldness flashed through her eyes.

Mr. Li's face was extremely ugly. He shook his head quickly and said with a cry: "Sister Liu, it was definitely not me who called the police!"

"Only you, me, and Lao Lang know about this. Who else knows?" Liu Qing frowned, her face gloomy.

"Is it that boy from Lin Chuan?" Liu Qing's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Impossible! He is counting money at home now!" Mr. Li said hurriedly.

"Find a way to escape first!" In a panic, Liu Qing made a quick decision.

However, the entire Qingye Ceramics Factory has been surrounded by Anling's criminal police team and anti-fraud police, and there is no way to escape.

Not to mention that two people so big can't escape.

Even if a fly comes, you have to squat down with your head in your hands and wait for the interrogation.

Outside the office of the ceramics factory, the flashlights were still flashing, and the sirens were particularly clear in the silent night sky, pouring into the ears of Liu Qing and Mr. Li.

The two of them felt increasingly uneasy.

"You have been surrounded. Don't struggle needlessly. Hold your head in your hands and squat down!"

boom!

The office door was broken open, and a cold voice came in.

Shen Qianqian held the gun with both hands and held it against Liu Qing's head. Another police officer quickly cuffed the handcuffs.

The same is true for Mr. Li.

Tonight's operation, the Anling police arrested the three leaders and some so-called entourage, and it was a complete success.

…

"Name."

"Liu Qing."

"gender."

"female."

"Profession."

"Antique business."

In the interrogation room, Shen Qianqian was wearing a clean police uniform with a high ponytail. She stared at the woman in purple cheongsam in front of her with a cold face: "Is this a simple antique business?"

"Yes, I have been engaged in selling antiques. I inspected the antique market in Anling some time ago and found it to be very promising, so I wanted to come to Anling for development."

Liu Qing sat on the cold tiger bench in the interrogation room, trying to conceal the facts.

On the way back to the police station, she remained silent, thinking about what went wrong that caused the Anling police to carry out such a large-scale arrest operation.

She never came up with an answer.

In addition, she was also thinking, would she have any evidence in the hands of the police?

But after much thought, she also had no answer.

In her eyes, this arrest was too weird, as if it fell from the sky.

Is it a coincidence?

Or maybe it was Lao Lang who lured the police here, so he was taken back for investigation?

It's very possible!

"Apart from antiques, have you never been engaged in any other industry?" Shen Qianqian asked unhurriedly.

"No."

Liu Qing shook her head.

"Do you have any dealings with the Miandi Old Street Factory?" Shen Qianqian looked at Liu Qing with sharp eyes and asked.

Liu Qing was shocked, but she tried her best to remain calm. She shook her head again and said, "I have never heard of the Miandi Old Street Factory."

"Yeah?"

Shen Qianqian suddenly raised the corners of her mouth, smiled slightly, and placed a piece of A4 paper in front of Liu Qing.

Liu Qing lowered her head and looked startled.

On the paper, there are impressive records of her many contacts with the factory in Lao Cai, Myanmar.

“Are you sure you haven’t heard of the Main Street Factory?”

Shen Qianqian asked again.

Liu Qing raised her head and glanced into Shen Qianqian's eyes. She suddenly felt a sense of oppression. The cold walls around her were biting her skin like small insects.

That contact record was like a bomb placed in front of her, and it might ignite at any time.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I've never heard of it. Some overseas customers need to order some ceramic antiques. I can't tell which factory they are from."

Shen Qianqian didn't seem to be troubled by Liu Qing's refusal to admit it. She returned to the table, took out another piece of A4 paper, put it in front of Liu Qing's table, blinked and asked, "You must have heard this now, right?" ?”

Liu Qing looked at the contents on this A4 paper.

Sudden!

Her pupils suddenly shrank!

The paper clearly recorded the fact that she laundered money for the Miandi Laojie Factory many times, as well as the transcript of her phone call with the Miandi Laojie Factory.

Among them, there are details including what antiques she auctioned and how much she earned.

She suddenly understood that the arrest by the Anling police was not caused by Lao Lang, but was directed at her!

"You don't have to confess, you can take a look at these." Shen Qianqian brought another A4 paper and placed it in front of her.

This piece of paper is the antique scam she has done in the past two years.

On the paper, the relevant information of the victim and the amount of money defrauded were recorded.

Liu Qing swallowed deeply, her slightly cloudy eyes filled with disbelief.

The three A4 papers Shen Qianqian placed in front of her made her feel like she was being stripped naked.

Yes, that's what it feels like.

She suddenly felt that there was no secret in her body, and all her criminal records were nowhere to be hidden!

However, Liu Qing frowned.

What she didn't understand was how did the Anling police find so much information about her?

"Can you tell the truth now?" Shen Qianqian looked at Liu Qing in front of her and asked with a smile on her face.

For the first time, she felt that the interrogation was such an easy task. All the information was clearly found out, and the naked evidence was right in front of her, making it impossible for the criminal suspect to argue.

"Can I ask a question?"

Liu Qing took a deep breath and asked suddenly.

"You ask." Shen Qianqian nodded.

"Who gave these information to you?" Liu Qing raised her eyes and looked at Shen Qianqian.

"No comment."

Shen Qianqian refused without hesitation, saying this was out of protection for the material provider.

Liu Qing fell silent, her mind spinning rapidly, constantly sifting through people who might have offended her recently and people who might investigate her.

She had wiped out all the previous scams.

During this period, she had been concentrating on defrauding Zhang De of antiques in Xingfu Community, and even did not hesitate to become Zhang De's girlfriend.

Could it be that... Zhang De discovered this antique bureau and is investigating me?

Liu Qingru thought.

But the next second she shook her head and threw the idea away. With Lao Zhang's IQ, he couldn't even spot this antique fraud, let alone investigate her criminal records.

Zhang De’s daughter, Xiao Zhang?

A second candidate came to her mind, but she quickly rejected it. She had dealt with Xiao Zhang several times. Xiao Zhang had opinions but not many, and relied more on her boyfriend.

Lin Chuan?

Lin Chuan!

When the name appeared in her mind, she was startled and the whole thing straightened out at once!

Lin Chuan is not an antique novice!

How could an antique novice find a 'Fengtian Yiliang' right away?

Moreover, at seven o'clock tonight, I made an agreement with Lao Lang to hand over the "Fengtian Yiliang", and just at this time, the police came to round up him.

Now it seems that this 'Fengtian Yiliang' is more like a game.

An antiques scam specifically targeting her!

The designer and layout person of this bureau is Lin Chuan.

Yes, he is not an antique novice, he is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!

He fooled everyone!

Moreover, he also founded a network security company, and his computer technology must be very good. It is very likely that he provided these information!

Thinking of this, Liu Qing's brows almost knitted together.

"I know who it is."

Liu Qing suddenly looked at Shen Qianqian and started talking.

Shen Qianqian's face was startled, and she turned back to look at Liu Qing, wanting to see what Liu Qing was going to do.

At this time, Liu Qing and Shen Qianqian looked at each other and said word by word: "These materials were sent by Lin Chuan, right?"

"Is it important who sent it?"

Shen Qianqian hesitated for a moment and frowned slightly.

Liu Qing sat slumped on the cold tiger bench, a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes, and she murmured in a low voice:

"I have been playing games for many years, but I didn't expect that a young boy would play games today, and I got in without knowing it."

"I'm so stupid, really. I just know that he has no research on antiques..."