Chapter 160 We can’t let Comrade Xiaolin be taken away! (Subscribe)

Chapter 160 We can’t let Comrade Xiaolin be taken away! (Subscribe)

The rain is getting lighter.

In the manor where the Gu Shiyue Museum is located, there are countless criminal policemen in dark blue uniforms standing ready, giving Hu Shu a great sense of oppression in the reception room on the third floor.

Gao Qinglin also walked to the window.

He was far from Hu Shu's calm demeanor. When he looked down, he saw that the police chief Zhao Gang personally led the criminal investigation detachment to surround the Gushiyue Museum. He was already panicking.

"Mr. Hu, what should we do now?"

Gao Qinglin's voice was trembling, his legs were a little weak, and his face was full of panic.

Hu Shu said nothing.

He just looked at the young man in white among the detectives downstairs, stunned.

There is no way to escape.

In less than a minute, a part of the criminal police detachment rushed to the reception room on the third floor.

Zhao Gang, Li Zeguang, and Lin Chuan also followed closely behind.

Outside the window, raindrops fell on the windowsill, very slowly, like the countdown of the second hand in the silent atmosphere.

With the disaster approaching, Hu Shu's expression regained his composure.

He sat quietly at the tea table in the middle of the reception room, slowly making tea.

"I'm a guest here, drinking tea."

Hu Shu poured three cups of tea and looked at Lin Chuan, Li Zeguang and Lin Chuan with a flat smile on his face.

These people are all old acquaintances.

Zhao Gang and Li Zeguang looked at each other and then sat down at the tea table, wanting to see what Hu Shu wanted to do.

Lin Chuan was not afraid and walked over gracefully.

The situation is now under control.

Gao Qinglin's legs were weak, and he was held up by Chen Hui and another criminal police comrade. He was handcuffed with dazzling silver, and his face was ashen.

Hu Shu didn't care about this.

His eyes swept across Zhao Gang, Li Zeguang, and Lin Chuan in turn, and then smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to find out the clues so quickly."

Zhao Gang and Li Zeguang looked at Lin Chuan.

Hu Shu raised his eyebrows lightly, confirming his suspicion, and looked at Lin Chuan, asking, "Xiao Lin, when did you realize that the thin jade bottle was a replica?"

Lin Chuan looked at Hu Shu with a smile on his face: "I saw it at the overseas cultural relics repatriation ceremony."

Hu Shu's calm face showed a look of surprise, and he frowned: "You saw it from the beginning, which means that even if there was no accident, you would still report it to the Cultural Relics Bureau, right?"

Lin Chuan nodded and said 'hmm'.

"I'm very confused. At your age, you shouldn't be able to tell the authenticity of the thin jade bottle."

Hu Shu glanced at Lin Chuan and asked in confusion.

Lin Chuan smiled and did not answer Hu Shu's question directly. Instead, he said: "Mr. Hu, you said you have been reading my novels before. Where are you reading now?"

Hu Shu didn't know why Lin Chuan asked this, but he still answered: "I just saw the part where Lin imitated the 'Northern Song Dynasty Fanchang Kiln Shadow Celadon Glazed Plum Vase', which is exactly 200 chapters."

"If I remember correctly, you can turn directly to Chapter 365."

Lin Chuan looked at Hu Shu and smiled.

Hu Shu glanced at Lin Chuan suspiciously, but still picked up the mobile phone on the table. Under the supervision of the criminal police, he opened the Qihang novel, entered the novel interface of "Last Week's Antiques", and turned to chapter 365.

Chapter name: I missed it.

Hu Shu frowned and browsed down, and the content of the novel came into his eyes.

‘It turns out that my counterfeiting career was not all smooth sailing. ’

'Just tonight, I made a mistake. ’

‘The jade bottle counterfeiting technology that I was proud of has failed. ’

'The night is very clear and the moonlight is white. ’

‘The chirping of summer cicadas rang out in the courtyard, and the evening wind blew the branches in the courtyard, making a whistling sound. ’

‘Brother Lin, come quickly! ’

'Xiaoqing called me loudly in the front hall, her tone a little urgent and anxious. ’

'On the square table in the middle of the front hall, there is a jade vase, named 'Qing Dynasty Chinese Thin Jade Vase with Twisted Branch Pattern'. Of course, it is an imitation of mine a few days ago. I just completed the Chinese Medicine Qinse tonight. . ’

‘I’m very satisfied with it and I think it’s a 100% perfect replica. ’

‘What’s wrong, I asked Xiaoqing. ’

'Xiao Qing held a few photos in her hand, pointed to the thin jade vase, and said anxiously, this jade vase is a little different from the jade vase in the photos! ’

‘I was confused and asked, what’s the difference? ’

‘When there is no strong light, they are the same, but when there is strong light, they are the same! ’

'Xiao Qing said. ’

‘I was suddenly shocked and checked immediately. Sure enough, when the strong light falls, their light and shadow will show extremely subtle differences. ’

‘…’

The more Hu Shu read, the more complicated his expression became.

Surprise, confusion, empathy...all of them.

At this time, when he looked at this chapter, he seemed to see his own current scene, which looked very much like him, but he did not point out the problem of light and shadow for him like Xiao Qing in the novel.

By the time he knew about the problem, it was too late.

"It turns out that you have already come into contact with the 'Chinese thin-bodied jade vase with branches and branches in the Qing Dynasty'."

After reading this chapter, Hu Shu sighed.

Only someone who has a thorough understanding of antiques can write such a novel.

no doubt.

Lin Chuan is such a person.

"I think I've been in contact with him before." Lin Chuan pondered slightly and said with a smile.

Hu Shu adjusted his clothes, raised his head, blinked, and smiled to himself:

"I thought that no one in this world would be able to spot the imitation of my jade, but I didn't expect that it would fall into your hands."

Lin Chuan shook his head.

He looked at this top celebrity in the magic city's antique circle and was also the leader of a large antique counterfeiting gang. He smiled and praised: "The plan you laid out is also very good."

Hu Shu's face moved slightly, and he sighed again: "After all, it's still a mistake. From now on, the world of antique counterfeiting will be yours."

As soon as these words came out.

The two directors, Zhao Gang and Li Zeguang, immediately turned to look at Lin Chuan, looking slightly startled.

Lin Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said to himself, "Boss directors, what are you looking at me for?"

Now I am on the side of justice, assisting you in arresting the leader of the criminal gang.

I abide by the law!

As for antique counterfeiting, I will not sell fake antiques!

Well, everything I make is genuine, the things that the ancients imitated me.

The rain outside the window stopped.

A few rays of sunlight penetrated the sparse clouds after the rain, and the pale golden light fell on the green leaves with water droplets still hanging on them, reflecting little crystals.

The wind blew slowly, and the clouds dissipated, revealing a clear and deep blue sky. The air was filled with the faint smell of floral perfume, which was fresh, natural, and refreshing.

After Hu Shu and Gao Qinglin were brought back to the police station, they confessed to their crimes.

The authentic thin-bodied jade vase with Chinese branches and branches from the Qing Dynasty reappeared in the sight of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

A large-scale antique counterfeiting gang was uprooted. The amount of money involved was huge and hard to estimate. For a while, the police station and the cultural relics bureau were all boiling.

…

Hanjiang Province, Police Office.

Zhong Chengming, wearing a dark blue executive jacket draped over his shoulders, slowly put down the phone, with a happy smile on his face, and he sincerely praised: "This boy, you did a great job! You did a great job!"

"Dad, what are you so happy about?"

At this time.

A young man in his mid-twenties walked in, about 1.8 meters tall, with a Chinese face, short hair, and a yellowish complexion.

Upon hearing this voice, Zhong Chengming's smile suddenly dropped.

Zhong Xunfeng, his son.

Zhong Chengming raised his eyes and looked at Zhong Xunfeng, looking up and down.

Zhong Xunfeng wears a dark blue cotton shirt on his upper body. The collar and cuffs are somewhat frayed, but they are clean and tidy. Outside the shirt is a large khaki work vest, and on the lower body is a pair of wear-resistant jeans. Wearing a pair of dark brown outdoor boots, there are still some mud stains on the shoes that have not been wiped clean.

"You, you don't know how to change your outfit when you come to the office."

Zhong Chengming looked at his son's appearance and twitched his lips. After all, it was someone else's child who was outstanding!

"I just stopped by for a drink of water." Zhong Xunfeng smiled, took out his cup, and poured the tea from Zhong Chengming's teapot into his cup.

Gulu gulu, it’s full.

"By the way, where are you going this time?" Zhong Chengming raised his eyes and asked.

"We are going to Anling this time. Our archaeological team received information that a large tomb was suspected to have appeared." Zhong Xunfeng said with a smile, and then took two sips of tea.

"An Ling..."

Zhong Chengming murmured, "You haven't unearthed anything every day. A promising young man of your age can kill a large criminal gang alone."

"Who is so powerful?"

Zhong Xunfeng asked casually.

"The young man who accidentally crashed a national treasure some time ago, Comrade Lin Chuan." When Zhong Chengming mentioned Lin Chuan, he showed a slightly relieved look on his face.

"He broke that jade bottle, shouldn't he be compensated and served a prison sentence? Why is it related to killing the criminal gang?" Zhong Xunfeng asked curiously.

When he learned that the thin jade vase had been damaged, he felt quite sorry.

"Xunfeng, don't just take everything at face value. In fact, the jade bottle Comrade Lin Chuan broke was a fake. He followed the clues and single-handedly uncovered a large antique counterfeiting gang lurking in the Magic City. , This is an incredible feat in the entire criminal investigation case, and it is enough to form a typical case and become a model for criminal investigation.”

Zhong Chengming praised him heartily.

Zhong Xunfeng frowned and asked doubtfully: "If he's not a writer of online articles, how can he still solve the case?"

"Don't underestimate Internet writers." Zhong Chengming corrected.

"I said before that when I stopped doing archeology, I would write a novel about my archaeological experiences and post it online. Why didn't you support me?" Zhong Xunfeng asked.

Zhong Chengming's face darkened: "Well, it's not that I don't support you writing novels, I don't support you going to archaeology. With your father's ability, as long as you learn 50, 60, 70%, it won't be difficult for the criminal police to solve the case! Then Would I not support your experience as a detective being turned into a novel?”

"I won't argue with you about this. I want to do archeology and write novels."

Zhong Xunfeng quickly stopped the topic, otherwise there would be endless bombardment.

It is true that Zhong Chengming was a good criminal policeman when he was young. He solved countless cases and made outstanding achievements many times.

That’s how we got to where we are today.

As for him, he had a special liking for archeology, so that father and son had serious differences in their career plans.

No one can convince anyone.

Professional hobbies are not inherited, but stubbornness is the same.

Zhong Chengming seemed to have accepted the current situation. He could only pick up the thermos cup and sip tea slowly, and then asked: "How long will it take to inspect Anling this time?"

"As little as three or two months, as much as one or two years."

Zhong Xunfeng replied.

"Pay attention to safety." Zhong Chengming warned.

Zhong Xunfeng smiled, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, we are a professional archaeological group. Generally speaking, there is nothing dangerous."

"Pay more attention, and there will always be no problem." Zhong Chengming warned.

"Okay, got it."

Zhong Xunfeng replied, and then chatted a few words about home affairs, then walked out of the office and headed for Anling City with his archaeological team.

It didn't take long.

A middle-aged man in a white shirt knocked on the office door: "Mr. Zhong."

"Zhang Biao, you came just in time."

When Zhong Chengming saw Zhang Biao, a hearty smile appeared on his face.

Zhang Biao handed the information in his hand to Zhong Chengming and reported: "Mr. Zhong, on behalf of the Anling Police Department, I will report to the provincial department on the progress of Anling City's anti-drug work."

"Okay, you say."

"At present, Anling City is vigorously carrying out anti-drug propaganda..." Zhang Biao reported with a solemn expression.

Zhong Chengming nodded frequently and praised: "The work is well done."

Zhang Biao immediately smiled and said: "It's all under the guidance of Mr. Zhong..."

"Stop flattering me."

Zhong Chengming waved his hand and asked immediately, "We have planned to designate several anti-drug model sites in the city. Do you have a list?"

Zhang Biao turned to the last page of the information: "These are the anti-drug model villages we evaluated."

Zhong Chengming nodded: "The work is progressing well. You have done a good job in anti-fraud and anti-gambling. The next work focus is to speed up the construction of Anling City into a drug-free city and a green, safe and civilized city in Hanjiang Province." "Model City."

"The task is a bit difficult, but... I promise to complete the task!"

Zhang Biao nodded solemnly.

"This task is an arduous task for any city, but you have defeated the hard core of anti-fraud. I have full confidence in you." Zhong Chengming said with a smile.

Zhang Biao raised his eyebrows and laughed dryly: "Mr. Zhong, you know that there is an important person among them."

"Xiao Lin is your An Ling's treasure, so you must take good care of him."

Zhong Chengming praised again.

"Of course, it's just that he is still in the Magic City and is involved in an antique damage case."

Zhang Biao sighed.

Zhong Chengming motioned Zhang Biao to sit down and said with a smile, "I was just about to tell you about this."

"What are your instructions, Mr. Zhong?"

"I just got the news that the case Xiao Lin was involved in has been solved." Zhong Chengming had a smile on his face, and even tail lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Broken?" Zhang Biao was startled.

"Yes." Mr. Zhong nodded slowly.

"How was it broken? Has Comrade Xiaolin been cleared of suspicion?" Zhang Biao asked hurriedly.

"Haha, Comrade Xiaolin solved the case himself and uncovered a large-scale antique counterfeiting gang for the Magic City Police Department. Do you think he was cleared of suspicion?" Zhong Chengming said slowly.

hiss!

Zhang Biao took a breath and couldn't help but said, "This is Comrade Xiaolin's strength!"

Zhong Chengming smiled and then gave instructions: "Comrade Xiao Lin went to the Magic City and showed amazing treasure identification and criminal investigation abilities. Now both the Magic City Police Department and the Cultural Relics Bureau value Xiao Lin. There is a lot of hope. You should know what to do about Comrade Xiaolin’s idea of ​​settling in Shanghai.”

"Mr. Zhong, I understand!"

Zhang Bian nodded immediately.

Comrade Lin Chuan is a talented person from Anling City.

We can't let him be snatched away by units like the Demon City!

A little late, here comes a 4,200-word chapter. Thank you brothers for your support! Thanks!