Chapter 542 True and false, false and true!

Market square office.

Because it's night.

The gate is empty.

There were only a few men in black patrolling around.

Although they saw Jiang Chuyang coming with Dalong.

But he didn't say hello.

But he still patrolled in his own way.

for this scene.

Jiang Chuyang was very satisfied.

After looking around.

Then he took Dalong directly into the market office.

Later, Li Xingye and Li Yaoguo also appeared.

But I didn’t enter the office at the first time.

Instead, he reached out and summoned a man in black to ask about the situation inside.

After learning that those caught in the trap were all local masters.

The two of them quickly walked into the office door excitedly.

But the front foot just walked in.

They were so frightened that they quickly retreated.

The reason for this.

That's because of the few native masters who were arrested.

All suffered serious injuries.

Among them was a burly native master holding an ancient glazed lamp.

Because of excessive blood loss, his face turned as pale as a piece of white paper.

"How could this happen?" Li Xingye asked Dalong in a low voice.

"Yes! I'm afraid this person won't live long, right?" Li Yaoguo frowned and asked.

"Well..." Dalong hesitated for a moment before replying: "They fell into a trap and wanted to leave by force. They are lucky to be alive, so it has nothing to do with me that they are like this now."

"That's right!" Li Xingye nodded slowly.

"We don't mean to blame you." Li Yaoguo added.

"I know." Dalong smiled.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Before letting the police take away these local masters, we have to ask for the inside story." Jiang Chuyang reminded.

"Then you ask." Li Xingye moved a chair and sat down.

Dalong directly closed the door to the office.

After all what they do now.

It is not appropriate to let outsiders know.

Jiang Chuyang poured himself a cup of tea before speaking, a burly native master: "What's your name?"

"Why should I... tell you?" Although the burly native master spoke weakly, there was a touch of coldness in his tone, and a hint of murderous intent.

"No reason, I just feel sorry for you." Jiang Chuyang sighed softly.

"Hmph! In our line of work, one day will come sooner or later, so you don't have to pity me." The burly native master sneered.

"Really? Then do you know that the reason why you ended up in this miserable end is because of the person who told you that the Golden Buddha was hidden under the desk drawer?" Jiang Chuyang took a sip of tea, and then whispered

asked rhetorically.

As soon as these words came out.

The burly native master's expression changed.

The faces of the other tied up natives also had expressions of shock and anger.

But none of them spoke, as if they had already agreed.

Jiang Chuyang, who is good at observing words and expressions, saw this scene.

He couldn't help but laugh: "Just keep on holding on! I hope that on the day you are shot, you will not say anything, let Ma Dongmei monopolize all your tomb robbing gains over the years, and let Ma Dongmei step on your

The bones are rich in wealth."

"No! No! Ma Dongmei is not such a person!" the burly native master roared hysterically.

Because he yelled with all his strength.

The next second the burly native master coughed violently.

He also coughed up bright red blood.

Jiang Chuyang frowned as he looked at it, and then followed the words of the burly native master and said: "Save your energy and speak! I tell you the truth, he hid the ancient glazed lamp under the drawer of the desk and then lured you into taking the bait. These are all Ma Dongmei's."

It’s her idea, because she doesn’t want to die, she wants to atone for her sins and use you bunch of local masters as a stepping stone to spend a few more years in prison.”

"No! No! You are lying!" The burly native master did not believe what Jiang Chuyang said at all.

But the eyes of the other native masters showed hesitation and fear.

Obviously, Jiang Chuyang's words shattered their psychological defenses.

This is the result Jiang Chuyang wants.

Lian Chengsheng pursued: "Then just think that I lied to you, Tao Zi!"

"You...how do you know my nickname?" The burly native master's eyes widened with fear in his eyes.

The other local masters were also confused.

"Ma Dongmei told me." Jiang Chuyang replied with a smile.

Actually not.

It was Liu Zhongquan who told Jiang Chuyang on the phone.

And Jiang Chuyang based on the current situation.

I more or less guessed that the burly native master in front of me was Taozi.

So after thinking about it again and again.

Then he called Tao Zi to cheat.

And now it seems that this move has been successful.

But the burly Tufuzi denied it continuously: "This... this is impossible! Ma Dongmei would not do this."

"What's impossible? Otherwise, do you think I can know your nickname? Can I set a trap to catch you, the leader of the country?" Jiang Chuyang asked in a funny tone.

The burly native master opened his mouth.

In the end I was speechless.

Jiang Chuyang knew that the burly native master had begun to believe what he said.

After a brief silence.

Suddenly asked: "What is your name? As long as you can tell me truthfully what I want to know, then I can guarantee that you will not be shot, at least you will not be used by Ma Dongmei."

"My...my name is Liu Tao." The burly native master hesitated for a moment and coughed lightly before replying.

"Liu Tao?" Jiang Chuyang secretly remembered: "Then can you tell me why you care so much about the golden Buddha in the ancient glazed lamp?"

"Because the Golden Buddha is worth a fortune, don't you know this?" The burly native master frowned.

Other local masters were also a little puzzled.

"Is the Golden Buddha priceless?" Jiang Chuyang couldn't help but laugh.

Li Xingye and Li Yaoguo, who had been silent on the side, also laughed out loud.

"What do you mean by this?" the burly native master asked.

"It's not interesting. Give me the ancient glazed lamp first." Jiang Chuyang stretched out his right hand.

The burly native master hesitated for a moment, but finally did it.

Jiang Chuyang took the ancient glazed lamp and unscrewed the lid in front of everyone.

Then he carefully took out the golden Buddha wrapped in a sheepskin scroll: "Did you know? This golden Buddha is fake. It is not as valuable as you said."

"What?" The burly native master's eyes widened.
To be continued...