You wouldn’t know if you didn’t ask, but you would be shocked if you asked. According to Zhang Jian’s confession just now, Liu Dongsheng thought that the “old man” was quite aloof from the world, at least he was quite generous to his subordinates in terms of money, but later he heard that Zhang Jianyi

Looking back, I realized that the implementation situation was far more than what I imagined. Whatever the old man looked at should be a national treasure-level cultural relic. Even a layman like me felt my hair tightening when I heard it. The only flaw was this Zhang

Jian's knowledge of cultural relics is far more than just tomb robbing. He can only describe the shape and size of all the cultural relics, but has no idea which dynasty they were used for.

"At that time, when the old man gave everything to Liu Jie and asked him to take action, we were quite unconvinced, especially me. Liu Jie was just a fool. When we debuted, he didn't know which set he was in.

Where are the mustard seeds*... If we give him everything, what will we eat?" At this point, Zhang Jian's expression seemed to be much more relaxed than before, "But when I saw it later... we were also scared for a while, but fortunately we didn't pick up those tricky things.

,Those things were given to us, but we really didn’t know what to do..."

"How do you say that?" Liu Dongsheng frowned.

"The things he gave Liu Jie were all solid (jargon: 'big and heavy'), and the smallest one was as big as this..." Zhang Jian used his arms to wrap around a pot-sized one (because he was wearing a

Handcuffs, so you can’t make direct gestures with your hands), "Anyone weighs less than fifty or sixty kilograms...the heaviest one weighs several hundred kilograms, who wants that thing...I can’t even imagine how they dug it out of the grave in the first place...

"

"Is there any copper bell?" Zhang Jian mentioned "solid guy", and Liu Dongsheng suddenly remembered the chime bell.

"Bronze bell? What bronze bell?" Zhang Jian was stunned.

"It's just... uh..." Zhang Jian asked this, and Liu Dongsheng was also dumbfounded. He had never seen the so-called chime bell. "It's similar in shape to the monks ringing bells in temples... bells... made of bronze...

Some are big and some are small…”

"No..." Zhang Jian shook his head, "I knew that the first batch of things given to me were all vats... without bells... but the copper ones are genuine..."

"Vats? Are they all vats?" Liu Dongsheng was stunned. The old man doesn't pickle pickles, so why would he need so many vats? "Nothing else? It's similar to... similar to a vat, but it can be hung with the mouth facing down?"

"No..." Zhang Jian smiled slightly, "Reporting to the government, I think I can still distinguish between bells and tanks... Before I came in, the old man gave Zhang Jian a batch of goods, all of which were tanks, all kinds of tanks...

There were…more than a dozen…I don’t know what they gave me after that…”

"Well... what are the approximate dimensions and what are the patterns? Try to remember them!" Liu Dongsheng recorded them one by one with a pen. "By the way, how much did these cultural relics sell for in the end? How was the money dealt with in the end?"

"I didn't know it at first, but later I found out... It turns out that Liu Jie has relatives abroad. No one in China would dare to buy these big items, and there are very few people buying them abroad... But once you meet a buyer who knows the goods,

It must be a big deal. As the saying goes, if you don't open for half a year, you can eat for half a year after opening..." Zhang Jian said, "When I came in, about half of those tanks were sold. The old man wanted one-third for himself, Liu Jie took one-third, and the other three.

As soon as we divided it... I don't know how much it sold for... but each of our shopkeepers took a total of about one million, kept half of it, and gave the other half to the associates... If we really got one-third

If so... then the total may be around 10 million... but I think it's more than that... Who knows how much they sold it for..."

"Ten million...!?" Liu Dongsheng's eyes widened. The amount of money involved in any case he handled had not reached this amount.

"By the way...look at this..." Liu Dongsheng suddenly remembered that the photo of the bronze bowl with the dragon head with the Bagua pattern had been kept in his handbag without taking it out. "Are there any in the pile of jars you mentioned?"

this…"

"There seems to be..." Zhang Jian took the photo and said silently, "But even foreigners are not very interested in this kind of thing. It would be good if we can talk to three or four buyers at once... At that time, that kid Liu Jie was also very worried... Selling

This thing has a limited time limit for the old man. If he can't sell it within the time limit, he will be in trouble..."

"Limited time limit?" As a criminal police officer, Liu Dongsheng knows very well the motives of criminals who are eager to get rid of stolen goods. There are only two reasons. One is that they are eager to escape and need travel expenses, and the other is that they owe a large amount of gambling money, drug money, or loan sharks. Some people

Force him, but if this old man is so powerful, the possibility of being threatened by others is obviously unlikely. Is he going to escape? "When did this happen?" Liu Dongsheng asked.

"It was several years ago... I didn't come in at that time..." Zhang Jian said, "In the past, when we encountered the tombs that the shopkeeper could take freely, the money for the items was not all ours... we had to hand over half of it to the old man... which is strange to say.

, this old man sometimes digs graves with a very purposeful purpose. He opens the coffin and takes one thing, leaving us untouched. It seems that he is just for the one thing in the coffin. But sometimes it seems that he digs directly for money.

I don't care about the grave, I don't even look at it..."

"Purpose...? What purpose? What has he taken? Why is he anxious to ask for money?" Liu Dongsheng became more and more confused. From the deaths of Liangzi and Chen Junsheng, it is not difficult to see that so far, this old man is still active in

On the crime scene, there seems to be no sign of fleeing. If it's not to escape and to repay debts, then why is this old man so anxious to use money? Besides money, what other purpose can there be for robbing tombs?

"I don't know about that..." Zhang Jian said, "At first there were many small items, which were distributed by the shopkeeper to the clerks. Then the clerks would look for people in private to take action, 3,500, 350,000, whatever.

, if you encounter an untouched tomb, it is normal to get two to three million, but later, the old man seemed to be crazy, and the trading frequency increased from once every two or three months to once a month, and some

Twice a month, when we were in trouble, the grave we dug might have been dug through eight lifetimes ago, and everything that could be taken away had already been taken away... The old man forced the shopkeeper to take away the things that could not be taken away.

Those who left had to dig out, and the most terrible thing was that later on, most of the tombs we dug were dug by others, and our income was not as good as before, so the old man also sold the things he kept, and

Limited time.”

"Oh... what are the things that can't be taken away...?" Liu Dongsheng understood better. It seems that this old man is not only short of money, but also seems to be looking for something, and what he is looking for is probably hidden in the so-called water.

In order to achieve this goal, he even resorted to looking for a needle in a haystack to commit crimes, and also recruited a group of gangsters to sell the stolen goods to raise funds for further crimes! However, one thing that is worthy of recognition is that this old man's historical knowledge must be

Very rich, and seems to know what kind of tomb the "jar" he is looking for may be buried in.

"The vat!" Zhang Jiandao said, "Sometimes, the big vat weighs more than 200 kilograms, which is as tall as one person. One of the two shopkeepers pulls it from above, and the other pushes it from the bottom. It doesn't take a whole night to get it up, and the hole is dug.

It’s bigger than a sewer manhole cover…”

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Liu Dongsheng asked doubtfully.

"There is an old man. He will come up with some evil tricks. He will put a small yellow flag on the shopkeeper's body, and then toss it around to ensure that no one comes forward. The shopkeeper will not dare to pick up the flag. I don't know how he did it..."

"What does the flag look like?" Liu Dongsheng asked.

"I haven't seen it... I also heard what Brother Jiang said..." Zhang Jian said, "Report it to the government. You'd better be careful when arresting him. That person... is probably... not a human being..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Although he said this, Liu Dongsheng kept thinking, "If you're not a human, you must be a ghost!?"

"It's very possible..." Although Liu Dongsheng said something arrogant, his answer was quite serious...

After recording about a dozen "guys" provided by Zhang Jian and the other two "shopkeepers" except Liu Jie and Li Shulin, Liu Dongsheng took the list and directly "beat" him back to the bureau at his own expense. At this time, a large group of people

It was already off work, and only Erga was still in the courtyard watching with great interest how the technicians installed this super-advanced "Motorcycle" brand car radio, "Hey, Captain Liu, why are you back? I thought you had to wait until midnight...

"Seeing Liu Dongsheng approaching in a hurry, Erga hurriedly greeted him, "Captain Liu, I'm telling you, it's so advanced! It's so advanced! It's high-tech for national defense! We tried it just now, and the sound is better than making a phone call.

It’s clear! It’s so advanced!”

"First of all...! Advocate for foreigners..." Although he said this, Liu Dongsheng couldn't help but walked to the car and took a look, wanting to see what kind of magic this so-called motorcycle radio station was. He walked to the car

In front of me, I saw a young technician sitting sideways in the driver's seat with his head down doing wiring. Under the original heating outlet, there was a black device, which must have been the host of this motorcycle brand radio station. At a glance, Liu Dong probed

Sheng glanced at the trademark on the radio host, as if to see if the so-called motorcycle brand was really a motorcycle. However, although he didn't see the motorcycle, he did see a row of English letters: motorolA.

"Oh... you are the captain, right?" When the technician saw an older plainclothes man poking his head next to him, he stopped what he was doing and reached out to shake Liu Dongsheng's hand.

"Oh, hello, hello... I'm here to take a look... Thank you for your hard work..." Liu Dongsheng hurriedly stretched out his hand, "I'm going out of town tomorrow. I don't know how far this thing is effective..."

"The theoretical distance is about a hundred kilometers..." The technician got up and got out of the car, walked to the trunk of the car and lifted the lid of the trunk, "The front is only a small part, the big part is here... The theoretical transmitting power of this radio station is

With 70 watts, the call distance on plains is about a hundred kilometers, but if there are buildings there may be a discount, but there is no problem at all for thirty or forty kilometers...at least, it will definitely be no problem in urban areas of Tianjin!"

"Thirty or forty kilometers...?" Liu Dongsheng was stunned. It seems that there is no chance of using this in Hebei...

After giving the technician a cigarette, Liu Dongsheng dragged Erga to the office, "Didn't you say that it can be used in Tibet? Damn it, I have to pay for a taxi..."

"Conscience of heaven and earth, Captain Liu, when did I mention the matter of Tibet?" Erga was about to die, thinking that he, the leader, was too exaggerated?

"Okay, stop talking about it now, and quickly ask the city bureau for support..." Liu Dongsheng took out the list of Zhang Jian's confessions, "None of these people can run away!"

"This..." Erga frowned as he took the list and looked at it: Yang Zi, lives near Qinjian Road, Hongqiao District... Daluo, lives near Wangchuanchang, Hebei District... Pangdun, lives near Guozhuangzi, Hebei District, Xiao

Song, lives near No. 1 Palace in Hebei District... "I said Captain Liu, these are all nicknames... and there is no detailed address..."

"Nonsense, you have a name, a surname, an address, and you're asking for support!? I'm going to Hebei tomorrow. You can use your strength to find out for me. No one is allowed to run away. I have to find them dead or alive!" Liu

Dongsheng said, "If you find any signs of fleeing, immediately set up barriers at train stations, long-distance bus stations, and the exits of various national highways and expressways. If you fail to do this for me, you will fix it for me when I come back."

Go across the road and sell pome nuts*!”

"Yes!" Although Erga was big-headed at this time, he was still quite excited. After all, it was the first time he had received such an important order since he started working. It seemed that the leader valued him very much. His previous flattery was not in vain.

Shoot... "By the way, Captain Liu, why are you going now... Why don't you wait for the radio to be installed and try the new one?"

"That's bullshit...I have something important to do now. Please help me keep an eye on that radio station...Tomorrow morning, no matter how good or bad I pretend to be, I will definitely have to use the car..." Liu Dongsheng picked up his bag and went straight to Zhang Yicheng's house...

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annotation*:

Urine mustard: namely diapers.

Big pome: that is, peanuts.

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