My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 112 There is a problem with the box

Hangzhou, Zhujiajiao.

In an antique teahouse, Wang Zhaoping threw a peanut into his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on a door across the street.

There are two stone lions in front of the gate, and the red-lacquered wooden door. From the color of the bricks and stones, it can be seen that this house has been around for some time.

"Team Wang! I checked, Zhujiajiao No. 324. The registered head of the household is Ma Liang, male, aged 53, and his ancestral home is in Jinmen. He has no criminal record."

Qin Xiaoru, who was sitting beside him, closed his notebook and said.

"Ma Liang? Then who else is in this family?"

"Gone."

"Gone?"

"Yes, he is the only one on the household registration, but he has been divorced, and his ex-wife and two sons seem to have gone abroad."

"Lonely? Suspicious!" Wang Zhaoping rubbed his chin.

I'm in my fifties, living in a single-family old house, but I don't even have any relatives around me. Either it's forced by life, or it's convenient for me to be alone...

"Captain, it's too hasty to assume that someone has a problem just because of their lonely family, isn't it? There are eight hundred lonely people in the city, right?"

"Let's first determine that there is a problem here, and then speculate in reverse, then there is a problem!"

"So where did the news come from, Captain? Why did you go door-to-door? Didn't you mention that there is an intelligence network in Hangzhou?" Qin Xiaoru asked suspiciously.

"Exclusive news, how can I tell you this kind of secret!"

"If I don't say anything, I can probably guess that it must be that 'Chaoyang crowd' again, right?
Damn it, let me accept an interview and go to investigate the "Chaoyang masses" eating alone, captain, you are very unkind! "

"Don't talk nonsense, what are you eating alone? Didn't I bring you out here! It really solved the case, and you have a share of the credit."

"Don't be like last time, saying that you are arresting cultural relics dealers, but then you run into a murder case again?"

"You've watched too many cartoons. How could we be so lucky? There are murders wherever we go!" Wang Zhaoping rolled his eyes.

"Crack~" At this moment, the opposite wooden door opened, and a middle-aged man in Tang suit and Buddhist beads bracelet came out.

The two immediately looked over.

"Captain, he is the same as in the photo!" Qin Xiaoru whispered.

Seeing the target Ma Liang walking out of the alley with the Buddhist beads in his hand unsteadily, Wang Zhaoping put down his teacup.

"Go! Follow!"

The two followed Ma Liang for about ten minutes, and came to a rather lively antique street.

"Master Ma! Are you out for a walk again?"

"Yes! The weather is fine today."

"Master Ma, would you give me your hand on the ancient coins of the Ming Dynasty that I just scoured yesterday?"

"Not bad, good imitation."

I saw him looking here and there, picking up some antiques from the stall from time to time and chatting with the stall owner. He seemed to be familiar with the road, and he seemed to come here often.

"Brother, let me ask, is that Master Ma famous? Why does it seem that many people know him?"

Wang Zhaoping came to a vendor's stall just now, and handed over a Huazi with a smile.

"Oh! Don't get me wrong, I just have a small thing. I want to come here to find a reliable expert to appraise it. I'm afraid I will be cheated."

"Is that so..." The vendor took the cigarette without thinking about it.

"Then you are asking the right person. That Master Ma is a well-known connoisseur on the street, especially for good things from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. His eyesight is this!" The man held out a thumb.

"Yes, okay, thank you brother."

Leaving the booth, Wang Zhaoping and Qin Xiaoru looked at each other.

Regardless of whether the news is accurate or not, at least this person is finally related to cultural relics.

Following Ma Liang all the way, not long after walking, he saw the other party turning into an antique shop with a rather inconspicuous appearance.

Wang Zhaoping took a look, "Jingfuzhai", there are all kinds of antiques such as porcelain, calligraphy and paintings.

The two followed, and happened to see the owner of the store chatting enthusiastically with Ma Liang, and they walked into the back room without talking a few words.

They pretended to be tourists, pretending to be very interested in the ornaments in the store, and from time to time they picked up an antique and asked the clerk the price.

After a while, Ma Liang and the boss came out from behind, Ma Liang still had a small box in his hand.

When Ma Liang walked past the two, Wang Zhaoping's ears moved slightly.

With a smile on his face, the boss enthusiastically sent Ma Liang to the door.

"Master Ma, go slowly. Next time you have something good, please come and taste it."

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk!" Ma Liang smiled and cupped his hands, and walked out of the shop.

Ma Liang didn't pay much attention to Wang Zhaoping and Wang Zhaoping. This antique street has a lot of people, and naturally there are many tourists.

The two stayed for a while, then went out of the shop and continued to follow Ma Liang.

After half an hour...

"Captain, this guy looks like an ordinary antique lover, should we just follow him around like this?" Qin Xiaoru couldn't help asking.

The other party has already visited seven or eight antique shops, large and small, and stayed there for a long time or a short time, and there are two more packaging boxes in his hand. It seems that it is no different from ordinary cultural and entertainment lovers shopping for things.

"So you are still young. As a criminal policeman, we have to watch more, listen more, and think more. You think he is ordinary, but I think we have found the right target!" Wang Zhaoping's eyes flashed brightly.

"Huh? Captain, what did you find?"

"Hehe! Have you noticed, have you paid for the two things in his hand?"

"Pay?" Qin Xiaoru froze for a moment, then began to think carefully.

"Scanning codes are generally used to pay in stores now, and he just... didn't seem to pay with his mobile phone.

But that doesn't mean anything, does it?Maybe he is familiar with those two bosses? "

"My brother still knows how to settle accounts. There is no reason to pay on credit for buying texts and games, and... when I passed by him just now, I heard a slight sound of metal clashing. Guess what it is?"

"Metal clang? What?"

"Gold bars, I guess!"

"Gold bars?" Qin Xiaoru asked in surprise.

"Large transfers will leave traces through transfers, and it is inconvenient to transfer cash.

At this time, if you don't want to carry a large amount of cash to attract attention, many black market merchants will carry a few gold bars, which are convenient to carry and very concealed. "Wang Zhaoping analyzed with the experience of the old driver.

"You mean, they just used gold bars to complete the transaction? So... the box is likely to contain prohibited cultural relics?

no?Are they just carrying things around in such a big way? "

"Da Yin hides in the city. Compared with sneaking around, this kind of aboveboard transaction is not easy to be noticed. If it were you, would you want it?"

"Hmm! It makes sense, so the other party is really likely to be a dealer in cultural relics?
So what do we do now?Go up and get the stolen goods directly? "

"I'm just guessing. I'm not sure. I can't move him yet. Let's observe again."

As soon as Wang Zhaoping finished speaking, he found that the target of the stalking had already walked out of Antique Street, stopped a taxi on the road and got in.

"Follow up!" The two hurried to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

Ten minutes later, the taxi in front circled around and returned to Zhujiajiao.

"Isn't it? You have to take a taxi for such a short distance?"

After getting out of the car, Qin Xiaoru looked at Ma Liang, who was leisurely walking home, and said speechlessly.

"No! There is something wrong with the box!" Wang Zhaoping's expression changed.

"The box?" Qin Xiaoru looked at Ma Liang, who still had the two boxes in his hand, so there was nothing wrong with it.

"It's too light. I just carefully observed how they sway. There are obviously heavy objects inside, but now...too light!"

"Huh?" Qin Xiaoru observed for a while, and sure enough, the box was swinging a little bit, as if it didn't weigh much.

"Could it be..."

"It's the taxi just now!" The two thought of the answer almost at the same time.

"It seems that the car is his connector, who is responsible for transferring the goods! One is in charge of identification, and the other is in charge of sending things away... This must be a gang." Wang Zhaoping analyzed.

"Damn it! I didn't write down the license plate number just now!" Qin Xiaoru said angrily.

"It's okay! I forgot, Zhejiang AXXXXXX!"

Qin Xiaoru was stunned.

Wang Zhaoping smiled and blinked at her. "So, you still have a lot of basic skills to learn."

After speaking, he took out his phone and called the local police force in Hangzhou.

"Hi! Lao Lin, I'm Wang Zhaoping. I need your cooperation on a case... Mmm! The license plate number is..."

……

Three hours later...

"Boom!" There was a knock on the door of Zhujiajiao No. 324.

Ma Liang, who had just woken up and his eyes were still a little dazed, just opened the door.

"Mr. Ma Liangma, right? Hello, I am Wang Zhaoping from the criminal police team. You are suspected of illegal reselling of cultural relics. Please cooperate with our investigation. This is a search warrant."

When he saw Wang Zhaoping with a serious face outside the door and several policemen behind him, Ma Liang lost all sleepiness and his heart sank...

(End of this chapter)