I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 294
Iron-faced Buddha-Mei Qian became famous in Jianghu after successively robbing and excavating several large ancient tombs.

And what he relies on is not only his extraordinary skills and his superb ability of searching for dragons and caves.

It is also because of his old-fashioned and pedantic behavior habits that he digs graves and robs graves to do things that harm the morality, and at the same time sets quite strict rules for his subordinates.

It can be said that among the Tufuzi and Xiling Lishi who were active in the south at that time, this group of well-organized tomb robbers was quite chivalrous, and occasionally gave some money to refugees.

Because of this, this group of people has a high reputation among the people, but they have been suppressed by the government, warlords and even their colleagues.

Until the end of the braided court's rule, the size of its gang was still small, but they were extremely enthusiastic about various large ancient tombs, especially the tombs of the pre-Qin period, which they would surely steal, even to the point of madness.

The world, including Mei Qian's subordinates, are very puzzled by this.

Ancient tombs before the Qin Dynasty were difficult to find, and most of the burial objects were bronze wares, which had great cultural value and had nothing to do with tomb robbers. They were far less popular than Han and Tang ancient jades and Yuan and Ming porcelains, and were heavy and difficult to carry. Mei Qian is even more strictly forbidden to sell to foreigners, and they don't earn much every time they go to the grave.

But Mei Qian has been enjoying it for decades like a day.

In fact, they don't understand that Mei Qian is a person who has suffered. Although it is only half a month, he has seen the darkness that is rare in the world. These shocks are undoubtedly huge, enough to destroy a person's three views and change a person's character.

Mei Qian, who has become an iron-faced Buddha, is no longer a pursuit to live. He is struggling to find the relics of his ancestors, with only one goal - to transcend the extraordinary...

At the end of this paragraph, Mei Qian in front of the computer moved his stiff neck, looking at the manuscripts on the software that were updated enough for more than ten days, he couldn't help letting out a long breath.

Unlike Mei Qian, who was washing up and was able to control her time freely, the conference room in a hotel in Hangzhou was still brightly lit until the early morning.

Just this afternoon, the 317 task force was announced to be established in cooperation with the police from Xiadu, Hangzhou and Haicheng, the customs anti-smuggling bureau and the archaeological bureau.

Its purpose is to investigate the "Big Dipper Extraordinary Cultural Relics Smuggling Case", which is the resident of Hangzhou.

Since the task force has just been established, the cooperation between the various groups needs to be adjusted. Many members have not yet arrived, and the progress of the preliminary work is actually not fast.

However, after the existing staff worked overtime, a lot of information was still collected one after another.

However, as the person in charge of Hangzhou, Lou Qingshan looked more and more disappointed as he read page after page of the investigation report.

A small policeman took a careful look at him and sighed: "The shipping company to which the Big Dipper belongs is still under investigation, and no connection with Mei Qian has been found so far, and the company is in Europe and needs the support of Interpol. It may not be soon. .”

"Do your best!" Lou Qingshan frowned, thought for a while and asked again: "Where's Mei Qian? Xia Du sent the information over?"

The little police officer looked even more bitter: "I can't find any overlap between Mei Qian's life trajectory and Zhou Kuan's. The only possibility is half an hour in the woods or a few days on the cruise ship. Team Lou, is our direction wrong? ?”

"Impossible! Remember the ghost ship incident two years ago? It was a real smuggling ship. A writer went out to sea twice in total, but both of them were involved in the smuggling of cultural relics. The coincidence is outrageous." Lou Qingshan resolutely road.

"But these two ships sank, and the cultural relics didn't get out at all." The little police officer whispered: "The first time he took the initiative to report the crime, but the second time he almost died. I think he simply had a conflict with the smuggling group... ..."

But he was stared back before he finished speaking, Lou Qingshan continued to look through the file: "It seems that everything has returned to the original point, and all the key lies in Mei Qian's whereabouts six years ago."

"It's hard!" The little police officer was terrified on the surface, but he had a strong spirit of complaining, and muttered to himself: "It's not a day or two for Xia Ducha Meiqian, and the files are all piled up. I don't think this is a breakthrough."

"Then your team will be in charge of this matter. Didn't you say that he is going on a trip? You keep an eye on him. I will know when he eats, when he sleeps, and what he talks about in his sleep. Hurry up. manage!"

"Ah?" The little policeman was startled, but immediately stood still and saluted, "Yes!"

Naturally, Mei Qian didn't know, as far away in Hangzhou, there were still people who couldn't forget him, and were even interested in what he said in their sleep.

It is estimated that even if he knew, he would not care at this time, and even, in his heart, he might feel a little bit excited?
After sleeping peacefully, Mei Qian booked the ticket early the next morning, and was about to get up and go to the station when the time was almost up.

However, he is destined to be bumpy this time, because he has been frustrated one after another since he started buying.

It can be said that not long after he put down his mobile phone to book tickets, just like yesterday, another group of unexpected guests came...
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Kevin is...

In order to maintain continuous updates, there are only so many, please don't call me short, um, it's really good to see that it has been dusty for thirteen years.

(End of this chapter)