Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 265 Booty
The lobby of Ning'an Hotel was in chaos because of the blond man.

But all the chaos was caused by the man who was under guard. The police watched him yell like a monkey, and did nothing until the interpreter arrived.

Director An followed Zhou Huilan with four policemen and went up the elevator to find Duan Zhenghong.

After the blond man left, Duan Zhenghong's room door never opened again.

After discussing with Director An, it was still Zhou Huilan who knocked on Duan Zhenghong's door.

Duan Zhenghong, who heard Zhou Huilan's self-reported family name, quickly came over and opened the door, "What? Boss Zhou regretted it..."

But as soon as the words fell, the policemen hiding on both sides of the door took a step forward, one pressed the opened guest room door, and the other entered the room and directly handcuffed Duan Zhenghong.

"You, you, what are you doing!" Duan Zhenghong's face turned pale, his hands trembling with righteous indignation.

Director An also walked up to him, "Hello, Mr. Duan, we have received a report that we suspect that you are reselling national cultural relics. Please cooperate with our investigation."

"Cultural relics?" Duan Zhenghong thumped his crutches loudly, "Where did you get the information! Is this girl talking nonsense? I have been living overseas for decades, and I finally came back to my hometown and was bullied by a young girl. , do you respect the old like this!"

"Old Mr. Duan, that's not the case. Although our country has a tradition of respecting the elderly, the laws of the country cannot be broken. Selling cultural relics is also a felony. If you are wronged, we can also trace it for you and clean it up. Purify this innocent injustice."

After Director An finished speaking, the policemen let go of Duan Zhenghong and went straight into his room.

"Do you have a search warrant! This is my private territory, and it's illegal for you to do this!" But no matter how much he yelled, an old man in his 80s couldn't stop the police at all.

Director An was also very good at these literary words, so he just walked around in circles with Duan Zhenghong.

But soon, there was movement in the house, and something was really found.

It was the tomb town beast that Lu Changqing told the Bureau of Cultural Relics. It was black with a bit of brown, and it was so heavy that it couldn't be seen what it was made of.

When this thing was taken out by the police, Duan Zhenghong's nose was crooked from anger.

"This is something passed down from my ancestors, something from my Duan family. Could it be that this kind of thing is in your country and is forcibly handed over to the country!"

"Of course not. If the cultural relics are indeed handed down from our ancestors, we will of course return them to Mr. Duan." Faced with Duan Zhenghong's fury, Director An was obviously much calmer.

But soon, the police found other things from Duan Zhenghong's room, many things.

He lived in a suite in the Ning'an Hotel, the back room was connected to the cloakroom, and in the small cloakroom, there were thirteen cultural relics piled up, including stone-carved Buddha heads that had been cut out, as well as jade, copper, etc. Utensils, as well as some incomplete accessories, filled the empty shelves in the cloakroom.

In the two lifetimes before and after, Zhou Huilan had never seen so many old objects before, and she was stunned.

Lu Changqing did not expect Duan Zhenghong to have so many antiques, but at the same time astonished, he also felt that these things of his were a bit different from those collected by his grandfather before.

"Something's wrong." Lu Changqing frowned and muttered unconsciously.

Director An, who had just called to ask someone to take a camera, came in and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Changqing was taken aback. When he came back to his senses, he smiled awkwardly at Director Shang'an's serious gaze, "Director An, I just said it casually. Don't give me chills."

Director An walked into the cloakroom, his eyes slowly scanned the things on the shelf, "It's not that you are shivering, but I also feel that something is wrong, but I can't figure out... what is wrong."

Hearing this, Lu Changqing hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I used to look at my grandfather's collections at home. Although they are old, they are all neat and clean, and they are treasures passed down from generation to generation. Offering it as a respect to the ancestors, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be made into such a tattered look."

right!That's what it looks like!

Zhou Huilan was also surprised, "If Zhou Zhou hadn't put these things in this room upright, I would have believed them to be rubbish if they were thrown into the trash can."

Director An also nodded when he heard the words, "Indeed, the things in this room really look like they were picked up from a trash can, or you can say... like they were just stolen from outside."

"Steal?" Zhou Huilan glanced at Lu Changqing, a little shocked by Director An's words.

Lu Changqing, who has a better understanding of ancient culture, quickly understood what Director An meant, "Do you always think that these are more like... funeral objects."

Director An nodded approvingly, and the cultural relics bureau staff who happened to be holding a camera also rushed over.

Lu Changqing and Zhou Huilan left the cloakroom. Duan Zhenghong, who was sitting outside, was still throwing a cane and losing his temper. He said that he wanted to see the mayor, and that he wanted to sue the mayor, but his movements remained on the sofa, and his ass was not much. Move it.

Since they helped Director An and the others to seize the cultural relics, the police and the Bureau of Cultural Relics will follow up the rest. Zhou Huilan and the others are fine, so they left Ning'an Hotel.

It wasn't until they were in the car that Zhou Huilan couldn't bear to ask Lu Changqing curiously, "What did you mean by talking to Director An just now, did you mean that Mr. Duan is a tomb robber?"

Lu Changqing burst out laughing, "I didn't say that Mr. Duan is already eighty years old. Even if he was a tomb robber before, now he has to use a cane to walk. It would be a bit difficult for him to rob the tomb."

Zhou Huilan felt that he was loathing her, but she couldn't say it, so she snorted unhappily, "You are all scholars and educated, but I don't understand anything, so I won't tell you."

Seeing that Zhou Huilan was really angry, Lu Changqing quickly stopped the car and explained to her, "Actually, I don't understand either. I just heard Grandpa mention it before, and I guessed it from Director An's words. But those things of his really seem to have just been taken out of the tomb not long ago, and I haven't had time to tidy them up, so I told you that."

"There are so many ancient tombs in An Ning?" Zhou Huilan remembered that although An Ning is an ancient city, its historical background can be regarded as mediocre. Shouldn't tomb robbers appear in cities like Chang'an and Xijing, where there are many large tombs? Why are they in places like An Ning? There are also.

"I don't know about it, but thousands of years of inheritance, there are always some big families' tombs and ancestral halls, so it's not a strange thing to have grave robbers."

(End of this chapter)