Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 103 Heaven Has Eyes

"Mr. Zhong, do you want to talk to him in person?"

Zhang Yang didn't expect that the identification of a stone arrowhead from the Shang Dynasty would alarm Mr. Zhong.

This time, there is no face from the Wang family, which means that the old man is really watching his live broadcast.

Because just now, after Zhang Yang asked that Baoyou was in Luogang, Yangcheng, Mr. Zhong called.

The synchronization rate is 99.1%.

[Who is the anchor calling?Why is your expression so serious]

【Won't it be a note】

【Maybe it was about the coffin board just now】

[I report that the anchor just wanted to buy someone else's beads]

Zhang Yang didn't have time to talk about the sixth child in the barrage, because what Mr. Zhong said on the other end of the phone was three stars in importance.

"Baoyou, don't panic. Since you dug it out on the construction site, as long as it's not damaged or sold, it won't be a big problem."

Zhang Yang does appraisals for the brothers of the "Old Nine Gates" every day, and Zhang Yang has read the legal provisions and actual cases.

After all, sentencing on the spot is also one of the basic skills of Jianbao anchors.

"I have a friend from the Yangcheng Museum here. He wants to know the specific construction site with you. At that time, the bonus will be a trivial matter, and you will have the opportunity to appear on TV and newspapers."

"Really? Thank you teacher, I will tell you everything truthfully."

On the other end of the video, Baoyou, who spoke with a Cantonese accent, was a little incoherent with excitement.

"Okay." Zhang Yang turned on the phone and put it on the microphone.

"Teacher, you can start now."

"Okay, thank you, Xiao Zhang."

In the next 3 minutes, Mr. Zhong and Baoyou communicated quickly.

After hearing the specific address, many spectators from Yangcheng exploded on the barrage.

[This place is very close to where I live, it is indeed a construction site]

[I passed by there at work, and it took half a month before I started digging]

[Didn't it say that the shopping mall will be repaired there?]

[I have already ordered a telescope, I can peek at the archaeological progress in the future]

Mr. Zhong's voice was quite majestic, and Zhang Yang told Baoyou that he was from the museum, so by the time they finished chatting, Baoyou had already left.

Baoyou was in charge of the earthwork on the construction site. With a shovel, he shoveled out a stone arrowhead and put it in his pocket.

Finding that this thing might be an old thing, he immediately took the opportunity of going to the toilet to ask Zhang Yang for help, so what happened next happened.

After confirming the address, Mr. Zhong was in no mood to judge whether the specific events were made up and whether there were any loopholes.

The old man excitedly said to Zhang Yang:
"The place the young man mentioned just now, I looked at the map, it is a basin of a river valley."

"Surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is a relatively independent geographical unit. This environment is very suitable for the ancestors to thrive."

"I'll take the team to see the scene later. This time, Xiao Zhang, you have been of great help."

"You're being polite, it's what we should do." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

As for how big this job is, I'm afraid it will be known only after Mr. Zhong leads a team to conduct field research.

……

During the live broadcast, Zhang Yang received a call from Mr. Zhong, and after the broadcast, Zhang Yang received a call from Wang Guosheng.

The importance of this matter has been directly pulled to the full level of five stars.

After Zhang Yang hung up the phone, he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurried to the Hailin Museum by car.

Outside the museum building, a police car and a fire engine have already parked.

Firefighters are laying life-saving air cushions downstairs, and a yellow cordon has been pulled up at the scene.

"Hi, what's going on now?"

Zhang Yang stepped forward and showed his ID to the police who blocked the scene.

Seeing that he was an employee of the museum, the police immediately asked him:
"How is your relationship with your curator Wang Jianye?"

"Very good. I am his uncle's apprentice, just like his brother." Zhang Yang replied quickly.

If you are in a hurry, you can cheat when you need to.

On the way here, Zhang Yang repeatedly thought about what Master Wang said.

"Jianye is going to jump off the building, and he has already climbed to the roof of the ninth floor..."

"Xue Rong was sent to the hospital by him yesterday, and the Wang family members who are in charge are not in Linhai, so you should go to the scene to have a look..."

Wang Jianye, who beat his cousin, just came out of the prison and was about to jump off the building.

Why was Wang Xuerong beaten? Zhang Yang felt that there was a high probability that this cousin didn't believe in evil, so she went to persuade him again, and the two had a conflict.

But Wang Xuerong didn't know that anyone who was PUAed would be an enemy unless he came to his senses.

Now, Wang Jianye may have come to his senses, or it may be that Fang Tiantian put more pressure on him. The string in his heart was broken, so he had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

To be honest, when Wang Jianye hit his cousin, Zhang Yang already hated this person a bit.

But it's not enough to die.

Especially Mr. Wang on the other end of the phone burst into tears, begging him to come and see what's going on.

Wang Jianye's phone line is no longer available, and other museum staff can't persuade him.

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, the police quickly led the way.

"That's great. Now, Director Wang is a little emotional, and you can't listen to anyone's words. The firefighters and our captain have already gone up, so go and have a look."

Zhang Yang nodded, and accompanied by the police, he went to the top floor of the office building of the museum.

Wang Jianye sat on his knees opposite the exit of the stairs, on the edge of the roof, holding on to the railing with both hands.

"This is a staff member of the museum and has a deep friendship with the person involved."

"Okay, do you know the specific situation?" the person in charge of the police asked Zhang Yang.

"Is it because he hit his cousin? I don't really know."

"This should be one of the reasons."

The policeman in charge introduced: "The victim who was beaten by him yesterday told our colleagues that he has a girlfriend who has been forcing him. Do you understand this matter?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "I know the basic situation."

"That's fine. To make a long story short, we have firefighters on the eighth floor. We need you to delay."

"It's best if you can be persuaded to come back. If it doesn't work, don't be in a hurry. Try to delay it, the longer the better."

"Understood." Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he was better at delaying time.

The firefighter in charge of communication looked at Zhang Yang, felt that he was too young, and whispered a few words:
"He is very emotional now. As long as we move forward, he will climb the railing and jump off the building."

"I'll hold your hand later. If you try hard, shut up quickly. Don't irritate the person again."

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Yang nodded.

"Curator Wang, your friend is here!" the firefighter shouted, attracting Wang Jianye's attention.

He raised his head, and Zhang Yang saw his sunken eye sockets, and his complexion was even worse than before.

"Zhang Yang, now you are the only one left!"

There was a wry smile on Wang Jianye's face, and tears had already flowed down silently.

"Brother Jianye, so you are here. I received a call from Mr. Zhong just now. You should remember Mr. Zhong from the Yangcheng Museum."

Although Zhang Yang knew that the matter had something to do with Fang Tiantian and Wang Xuerong, but now was not the time to talk about it.

To delay time is to divert attention.

Wang Jianye didn't reply, but just looked at Zhang Yang blankly.

"Why do you think he called me?"

"In Yangcheng, a site of the Shang Dynasty was discovered. Yangcheng, Shang Dynasty, you must have thought it was a bronze artifact, right? But it's actually a stone artifact..."

"I really envy you." Wang Jianye said suddenly.

Seeing his mouth move, Zhang Yang quickly shut up.

Fortunately, the wind on the roof was not too strong, so I could hear what he was saying clearly.

"You are young, you still have a career to pursue, and you don't have to be troubled by love..."

If this sounds normal, it's quite annoying when you think about it carefully.

But now, it gives people a feeling of lifelessness.

"Stop him, don't let him continue talking like this." The fireman said in Zhang Yang's ear.

Zhang Yang quickly said:
"You can also pursue your career, make Hailin Museum bigger and stronger, and create greater glories."

"With Mr. Wang and you, the museum will not only make money, but it will be very easy to become the top private museum in China in the future, and even go to Europe and the world."

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Wang Jianye fell silent.

"What? Don't you believe it?"

"I believe it, but it has nothing to do with me!" Wang Jianye cried suddenly.

"It does matter, you think..."

Zhang Yang was still about to speak, but suddenly felt a tightness in his wrist. Looking back, the fireman shook his head at him.

Wang Jianye saw this scene, wiped away his tears, and shouted at the police and firefighters:
"This has nothing to do with Zhang Yang. It's my own problem. Don't bother him."

"He was able to chat with me before I left, and I was already grateful to him."

"I know, we won't." The firefighter quickly assured: "We know he is your good friend."

"A friend? I don't deserve it!" Wang Jianye shook his head.

"If I were still in England, I could still be friends with Zhang Yang, but in the past few months, I have already ruined myself." After speaking, he hugged his head in pain.

Under the signal of the firefighters, Zhang Yang spoke again:
"How could it be? Director of Hailin Museum, you are definitely a young talent in Linhai!"

……

On the rooftop, Zhang Yang was persuading Wang Jianye earnestly.

And on the road next to Hailin Museum, in a van that was slowly approaching, Wang Xuerong, with a bandage on his forehead, was holding a fruit knife on Fang Tiantian's neck, and said viciously:

"Don't pretend to be calm, I know you are afraid of death. If my brother hadn't said that he wanted to see you, you would have died."

"Stop pretending." Fang Tiantian said with a contemptuous smile, "You know it's because of you that you asked Wang Jianye to give me those animal products."

"If I hadn't been so smart, I would be in prison now."

"so what?"

"If you don't want to sell those things, what's the problem?"

Wang Xuerong gritted her teeth, resisting the urge to swing the knife.

"Hehe, you know very well that I just want your brother's money."

Fang Tiantian raised her eyebrows, her expression indifferent.

"Who would have thought that the owner of the Hailin Museum, who has as many antiques as a mountain, has only a few million in his bank card!"

"If you don't have enough financial strength, don't rush to me."

"Okay, let me go out and persuade your useless brother, otherwise, seeing you like this, I really want to kill me. I really convinced your family."

……

"I can't manage this museum." Wang Jianye said painfully: "Actually, I told my uncle a long time ago that he is not willing to let him take care of it himself."

"After I came back from Yangcheng, I planned to hire you as the curator, but uncle still disagreed."

"He always thinks that if I have a high degree of education, I will be able to learn all the knowledge about antiques very quickly."

"But I can't do it at all!"

Excited, Wang Jianye suddenly stood up.

"Wait, listen to me first." Zhang Yang shouted.

"Have you ever thought about it, your uncle!"

Wang Jianye kept moving and turned to face the railing.

"And your parents!"

"And Miss Xuerong!"

It may be that Wang Jianye felt guilty for his cousin. When he heard Wang Xuerong's name, he stopped and turned to look at Zhang Yang.

"Huh~" Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he was right.

He continued to play the emotional card: "I know why you hit her, and I know even more that your sister will resent you and hate you because of this incident, but if you commit suicide, she will still feel guilty for the rest of her life."

"Because she will feel that this incident has caused such a situation because of her."

"No, you know the reason." Wang Jianye shook his head, staring straight at Zhang Yang: "You should still remember that jade bracelet."

"So after I die, I hope you can tell my sister that this matter has nothing to do with her, and I deserve it."

"I won't say it. If you want to say it, you can say it yourself." Zhang Yang shook his head and refused decisively.

Don't promise anything to the person involved, especially if it has the nature of last words. This is what the police told Zhang Yang when he went upstairs just now.

"It's okay, they have law enforcement recorders, this cannot be turned off."

Wang Jianye grinned and shouted at the camera of the police:
"I, Wang Jianye, committed suicide and have nothing to do with other people. If I have to say who killed me, it's me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around, climbed over the railing, and jumped down.

……

One minute before that, at the cordon on the ground, Wang Xuerong covered the knife with his clothes and put Fang Tiantian behind him, trying to take her upstairs.

But he was stopped by the police at the stairs.

"Who are you?"

"She is Director Wang's girlfriend, and I am his cousin. We are here to persuade him."

"You are curator Wang's girlfriend, Fang Tiantian?" The policeman asked in surprise, "It's finally here. We kept calling you and turned off your phone."

"Quick, I'll take you up."

"Wait." Fang Tiantian suddenly stopped the policeman: "I don't know the woman behind me, and she is not Curator Wang's cousin."

"Huh?" The police subconsciously became alert and looked at Wang Xuerong: "Madam, please show your ID."

"Zhuo!" Wang Xuerong cursed angrily, and immediately began to fumble for the phone in his pocket.

But with this distraction, Fang Tiantian escaped from the tip of her knife, and then quickly ran out.

Wang Xuerong hurriedly chased after him, but just two steps away, a black shadow descended from the sky.

It just hit Fang Tiantian.

Immediately, blood spread on the ground, Wang Xuerong saw the identity of the black shadow, and exclaimed, "Jianye!"

……

Seven days later, Linhai No.1 People's Hospital.

Zhang Yang accompanied Wang Guosheng, looking at Wang Jianye who was still asleep through the glass of the ward.

"Teacher, I asked the doctor just now. Curator Wang's vital signs and various data are fine. He has woken up once before, but the police have not allowed him to see outsiders because of the crime of negligent death."

"Yeah, thank you for your hard work, Zhang Yang, this is what our Wang family owes you."

After Wang Guosheng finished speaking, he turned around and knelt down to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang hurriedly helped him up: "You're making me lose my life! Actually, I didn't do anything, it was Sister Xuerong's husband who was helping me."

Speaking of Wang Xuerong, Wang Guosheng's eyes dimmed and he sighed...

　This book is not a lawyer's essay, so this is the only story like this, don't worry. (The plot requires it, and I can't avoid it with my writing skills)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)