City Marshal

Before the supper and wine were finished, Zhou Longjian led Chu Tian into the back garden.

But when he got up, the old fox grabbed a lot of peanuts and put them in his pocket. Chutian smiled helplessly. The old guy was really informal, but he didn't say much, just followed him calmly, wanting to see What kind of answer will Zhou Longjian give himself?

As soon as he stepped in here, Chutian sensed murderous intentions everywhere, and countless pairs of invisible eyes were staring at him, but these vigilance and sharpness were not directed at him, but guarded against every stranger. Chutian found that , there are at least four or five masters of the Canjian level hidden here.

If it wasn't for Zhou Longjian leading him, Chu Tian would absolutely believe that those masters in the dark would smash him to pieces with the light of their swords. He couldn't help but flash a wry smile. I can't see through the yard.

In other words, Zhou Longjian is indeed a fox who hides deeply.

"Young commander, we're here."

Standing in front of an invisible rockery, Zhou Longjian stretched out his left hand to press a corner of the stone, and at the same time let his left eye slowly approach a carved carp. After a while, the rockery suddenly opened like a movie plot, revealing a two-three square meters The entrance of meters, there are long steps.

"Young commander, please come inside."

Zhou Longjian raised his left hand, and then stepped in first.

Of course, Chu Tian didn't think that Zhou Longjian would lure him in to kill people, so that tonight's cultural relics could go out of the city smoothly, so he followed with a slight smile. After walking a few steps, he was able to deduce from the historical structures on both sides of the stairs that this was the sixth place. An air-raid shelter dug in the 70s.

However, Zhou Longjian did not explain the basement. He just led Chu Tian to the ground with a silent face, turned two turns, and after passing through a dark passage, the two stood in front of a stone door. He showed a rare smile, as if he wanted to see his own child.

He entered the password on the wall, checked his fingerprints, and raised his hand again: "Young commander, the truth...is all inside."

Chu Tian was taken aback for a moment, he suddenly didn't want to read it again at this moment, people, always so strange, when the old fox was hiding the truth, he was curious to get to the bottom of it, but when he really came to the answer , He cringed a little again, he was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see.

"Young commander, have you lost interest?"

Zhou Longjian seemed to have seen Chu Tian's psychology, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This is not so much the answer you want, but rather the achievements of my life. I am a person who deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell. But because of these achievements, even if it blows me up, I will be happy."

"Come on, kid."

The old fox took Chu Tian's hand: "As you said, you will know sooner or later."

Zhou Longjian pushed open the heavy stone door, and the originally pitch-black basement instantly lit up. Dozens of solar lights illuminated the room without any shadows. After Chu Tian slightly squinted his eyes to adapt to the light, his whole body trembled. , with an unprecedented shock on his face.

His astonishment is like the protagonist in the national treasure, because in front of him is also like a cultural relic in the national treasure.

No one thought that there was another world under an ordinary air-raid shelter. In Chutian's view, the room in front of him was at least [-] square meters. Vacuum glass cabinets, neat and tidy.

The cabinet gleamed in the light.

But what makes Chutian's eyes shine is the things displayed in the cabinets, batches of gold and silver treasures with their origins, calligraphy and paintings of famous masters with allusions, recognizable ones, unrecognizable ones, those from the Celestial Dynasty and foreign countries, everything is in sight. , at this moment exudes a breath of history.

Chu Tian opened his eyes wide and looked at the nearby cabinets, and only recognized a few expensive cultural relics that had some impressions in his mind, the cloisonné enamel dog cage from Yuanmingyuan, crystal products from Guangxu, poems inscribed by Emperor Qianlong, white marble snuff bottles, gold chime bells, and a A painting of Luoshen Fu by Gu Kaizhi in the Jin Dynasty and so on.

He had never heard of the rest of the antiquities.

The cabinet was endless, and the types of cultural relics could not be distinguished. Chutian had never seen so many antiques and curiosities in his life. , is really nothing.

If all the museums in the entire capital are combined, they may not be as valuable as this underground treasure.

Chu Tian took a glance and came up with a very conservative figure: [-] pieces.

"A total of twenty-three thousand four hundred and fifty-six pieces."

Zhou Longjian seemed to spy on what Chu Tian was thinking, and pulled him forward slowly, saying, "I only remember the number of them, but I have never estimated their value! Young commander, are you surprised, how could I have With so many cultural relics, how could the cultural relics be hidden here?"

Chu Tian nodded lightly: "I really don't know."

Zhou Longjian patted the cabinet next to him, and replied in a soft tone: "There are many people who don't understand, and the young marshal is not the first one. In the eyes of some ignorant insiders, my old Zhou is a money-grubbing cultural relic smuggler and protector. When it comes to national interests, it also fills its waist."

Chu Tian didn't answer, this was also his idea.

After all, it involved Li Zifeng, Ye Sanxiao, and Tang Dalong at that time. The latter did not seem to have done anything good, and they were indeed smuggled cultural relics with solid evidence. Warehouse No. [-] is all ironclad evidence.

Even after getting to know the old fox for a long time, Chu Tian changed his view of his viciousness and trust in Zhou Longjian, but he still had reservations about Lao Zhou's protection of cultural relics smuggling, no matter how much Chu Tian defended the old fox in front of Shen Binger, He still has grudges in his heart.

So facing Lao Zhou's words, Chu Tian didn't know how to answer the question.

Zhou Longjian exhaled a long breath, with a smile on his vicissitudes face: "Young Marshal, 60 years ago, this place was an air-raid shelter. The country used it to store food for war preparations. After the crisis was lifted, all the food was transported away, and the house was transferred to me. , it's just a hole."

The old fox gestured with his hand: "There is nothing left."

Knowing what he meant, Chu Tian bit his lips slightly: "The old man said that there was nothing here?"

Zhou Longjian nodded slightly, his eyes as calm as lake water: "That's right! Nothing! Many years ago, I seized a batch of cultural relics from Old Tang in Hangzhou, 120 three antique curios dug from the grave, I didn't have any Killing Tang Dalong did not hand over the cultural relics."

"I used these cultural relics to resell and smuggle them, and I also took Tang Dalong under my banner."

The old fox admitted what he had done without hesitation, then turned to Chu Tian and said, "More than ten years have passed in a flash, the first batch of cultural relics I smuggled, one hundred and twenty or thirty antiques, none of which was missing In my hands, it is now stored in the first cabinet in this secret room."

"And that smuggling, I also harvested more than 200 cultural relics."

Before Chutian could respond, the old fox raised his finger and raised his voice slightly: "Over the years, I have smuggled a total of 3000 or 2 cultural relics, but in the end, not only did they all come back to me, but I also shipped back [-] cultural relics." There are many other cultural relics, each of which is of great value."

Zhou Longjian turned sideways, with a blazing glow in his eyes: "More importantly, I used the smuggled money to support a large number of diehard national loyalists. With this money, they live better and do things more perfectly. , endure loneliness more, and contribute more to the country..."

"Young commander, tell me, am I a national hero or a sinner?"

Chu Tian bit his lip, he didn't know how to answer this question.

The old fox sighed, and his expression became resolute: "Of course, this evaluation doesn't matter, but if the cultural relics smugglers in the entire Celestial Dynasty are like this old man, then the more than 100 million pieces of Yuanmingyuan cultural relics that were robbed by the Eight-Power Allied Forces will be lost in less than ten years." All returned to the Celestial Dynasty."

"The old man is indeed smuggling cultural relics, and it is extremely violent."

Speaking of this, Zhou Longjian patted his chest with burning eyes, "But old man...you have a clear conscience!" Before the supper and wine were finished, Zhou Longjian led Chu Tian into the back garden.

But when he got up, the old fox grabbed a lot of peanuts and put them in his pocket. Chutian smiled helplessly. The old guy was really informal, but he didn't say much, just followed him calmly, wanting to see What kind of answer will Zhou Longjian give himself?

As soon as he stepped in here, Chutian sensed murderous intentions everywhere, and countless pairs of invisible eyes were staring at him, but these vigilance and sharpness were not directed at him, but guarded against every stranger. Chutian found that , there are at least four or five masters of the Canjian level hidden here.

If it wasn't for Zhou Longjian leading him, Chu Tian would absolutely believe that those masters in the dark would smash him to pieces with the light of their swords. He couldn't help but flash a wry smile. I can't see through the yard.

In other words, Zhou Longjian is indeed a fox who hides deeply.

"Young commander, we're here."

Standing in front of an invisible rockery, Zhou Longjian stretched out his left hand to press a corner of the stone, and at the same time let his left eye slowly approach a carved carp. After a while, the rockery suddenly opened like a movie plot, revealing a two-three square meters The entrance of meters, there are long steps.

"Young commander, please come inside."

Zhou Longjian raised his left hand, and then stepped in first.

Of course, Chu Tian didn't think that Zhou Longjian would lure him in to kill people, so that tonight's cultural relics could go out of the city smoothly, so he followed with a slight smile. After walking a few steps, he was able to deduce from the historical structures on both sides of the stairs that this was the sixth place. An air-raid shelter dug in the 70s.

However, Zhou Longjian did not explain the basement. He just led Chu Tian to the ground with a silent face, turned two turns, and after passing through a dark passage, the two stood in front of a stone door. He showed a rare smile, as if he wanted to see his own child.

He entered the password on the wall, checked his fingerprints, and raised his hand again: "Young commander, the truth...is all inside."

Chu Tian was taken aback for a moment, he suddenly didn't want to read it again at this moment, people, always so strange, when the old fox was hiding the truth, he was curious to get to the bottom of it, but when he really came to the answer , He cringed a little again, he was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see.

"Young commander, have you lost interest?"

Zhou Longjian seemed to have seen Chu Tian's psychology, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This is not so much the answer you want, but rather the achievements of my life. I am a person who deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell. But because of these achievements, even if it blows me up, I will be happy."

"Come on, kid."

The old fox took Chu Tian's hand: "As you said, you will know sooner or later."

Zhou Longjian pushed open the heavy stone door, and the originally pitch-black basement instantly lit up. Dozens of solar lights illuminated the room without any shadows. After Chu Tian slightly squinted his eyes to adapt to the light, his whole body trembled. , with an unprecedented shock on his face.

His astonishment is like the protagonist in the national treasure, because in front of him is also like a cultural relic in the national treasure.

No one thought that there was another world under an ordinary air-raid shelter. In Chutian's view, the room in front of him was at least [-] square meters. Vacuum glass cabinets, neat and tidy.

The cabinet gleamed in the light.

But what makes Chutian's eyes shine is the things displayed in the cabinets, batches of gold and silver treasures with their origins, calligraphy and paintings of famous masters with allusions, recognizable ones, unrecognizable ones, those from the Celestial Dynasty and foreign countries, everything is in sight. , at this moment exudes a breath of history.

Chu Tian opened his eyes wide and looked at the nearby cabinets, and only recognized a few expensive cultural relics that had some impressions in his mind, the cloisonné enamel dog cage from Yuanmingyuan, crystal products from Guangxu, poems inscribed by Emperor Qianlong, white marble snuff bottles, gold chime bells, and a A painting of Luoshen Fu by Gu Kaizhi in the Jin Dynasty and so on.

He had never heard of the rest of the antiquities.

The cabinet was endless, and the types of cultural relics could not be distinguished. Chutian had never seen so many antiques and curiosities in his life. , is really nothing.

If all the museums in the entire capital are combined, they may not be as valuable as this underground treasure.

Chu Tian took a glance and came up with a very conservative figure: [-] pieces.

"A total of twenty-three thousand four hundred and fifty-six pieces."

Zhou Longjian seemed to spy on what Chu Tian was thinking, and pulled him forward slowly, saying, "I only remember the number of them, but I have never estimated their value! Young commander, are you surprised, how could I have With so many cultural relics, how could the cultural relics be hidden here?"

Chu Tian nodded lightly: "I really don't know."

Zhou Longjian patted the cabinet next to him, and replied in a soft tone: "There are many people who don't understand, and the young marshal is not the first one. In the eyes of some ignorant insiders, my old Zhou is a money-grubbing cultural relic smuggler and protector. When it comes to national interests, it also fills its waist."

Chu Tian didn't answer, this was also his idea.

After all, it involved Li Zifeng, Ye Sanxiao, and Tang Dalong at that time. The latter did not seem to have done anything good, and they were indeed smuggled cultural relics with solid evidence. Warehouse No. [-] is all ironclad evidence.

Even after getting to know the old fox for a long time, Chu Tian changed his view of his viciousness and trust in Zhou Longjian, but he still had reservations about Lao Zhou's protection of cultural relics smuggling, no matter how much Chu Tian defended the old fox in front of Shen Binger, He still has grudges in his heart.

So facing Lao Zhou's words, Chu Tian didn't know how to answer the question.

Zhou Longjian exhaled a long breath, with a smile on his vicissitudes face: "Young Marshal, 60 years ago, this place was an air-raid shelter. The country used it to store food for war preparations. After the crisis was lifted, all the food was transported away, and the house was transferred to me. , it's just a hole."

The old fox gestured with his hand: "There is nothing left."

Knowing what he meant, Chu Tian bit his lips slightly: "The old man said that there was nothing here?"

Zhou Longjian nodded slightly, his eyes as calm as lake water: "That's right! Nothing! Many years ago, I seized a batch of cultural relics from Old Tang in Hangzhou, 120 three antique curios dug from the grave, I didn't have any Killing Tang Dalong did not hand over the cultural relics."

"I used these cultural relics to resell and smuggle them, and I also took Tang Dalong under my banner."

The old fox admitted what he had done without hesitation, then turned to Chu Tian and said, "More than ten years have passed in a flash, the first batch of cultural relics I smuggled, one hundred and twenty or thirty antiques, none of which was missing In my hands, it is now stored in the first cabinet in this secret room."

"And that smuggling, I also harvested more than 200 cultural relics."

Before Chutian could respond, the old fox raised his finger and raised his voice slightly: "Over the years, I have smuggled a total of 3000 or 2 cultural relics, but in the end, not only did they all come back to me, but I also shipped back [-] cultural relics." There are many other cultural relics, each of which is of great value."

Zhou Longjian turned sideways, with a blazing glow in his eyes: "More importantly, I used the smuggled money to support a large number of diehard national loyalists. With this money, they live better and do things more perfectly. , endure loneliness more, and contribute more to the country..."

"Young commander, tell me, am I a national hero or a sinner?"

Chu Tian bit his lip, he didn't know how to answer this question.

The old fox sighed, and his expression became resolute: "Of course, this evaluation doesn't matter, but if the cultural relics smugglers in the entire Celestial Dynasty are like this old man, then the more than 100 million pieces of Yuanmingyuan cultural relics that were robbed by the Eight-Power Allied Forces will be lost in less than ten years." All returned to the Celestial Dynasty."

"The old man is indeed smuggling cultural relics, and it is extremely violent."

Having said that, Zhou Longjian patted his chest with burning eyes: "But old man... I have a clear conscience!"