I have special communication skills

Chapter 104

Yang Mianmian was awakened in the middle of the night. She opened her eyes in a daze at the moment the door was knocked open, not knowing what happened.

But Jing Chu was already awake, and when she opened her eyes, she saw him slamming into the door panel the moment the door opened, grabbing him by the neckline and throwing him to the ground while the other party was in a daze, the other They didn't stay idle either, taking the opportunity, one attacked Jing Chu's back, and the other went straight to Yang Mianmian.

Yang Mianmian lay on the bed with her eyes wide open, and it took a second to turn on the phone. Seeing that someone was about to grab her, she kicked away the second person who wanted to rush to the bed. Not enough, but was grabbed by the ankle.

"Die!" Although Yang Mianmian had learned Wing Chun from his teacher for a while, he still felt a little disadvantaged when he fought like this directly. He could only use the pillow next to him as a weapon, and hit him at once, which was useless.

Jing Chu got rid of the second person who was sneaking up behind him, and directly punched the third person in the vitals, dragging him down. Yang Mianmian can still struggle with one person, but not with two people.

Although she was grabbed by her ankle, she still had one leg free, and she was not polite to others. She kicked her in the crotch with one foot. Taking this opportunity to breathe, she grabbed the fruit knife that was placed by the bed to peel fruit. , Stabbing people can't kill them, but it's still possible to cut an artery.

In her eyes now, the opponent is not a human being, but a perspective figure of the human body. When she pinpoints the vital point, she stabs it, and the blood splashes out all at once, spilling a series of blood spots on the snow-white quilt.

Compared with her bloody violence, Jing Chu's side is much better. His moves are fast and accurate, and he focuses on the throat and joints. His movements are definitely not as dazzling as in martial arts movies. In fact, his movements are simple but effective. After knocking down three people in minutes, he went to rescue Yang Mianmian and overturned the man who was pestering her to the ground.

The whole process took less than 5 minutes, and there were four moaning men lying on the ground, and Jing Chu was fine.

Ashamed to say, this is actually the first time that Yang Mianmian has learned about Jing Chu's force value positively. She stood on the bed with one foot still on the pillow, the fruit knife was still dripping with blood, and there was a man lying on the floor. It looks like someone with malicious intentions, but the first sentence she said was: "You are so handsome~"

At that moment, she had the feeling that her heart was hit, like all girls her age met a boy in a white shirt by chance in the corridor, the heart palpitations at that moment, love at first sight, it was as simple as that.

Yang Mianmian has always matured much earlier than other girls, so she has never looked down on boys of the same age, and she can't talk about falling in love at first sight, but right now, just at that second, she felt her heart beating very fast, The whole person is attracted by him.

It's a completely different charm from before.

Seeing Yang Mianmian standing there staring blankly at him, Jing Chu thought she was frightened, and hurried forward to comfort her: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Yang Mianmian looked at him with dreamy eyes: "You are so handsome, do you have a girlfriend? I like you so much. Think about me."

Jing Chu: "..." He touched her forehead, "Have you hit her head?"

Yang Mianmian threw herself into his arms: "Be my boyfriend."

Jing Chu hugged her, a little dumbfounded, but his voice was very gentle: "What are you doing, acting like a baby?"

"I just think you're so handsome." Yang Mianmian couldn't tell why she was so nervous just now, but now that she thinks about it, hey, I fell in love with my boyfriend again. This feeling is really subtle .

Cong Jun, who was awakened by the movement next door, rushed over, only heard her words, and suddenly staggered: "Hey, hey, isn't it."

Jing Chu hugged her off the bed: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, be good."

Cong Jun resigned himself to finding out the rope, tied up these uninvited guests, and prepared to interrogate them one by one: "Come on, tell me the truth, who sent you here, and what is your purpose?"

No one answered him.

"Tsk tsk, you won't shed tears if you don't see the coffin. Since that's the case, let's call the police." Cong Jun listened bluntly. Some things they did were lynching. Call the police and let the police interrogate.

Yang Mianmian heard the clothes of one of them say: "Emma is going to suffer, the boss is going to go crazy if she gets involved in the game."

boss?She looked at them suspiciously: "You are from Feitian Pavilion, and you came to ask me for something?" She thought it was the Song Dynasty bowl.

Unexpectedly, that dress was too straightforward, and immediately sold Xiao Tian: "Sister Emma, ​​you are so naive, the person our boss wants is you!"

I rub.

"Are you here for us?" Yang Mianmian glanced at Cong Jun, "Why?"

However, although Xiao Tian's subordinates may not have top-notch military strength, their mouths are tight enough. No matter how intimidating or lure they are, they did not reveal the news until Tang Ji came to take him away.

Tang Ji is the former comrade-in-arms of Jing Chu and Cong Jun. He is now in charge of investigating cultural relics smuggling cases. He originally wanted to have dinner together tomorrow to reminisce about the past, but unexpectedly, it was earlier.

"These people don't seem to be burglars, they are probably targeting you." Although he said it was you, he kept looking at Cong Jun, obviously thinking that he was the main target, "Did you leak the news?"

Cong Jun rubbed his chin: "I didn't do anything, and I didn't do anything, how did I offend him?" He rolled his eyes and looked at Yang Mianmian, "Sister, are you sure it wasn't someone who fell in love with you at first sight and then took it by force? ?"

Yang Mianmian rested her chin: "I think he knew that the fraud was exposed, and I think it's quite possible that it was me. The rooms are all registered with ID cards, so I'll go to the next door to find you."

Tang Ji saw her for the first time: "You are..."

"My name is Yang Mianmian, that Mian of the sheep."

In fact, Tang Ji didn't want to ask her name at all, but wanted to ask her identity, why she was waiting here, but Yang Mianmian didn't understand, and only reported her family name.

Fortunately, Jing Chu got the key point: "She is my girlfriend, I originally brought her here to play this time."

Tang Ji's eyes suddenly became strange. He was the same age as Jing Chu, but his wife was 25 years old this year, and his son was three years old... Does this little sister look very young or is she really young?

This time Yang Mianmian understood his eyes and said emphatically, "I'm an adult!"

"Well, Miss Yang," Tang Ji cleared his throat, "What's going on, can you tell me from beginning to end?"

Cong Jun told him so and so, and so and so. Tang Ji only knew that Xiao Tian might be involved in cheating, but he didn't know that Yang Mianmian saw those bowls. eccentric.

"Then he wants to kill you this time?" Tang Ji pondered for a while, but couldn't figure it out, "But it's useless to kill you."

Yang Mianmian slandered, he wanted to know how I picked out the real thing, but can I tell?Now I say that the two people next to me know that I am lying!

But until now, she can only bite the bullet and explain: "Maybe it's because I ran into him making so many fakes, and he's afraid that things will be leaked?"

This excuse was too clumsy. The three men present were all artificial polygraph experts, so they could tell at a glance that she might be lying. Tang Ji didn't know her well, so even though he didn't doubt it in his heart, he didn't believe a word of it.

Fortunately, Yang Mianmian said again slowly: "Or, he found out that the bowl is real and wants to take it back?"

This is still possible.Tang Ji temporarily diverted his attention, frowned, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and shared a cigarette between Cong Jun and Jing Chu. Cong Jun took it and lit it, but Jing Chu took it Put it aside.

Tang Ji had a cigarette in his lips, and raised his eyebrows: "Have you quit smoking?"

"Don't look at him being trained by the company commander for smoking secretly with us. This kid never smokes in front of women." Cong Jun knew Jing Chu better.

Yang Mianmian took Jing Chu's hand and sat a little further away. Jing Chu was afraid that she would find the smell of smoke bad, so he opened the window a little bit, so that the night wind would blow in and take away the smell of cigarettes.

Tang Ji likes to think about problems while smoking, so he didn't speak for a while, while Cong Jun leaned against the wall, slowly exhaling smoke rings, smiling but not smiling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yang Mianmian tugged at Jing Chu's hand: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen you smoking for a long, long time." She remembered that at the earliest time, she could still faintly smell the faint smell of cigarettes on Jing Chu's body, but she didn't know when At first, she never smelled it again.

Jing Chu rubbed her hair: "Well, I won't smoke anymore." He used to smoke a lot, but gradually he got better. He only smoked one when he was worried about work or when he had something on his mind, and never Smoking in front of women.

As for quitting smoking completely, after being with Yang Mianmian, he was worried that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he subconsciously smoked less. Later, he found that he had forgotten about it, and it was enough to think about her , what do you want to smoke?
With sharp ears, Cong Jun raised his eyebrows at Jing Chu, blew out a smoke ring, and smiled meaningfully: "A cigarette afterwards is better than a living god."

"Huh?" This is the dazed Yang Mianmian.

"Get out!" This is Jing Chu.

Yang Mianmian: I always feel that there are many things that even though I have an IQ, I can't figure out what they mean.

Tang Ji finally came back to his senses after smoking a cigarette, and said, "If the Feitian Pavilion has been doing this kind of civet cat exchange for the prince but has not been discovered for such a long time, then the matter is more serious than we thought. A lot, at least they already have a very proficient operating model."

"I didn't expect Xiao Tian to be so courageous. Think about it, there are so many people, so many auctions, and the bags are dropped without anyone noticing." Cong Jun first sighed twice, and then talked about the public Old news, "But I just remembered one thing. I don't know who I heard it said before. Xiao Tian is a genius, the kind with a photographic memory."

Yang Mianmian hummed disdainfully in her heart: I can do it too.

"As long as he has seen the work once, he can reproduce it as it is."

Now Yang Mianmian withered: She can't.

The direction of genius is not the same... Mozart is a genius, so he can't write "goose goose goose".She comforted herself in her heart, and asked: "Then you mean that Xiao Tian has the conditions to do such a thing?"

"It's quite possible. If I remember correctly, the Feitian Pavilion was built five years ago. At that time, it was not so famous. It was a hotel with special local characteristics. It attracted a lot of tourists to stay, and it was a bit more expensive. It became like this three years ago, and it was closed for a period of time for reconstruction, and then it became what it is now, not doing tourist business, but starting auctions." Cong Jun didn't mess around in this area for nothing After so long, he knew all the news he should know.

Tang Ji put out the cigarette butt: "It's not a day or two to investigate this matter, I have to go back to the bureau to report, that bowl..."

Yang Mianmian interrupted him: "I can't give you the bowl."

It's fine if it's someone else, he can ask the other party to cooperate with the investigation, it's not like he won't return it to her, but this is Jing Chu's girlfriend, if the brother's girlfriend doesn't give face, it's too easy to get stiff.

Tang Ji glanced at Jing Chu, hoping that he would make a statement.

Jing Chu's attitude is very clear: "I never care about things."

Cong Jun laughed and discussed with Yang Mianmian: "Let's borrow it, it's not that I won't pay you back."

"First, it's useless if you want to come, you can't prove anything. Second, if someone really came here for this, what should I do if I can't get it back? I don't want to be hunted down thousands of miles away. , Thirdly, this bowl is very pretty, I want to take it home and display it at home."

Tang Ji looked into her eyes: "If they really came for this bowl, then you hand over the things to us, and the trouble will not be on you."

"I reject."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Cong Jun touched his chin and wanted to say something, but he still didn't speak. Jing Chu held her hand: "I really want it?"

"Yes." Yang Mianmian was very resolute, she knew that Xiao Tian was not interested in this bowl, but in herself, it didn't matter where the bowl was, anyway, the trouble had already come.

If it's something else, it doesn't matter if it's given to Tang Ji for Jing Chu's sake.

But the point is, that Song Bowl is begging it: "I don't want to be taken away by them, I just want to be a bowl! Put in a cabinet, I don’t want to go to a museum! I just want to be a bowl! Can you take me home to drink water and eat, I beg you, I’m just an ordinary bowl, isn’t it raw? Is it too early, so many bowls have died because of me, I don’t want to be taken away by them, please hide me at home, I beg you.”

After she took this bowl back, she seldom talked. Before going to bed today, she got acquainted with Knapsack and the others. She was talking about its previous story. Its first owner was a rich family. The master was a sixth-rank official. There was a wife and two My aunt and grandma, all the ladies have their feet bound, and eat red dates and white fungus soup with them.

Sometimes, Yang Mianmian feels that antiques are such a sad existence. While ordinary objects are performing their duties with trepidation, they can’t do anything. The lifespan of paper towels is very short, but as long as they are used, even if they die, they will never hesitate. , even something to be happy about.

But antiques are not good. Items such as calligraphy and painting can still be appreciated by others, so they won’t be too depressed, but antiques such as bowls, chopsticks and vases, which should be just ordinary utensils, are miserable. No matter who collects them, they can’t escape A shelved fate.

That's why she doesn't like to go to museums. Some objects are dead, and the exhibits are just corpses. Some are in a good mood and will tell everyone their stories, but some suffer from depression of varying severity.

After all, for them, not allowing them to perform their duties is really more uncomfortable than dying.

(End of this chapter)