Liao Fan is a filial grandson, Gu Chen does not deny it.

But who did Director Bao recruit to provoke whom? Just because he participated in a museum exchange meeting in the magic capital, he was about to encounter a catastrophe?

What's more, masks and other precious items are obtained by the museum through formal channels, and there is no moral kidnapping.

But what happened in the Wanshan Museum made people feel regretful.

"So, you've been to Deputy Director Bao, and the topics you talked about revolved around family heirlooms?

In the face of Gu Chen's successive questions, Liao Fan nodded frequently.

"That's right, I don't know any curator Bao, I just know that these heirlooms of my family were finally settled in the Wanshan Museum, and they will no longer belong to personal belongings from now on. ”

"So I finally infiltrated the museum exchange meeting through some special means, and through many inquiries, I finally found Director Bao at the venue. ”

"You asked him directly for something?" asked Yuan Shasha.

Liao Fan shook his head: "Of course not, because these things were introduced by the museum through legal channels, and I just want to spend money to redeem them." ”

"But when I saw the explanation of my family's ancient mask in the venue, I realized that my uncle hated this pit and sold a priceless mask at the price of cabbage. ”

Saying this, Liao Fan angrily smashed his fist on the interrogation chair.

He looked up at Gu Chen with grief and indignation, and also said with a complaint: "I realized at that time that the possibility of me redeeming the mask is almost zero, but this is originally my family's heirloom, as a descendant, I have no reason to let it go outside." ”

"I don't want anything else, but I must get that mask back. ”

"And what about later?" Gu Chen looked up at Liao Fan.

Liao Fan took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "Later, do I have a future?"

"In order to fight for the last glimmer of hope, I followed Director Bao to the door of his room after the exchange meeting. ”

I took the opportunity to enter his hotel room and explain to him what I was talking to, and I was talking to him with the last shred of hope. ”

"However, as soon as Director Bao heard that I was here to return the family heirloom, he immediately refused all my requests. ”

"Even if I was willing to pay for the mask, he decisively refused. ”

"That's for sure. Feeling Liao Fan's indignant appearance, Officer Wang also said objectively and fairly: "Your uncle is also the owner of the family heirloom, and objectively has the right to sell items to others on behalf of your family." ”

"Since the Wanshan Museum acquired it through legal means, the museum certainly has the right to dispose of the imported items, and he can refuse your redemption request. ”

When Liao Fan heard this, he snorted coldly and said: "If Director Bao is a kind person and is willing to properly protect my family's heirlooms, if I really can't redeem them, maybe I will often go to the museum to see my family's items." ”

"But after the exchange, I found out that the Wanshan Museum is just a pheasant museum that resells cultural relics. ”

"All the items, after the exhibition, will be promoted through some channels, introduced to some private collectors, and sold to them to earn a certain difference. ”

Speaking of this, Liao Fan was also sad and said: "I indicated that I was willing to recycle at twice the price sold at that time, but when Director Bao saw this, he suddenly sat on the ground and raised the price. ”

"He told me that this heirloom of my family has no use in our hands, it is simply a waste, and it is better to put it in a museum and let it show its true value. ”

But I obviously saw from the tone of Director Bao that he intended to sell, but he asked for 15 times the price. ”

After a pause, Liao Fan shook his head and said: "Since then, I have known that this so-called righteous gentleman who is full of admiration for cultural values on the podium is nothing more than a vain name. ”

He secretly used some cultural relics brokers to continuously purchase high-value private items from private individuals, and then took them to museums for laundering to increase the actual value of the items. ”

"After passing through the museum's exhibitions, we look for buyers of leeks and sell these high-value items to private collectors at a higher price, so as to make a good difference. ”

"At that time, Director Bao also took a fancy to the value of my family heirloom, and he felt that it was profitable and wanted to add value to it in the museum. ”

"If I want to buy and redeem at that time, he can also sell it at a price of 15 times the original purchase price. ”

Speaking of this, Liao Fan was about to collapse: "15 times the price, this is simply my life." ”

"So there is still such a situation?" Lu Weiwei felt a little unbearable, feeling that this pheasant museum was completely buying and selling.

In the name of a museum, in fact, it is a job to make a difference.

Lu Weiwei finally understood why many private museums had suddenly appeared over the years.

On the surface, it is said that the curator has a lot of money, engages in some private collection hobbies, and is open to the general public.

Can it actually be?

Profit-seeking, completely regard this as a business to make the difference.

Many precious items do not have much value in the hands of ordinary people, but they are acquired to the Wanshan Museum, and after some professional restoration and exhibition by technicians, especially in some important exhibitions, the value immediately doubles several times.

The market determines the value, and the exhibits are a business.

"So, you didn't make a successful purchase?" Gu Chen asked him.

Liao Fan nodded, feeling that his heart was cold at the moment: "Curator Bao, this villain refuses to give in, I can't help it, I even knelt down for him." ”

Speaking of this, Liao Fan was also sad and indignant, and slapped himself twice in a row: "I...... I've never knelt down when I've grown so big. ”

"Even when my dad hung me from a tree and pumped me with a belt, I didn't say anything and didn't admit my mistake. ”

"But that day, I knelt down for Director Bao, that mask was the only thought of my grandfather before his death, I explained my grandfather's situation in the hospital to him clearly, and I sent him to kowtow, but he just didn't agree. ”

"He told me that he would keep my family heirlooms in the Wanshan Museum, and if I miss them, I will often come to the Wanshan Museum to see them. ”

"Isn't that good?" Officer Wang also didn't know, so he felt that this should be the best compromise.

After all, even if it is not placed in your home, it is still in the museum, at least it can be seen and touched.

However, Liao Fan shook his head: "It would be nice if it was so simple, although Director Bao's words moved me, and he promised to take good care of it, so he tricked me out of the room." ”

"But not long after I left the room, I met a mysterious person, who mysteriously walked into Director Bao's room. ”

I was curious, so I followed again, stuck to the door of Director Bao's room, and quietly listened to the conversation between the two of them in the room. ”

After a pause, Liao Fan raised his forehead and smirked: "I was so naïve, I believed the nonsense of Director Bao, and then I found out that they were talking about trading masks, and the mysterious man said that there was a South Asian financier who took a fancy to the mask and was willing to buy it at a high price to collect it, and wanted Director Bao to make a move." ”

Director Kebao was reluctant to agree at first, telling him that even if he wanted to make a move, he needed to put it in the Wanshan Museum for gold plating, so that it could be displayed at its due value before being sold. ”

But when Curator Bao heard the mysterious person tell him that the South Asian financier was willing to come up with the purchase amount, he was stupid, it was a huge amount of money. ”

looked at Lu Weiwei's cute face, it seemed that she didn't know how much the so-called huge amount of money was, so she quickly explained:

"Let's put it this way, as long as you sell this mask, you don't have to worry about buying a car and a house, and you don't even have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life. ”

"So valuable?" Hearing Liao Fan's words, Lu Weiwei finally had a specific understanding of the concept of "huge money".

It means that you can eat as many kinds of food as you want, and you can eat enough food from all over the world for decades.

It's hard to resist when you think about it.

"So what, Curator Bao decided to sell the mask, right?" asked Gu Chen.

Liao Fan nodded fiercely: "Curator Bao, this bastard, just promised me a moment ago that he was not going to sell this mask, but to have this mask in the Wanshan Museum." ”

"But after that, he was ready to sell this mask to South Asians, he was an out-and-out bastard, a mercenary villain. ”

felt that no matter how much scolding worked, the hatred in Liao Fan's heart seemed to have no way to vent at all.

After trying to calm down, he added: "I heard the conversation between the two of them, and Director Bao was going to bring the items back to Jiangnan City, and then symbolically exhibit them for a week, and finally hand them over through some formalities, and then sell them to the South Asian businessman. ”

"So, I must stop him, and I swear I will not let him succeed, nor will I let this ancestral treasure fall into the hands of foreigners. ”

Gu Chen nodded slightly, and couldn't help but say, "So, in order to get that item back, you started to carefully plan this operation?"

"Yes. Now, Liao Fan no longer hides anything, but says frankly: "I secretly took a taxi and rushed to Jiangnan City overnight, and learned through some means that Director Bao likes to study astronomy, especially for astronomical telescopes." ”

So I bought a set of astronomical telescopes, and through some means to get the phone number of Director Bao, I called him from an unknown number, and told him that in order to show that the Wanshan Museum is responsible for collecting my family's masks, I specially thanked him and gave him a set of telescopes, and I only hope that he can treat my family's masks well. ”

"So, this guy believes it and is still proud, when he was in the magic capital, he called the security guard of Wanshan Museum to inform him that a set of astronomical telescopes sent to him by a friend today will be delivered, remember to help him sign for it. ”

Looking up at Gu Chen, who was making the record, Liao Fan also said helplessly: "But everything that happened next, you Officer Gu already know everything about it." ”

"That's right, I used the astronomical telescope to gather sunlight, and used the characteristics of focusing to focus the light source in a fixed position during assembly and debugging. ”

"And this position, which is the forty-five degree position in the outer left corner of the ashtray, to ensure that the cigar can be lit and that I am not present. ”

Glancing at Lu Weiwei, Yuan Shasha and Officer Wang beside Gu Chen, Liao Fan said again:

"In order to meet these conditions, I marked the office yesterday, and even if he asked the curator or someone else to use the astronomical telescope, I was still able to restore it to yesterday's position as soon as possible, according to the scale mark, and ensure that around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, everything can happen as I requested. ”

"As for Director Bao, indeed, I took the excuse of coming to Jiangnan City to talk about the project this time to create a chance encounter at the door of the high-speed rail hotel, because I have checked all the itinerary of Director Bao and know where he will appear at what time, and I can't make any mistakes. ”

"So much so that I even handed over the most important cooperation projects to others, but I directly followed Director Bao to drink tea and eat, and finally successfully entered his room. ”

"I took the opportunity to take a last look at my family's ancestral items, but I didn't expect that Director Bao actually agreed, this is simply a godsend, I think I can't miss the opportunity again, this is a priceless ancient mask. ”

"So at that moment, you decisively took out the hammer, killed Curator Bao, and took away the mask?" Gu Chen looked at Liao Fan, who was already close to madness, and couldn't help but ask him.

This time, after a brief hesitation for a few seconds, Liao Fan suddenly nodded in despair.

It seems that this time he is in trouble.

Gu Chen expressed sympathy, but he couldn't agree.

The statement given by Liao Fan, if it is placed on today's Internet, will surely cause fierce controversy.

But once the extreme practice of killing people is carried out, there will be no turning back.

Liao Fan may still have a fluke mentality, after all, he has carefully laid out a lot of details for this operation.

But the little bit of boredom in the office, as well as the fact that he was the only person who would see Curator Bao today, finally made a fool of himself here with Gu Chen.

Gu Chen handed him the transcript and asked him to sign his name.

As for the rest, it will naturally be left to the law.

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Liao Fan's incident has been a week in the past, and affected by this, He Xiaofan's screenwriting team signed the project, so it was also delayed for a week.

But fortunately, there is no danger, and the producer originally intended to cooperate with He Xiaofan's team.

However, when this happens in the company's literary planning, the production company is also busy, and a lot of energy is spent on various public relations and rumors.

But after all, netizens' memory is only a few days, and a few days after the hot search words of the Liao Fan and Wanshan Museum incidents, netizens were also attracted by a large number of entertainment news, and soon forgot about it.

And Gu Chen also heard his father Gu Baichuan say that He Xiaofan's team went to the magic capital collectively a week later and signed this cooperation project book related to the livelihood of the second half of the year, and the entire screenwriting team was resurrected with full blood.

After getting these news, Gu Chen was naturally happy in his heart.

At 9 a.m., a police superintendent I knocked on the door of the office of the Third Criminal Investigation Team.

At this moment, everyone put down their work and focused on the superintendent of the first class.

"Xiao Zhong, there is nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace. Officer Ding looked up and teased.

Xiao Zhong smiled: "I'm just here to pass a document or something." ”

"What's the matter?" He Junchao was a little impatient, and closed the honey grapefruit tea in his hand.

Officer Xiao Zhong picked up the notice, and then said with a smile with everyone: "Here's the thing, last night on the ring road on the outskirts of the city, a foreign tourist bus had a car accident and directly overturned the road, causing a large number of serious injuries, and they are currently being sent to major hospitals in batches for first aid." ”

"You'll get to the point. "Officer Wang is an old comrade, and every time someone takes a notice and tells everyone some bad news that doesn't matter, Officer Wang knows that there is definitely nothing good about it.

Officer Xiao Zhong grinned: "Okay, I'll just talk about the point, the notice in my hand was issued by Bureau Zhao, because of this emergency, the blood bank type 0 blood and type AB blood stocks are tight." ”

"Because at present, due to the continuous increase in the number of patients in need of blood transfusion treatment, the blood inventory of type 0 and AB is maintained at the minimum inventory, which can basically meet the needs of clinical emergency blood. ”

"However, the sudden situation that occurred late last night, a number of type 0 patients urgently transfused a large amount of blood, resulting in the current shortage of type 0 blood stocks. ”

"Therefore, the blood bank is not able to organize a quick voluntary blood donation interaction for the time being, so the blood bank thought of our Seremban branch and wanted our Furong branch to gather for a voluntary blood donation. ”

Speaking of blood drawing, seeing the tense atmosphere in the office, Officer Xiao Zhong was also embarrassed and said: "So, what Zhao Ju means is, if you are type 0 or AB, please stretch out your arms and donate blood to save lives!"

"Oh my God, blood draw again? We don't know how many times we have to donate blood this year?" He Junchao, who is a universal blood type O blood type, suddenly felt a little speechless.

Indeed, all the police officers of the Seremban substation have organized voluntary blood donation activities many times.

Sometimes, the blood collection bus of the blood station will also drive into the compound of the Furong Branch to achieve "door-to-door service".

Although you can drink a carton of pure milk and get a doll after each blood draw, some police officers who are afraid of blood drawing still have some scruples.

Ho Junchao is one of them.

Lu Weiwei crumpled the note into a paper ball and smashed it directly at He Junchao: "I said He Junchao, who is not type O blood? If I can donate blood, you can't? Or is it not a man?"

"It's not a question of donating blood or not, it's mainly about frequent blood donations, and the blood bank uses where to buy it as a replenishment base. ”

"Well, it's a little, but there's no way, after all, there's an emergency. Officer Ding looked indifferent, and also looked at Gu Chen and said, "Gu Chen, why don't you organize those new comrades to donate blood this time?" Those who have donated blood once this year, depending on the situation, let everyone volunteer." ”

Gu Chen nodded slightly: "It's okay, if you are type 0 or AB, please stretch out your arms and donate blood to save your life!"

Speaking of this, Gu Chen stood up directly: "I'm type O blood, who else?"

"Me. Lu Weiwei hurriedly raised her hand and stood beside Gu Chen.

"And me. Yuan Shasha also raised her hand.

"Don't you just donate blood, it's not a big deal, count me in, I'm type AB. ”

"I'll go too, I'm Type O. ”

"Then you all go, then I will go too. ”

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Soon, under the leadership of Gu Chen, many new and old comrades raised their hands to participate, expressing their willingness to participate in voluntary blood donation to alleviate the problem of blood bank emergency.

Seeing that everyone was signing up, I had already told the fact that it was type O blood.

If you don't go at this time, it's a bit faceless, so He Junchao reluctantly walked out of his seat, ready to follow Gu Chen to the blood.

But when he walked to Officer Ding's side, he found that Officer Ding was still sitting in his seat, so He Junchao kicked Officer Ding's stool: "Eh, I said Lao Ding, why don't you go?"

"I'm blood type A. Officer Ding said casually: "This time I want Type O and Type AB, so I don't have to go." ”

He Junchao: "......"

I feel like I've suffered a dumb loss, and my heart says that you don't have to go, so why are you so active just now?

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