At the same time, the doubts in my heart are even worse.

Zhao Song is the director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and it stands to reason that he has no time to pay attention to this kind of unsolved case, let alone pay attention to it.

And.

How did Zhao Song connect him with this corpse?

Jiang Lingyun, a native of Minma County, An'an, is 22 years old this year. ”

Zhao Song suddenly recited a file.

"Father Jiang Hai, disappeared after marriage 23 years ago, three years later..."

"Deemed dead. ”

He sighed.

Looking at Jiang Lingyun's eyes, he said earnestly: "These were discovered by a policeman." ”

Originally, he had other clues. ”

But a few days ago, he was kidnapped while investigating, and now his life is in danger. ”

Jiang Lingyun's eyes widened!

Now, he has fully accepted the memory of the original owner.

The revenge of killing his father is not shared...

This revenge will be avenged!

"How do you save him?" Jiang Lingyun immediately asked.

Zhao Song breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He replied: "The gang that kidnapped this policeman has a mysterious background. ”

"They sent a text message asking the family to prepare antiques worth 100 million..."

"Take it to an abandoned factory in the suburbs. ”

Of course, there are two additional conditions attached to wanting to ransom people.

First, you can't call the police.

Second, the Jiang Hai case will no longer be investigated.

Jiang Lingyun was completely furious!

Who is such a vicious person?

Bad things are done absolutely, and they get away with it, which is simply a loss of conscience!

"His family knows me well, and it took me a lot of effort to find you. ”

Zhao Song pretended to be light and brought these over.

"We didn't dare to call the police, so we had to find a way to meet the kidnappers' demands. ”

"But you also know that antiques are real and fake..."

Jiang Lingyun immediately understood: "You want me to help with the identification?"

"If you have other options, of course better. Zhao Song replied.

"A better way, of course!"

Jiang Lingyun clenched his fists.

In just a few minutes, all kinds of details have been planned.

Day.

Jiang Lingyun ignored Zhao Song's objections and transported Jiang Hai's body out of the mental hospital and buried it nearby.

Kneeling in front of my father's tombstone, I was in pain!

"Dad, don't worry..."

"I'll avenge you!"

After doing this, Jiang Lingyun followed Zhao Song and arrived in Huai'an District, Anshi.

Huai'an District is also known as the "Rich District".

Adjacent to the city center, the elementary and junior high schools with the highest admission rate are concentrated here, and the price of housing in the school district is also changing with each passing day.

The villa area in front of the three of them is even more famous.

If you want to buy a villa here, you must be worth at least 10 million yuan!

"Bureau Zhao. ”

The three of them came to a villa, and when they rang the doorbell, a maid immediately came out to greet them.

Zhao Song nodded: "What about Huang Lao?"

"Elder Huang is at home," the maid lowered her voice, "It's less than three days before the deadline, and I'm worried." ”

"Why did this kind of thing fall on him, you say..."

Zhao Song didn't say anything, and after a few words of greeting, he took Jiang Lingyun into the villa.

in the living room.

An old man with yellow hair and reading glasses was looking at an ancient coin in his hand, frowning.

"Guangxu silver dollar, made of pure gold. ”

"Kuping seven coins and two cents, five years ago in the Republic of China, all provinces were made, but the quantity was scarce and there was no circulation. ”

Hearing this, the old man's hand holding the ancient money trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

That's when I noticed someone coming in.

"Xiao Zhao. ”

He hurriedly took off his reading glasses, and the look of surprise in his eyes was difficult to hide.

"This little friend, could it be the Jiang Lingyun you said?"

Jiang Lingyun's words had already shocked Zhao Song again.

Zhao Song came back to his senses at this time: "Yes." ”

"Mr. Jiang is really a master!"

Huang Lao was amazed.

Soon, the conversation changed again: "But I don't know, how much can this Guangxu ingots be worth?"

Jiang Lingyun did not speak.

Raise your right hand and slowly extend your index finger.

"Ten million. ”

Hiss!

Huang Lao gasped!

This eyesight, even when he was half a foot fast into the coffin, he had never seen a few.

But it didn't take long for his expression to become melancholy again.

"Mr. Jiang, you must already know about my son Huang Yuyang. ”

Huang Lao sighed.

"I've been in business since I was a child, and it's not a problem to get 100 million. ”

"But when it comes to antiques, it's really a black eye, and I don't know anything. ”

"You say..."

Jiang Lingyun shook his head: "Isn't it just right to be fake?"

"Mr. Jiang, you don't want to confuse the real with the fake, do you!"

Zhao Song immediately dissuaded.

"The kidnappers have a mysterious background, and one of them is a treasure expert, if you use a fake one..."

He didn't continue, but the meaning was clear.

Once found out by the kidnappers, it is almost inevitable to tear up the ticket!

Huang Yuyang is Huang Lao's biological son, and Huang Lao will never agree to such a risky thing.

Jiang Lingyun said lightly.

"Ordinary small workshops naturally can't make decent things. ”

"It's not just the technical gap, it's also the funding that is a big problem. ”

"But..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Lingyun looked at the Guangxu ingots in Huang Lao's hand.

"It's like this ancient coin. ”

"Elder Huang, you were studying before we entered the house, I don't know if you see any famous halls?"

Well?!

Huang Lao choked at the question.

Didn't Jiang Lingyun say anything about Guangxu ingots just now?

Don't...

"The authentic Guangxu ingot, in addition to the Chinese characters on the front, there is also the corresponding Manchu text. ”

Jiang Lingyun said lightly.

"The one in your hand is exactly the opposite. ”

Huang Lao hurriedly looked at the ancient money in his hand!

After careful identification, he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, trust in Jiang Lingyun has also declined.

"Guangxu silver dollar, Chinese characters are engraved in the order of up, down, right, and left. ”

Huang Lao's voice was a little colder.

"Mr. Jiang, there is no problem with this silver dollar..."

"It's you who have lost your eyes!"

Not only him, but even Zhao Song is very clear about this kind of common sense.

The two looked at each other, and there was something strange in their eyes.

Zhao Song smiled: "Mr. Jiang, if we don't go back first, Huang Lao should also rest." ”

But I made up my mind.

It seems that it is better not to let Jiang Lingyun participate in this matter.

"Huang Lao, self-confidence is a good thing. ”

Jiang Lingyun was unmoved, and his voice became colder and colder.

"But being blindly arrogant and stubborn will only ruin the right thing!"

"You..."

Huang Lao's eyes widened angrily!

He has been in the mall for decades, and he has never been against him, when did he go wrong?

Today, he was unscrupulously humiliated by an unknown junior.

He was trying to get angry.

But Jiang Lingyun said lightly: "This silver dollar is not printed with Chinese characters. ”

"It's Manchu. ”

What the!

Huang Lao looked at his hand again, but he was slightly stunned.

Although he has a lot of knowledge, a hundred years have passed since the Qing Dynasty, and Manchu has long ceased to be popular, so he naturally does not recognize it.

Soon, Huang Lao sneered.

"Director Zhao, Mr. Jiang is really sharp-toothed, and he is indeed a talent. ”

"But in this matter, it doesn't seem to be of much use. ”

After that, shake your hands hard.

"Please go back, two of you!"

But after a long time, there was still no movement from Zhao Song.

Huang Lao frowned, and was about to reprimand, but saw Zhao Song holding his mobile phone, his face full of shock.

It's been another halfway.

Zhao Song's Adam's apple suddenly rolled up and down.

"Huang Lao..."

"It's really reversed!"