Heh, the Qiankun Kunlun Wujin Fan of the Song Dynasty Wei Mourning Prince?" Lin Xiaozhi sneered, and then snatched the Qiankun Kunlun Wujin Fan of the Song Dynasty Wei Mourning Prince in the hands of the owner of the Qianwu House with some anger, and directly broke it in half with both hands.

"You, what are you doing here?" The owner of Qianwuwu looked at his Song Dynasty Wei Mourning Prince's Qiankun Kunlun Wujin Fan with a painful face, and was broken in half by Lin Xiaozhi, and scolded.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xiaozhi frowned, and a trace of displeasure appeared on his face: "Fight fake !!"

After finishing speaking, he walked to the side of the display case, took down the 5 or 6 genuine items on the display cabinet and put them in one place, and then pointed to the house of thousands of things and shouted to the police officer behind him: "Except for the few objects I took down, don't smash them! I will smash the others!! burn those that can't be broken!! destroy those that can't be burned!! in short, no one is allowed to !!."

"Longevity!!" The owner of Qianwu House watched the fake antiques in his shop being smashed and destroyed by several police officers, grabbed Lin Xiaozhi's arm, and pointed at Lin Xiaozhi excitedly: "You, do you know that you are breaking the law?!!

"I've smashed all fakes, what's the crime? Oh, you have all the real antiques for you, and none of them are damaged. As he spoke, Lin Xiaozhi pointed to a few objects that were quietly placed there not far away.

The owner of Qianwuwu looked in the direction pointed by Lin Xiaozhi, and saw that the few genuine items left in his store were really placed there peacefully, without a trace of damage.

"You, who the hell are you?" Qianwuya's eyelids twitched twice because he was too surprised and flustered, and he said excitedly.

"Instead of wondering who I am, I think you should think about how to deal with the law first. After speaking, Lin Xiaozhi didn't pay attention to the owner of the Qianwu House, walked straight out, and continued to the next one.

Soon, all the antique shops on the entire Caikuang Road that sold high-quality imitation or fine imitation antiques were smashed clean by Lin Xiaozhi and others, while the other antique shops that did not sell those that could enter the high-quality imitation to fake the real were all safe and sound.

Although Lin Xiaozhi also identified a lot of fakes, but he is not so nosy, if he smashes any antique shop with fakes, then he will not let the serious antique shop owner live?

The entire Caikuang Road was blocked by the people of the police station, and the pedestrians around them were very curious to stretch their necks to look in, and some sharp-eyed people saw the scene in the blocked street and discussed it in shock.

"Oh my God, what's going on with the antique shops on Caikuang Road? Why is it blocked, and it looks like most of the antique shops have been smashed......" An aunt stood curiously at the intersection of Caikuang Road, stretched her neck, and looked in with curiosity.

At this time, a sharp-eyed young man next to him spoke: "I heard that a batch of fine antiques are being sold inside, and the people from the political bureau have passed the word and asked the police station to destroy ......."

"Oh my God, oh my God, listen, this crisp sound, it's none other than those in uniform who are destroying fakes......"

For a time, the police officers who blocked the store, the police officers who smashed fake antiques, and the lively crowd gathered together, and the whole Caikuang Road was in a mess, and the scene was huge.

The other side.

Yue Dong hurriedly drove back to the villa, looked at the woman in the living room who was sitting and eating French fries while watching Korean dramas, her face was full of panic, wiped the sweat beads on her head, and shouted: "Oh no, miss, something happened." ”

"What's the matter?" As soon as the woman heard that something was wrong, she said badly, since Jiu Rong Zhai's accident, she was uneasy, and she even felt bored watching idol dramas, could it be that what she was worried about had happened?

Thinking about it, the woman put down the potato chips in her hand and said worriedly: "Is it still the same thing? What is it? Something happened to the factory? Or is it a shop that sells antiques?"

"Shop! is a shop! Miss. Winter's face was a little panicked, and he continued: "The shops that buy and sell our goods on Caikuang Road have been closed down by the police station...... And, and ......"

"And what?" the woman narrowed her eyes dangerously, coldly.

"Moreover, all the goods we got were picked out by a person named Lin Xiaozhi, and none of them were bad. All smashed......" Yue Dong hesitated for a moment and continued.

"Lin Xiaozhi?" the woman frowned.

Why is the name Lin Xiaozhi so familiar?! Yes!! Lin Xiaozhi was looking for both black and white a few months ago!!

Thinking about it, the woman shook her fist angrily: "Okay, you Lin Xiaozhi!! dare to let people smash my financial !!"

Saying that, the woman stood up from the sofa, looked at Yue Dong in front of her, and said, "Dong Dong, you let us keep an eye on hiding while clearing the goods." ”

"Yes, Miss, it's just ......"

The wintering wanted to say something more, but saw the woman stretch out a hand, signaling the wintering to be silent.

"You don't have to worry about the rest, you just do what I say, as for that Lin Xiaozhi......" said the woman shook her hand tightly, and a piece of potato chip in her hand was immediately crushed into pieces.

......

"Huh......" Lin Xiaozhi found all the fake antiques in all the antique stores and cleaned them up.

After Lin Xiaozhi walked out of the last antique shop, he wiped the sweat on his head and walked to Li Chunhong's side.

Zhou Wan'er immediately took out a handkerchief paper from her bag and handed it to Lin Xiaozhi: "Xiaozhi, you're tired, let's wipe the sweat on your head first." ”

"Hmm. Lin Xiaozhi snorted, took the handkerchief handed over by Zhou Wan'er, wiped the sweat on his head, looked at Li Chunhong, his eyes were full of anger, and analyzed: "Brother Li, such a large batch of fake antiques suddenly appeared in the market, it is definitely not a small workshop, there must be a big factory behind it." ”

"Hmm. Li Chunhong nodded.

As if thinking of something, he continued: "When the deputy chief of the police station went to interrogate the owners of the shops selling counterfeit goods just now, I listened to them, no matter how the people from the police station asked, the owners of those antique shops just refused to say the source of the goods......

"Alas......" After speaking, Li Chunhong sighed helplessly.

Lin Xiaozhi listened to Li Chunhong's words, lowered his head and thought for a while, and continued: "What about the police station's plan to sell counterfeit goods to the owners of antique shops?"

"What else, the fine is ......" Li Chunhong was a little helpless: "So many people, although they are selling fakes, but they have not lost any lives, buying and selling antiques, one is willing to buy, the other is willing to sell, being deceived can only be said to be not vicious enough, no one called the police, and the people in the police station have no other way than to fine......"

"Didn't you say that you would supply the source of goods, wouldn't you be held accountable?" Lin Xiaozhi reminded.

"I said it earlier, but they would rather pay a fine than refuse to say the source of the goods......"

"Hmm. Lin Xiaozhi nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that there is an organized threat behind these shop owners who sell fake antiques...... Otherwise, they wouldn't rather pay a fine than say it......

Obviously, Li Chunhong also guessed this, but everyone didn't break it directly, and it doesn't make sense to break this kind of thing or not......