Volume VIII 1273 Hannibal Gold Coins

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The scale of Setouchi is not large, so the semicolon of Lotte Bank is not too big, and the Chinese-style courtyard with three entrances in front and back has not risen, and only more than 100 Russian soldiers have turned this place upside down.

Amami Oshima is basically an island of mountains, with few plains, and a limited number of towns built on gentle slopes between two ridges, or small plains created by rivers.

Flat land is a rare piece of land on Amami Oshima, and most of the houses are built along the mountain, including the courtyard of Lotte Yokoto's Sanjin, which is also one floor after another.

The vault was built in the third courtyard, hidden in a very ordinary gray and blue brick house, but when people rushed inside, they found that there was a hole inside.

More than 30 square meters of space in a terrazzo blue brick paving, both sides are all tall cabinets, the thick book is the account, there are a few broken abacus on the ground, as well as overturned pen, ink, paper, inkstone or something, but there is a big gray rock like a grave on the ground in the middle, take a closer look and find that it is a cement block that is completely poured on it by cement and then solidified.

"This should be the vault, it looks like the vault is located in the underground mountain, and the part that is exposed to the ground here is only an entrance......!

At the sound of an order, six big men with a height of two meters and two began to destroy it in groups of twos with hammers in their hands. Just listen to the muffled sound of hammers hitting cement in the bank.

The cement block is very heavy, and every hammer produces a huge anti-shock force, and every time a piece is smashed, the arms of the soldiers who can be shaken are numb, this kind of work is not done by people, Rao is a Russian soldier with a body like a bear, but the two of them have to quickly change the next group after ten minutes of smashing.

The rest of the soldiers were not idle, and they continued to search every wall of the bank, every floor tile for clues.

"Sir, come and see...... This wall has a mezzanine...... There is also a secret door...... "With the roar, people saw a soldier with a hammer just smashed a hole in a white wall, and sure enough, a one-meter-wide passage was exposed.

"Gold coins! There are gold coins here...... people were surprised to find that on the ground inside the wall, in addition to the scattered ledgers, there were really a lot of silver and gold coins scattered on the ground.

A group of soldiers squeezed in like crazy, desperately trying to pick up gold coins on the ground, such a large gold coin was enough for an ordinary soldier to eat and drink in Moscow for a month.

"Bastard, grab what to rob, pull it out and shoot it again...... "At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the house, and when I turned my head, I saw that it was the grimace Molière who walked in with the commander-in-chief's adjutant.

The Russian soldier was not afraid of bloody battles, but he was afraid of Molière, because he successfully showed everyone his metamorphosis in Belail, whether it was burning the grain depot or facing the corpse fused with gold, the Frenchman's expression can only be described as perverted.

The warriors of Tsarist Russia could fight the devil, but they hated this perversion the most, and would rather fight the lion than try to avoid this slimy poisonous snake, not to mention that his half of his grimace was too ugly.

What's more, Molière was accompanied by the commander-in-chief's adjutant, and the red-haired major was even more difficult to mess with.

The soldiers who had grabbed the gold coins retreated from the holes in the walls one after another, carefully rubbing the walls to get out. As a result, Molière waved to one of the soldiers who had hit the head, "Come here, show me what you have in your hand......"

Reluctantly, the soldier walked up to Molière, and as he looked at the red-haired major's cold gaze, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and spread his hands out.

In the palm of his hand is a gold coin, with letters that no one knows on the surface, and a head on it looks like an ancient person.

Molière's eyes lit up, he pinched the gold coin and looked at it confidently in the sun, "Oh God, it's so beautiful, it's really beautiful......"

"Do you know what kind of gold coin this is, young man?" Molière's inquiry was met with the young man shaking his head in confusion. Although these Russian soldiers were brave, they were all serfs before, not to mention spending gold coins in the past, and they had never even seen them a few times, let alone the doorway on the gold coins.

"Lucky boy, this is a gold coin struck by Carthage, a great Mediterranean power in the second century B.C.! The portrait on it is Hannibal, the famous general who led the Carthaginians to victory over the Romans......

Hearing this, the soldiers were still dumbfounded and didn't know what he was talking about, the world of BC was not something that these illiterate soldiers could understand, but those officers could understand it, and their eyes suddenly became greedy.

In the second century B.C., Carthage struck a gold coin in honor of Hannibal?

The stunned soldier finally understood a little, it turned out that this gold coin was very valuable, but what was the use of being valuable, now it belonged to this French pervert.

But what people didn't expect was that Molière actually stuffed the gold coin back into the soldier's hand, "Put it away, silly boy, this gold coin is very valuable, your discovery brings us hope, so I decided that this gold coin is your capture, you can stay!"

After saying that, Molière walked over to the pile of cement and began to measure and observe it carefully.

The young soldier couldn't believe his ears while holding the gold coin, but the next second luck hit him on the head, and the red-haired major walked up to him and said coldly, "One hundred gold rubles, in exchange for your gold coin...... You don't have a choice, because you don't have the ability to protect this gold coin, and believe me, you won't lose this deal!"

There were regretful eyes around, and the other officers who wanted to take advantage of it saw that the major had made a move, and they knew that it was the red man in front of the commander, and they didn't dare to rob it.

The soldier happily exchanged the gold coins, holding the check written by the major in his hand, knowing that if he returned to Europe, this piece of paper could be exchanged for 100 gold coins in any bank.

Molière patted the ash on his hands and said to the soldiers around him, "Continue to smash, this pile of cement is estimated to have solidified for about ten hours, it must be soft inside, and if you smash the shell, you will naturally see the door of the vault......"

Walking to the red-haired major's side, Molière smiled and said, "This gold coin dispelled all my suspicions, Xiao Lotian should be knowledgeable, even if he doesn't know how to do it, there will be people around him who know how to do it, and it is impossible for this kind of cultural relic-level gold coin to appear in the circulation channel......"

"All the evidence shows that this island is really a treasure island, and Xiao Letian's treasured good things are hidden here......"