Chapter 192: The Secret of the Dragon's Lair
"First of all, the camp where Zhuang Zhe and others were kidnapped has so far found the shoe prints of four or five suspects. The reason why it is said to be four or five is because one of the shoe prints first appeared from the camp. In other words, it cannot be ruled out that there is a possibility that a fifth person will fall from the sky, or something else will appear out of thin air, or the possibility of changing shoes. β
"In addition, a charred body was found at the campsite, and the specific time of death should have been at the time of Mr. Zhuang Zhe's abduction, with a difference of no more than one hour. The corpse was initially suspected to be Master Delong's, and the evidence was judged to be three pieces of cloth and bones that had not yet been burned. The final result still needs to wait for the final DNA identification. Fortunately, Master Delong once had an illness in Zhao Yindong's residence, and a blood sample was collected. β
"In the end, the Longshan pottery in the dragon's lair has disappeared, and together with all the utensils of this object, including all the utensils of Master Delong's Requiem, I have temporarily conservatively estimated the total value of about 150 million yuan. This is only a conservative estimate, and does not exclude the premium, as well as the added value of that Longshan pottery because of its particularity. βTomatoβ β '-'.-f'q'x's-"
Wei Xiu's language is quite concise, and his words are clear and rigorous, but the information revealed still stunned everyone who already knows some of the inside story.
For a while, there was a collective silence and silence.
"Yi Wei Xiu, what is your opinion, what is the final conclusion?" The old man in blue shirt sitting next to Chang Dong said, this is an old timer who is good friends with the Zhao family, surnamed Xu, so he was invited over.
Wei Xiu was stunned when he heard this, and it seemed a little surprised that the old man would be the first to let him speak, after all, the opinion of the first speaker would more or less affect the judgment of everyone present.
However, Wei Xiu was not polite and said: "In my opinion, the other party's target is Longshan pottery, there is no doubt about this. Master Delong is the biggest suspect, whether it is tempting Zhao Yindong to find the dragon's lair, or proposing to use Longshan pottery as a suppression to dissolve the dragon's qi. β
"However, the only thing that doubts now is whether the body found is Master Delong's, and if it is Master Delong's, then this case may have to be confusing again. Tomato ''-.-f-q-x-Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Master Delong was just instructed by someone to be killed. β
Wei Xiu's words made everyone present nod. In fact, they also thought of this, and the current clues all point to the possibility of this.
Immediately, everyone began to check and fill in the gaps on this basis, and deduced this matter one by one like fighting with each other with their left and right hands.
I don't know why, before the DNA match came out, everyone was already very sure in the tone of the discussion that the corpse should be Master Delong's. In other words, the Longshan pottery should have been obtained by the more mysterious mastermind, and Master Delong was just a pawn used by him!
Just as everyone was discussing, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper walked in and whispered a few words in Liang Zhi's ear.
Liang Zhi nodded when he heard this, and said to everyone: "The rescue team that searched for Zhao Yindong has returned." β
At this time, as the housekeeper went out, a young man with a dark complexion walked in, and said with a somewhat restrained and frightened expression: "Boss......"
"Tell me, all of you here are my friends. β Tomato Fiction ---.'f'q-x-s'-.-c-om"Liang Zhidao
"Yes!" The dark-skinned young man nodded, and his expression still couldn't hide his fear: "Boss, Zhao Yindong is dead." β
"What!?" The crowd was shocked! Some people stood up in shock.
Wei Xiu noticed that Zhuang Zhe's face was instantly blue and white, white and blue, and his expression flashed with fear, happiness, fear, regret, and guilt in turn. Perhaps because of shock and fear, the hand holding the water glass trembled a little.
Zhao Yindong, who had a disagreement with Zhuang Zhe and parted ways, died a very aggrieved death.
Zhao Yindong, who took the wrong path, mistakenly hit the hunter's trap, was attacked in a hurry, and under the panic, he struggled in a panic, but he stepped on the trap again, and was stabbed in the chest by several sharpened pine trees, broke the lobes of the lungs, and died of massive bleeding in internal organs.
The scene of the sharpened pine wood cutting open the chest, the blood staining the earth, and the internal organs flowing out, even Wei Xiu's brain would feel extremely disgusting, and he couldn't help but think of the pale face he saw under the reproduction of the ancient tomb.
There was a dead silence. β½ Tomatoβ ''.
Is there still a hunter profession? Hunters: What other large animals in that forest are worthy of hunters to hunt, and the state will always let that forest not be approved as a nature reserve?
For a while, a strong sense of absurdity hit everyone. There is no need to hypothetically argue at all, Zhao Yindong, as the biggest sufferer, is dead, a hundred deaths, who is still qualified to recover the deceived cultural relics?
Everyone fell silent, no one wanted to speak, and the old man surnamed Xu was even more angry, his lips trembled, and his face turned blue. Wei Xiu wondered, if he had a heart attack, would he be so angry that he would burp?
In the end, the discussion broke up unhappily, and they went back to deal with the impact and trouble caused by Zhao Yindong's death and the loss of cultural relics.
This happened inexplicably, and the result was even more inexplicable. A generation of wealthy businessmen was killed because of more than 100 million yuan of antiques, and he was not even worth one-tenth of his value. I'm afraid no one would believe it, but that's what happened to him.
Afterwards, the DNA results showed that the charred corpse was indeed the same as Master De'Long, which made everyone even more frustrated, and even the last clue was gone.
Because of the disappearance of the Longshan clay pot, Sun Lao's mood was not very good. However, when you are older, you have such an advantage, that is, you have seen everything, not to mention killing people because of an antique, Sun Lao also saw the heinous bloody tragedy of killing a mother and son because of half a moldy steamed bun when he was young.
No one will sympathize with this Zhao Yindong, and he deserves to be deceived and died a tragic death in one sentence, "He has lived to a pig at a large age, and he still believes in the dragon's lair, and he deserves to be deceived and die a tragic death."
Wei Xiu has been busy for several days in this matter, and the benefit is probably that the relationship with the dealer is a little closer. The dealer didn't thank him for this, but it could be seen that when Zhuang Xian Weixiu met, there were a lot fewer polite words, and the smile on his face was a little more sincere.
At the beginning of December, the tour of the Forbidden City ended. Wei Xiu mixed up a so-called qualifications and got a top national treasure, which is worth the trip.
The more heavyweight collections in his hands, the more optimistic he is about the future prospects of private museums.
The private museum will be the most powerful soft power on his body, and anyone who dares to deal with him, a message of "The reason why Wei Xiu was framed is because someone has taken a fancy to his rich antiques!" is enough for the opponent to drink a pot.
The day before leaving Rongcheng, Liang Lao was invited. Wei Xiu thought about it for a while, and brought a fiery agate rosary to visit Liang Lao.
This Liang Lao did not have the momentum of Sun Lao's people at all, and the remnants of his body, tormented by the pain of the years, looked more like a flickering candle flame that was about to be extinguished.
However, once Liang Lao spoke, the indifferent temperament of Aixin Jueluo Hengmao would inadvertently emanate, and it looked more like the indifference of seeing through the red dust.
Liang Lao played with the agate rosary given to him by Wei Xiu, and said, "The dealer has worked hard for you." β
"The seniors are polite, Zhuang Xian is my friend, and it is also appropriate to help each other. Wei Xiu hurriedly said politely.
Liang Lao didn't respond to this, his face trembled with old age spots and said: "I have heard about the things in Lao Ye Mountain, but this person is old, even if he doesn't believe in this ghost and god, there is always a little speculation in his heart." Tell me about the Dragon's Lair. β
"Hey, okay. Wei Xiu was like a junior, and he naturally responded. Wei Xiu briefly introduced the scenery of the dragon's lair, and explained casually:
"The reason why there is no grass in the dragon's lair is purely man-made. My personal guess is that the so-called dragon's lair should be repeatedly washed with boiling water, and all the plant seeds of that land will be scalded to death, so that the land will appear in a landscape that seems to be fertile but does not grow a hair. Wei Xiu said with a smile.
"Is there any evidence?" asked Liang Lao.