Standing on the street of Kreston, looking at the pedestrians passing around him, Jiang Ming felt a little lonely inexplicably.

Maybe there are too few people to give him this illusion, but it's true that he doesn't like it here, and he can't say why, but since he came to the United States, he has this feeling for the first time.

Women seem to have an inexplicable craze for shopping, and they can always have fun shopping whenever and wherever they are.

Wen Xinlan is shopping in the streets and alleys again, and those small commodities on the stalls have a strong attraction to her, she seems to want to buy everything, and she wants to take a look at everything.

Jiang Ming even suspected that she had forgotten the purpose of coming here and was bent on shopping.

Coming to a pedestrian street again, Wen Xinlan seemed to be even happier, smiling and lingering in front of some favorite stalls.

Jiang Ming could only helplessly accompany her, acting as a bag boy and an ATM.

The two of them walked and stopped, Wen Xinlan would buy some small items from time to time, and Jiang Ming gradually became accustomed to it and let it go.

Wen Xinlan stopped at a small stall again, and muttered something to the stall owner, but Jiang Ming didn't understand most of them.

When he was bored, he glanced left and right casually, looking a little idle and careless.

When his gaze swept over a small stall, his eyes froze, and then he looked back again, and after a moment's pause, he strode over.

"Auntie, how do you sell this jar?" Jiang Ming pointed to an inconspicuous jar and asked the elderly stall owner.

Fortunately, they are all Chinese, and Jiang Ming is not worried about communication.

The aunt, who looked to be in her sixties, saw the customer, and her face instantly turned into a flower, "Young man, are you here from China, are you here for tourism, or do you want to stay for a long time?"

Jiang Ming estimated that it was rare for her to see a Chinese, so she wanted to chat, so she replied patiently, "I'll just come to have fun and go back in two days." How do you sell this jar?"

"Rice is like heaven, why don't you young man want to stay?"

Jiang Ming frowned, "Is this jar for sale?" ”

"Sell, sell, of course. Seeing that he was a little impatient, the aunt hurriedly said, "But this jar is our family's heirloom, so it's okay to give less...... Hey, hey, boy, don't go...... A hundred, a hundred will be sold to you!"

Jiang Ming saw that this jar was the same as the one he bought in the antique street, so he came over to ask, this old aunt talked nonsense, chattered endlessly, and wanted to kill him, he was not happy.

Fortunately, in the past two days, I have been shopping with Wen Xinlan, and I have not found nothing, and I have learned some bargaining skills, so I don't talk nonsense, I turn around and leave.

This is not immediately no nonsense, even the price has come out.

Jiang Ming stopped and asked her, "One hundred, RMB or USD?"

He didn't care about these little money, but recently he was damaged by Wen Xinlan, and he felt that he could save a little bit, so why should he cheapen others?

Auntie choked on him, standing on the land of the United States, you ask whether it is a dollar or a yuan?

But the aunt could understand what he meant, thought about it, and gritted her teeth, "It's all fellow countrymen, I will sell you 50 dollars, and it can't be less...... This is truly a family heirloom!"

Jiang Ming thought for a moment before slowly walking back, and with a little reluctance, he took out fifty dollars from his pocket and handed it over.

The aunt grabbed the money and looked at it carefully before putting it in her pocket.

At this time, Jiang Ming had already picked up the jar and left, and he couldn't think about talking to the aunt anymore.

"I haven't seen you for a while, you just buy such a broken thing?" Wen Xinlan looked at the huge and ugly broken jar, and couldn't help but want to kick him, what's the use of buying this thing?

Jiang Ming glanced at her and didn't speak, just silently looked at the jar. The more I look at it, the more it looks like the previous one, but it lacks that strange feeling.

"How much did it cost?" Seeing that he ignored people, Wen Xinlan couldn't help but ask again.

"Fifty. Afraid that she would be endless, Jiang Ming finally replied to her.

Wen Xinlan's expression changed instantly, and looking at him was like looking at a big fool, "Ten yuan is worth a broken thing, you spend fifty! Where did you buy it? I'll take you to settle accounts with him!"

Looking at her indignant heroine style, Jiang Ming could only say one more sentence in order to avoid trouble, "Maybe the value of this altar is far more than you imagined." ”

He didn't explain much, turned around and walked forward, whether he could understand it or not, it was a matter of Wen Xinlan.

What the hell is he doing? Looking left and right, it's a broken jar, what kind of treasure can't it be?

Don't tell me it's an antique, it's going to laugh to death!

Although Wen Xinlan has never studied antiques, just by virtue of the quality of the jar, it has nothing to do with these two words.

Anyway, he has money, and it's his business that he is willing to blackmail people, what do I do with so much care.

Because she was slightly dissatisfied with Jiang Ming's behavior, she deliberately took him everywhere and let him carry a big jar to embarrass people on the street.

"They're having a good time. In a café, Ye Jiaqian, who was sitting by the window, found them and said with envy.

As soon as they got off the plane, they went their separate ways, otherwise the target would be too big to get together.

However, Bai Changwu is a rather boring person, after a few days of getting along, except for his stinky face, Ye Jiaqian has never seen anything else.

Let some of the longings in her heart disappear with this trip to the United States.

Looking at Jiang Ming outside the window, although he always has a straight face, the helpless expression he shows from time to time makes people feel vivid and interesting.

She regretted changing partners a little, it was originally an extremely dangerous task, but she still had to face a zombie face every day, and it felt sad to think about it.

The way she couldn't laugh was not too stark with Wen Xinlan's playful appearance.

"Hmm. Bai Changwu naturally saw it too, he responded in a nasal voice, and then focused on the coffee cup and never looked out again.

Ye Jiaqian saw the green tendons on his hands, and suddenly remembered that he and the woman outside were an unmarried couple, although they were not announced to the public, but they were acquiesced by the old men of the two families.

Nothing will happen now, will it?

Jiang Ming and the others didn't notice them, and they played until the evening before returning to the hotel.

This time, at Jiang Ming's strong request, he found a high-end place - he really didn't want to listen to those noises.

Jiang Ming's image of carrying the jar was too eye-catching, and the hotel staff frequently looked at it, but he went back to the room directly as if no one was around.

"How does it feel to be treated like a monkey?" As soon as he returned to the room, Wen Xinlan sarcastically said to him.

"It's good. Jiang Ming said and ripped the sheets, wrapped the jar, and punched it.

Boom!

Looking at the sheet again, the bulging ball collapsed in an instant.

Wen Xinlan rolled his eyes speechlessly, is this to buy a jar, is it just to practice boxing? Or do you want to prove that his fists are harder than the jar, so that he can find some self-confidence before acting?

Jiang Ming naturally couldn't hear her belly slander, and if he heard it, he wouldn't hear it. He slowly lifted the sheets, and at a glance he saw a bronze piece between the broken pottery shards - and sure enough, there were!

He carefully picked up the bronze pieces, still nine, and they were of different shapes, full of artificial cuts.

So far, he has seen eighteen such bronze tablets, but he still knows nothing about their origins.

After looking at it twice, I couldn't see any clues at all, so I didn't bother with that anymore, and brought it back to Old Man Luo to study.

Wen Xinlan never expected that there was still a secret hidden in the altar, and looked at the bronze piece twice, "What is this?"

Jiang Ming shook his head, "I don't know. ”

Wen Xinlan saw that he wasn't lying, and couldn't help but change his question, "This thing is very valuable?"

Thinking of Old Man Luo's fanaticism, Jiang Ming nodded, "In the eyes of some people, this is a priceless treasure. ”

didn't want to talk more about this matter, so Jiang Ming asked her, "We're all in place, when will the connector contact us?"

He is a little impatient, and the sooner he completes the task, the sooner he can do his own thing.

"Already contacted. Wen Xinlan lowered her voice and said, although she had checked the whole room, she still subconsciously didn't want to be too loud.

However, this answer made Jiang Mingleng pause for a moment, and then asked, "When?"

Wen Xinlan shook his head and pointed to the pile of things he bought, "I don't know, but the clues we need should be in these things." ”

Jiang Ming suddenly realized something, "You don't know who the connector is?"

Wen Xinlan shook his head as a matter of course, "It is not easy for the state to arrange a person who is deeply lurking, how can it be so easily exposed." You know, our mission may fail, but nothing that could endanger the lurking personnel is not to happen...... The first few groups of people are the best proof of this. ”

Jiang Ming stopped talking, he could guarantee that even if he was captured, he would be able to keep his mouth shut and not say anything. But he can't guarantee that others can do the same, and in the eyes of the state, he is equally untrustworthy.

Therefore, in order to ensure that the latent personnel continue to lurk, this arrangement is understandable.

What makes Jiang Ming unrelieved is not that he is not trusted, but that he can't judge whether his information is credible if he can't see the contact person.

If others don't believe him, he won't trust others easily.

Eventually, the two found a small memory card in a pile of things.

Wen Xinlan took out a very chic, MP4-like small player and inserted the card into it.

"With the exception of this special player, this memory card will automatically burn off when inserted into any device. ”

Afraid that Jiang Ming would not understand, Wen Xinlan specially explained.

However, when they saw the content inside, both of them were a little disappointed.

This information is of little use other than to point out the approximate location of the laboratory.

They already knew the things that needed attention, and the action plan was also made before they came.

In fact, even the approximate location, they knew before they came, but it was just the latest news from the contact person, which helped them narrow the distance.

From the previous radius of ten miles, it has been reduced to five miles, which is better than nothing.