He Qiang put the empty box aside, took out the clothes in the bag one by one, shook it off and checked it, and didn't even let go of the bag in the bag.

It's gone?

Feng Yuan's eyebrows furrowed secretly.

Xu Mu stared at the empty box and didn't close his mouth for a long time.

After rummaging through all the things in the bag, He Qiang finally shook his head at Xu Mu and Feng Yuan in despair, "No." ”

"Could it be that it was stolen just now?" Xu Mu turned around anxiously, wanting to get out of the car and go back to the hot mutton shop to have a look, but his right elbow slammed into the edge of the car window, making him grin in pain.

Feng Yuan tugged at his wrist and looked at the tip of his elbow that was reddened, "No need to go, it shouldn't have been stolen in a mutton shop." We sat at the table in the corner, and the bag had been placed on the innermost stool, never out of sight of the three of us. ”

Even if someone heard their chat in the store, it was impossible to steal something so lightly from under his nose. Feng Yuan was sure that something was definitely not something that didn't come after they met.

"Yes, we haven't even been to the bathroom. He Qiang was also sure that he didn't lose it in the store.

The courier brother rubbed his elbows, and his eyebrows and eyes were anxious, "It wasn't stolen, could it be that the things in the box ran away by themselves?"

Xu Mu's words made Feng Yuan's eyes move slightly, and he reached into the back seat to pick up the empty box, and sure enough, he found a faint demonic aura.

"Uncle He, what's in this box?" Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at He Qiang, "Calligraphy and painting?"

He Qiang sighed and tugged at his hair in annoyance, "It's a very expensive kind of paper, what is it called." ”

"Cool wax paper?" "What the hell is that?" Is the paper still cool and arrogant? Xu Mu looked at Feng Yuan with a confused face.

"Wax paper?" Feng Yuan motioned for Xu Mu to be silent, calm down for a while, and continued to ask He Qiang, "That paper is the antique you just said, what does it look like?"

"It's an antique. My boss said that this paper was left in the palace during the Qianlong period, and it was this kind of paper that was used to write holy decrees in the past. My boss's father-in-law likes to write two strokes, and he has nothing to do with a couplet or something. Next month is the old man's 80th birthday, so he asked someone to find Zhang and wanted to give the old man a birthday. But I was afraid that the thing was not real, so I paid a deposit of 10,000 yuan first, and let me take it to Shanghai to see a friend of his who knew how to see if it was true or not. ”

The paper on which the decree was written?

The deposit is 10,000 yuan, so how much does this piece of paper cost?

Xu Mu was so shocked by this number that he was "dumbfounded.jpg".

"I've also seen that piece of paper, the bottom is light red, and there are golden dragon patterns on the edges, which looks beautiful. He Qiang tried hard to recall, "By the way, I have a photo in my phone." ”

He Qiang took out his mobile phone and rummaged in the photo album, glad that he used Feng Yuan's power bank to charge it for a while during the meal just now.

"This is it. He Qiang held up the mobile phone in front of Feng Yuan and Xu Mu in the front seat, "You swipe back, the back ones should be all." ”

The paper on the photo is basically the same as He Qiang's description, the paper color is light red, and the four sides are depicted with gold powder-like things to depict a circle of cloud dragon patterns less than two fingers wide. It is indeed not easy for this kind of thing to be kept safe and sound for more than 200 years.

After flipping through the two sheets, Feng Yuan handed the phone to Xu Mu, "Uncle He, think about it carefully, from the time you got it to the time you met us, has anyone touched this box?"

"Probably not. He Qiang shook his head, "This bag has been on my bunk, and I even take it with me to the bathroom." ”

"What now, or let's go to the police, shall we?"

Feng Yuan sighed lightly, "It's okay to report, but it's probably not lost in Shanghai, so there's not much hope." ”

"It's all come to this, and it's good to have multiple hopes. He Qiang let out a long breath and stuffed the clothes he had just turned out back into his bag. A pale yellow business card fell from the pile of clothes and landed on the ground.

"Uncle, something has fallen. Xu Mu stretched out his hand to pick up the business card, the top line is "Ronghua Zhai Paper" five words, of which "Ronghua Zhai" three words are in traditional Chinese, the middle line is printed with "Lin Huachun", the address is in Linhu, just one stop in front of Shanghai. "Selling paper?"

"Not only selling, but also making paper, when I came, this person lived in my shop. ”

"This person makes paper?" Feng Yuan frowned slightly, took the business card from Xu Mu's hand and looked at it, and handed it to He Qiang. There is no demonic spirit left on the business card.

"That's right. He Qiang took the business card and stuffed it back into his bag with a big grin. "It's quite a coincidence, on the way I came, the train was quite empty, six bunks, and I and the lower bunk opposite were occupied, and the young man was carrying a lot of paper tubes. According to him, their ancestors have been making paper for dozens of generations, but unfortunately some of the skills are now lost. He also opened the paper tube and showed me a lot, saying that it was his own research on antique technology, but unfortunately the effect was not good. But I thought it was actually pretty good, so I asked him for a business card, and I wanted to go back to my boss to buy rice paper for the old man in the future, and I could also consider taking care of the young man's business. ”

"Since that person is a paper maker, are you not interested in the wax paper in your bag?" Feng Yuan intuitively felt that this person might have a lot to do with the loss of wax paper.

He Qiang waved his hand straightly, "Xiao Feng, I can guess what you're thinking, but I don't think it's possible." First, I never told him that I had a wax note in my bag, let alone show him it. Second, whether a person likes something or not can be seen from the way he looks at it when he talks about it. If you have met him, you will know that the child is definitely a pure craftsman, and he can't do without making paper in three sentences. What "the microorganisms in winter are good, so the quality of the paper produced in winter is better than in summer." "What" It's too hot at this time, and the wall of fire for drying paper has to be maintained at seventy or eighty degrees, which is almost going to roast people to death" and so on. I don't believe that such a person would be deliberately stealing. ”

"Uncle, is he in the car at Linhu? Is the thing still there when he gets out of the car?" Xu Mu asked without giving up, at least this person is still the person who seems to be the closest to He Qiang in the whole journey, the thing is lost, the box is still there, if someone has a chance, it can only be him.

"It was in the car that got off Linhu, and after he got out of the car, I touched the bag, and the box was still there, so I didn't open the bag to see. He Qiang's sighed again. I knew that he should have opened it at the time, at least he could know more exactly when it was gone.

Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows, "That's it, let's go and report the case first." Then tomorrow we will consider it in two steps, one is where did Uncle He's things go? The second is to go to the market according to the photos to estimate the value according to the genuine product, to see if there is a similar wax paper, it is really not good, you can only buy a piece of the same value, otherwise Uncle He will not be able to explain it when he goes back. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it. He Qiang nodded sadly, and the shadow of the lost thing was like a mountain, pressing heavily on his brow. To pay for this thing out of his own pocket, he doesn't know if the savings in his hand are enough.

When they arrived at the police station, the police on duty asked them about their intentions, and then took He Qiang in to make a record. It was useless to go in so many people, so Feng Yuan asked Xu Mu to go to the convenience store to buy a few cans of coffee, and he accompanied He Qiang in.

Xu Mu walked back to the police station with his coffee, and a policeman was frowning and standing at the door smoking, looking at a few pieces of paper in his hand with a deep expression.

After walking a few steps, Xu Mu found that this person was a little familiar, and after thinking for a long time, he remembered that it was the police officer Li Liang who came to the community to investigate when Qin Mian had an accident last time.

"Officer Lee. Xu Mu stopped and said hello to him.

Li Liang was a little stunned, and after thinking for a while, he took a sharp puff of cigarette and pinched off the cigarette butt, "It's you, why are you coming to the police station so late?"

"My uncle lost something, and we're going to report it. Xu Mu pointed to the room where the transcript was recorded.

"Oh. Li Liang nodded, and was about to step inside, but he paused again, and flashed the two pieces of paper in his hand in front of Xu Mu, "I remember that you were working as a courier nearby, right, has this person seen it?"

There were two photographs printed on the paper, a photo of a man in a hat from different angles, not too high, and it looked like they had been taken from surveillance or something.

Xu Mu was stunned, this person, he seems to have really seen it.

Li Liang keenly caught Xu Mu's expression, "Have you really seen it?"

"I'm not sure if it's a person, but the hat and body are quite similar. Xu Mu scratched his hair.

"It's okay, tell me more about the specific situation when you met him. Li Liang motioned for Xu Mu to sit down on the stool next to him.

"About a week ago, I went to the Green Court Community to make deliveries. When I was at the door, this person stopped me and asked for directions......" Xu Mu seriously described the situation of the day to Li Liang, "I came out after delivering the courier, at least forty or fifty minutes, and he was still talking to another person on the side of the road." So I thought he was a little strange at the time. ”

"He's fishing, but you didn't take the bait. ”

"Fishing?"

Li Liang took out a cigarette and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, "The bags are all fake antiques, he is looking for people who are greedy and want to pick up leaks, as long as the other party inquires, the opportunity is great." As a result, you didn't take the call. ”

Xu Mu blinked, wanting him to spend money on things, indeed...... Not so easy.

"This guy cheated someone out of their money?"

"No, I know now, I deceived three, and one of the deceived old ladies spent 80,000 yuan to buy a fake Xuande furnace. Because of the 80,000 yuan, the old lady and her wife had a dispute and jumped off the building in a fit of anger. Li nodded to the photo on the paper, "As a result, yesterday morning, we found the man's body in the artificial lake. ”

He's dead too!

Xu Mu looked at Li Liang in shock.

You shouldn't have come to the police station in the middle of the night, the painting style in front is fine, why did it suddenly become two murders.

"Boy, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Li Liang took the unlit cigarette and looked at Xu Mu seriously.

Xu Mu: ..................

I said, have I seen you, do you believe it?

"Your guardian is out. Without waiting for Xu Mu to answer, Li Liang raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to look inside, Feng Yuan and He Qiang had already walked out of the room where the transcript was recorded.

"Children, if you think of any news, remember to inform me. Li Liang stood up, waved to Xu Mu extremely perfunctorily, and strode towards the police station.

"You two sit at the door in the middle of the night and chat?" Feng Yuan looked at Li Liang's back strangely.

"Don't mention it, just two minutes, I heard two murders. Xu Mu put on a bitter gourd face, and as soon as Feng Yuan said that in the middle of the night, he felt even more chills behind his back, "Let's go back quickly." ”

Feng Yuan opened a room for He Qiang in the hotel at the entrance of the community, considering that there were two monsters at home and sleeping on the sofa was really wronged by his uncle, Xu Mu had to agree.

On the way home for the two, Xu Mu couldn't help but ask Feng Yuan, "You say, why didn't you have it?"

"Things don't disappear out of thin air, either they are taken away or ......" Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Mu.

"It's not necessarily that it becomes a essence and runs ......away by itself," Xu Mu paused abruptly halfway through speaking, if that thing really became a refinement, it would not be difficult to disappear quietly. It's like the trick that the teapot monster and pepper played last time, it's a breeze.