68. Chapter 68
As a case-handling officer, Chen Yushan knows that it is impossible to restore the truth of the entire case based on the words of the owner of the antique shop. www.biquge.info Therefore, it is necessary to ask the other party about the situation.
Thinking of this, Chen Yushan hurriedly leaned over to check the situation of the old man on the ground, but saw that he was dying, and his shriveled mouth instinctively opened and closed, which showed how serious the beating of the antique shop owner and his gang was!
"How can you beat an old man like this?" Chen Yushan turned her head to look at the group of people in the antique shop and frowned.
The owner of the antique shop said: "Officer, we don't want to do this, but you might as well ask the people around you, this old man is simply crazy, holding a machete, he will cut people in my shop, and I have a clerk under him, and he will cut his shoulder, and his whole arm will almost be removed, so we ......."
The antique shop owner's statement was confirmed by many onlookers.
Chen Yushan nodded quietly, but she still needed to learn about the situation from the person concerned. At this time, Chen Yushan suddenly saw Ye Haochuan squatting down beside the old man, and then launched first aid.
Chen Yushan then remembered that he was a doctor, and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "How is it?"
"It's a bit serious, but for me, it's a little bit of a problem. Ye Haochuan smiled.
It's no wonder that he said so surely, after getting the seven-star life-sustaining needle from Old Man Kou, it greatly enhanced his chances of saving people.
As soon as the Seven Star Life Renewal Needle was cast, the old man, who was originally dying, gradually recovered his body under his rejuvenation skill, and although he was not able to move freely, he was already able to speak.
After Ye Haochuan had already asked him clearly about his name as Old Hantou, Chen Yushan asked, "Uncle, what's going on with your dispute with them?"
Old Han raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at the antique shop owner and his group, and scolded angrily: "They ...... They have lost my ancestral paintings......"
Under Lao Hantou's intermittent explanation, Ye Haochuan and Chen Yushan gradually figured it out.
It turned out that according to Lao Hantou, he had an ancestral ancient painting from Gu Kaizhi in the Tang Dynasty at home, because his grandson got married, he needed to buy a house, but the high housing prices made the family breathless, and in desperation, Lao Hantou wanted to sell ancient paintings for cash.
However, yesterday afternoon, when he came from the countryside to Haishan and found this antique shop, his ancestral antique painting was recognized as a fake by the owner of the antique shop, and he believed it at that time and sold it to the antique shop for 1,000 yuan.
Who knows, when he returned to the countryside, he was reminded by his son that the ancestral ancient paintings were more than 1,000 yuan, and he regretted it at that time.
Ancestral ancient paintings were sold cheaply, the purchase of a wedding house became far away, and the attitude of the granddaughter-in-law's family who had not passed through the door became very subtle, and the family was in a hurry.
The more the old Han thought about it, the more angry he became, so early this morning, he came alone to ask for an explanation, hoping to get back this ancestral ancient painting.
Coincidentally, today's antique shop happened to celebrate the store's anniversary, and the ancient painting he sold yesterday was unexpectedly enshrined as the "treasure of the town store" by the owner of the antique shop, and was sold publicly at a sky-high price of 5 million yuan.
Moreover, he was still in the crowd at the time, and the owner of the antique shop proudly declared that this ancient painting was the authentic work of the famous Tang Dynasty master Gu Kaizhi.
At this point, he woke up like a dream and knew that he had been deceived by the owner of the antique shop, so he stood up and loudly accused the owner of the antique shop, scolded him as a liar, and demanded that it be returned immediately.
The owner of the antique shop saw that the store celebration was disturbed, and he became angry and had a dispute with the old Hantou, and then the two sides became more and more fierce, and even started to do it.
Old Han is lonely, belongs to the disadvantaged group, and can't compete with the owner of the antique shop at all, so in anger, he went to the market to buy a machete, and then ran desperately.
In the chaos, an antique shop clerk was slashed, and Lao Hantou himself was beaten by a group, and even some people who did not know the truth mistakenly thought he was a terrorist and attacked him in groups, so that he was severely beaten like this.
After figuring out the ins and outs, Ye Haochuan concluded from the honest eyes of the old Han Tou that this matter should be true.
However, in the eyes of Chen Yushan, who is a people's policeman, he can't simply believe one-sided words, and pays more attention to evidence.
"Old Hantou, you said that this ancient painting is yours, what evidence do you have?" Chen Yushan said.
"Yes, of course I have evidence...... Old Han Tou said, suddenly coughing violently, but after Ye Haochuan took a massage, he relieved his breath and continued, "When I sold my ancestral ancient paintings to this antique shop, this antique shop issued me a receipt, and now this receipt is on me. ”
"Then old Hantou, can you ask someone to show us this receipt?" asked Chen Yushan.
"No problem. The old man then trembled and took the receipt out of his trouser pocket.
Chen Yushan took the receipt and looked at it, and after careful comparison, it was indeed an antique shop.
"What else do you have to say now?" Chen Yushan frowned and looked at the antique shop owner.
The antique shop owner couldn't hold back a little on his face, and snorted: "Officer, what if this old thing has a receipt? He has already sold everything to me, does he still have the face to go back? If everyone in this world is like him, won't it be messed up?"
The words of the owner of the antique shop resonated in the hearts of many people, and they nodded in agreement. After all, the buying and selling of things is a fool in most cases, one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer, since the deal has been reached, it really shouldn't be reversed afterwards.
However, there are also some people who believe that if the ancestral ancient paintings of Lao Hantou are genuine, then the owner of the antique shop is suspected of fraud, after all, he bought it for 1,000 yuan and then sold it for 5 million, which is very revealing.
For a time, people with different opinions discussed and argued.
Chen Yushan noticed this situation, but it was obvious that she was on the side of the vulnerable group of Lao Hantou.
"Didn't you just admit that you didn't have the old Han's paintings, and you didn't do anything lacking in virtue? What do you say now?" Chen Yushan said coldly.
The owner of the antique shop choked suddenly, but this guy was cheeky enough, and said: "Officer, what you said is unfair, where did I ignore his paintings, where did I lack virtue? Didn't I give him a thousand yuan?"
"Since you bought back a thousand yuan, then why did you put a price of five million? Isn't this a huge profit?" Chen Yushan became colder and colder.
The owner of the antique shop looked up to the sky and bumped into Qu and said: "Officer, wronged, really wronged, our line of business itself is to buy low and sell high, and the price is high, of course, it is also to attract customers, to put it bluntly, it is a beak." ”
Speaking of this, he sighed: "Officer, let me tell you the truth, many guests have seen this painting, and they all say that it is not genuine, where is it worth five million, I don't believe you ask the big guys around." ”