Chapter 70: The Bronze Man of the Western Zhou Dynasty

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There was a text message marked red in Lin Fan's mobile phone text message box, and the sender was the National Security Bureau's Special Affairs Center.

His eyes stayed on the text message for two seconds, and Lin Fan dialed a number.

"Hey, hello." A cold male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, I'm Lin Fan from the sixth group." Lin Fan said.

He quickly explained the appeal.

"It's Mr. Lin," the man's voice was a little more enthusiastic, "let's make an appointment to talk about it." ā€

The man's name is Xie Bin, a member of the first operation team of the Special Events Operations Center of the National Security Bureau, and he is the one who accepted the "Investigation of the Theft of National Treasures from the Yan University Museum" before Lin Fan, and ultimately failed.

According to the SMS prompt, Lin Fan was able to get some preliminary investigation data from him.

The two meet at a McDonald's shop.

When Lin Fan passed, Xie Bin was munching on a hamburger.

Seeing Lin Fan, he nodded slightly, chewed a few times, and poured a sip of Coke, and then said to Lin Fan: "Sorry, it's been a busy day, eat something first."

Lin Fan glanced at his clothes, a blue labor protection suit covered with mud, earthy yellow rubber shoes, and a slightly faded yellow hard hat beside his hand.

"This guy ......" Lin Fan was a little speechless.

Those who can receive that task are all innate masters, and they should also have a good reward in the special affairs center, but this guy is actually ......

Xie Bin seemed to see Lin Fan's doubts, and while chewing a hamburger, he said to Lin Fan: "I haven't read any books, so I can only do odd jobs on the construction site."

"Are you short of money?" Lin Fan couldn't help but ask.

Xie Bin rolled his eyes: "Who is not short of money!"

Lin Fan was speechless again, and he felt lucky that he could get so much money.

This society, with its strong individual strength, does not necessarily represent a bright future. Lin Fan thought secretly.

The two were not familiar with each other, so Lin Fan silently waited for him to finish eating, and then began to talk about business.

"I investigated for 10 days," Xie said, "and I checked the surveillance of several entrances and exits of the museum, and I didn't find a trace." ā€

"Is that really the result of a burglar?" Lin Fan's brows furrowed slightly.

Stealing the door is a cultivation force of considerable scale, and it is extremely difficult. In the absence of sufficient evidence, it is inconvenient for even the special affairs center to take action against the members of it. It's not a fear, it's for stability.

Considers.

Xie Bin decisively interrupted Lin Fan's speculation: "It's not a burglar."

"Then ......" Lin Fan was even more puzzled.

"Although this is a two-star mission, it is strange everywhere," Xie Bin shook his head, "I suggest you better give up." ā€

Lin Fan: "......"

After saying goodbye to Xie Bin, Lin Fan contacted the person in charge of the Yanda Museum by phone.

Under the guidance of the other party, Lin Fan arrived at the original exhibition hall of the Western Zhou Bronze Man.

The heavy anti-theft glass frame was intact, and there was a lifelike copper carriage inside, but something was noticeably missing from the front of the car.

"Half a month ago...... Early in the morning, I heard from the security guard on patrol that something was missing, but there was no sound. The person in charge held his eyes and hesitated for a few seconds before he said, "The security guard said, as if a shadow had appeared. ā€

Lin Fan turned around in surprise: "Can you meet the security guard?"

Soon, he met the security guard.

From the other party's mouth, he heard a piece of news that made his heart sink slightly.

"There was a shadow that did flash in front of my eyes, and I don't know if it was a hallucination." The security guard with a solemn look said.

"Where?" Lin Fan asked.

Following the security guard, Lin Fan approached a window.

The Yan University Museum is a single-rise building, and Lin Fan's current location is on the twelfth floor of the top floor.

"Here, a shadow flashed straight out of the window." The security guard pointed to the thick, closed-glass window.

Twelfth floor.

Piercing the Wall!

If what the security guard said was true, then that "thief" was a grandmaster-level master, similar to the Jindan Realm or the Great Demon-level goblin among cultivators.

Such a master, even if he steals the door, rarely makes a move.

Moreover, the master of door theft is secretive, and it is impossible for an ordinary security guard to see it.

"It's a bit tricky."

Lin Fan understood that if it involved a grandmaster-level master, then it would not be an ordinary two-star mission.

Just as Lin Fan was thinking about this, the mobile phone of the person in charge of the museum on the side suddenly rang. He smiled apologetically at Lin Fan, walked to the side to answer the phone, and then his face became solemn.

"Mr. Lin, another Western Zhou bronze man has been lost." The deputy curator, who was over forty years old, had an ugly face.

He was originally the deputy director of the museum who was taken to the actual management position because of the failure of the power struggle, and now there have been two thefts in a row after taking office, and the ones that were lost are the bronze figures of the Western Zhou Dynasty, which can be called national treasures. If those opponents seize this opportunity, he will be completely thrown into the dust.

Thinking of this, he looked at Lin Fan, the mysterious "detective" sent down from above, with extremely eager eyes.

"The lost Western Zhou bronze figure is displayed on the sixth floor, and it was still there in the morning, and the person in charge over there called me just now to tell me that it was lost." Deputy Curator Cai Chunde looked at Lin Fan with a sincere face, "Please, Mr. Lin." ā€

Lin Fan felt as if he was vaguely grasping something, but he couldn't figure it out.

Following a few people to the sixth floor, Lin Fan saw that the scene was exactly the same as the twelfth floor, and the alarm in the glass frame didn't even go off.

"There are a total of three Western Zhou bronze men in the museum, and now two bronze men have been lost." Cai Chunde said with an ugly expression.

A flash of spiritual light flashed from Lin Fan's mind.

"Wait, you said there were three of them?" Lin Fan asked.

"yes." Cai Chunde nodded as a matter of course, and then suddenly realized: "Wait for the rabbit?!"

Lin Fan bowed slightly.

Several people quickly moved to the ninth floor, where there was the third Western Zhou bronze man carriage.

Lin Fan glanced at the bronze man standing in front of the carriage, his height was about twenty centimeters, there was a faint layer of patina, his appearance was not very clear, only the mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth was very obvious.

The bronze man is obviously one with the carriage, but it is the bronze man who is stolen......

And the mysterious smile of the bronze man......

Lin Fan felt very uncomfortable.

"Mr. Lin, how do you say we should wait for the rabbit?" Cai Chunde approached Lin Fan and asked.

An expression that you're an expert.

Lin Fan looked left and right and asked, "Is there any slightly hidden place where you can see this directly?"

Cai Chunde was a little surprised, but thinking of the above statement that he had full authority to listen to Lin Fan's command, he had to nod his head: "There is a small office around the corner over there, you can see here."

"That's fine, leave the key, you don't have to follow."

Aside from these people, Lin Fan took out his mobile phone.

"There really aren't any goblins around."

After seeing the detection results, Lin Fan directly dialed Hu Yan'er's phone.

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