"Hahaha!"

Secretary-General Yang burst out laughing.

On the nameplate made by Hanyang, it actually reads, "Kill Fujiwara Ryoya Daisa." ”

As long as you are familiar with the history of East China Province, you know this Fujiwara Ryoya.

In just two months, he committed three massacres that killed hundreds of innocent people.

With his hands covered in blood, Fujiwara became more and more arrogant.

In the end, he was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army, and was killed by sharpshooter Zhang Laiwu while fighting at Niuwei Mountain.

It's a pity that Zhang Laiwu also died in the later battle. The weapon used was not found and became a mystery.

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Secretary-General Yang said:

"Lin Chao, although it was Old Man Lin who led his troops to ambush this Fujiwara, but after the war, he didn't find the remains of the five martyrs Zhang Lai, where did you get this gun?"

It's right to die, it's best to make Zhang Hongjin feel bored.

When the time comes, a few more "good words" for Lin Chao will be blocked, and it will be possible.

Lin Chao didn't speak.

Because a virtual screen popped up with the whole history of this gun on it.

This reaction made Secretary-General Yang even more proud, and he shouted:

"Director Lin, why didn't you speak? Didn't your teacher say that museum collections must be realistic? Just find a Hanyang to impersonate, you are too bold. ”

Several of the attendants looked at each other.

"It is said that the beacon fire also used a water gun to pretend to be a cultural relic! Such a black sheep should have been investigated and dealt with a long time ago. ”

"Yes, Old Man Lin's reputation cannot be ruined in the hands of these unscrupulous descendants, and I suggest that the beacon fire be incorporated into the city museum."

"It's long overdue, Beacon has the same function as the city museum, and it's certainly fine if it's in a big city. But the number of people in Haicheng is not large, and having two museums at the same time is a waste of resources. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Hongjin's brows couldn't help but tighten.

Although the beacon is attached to the provincial museum, it is a private museum, and the government has no right to confiscate it.

But there must be an explanation for this matter, otherwise the wind of deception will only become more and more intense.

"Director Lin, don't you have anything to say?"

Lin Chao smiled.

"Don't delve into this matter. Whether the gun is real or not, you can see page 83 of the 9th volume of East China Literary and Historical Materials, which contains a memoir written by Mr. Cheng. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a page of the book appeared on the wall of the museum.

Secretary-General Yang said coldly:

"Old man Cheng did write a gun number, but not this one? I suggest that Professor Ma Fuming take a look, after all, when it comes to historical events, it is still necessary to be cautious. ”

He also served as the director of the museum, and he was clear about the fraud, and the polishing number was just pediatrics.

Lin Chao didn't dare to answer directly, and he could even conclude that there was a ghost in his heart.

Zhang Hongjin's expression was a little serious.

Pursuing and attacking the Beacon Museum is easy to cause unnecessary trouble, and it is not in his interests at all.

However, Secretary General Yang's step-by-step pressing made it a little difficult for him to ride a tiger.

"Kobayashi is still young, and it is inevitable that there will be a time when the experience is not in place. Professor Fumin helped him palm his eyes, and don't spread the wrong words if he finds them. ”

Secretary-General Yang's eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

"Director Zhang, this matter has a very bad impact. If it comes to fraud, it's smearing the hero's face. ”

He is not a layman, and when he glanced around, he knew that the layout of the exhibition hall had been put into the work.

The content is also tightly linked to the word "sacrifice", especially those martyrs who sacrificed their lives, which are placed in a prominent position.

Not to mention the city museum, even the provincial museum is not comparable.

"Fighting a snake and not dying is a disaster, even if you offend Zhang Hongjin, you must also bring down the beacon fire!"

Secretary-General Yang let go and said sharply:

"Professor Fuming, check carefully, as long as there is any fraud, report it."

At this moment, several more people rushed into the hall and slapped the surroundings.

A beautiful female reporter then said:

"Our agency has just received a report that the Beacon Museum is suspected of using fakes to pass off cultural relics ......."

Here it comes!

Secretary-General Yang was so excited that he jumped up.

As long as it is confirmed that Hanyang-made is a forgery, the reputation of the Beacon Fire Museum will be ruined, and Lin Supernatural will be captured.

But at this juncture, he found a problem.

"Where is Lin Chao?"

There was a commotion here, but there was no trace of the main owner, which made Secretary General Yang unhappy.

He didn't expect the victory to be so easy.

Zhang Hong, who was on the side, was half dead.

Secretary-General Yang's actions have made him passive.

This damaged the prestige that had been built up with great difficulty, and he could not do anything about it, so he could only hold his head and be beaten.

"Whew, whew!"

Looking at the reporters scurrying around, he could only gasp and remain silent.

Ma Fuming had already taken out the Hanyang Plant, but he didn't speak, just carefully inspected the body of the gun.

"How?"

Secretary-General Yang couldn't wait to ask.

Ma Fuming shook his head.

Today's thing is a fight between the gods, and he can't get involved.

When the time comes, the advantages and doubts of the gun will be repeated, and how to judge it will be the meaning of the leader.

He shook his head regretfully.

It's a good gun, and it's most likely genuine, but does it matter what the results are now?

That Curator Lin is in a catastrophe!

Seeing that Ma Fuming did not express his position, Secretary-General Yang became even more excited, and said to the media's camera:

"Today's collectibles market is full of chaos, fakes are rampant, for example, this M1911 is an imitation, the caliber is different from the authentic Citi goods, for such unscrupulous businessmen, we have to ruthlessly debunk ......."

"Put down that gun!"

Just then, an old voice appeared.

Secretary-General Yang was talking about Xingtou, and after being interrupted, he became extremely angry.

"No matter who is involved, the provincial museum will chase it to the end and dig out the umbrella behind the scenes."

After saying that, he tried to widen his eyes, and he looked fearless.

At this time, a white-haired old man came over and snatched the gun from Secretary General Yang's hand.

"This is not a big-eyed pout, it's a pouting handle made by the base armory, and it can only be fired once at a time."

Secretary-General Yang said with disdain:

"I'm in history, do I understand or do you understand?"

The old man said lightly:

"This gun is mine!"

"What?"

The people in the hall were stunned for a moment, and soon they turned their eyes to the nameplate.

"It's Old Man Cheng!"

Someone immediately exclaimed.

Secretary General Yang's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly blocked the reporter's camera with his hand.

"Don't shoot, stop shooting, quickly pinch off the signal!"

The reporter said with a bitter face:

"Secretary-General Yang, the city is broadcasting live according to your request, this is ......."

"Old man Cheng, raise your noble hand ......!"

Secretary-General Yang pleaded in a low voice.

At this time, his legs trembled, and he was about to kneel.

Old Man Cheng looked disdainful.

"You're allowed to bully my children? The professor, turn the bolt over and see what's on it? ”

The reporter hurriedly turned on the light, only to see a word engraved on the bolt of the gun.

"It's a five-word!"

In an instant, Old Man Cheng was excited.

As soon as he snatched the mottled Hanyangzao, he shouted with a crying voice:

"Zhang Laiwu, you liar, before leaving, you told Lao Tzu that you will definitely come back! Little bunny, where are you hiding? Now that the gun has been found, what about the people? ”

No one can answer.

For the independence of the country and the nation, countless martyrs spilled their blood on this land.

Over time, they faded into oblivion.

Only the comrades-in-arms who are side by side are still unforgettable, and every time I think of it, there will be heart-rending pain.

"Come five, the devil has been beaten away, you have a good rest!"

After Old Man Cheng finished shouting, he slowly raised his right hand and solemnly saluted.

Goodbye, comrades-in-arms!