Chapter 11: The Cultural Relics Storm I

The deserted suburban streets, the signs of no one living nearby, as if a plague had broken out, everything that was alive had been strangled, the words of demolition were constantly posted around, the dark world seemed to be the end of the world, and there was a foul smell wafting from it, like a ghost domain, and even wild cats and wild dogs did not want to visit here.

It was in this eerie ghost realm that an uninvited guest was ushered in, and the air was filled with a burst of engine noise, adding more eerie atmosphere to this silent place, and then a black Santana entered the street of this ghost land, and Santana stopped on a road at the end of the street.

A man dressed in black, wearing a peaked cap and a black mask on his beak, walked up the car and made sure that there was no one around, and walked up a wide and narrow corridor.

The eerie ghost realm returned to extreme silence again, and a gust of ghostly wind suddenly rose and blew the debris on the ground into the air, and the debris kept hovering in the air, like a ballet moving with the wind. After the man in black walked up, he walked cautiously along the dim corridor, the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor, the cold space seemed to be devoured by the future, and the bones were not left, and finally the man in black stopped at the entrance of the corridor on the fifth floor.

A gust of wind whistled in the strange corridor entrance, and the door of the corridor entrance was blown by the wind and kept slapping on the wall, making a piercing sound, and the man in black did not exude any frightened reaction all over his body, in this hellish world, he did not have the slightest sense of fear, only the sharp eyes like eagle dogs.

At this moment, the man in black walked around the entrance of the building, carefully observing the things on the ground, and finally he squatted down.

The ballpoint pen scattered on the ground, the man in black picked it up, kept turning the pen in all directions in his hand, and engraved a few numbers 504 on the side of the pen body, he slowly stood up and hid the ballpoint pen in his pocket, and then walked towards the fifth floor room.

In a room where he couldn't see his fingers, a black shadow stood motionless, like a sculpture, except that his hair swayed from side to side in the wind, and he stood at the window and looked down, the moonlight shining on the strange street, watching all the movements in this ghost realm.

Just when a black Santana appeared in this otherwise quiet world, a gloomy smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and under those eagle-like eyes, people felt extremely terrifying killing intent. Where did this killing intent come from? Is it to kill everyone who invades this ghost realm?

Is the man in black going to die at his clutches? The man in black is getting closer and closer to him, does it mean that his life is over?

"You're finally here," the moment the door was pushed open, the man in black appeared in the murderous room, and the black shadow shouted to the man in black outside the door, as if he already knew that he was coming here, or that this was originally his arrangement. "You'd better not meddle in my affairs, I'll take care of all this," the man in black said as if he was a little angry, and the dark room couldn't even see the other party's appearance and form, so the black shadow turned his back to the man in black and once again revealed a terrifying killing intent.

The black shadow slowly turned around, looked at the man in front of him and said disdainfully, "You almost revealed all the plans, I think it's better for me to do it and get rid of all those guys who get in the way," as he said this, the black shadow's face didn't change at all, as if human life was so worthless in his eyes.

"That's enough, I don't allow you to do it, and I'll give you what you want on time, and it's best not to appear in my field of vision before that," the man in black seemed to care very much about what he was talking about, and his emotions were gradually getting a little excited.

"Hehe, it seems that you are still so affectionate and righteous, you are so affectionate and righteous, my father's status in your heart must not be low, haha, isn't it a good son," the black shadow let out a burst of laughter and turned around again, but he didn't expect the man in black to be the son of the black shadow in front of him.

"Hmph, you'd better not interfere, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee that this plan won't be discovered by the Central Security Service," the man in black seemed to be unceremonious to the so-called father in front of him, ** naked threatened the black shadow, "Very good," the corner of the black shadow's mouth let out a sneer again, and he stopped talking. After a few minutes of silence, the man in black threw the ballpoint pen to the ground, then turned and left the room and walked down.

Just after the man in black disappeared, a third person's voice came from the room, "Do you need me to do it," In the dark corner, a head poked out of the cabinet and made a low sound, like a demon in hell.

"No, let him do it alone, it's not time to turn against him now, he still has the value of use," the black shadow looked out the window at the gradually departing Santana, there was no trace of humanity in his evil eyes, maybe the demon has never had humanity at all, even in the face of his own flesh and blood.

I got up early in the morning, thinking about last night's situation and still feeling a little beautiful in my heart, the beautiful girl sat beside me and chatted for a long time. "Lala...... Lalala......" while humming a little song while tidying up the room, "Ah Yuan, come over for breakfast," the mother heard the singing from the room, and couldn't help but laugh secretly in her heart, "This child, happy to be like this." ”

Just as I was about to leave the room to have breakfast, Han Dong called me, "Guoyuan, my father has an accident, can you come to the police station early?" Han Dong seemed a little embarrassed on the phone, and his speech was a little slurred.

"Well, okay Dongzi, I'll come over right away, I'll see you at the police station later," I was a little puzzled in my heart, "Mother, there is something in the bureau that I have to go over early," hurriedly took some steamed buns on the way and rushed to the police station, "Guoyuan, drink some porridge and leave," looking at the son who was gradually leaving, he could no longer hear his mother's voice, and felt a little worried.

Along the way, I thought that Han Dong's father also suffered misfortune, but when I hurried to the bureau, Han Dong was waiting for me at the door, looking at Han Dong with an unhappy face, I felt that something was wrong, and things were not as I thought.

"In the morning, I received news that my father was secretly digging at the place where the cultural relics were unearthed at night and was caught red-handed by the night duty officers, and he is still being held in the police station." Han Dong went straight to the topic and briefly explained what happened. "Greed for money is really the biggest fatal wound of man!" I shook my head helplessly, "Then where are people locked up now, think about a way to see if you can be accommodating," After all, Han Dong has played with me since I was a child, and now that his father has encountered this kind of thing, I can only do my best."

"Okay, come with me, my father is still in the office now," Han Dong turned around and led me to the room where he worked, Uncle Han's dark circles sitting on the stool were obviously aggravated, it seemed that he hadn't rested all night, and when he saw me and Han Dong's appearance, Uncle Han suddenly became energetic.

"Guoyuan, you tell your director well, I just made a big mistake because I was greedy for a while, and I won't dare next time, just let me go this time!" Uncle Han kept begging in front of me, "How many times have I said it, I will give it to you if you are short of money, stealing cultural relics is a felony, do you know?" Han Dong was a little emotional, and scolded his father with anger.

"Dongzi, I see that Uncle Han is just confused by money for a while, I will accompany you to plead with the director, I think there should be no problem!" Looking at Han Dong, who was in high spirits, I felt that the scene was already a little embarrassing, so I took Han Dong away, "Ah Yuan, you must help Uncle Han this time!" Uncle Han kept asking me in the back and walked out of the room, and Han Dong's mood slowly calmed down.

"I'm sorry Guoyuan, I'm embarrassed for you," "It's okay, what is the relationship between the two of us, I will definitely help you after so many years," Han Dong was a little embarrassed, after all, it was his father who made a mistake, if he went to persuade the director, it would not be good, so he had to pull me and let me help say a few more good words.