Tang Sancai, a national cultural relic.

Su Miao stared at the vase, sleepless all night, heavy bags under her eyes, and pale face, making her look extremely haggard.

Stealing cultural relics, or historical and cultural relics, is a great crime.

Where did the man who hired the people come from? It's just a whim, or it's calculated early in the morning, otherwise, how can they be sure that there is something under the ancient bridge?

A cloud of fog obscures the view, making it difficult to see whether it is true or false. Could it be that they will be salvaged and salvaged?

After a breath, Su Miao suddenly stood up, with firmness in her eyes, as a Chinese, she couldn't do it, watching the thieves steal national cultural relics.

Glancing at the bottle on the table again, Su Miao took out his clothes from the closet, put them on in twos and threes, wrapped them in vases, and went out of the house.

"Bang!"

"Hmm-"

Gu Jin, who was not on guard, took two steps back, her eyes were full of water droplets, she covered her sore nose tightly, and she was covered in cold sweat.

"Are you alright?" Ren Lincheng came over and went to pick her hand.

"Don't touch me!" She interrupted sharply, and the other hand holding the vase tightened a little subconsciously.

"Does it hurt?" Ren Lincheng didn't notice her movements, and withdrew his hand boringly, but his eyes didn't leave her, and he nagged in his mouth, "Just walked out in a straight rush, only touching the nose, it's good." ”

"Who told you to come to my house early in the morning...... If you don't come, how can I bump into each other! Because of the pain, his voice was a little buzzing, and Su Miao glared at him fiercely.

"Lazy geography you." Glaring angrily, Su Miao turned around and walked out. The heart, but uncontrollably "banging" wildly, his hand into his clothes, and stuffed a few more points.

"Hey, early in the morning, why are you going?" He grabbed her clothes and pulled them back.

Su Miao's brows furrowed, looking at his hippie smiling face, suddenly, a heart burst into flames, and he roared, "Buy an aunt's towel, do you want to go too?" ”

Who knows, Ren Lincheng came over facelessly, "I'm happy to help my aunt's painful woman." ”

"Get out!" Squinted at him, stretched out his hand, Su Miao rudely pushed the obscure person away, and hurried out.

Ren Lincheng, who was standing still, rubbed his chin with one hand and put the other in his pocket, looking thoughtfully at her departing back.

Su Miao, who took a taxi all the way, got off outside the police station.

She found the change and gave it to the driver, she was spending the money in her arms, and when her eyes touched the solemn words, she was a little overwhelmed.

Biting her lip, she walked back and forth in place, having a hard time deciding.

With the gradual increase in the crowd around her, she raised her neck, held the vase, and tightened the police station without a trace of hesitation.

"Little girl, is there anything wrong?" A young policeman came over and asked.

Pursing his lips, Su Miao looked at the comrade policeman, and his voice was very small, "Comrade, can I see you, are you leaders?" I have something very important to tell him. ”

"Our leader is out, if there is anything, I can help you." The little comrade walked two more steps.

"No, I have to meet your leaders, it's a matter of urgency." She clutched the vase in her arms.

"Little girl, the leader is not at home, you are embarrassing me." The little comrade was helpless.

"It's ...... What's going on? ”

A familiar voice suddenly came, Su Miao's body stiffened, and his fingers inadvertently slid across his palm, stinging a little.

Why is he here?