"Lin Lang!"

The middle-aged policeman stopped the female policeman, and by the way, he also let Jian Xingdao know the other party's name - Lin Lang.

It's a bit like the name in a movie and television drama.

The middle-aged male policeman introduced himself first, "Jian Xingdao is right, hello, my name is Meng Hongqi, I am the director of our police station, this one is Officer Lin of the Municipal Criminal Investigation Team, and he is currently seconded to the police station to assist me in handling some cases.

Jian Xingdao is such a temper, eating soft rather than hard, since this director uses a consultative tone, then he will not be stiff anymore, and immediately said his own affairs, "It is estimated that it will take a while." ”

Meng Hongqi pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's wait a minute." ”

"Sit casually. ”

Then brought a glass of water to each of them, and Jian Xingdao continued to clean up.

When Yu Qingwen came, Jian Xingdao told the matter again.

Yu Qingwen pulled Jian Xingdao aside, a little worried, "You won't make a mistake, right?" There is still some money at the front desk, I will give it to you, you can see the opportunity in a while, run away." ”

"Sister Wen, you think this is a Hong Kong film, and you still run away, so even if it's okay, it will become something, don't worry, didn't you hear what they said, just to assist in the investigation. ”

To appease Yu Qingwen, Jian Xingdao got into the police car driven by Meng Hongqi.

On the road, Lin Lang still had a hanging face, which made him wonder if this girl had committed something in the city criminal investigation team and was sent to the small police station.

On the contrary, Meng Hongqi didn't have a little arrogance, and he kept talking along the way.

It didn't take long to arrive at the police station.

After asking regular questions such as name and place of origin, Lin Lang went straight to the point.

"You have a gun?"

Jian Xingdao shook his head and denied it, he was not afraid to investigate this matter.

"But those four said you had Gatling!"

Lin Lang's eyes glared at Jian Xingdao without blinking.

"I said yes, do you believe it?"

"You ......"

Lin Lang also knew that he had asked this question in vain, but the four suspects had the same caliber, saying that Jian Xingdao had Gatling, otherwise he would have been beaten after being tied up for the first time.

"Did the four Wang Gongjun kidnap you last night?"

"Nope!"

Jian Xingdao replied without hesitation, if he said that he had seen it, then many things would not make sense, and he was not stupid.

"So you went straight home from work that night?"

"Yes. ”

"Who can prove it?"

"No one has proven it. ”

After asking for a long time, he didn't ask anything, so he had to let Jian Xingdao go back first.

Back at the flower shop, Yu Qingwen inquired again, seeing that Jian Xingdao didn't want to say anything, and his spirit was not very good, so he gave him a day off and asked him to go back and rest for a day.

Jian Xingdao happened to have something to do, and he didn't refuse.

I got out of the flower shop and didn't go home, but turned a corner and got on the bus to the LC area, the destination - the old bridge.

The old bridge is the dividing line between the LC area and the XC area, and the LC area was originally demolished according to the meaning of the city, but the people were unwilling to relocate, and the houses in the LC area were all in the style of the Republic of China, so they were finally renovated and used as a tourist attraction.

Tourism has not developed, but Lao Qiaotou has become a famous cultural and entertainment distribution center in the whole Nam Giang Province.

Originally, it was just the masses spontaneously organized, and the stalls were placed at will, and finally the city allocated a sum of money to build several high sheds to allow merchants to settle in, on the one hand, it was easy to manage, and on the other hand, the municipal government could also increase income.

The old bridge is near the river, and there are many people from other places who come to Taobao on the river every day.

Shengshi collects the words of the whole Chinese land into a Taobao fever, people with the dream of picking up leaks do not know how many, occasionally burst out of the leakage success, people are more and more crazy to join in, but I don't know that this industry now has many fakes and few real goods.

The truth is clear, but the human heart is a very strange thing, watching some TV shows, buying two books, as if they have become experts, seeing others slap their eyes, shaking their heads and sighing, making a few comments, but thinking that such a thing will never happen to themselves.

As soon as there are more such experts, the business of the antiquities dealers will improve, and it is often the money of these people who will make money.

Jian Xingdao's purpose in coming here is not to make money, but to spend money.

The ability to increase requires the energy mass in the curio, and he plans to try his luck.

The greenhouse was bustling inside, and the vendors took five long dragons, sitting with their backs to each other, and on the lime floor in front of them, they were particular about laying things, and they were not paying attention to putting things directly on the ground.

The bronzes of the Xia and Zhou dynasties, the calligraphy and paintings of the Tang and Song dynasties, and the porcelain of the Ming and Qing dynasties are all the same.

No matter what it is, it looks very old, and there is no shortage of people in front of the booth who are holding a magnifying glass to observe, or frowning, or whispering to relatives and friends next to them, which looks very similar to that.

Jian Xingdao couldn't tell the truth from the fake, so he didn't spend money to buy a magnifying glass at the entrance, and even if he bought it, he couldn't see why.

The customers are old and young, men and women, well-dressed, unkempt, and indulged in them with red eyes.

couldn't help but remind him of those two sentences: The world is bustling, and everything is for profit. The world is crowded, all for profit.

I browsed like a flower, but I didn't find a cultural game with energy clusters.

To be honest, he still hadn't figured out what those energy clusters were.

Well?

I found a circle of people in the corner, mixed with laughter.

Jian Xingdao walked over curiously.

"The magnetic pillow of Tang Zong, the Lan Pavilion of Wang Sheng, the big money of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the Yuan Datou of the Republic of China, and the founding chairman of the country...... Fifty-one, front, front...... No, don't buy it! let's, let's let, the people in the back, look, can't see it......"

The stumbling words caused a burst of laughter.

Squeezed into the crowd, I found that it was an old man with a crooked neck and a crooked mouth, wearing a shabby camouflage uniform, wearing an octagonal Red Army cap, with a badge pinned to his chest, a portrait of the chairman, and various medals, holding a cane made of bullet casings in his hand and pointing at the tourists in front of him.

In addition to the ones he shouted, there were also broken posters with the portrait of the chairman, teapots without lids, bodhi seeds, small emerald gourds, jade-like stones, diamond strings, cypresses, hookahs, snuffboxes...... The list goes on and on, and it's really varied.

"Little, young man...... You, you've been watching it for five minutes, no, don't buy it and leave, don't, don't delay me doing business......"

"Hahaha!"

This caused everyone to laugh again, and the young man was not annoyed, laughed twice, got up and gave way.

There was also a counteroffer next to him, "I want this silver ingot for thirty." ”

"Five, fifty! No, no bargaining. ”

After saying that, he took out half of the uneaten cucumber from his jacket pocket, took a bite and put it back.