Chapter 8: Zhang Fan: I Seem to Have Miscalculated......
"You're also ancestral? How? Do you like to recognize your ancestors these days? ”
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Fan laughed directly, and Wang Zhengang was also a little speechless, but he still gave a notice according to the process:
"Someone reported that they lost a vase, exactly like yours, come with us."
"Imperial Chief, this vase is really my family's ancestral, don't you believe I can find a neighbor to testify!"
The fat man struggled to argue, he knew that the surveillance system on North Street was not perfect, and he had also done fingerprint processing for the vase.
As long as he doesn't change his mind, it will be difficult for Yu An to find evidence of his theft.
"Really? Then there are a lot of heirlooms in your family, and they are all treasures, but they are really a big family! Zhang Fan pretended to be surprised and sighed.
"Dao Chief...... I don't understand what you're talking about...... This is one family heirloom in my family, and there is no other collection at all. ”
The fat man's face was full of grievances, as if Zhang Fan and the others had wronged him.
"If you want to say that, I'll take the other treasures?" Zhang Fan said with a smile.
Wang Zhengang heard some ways from Zhang Fan's words, glanced at him, and said, "Don't sell your kid, let it go if you have a fart!" ”
"Imperial Commander Wang, don't worry, take care of it."
Zhang Fan smiled, then opened the drawer under the cabinet, reached in and groped for a while.
When he pulled his arm out, there was already an extra picture scroll in his hand.
"Tsk...... Good words, the masterpiece of the great writers of the Tang Dynasty. ”
Zhang Fan naturally opened the scroll and admired it: "This calligraphy and painting can top your ten family heirlooms, right?" ”
Zhao Kai also recognized the painting at a glance, looked at Wang Zhengang and said, "Brother Gang, this painting has a record, and I lost it last month." ”
"Hmm." Wang Zhengang nodded, squinted his eyes and said, "How to explain?" ”
The fat man suddenly panicked, but he was afraid that he would be guilty of theft, and after hesitating for a moment, he licked his face and said:
"The Captain...... I bought this character with a lot of money, I have loved calligraphy and painting since I was a child, and I bought it to copy, as for you to say that it was lost...... Then I don't know, maybe it's a fake. ”
"I bought it, it's amazing, I can buy calligraphy and paintings of this level, and I deserve to be a big family!"
Zhang Fan saw through it, smiled slightly, slowly walked to a wooden cabinet in the corner of the kitchen, stood on tiptoe and reached out to grab two handfuls.
Turning around, Zhang Fan had an extra stick-like item wrapped in yellow cloth in his hand.
Zhang Fan untied the yellow cloth and teased: "This embroidered spring knife is finely forged, I'm afraid it is more valuable than your calligraphy and painting, and it costs blood, right?" Could it be that you are both civil and military? ”
Zhao Kai: "Brother Gang, this knife is also on the record...... last month. ”
Wang Zhengang: "Explain and explain? ”
"Damn...... How can this dog Taoist priest find a quasi! ”
The fat man cursed secretly in his heart, and hurriedly defended: "Imperial Chief, I really don't hide it...... This heirloom of my family is a pair, I used another one and my friend to exchange this embroidered spring knife, mainly my friend also likes to collect, so I don't care about the value. ”
"Hey, you're a resentful friend." Zhang Fan still didn't break it, but waved his hand at Zhao Kai: "Brother, come and take a hand and lift this cabinet aside." ”
As he spoke, Zhang Fan leaned against the wall, and although Zhao Kai was a little puzzled, he still walked up, and the two of them worked together to lift the cabinet aside.
Behind this cabinet, there is actually a sliding door.
'Click~' Zhang Fan didn't say a word and directly opened the door.
What catches your eye is one precious cultural relic after another.
"Don't tell me, these are your family heirlooms." Zhang Fan turned around and smiled.
Zhao Kai only glanced at it a few times, then recognized several pieces, and frowned: "Brother Gang, many of them have been recorded, and I suspect that these cultural relics were stolen by him." ”
"So many treasures, brother, you are a gang crime, right?" Zhang Fan analyzed seriously.
"What else do you have to say now?" Wang Zhengang said in a deep voice.
"I ......"
The fat man was speechless for a moment, and at the moment when Zhang Fan lifted the cabinet just now, he was stupid.
Is this little Taoist priest really coming to my house for the first time?
I didn't even search for it, so I just found out the things.
The key is that how did he know about the secret door behind my cabinet?
This dog must have come to my house to steal it once!
With ironclad evidence in front of him, the fat man knew that he had no way to escape, so he honestly told the truth of the matter......
The fat man's name is Wu Daqiang, he went in for stealing things when he was young, and after he was released from prison, he did not repent, but he intensified his efforts and found a few friends to steal things.
At first, they were still petty thieves, but once they learned by chance that there was an antique market on North Street, and there were many antique lovers nearby, so their gang set their sights on this place.
Wu Daqiang is only responsible for safekeeping, and other members of the group are responsible for theft and sales.
After telling the whole story, Wu Daqiang's whole person instantly collapsed to the ground.
Although he is only responsible for safekeeping, as the leader of the gang and the mastermind, the sentence must be the heaviest.
With so many stolen goods, I am afraid that I can only spend the rest of my life in prison.
After learning what happened, Wang Zhengang arranged for Yu'an to launch an arrest operation on the spot.
Seeing that things were arranged, Zhang Fan said: "Imperial Commander Wang, I found the vase for you, and now you believe that Cui Hao is a tomb robber, right?" ”
Wang Zhengang did not answer Zhang Fan's question directly, but looked at Zhao Kai and ordered: "You take him back for trial first, and Zhang Fan and I will go to the 58th to have a look." ”
"Okay!"
Zhao Kai nodded and led Wu Dazhuang out of the small courtyard.
After the two left, Zhang Fan said lightly: "Imperial Chief Wang, you don't really think that Cui Hao's family lives at No. 58 North Street, right?" ”
"What do you mean? You say he's lying to me? Wang Zhengang frowned and wondered.
"Cunning Rabbit Three Caves, which tomb robber did you see with only one nest?" Zhang Fan affirmed: "If I'm not mistaken, this guy is sleeping next door now." ”
"Next door...... Walk! Wang Zhengang looked suspicious, hesitated for a few seconds, and chose to believe Zhang Fan.
……
"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”
came to the gate next door, Zhang Fan slapped the door without saying a word.
"It's coming, it's coming! Don't rush! ”
An impatient man's voice rang out in the courtyard.
'Crunch~'
A few minutes later, the door opened, revealing a shirtless Scarface.
With a face full of arrogance, he immediately withered after seeing Wang Zhengang, and asked in a low voice: "Imperial Chief, what's the matter?" ”
It's just that Wang Zhengang's face is not much better, he looked at Zhang Fan with a dark face, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say that Cui Hao was sleeping inside?" ”
"Ah, this ......" Zhang Fan scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "I seem to have miscalculated." ”
"Why did I believe your nonsense!" Wang Zhengang glanced at Zhang Fan, forcibly squeezed out a smile, looked at Scarface and said, "Sorry, I found the wrong door." ”
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fan said lightly: "Imperial Commander Wang, I mean...... This is another criminal gang that specializes in tomb robbing. ”