To the east, there is a thousand ways of glowing.

On the county road from East Lake to Quanxiu Town, He Zi'an pedaled the tricycle slowly, and there was a little guess in his heart that the person who gave advice to Zeng Aixian yesterday was very likely to be Wang Dashan.

The reason is that Li Hui returned to work in the supply and marketing cooperative, and Zeng Aixian has been accompanying her, and Wang Dashan must have seen it.

The problem now is that since he came out of prison for half a year, he has been decadent, and it stands to reason that as the winner, Wang Dashan, who has secured the position of director, does not need to pay attention to himself, but why is he constantly making things behind his back?

"Self-sufficient." Just then, someone shouted from behind.

He Zi'an looked back, and then immediately gave up pedaling the tricycle with his feet and switched to an electric motor to increase the speed.

"Stop!"

Behind, Zhang Heng, who was riding a Phoenix bicycle at the police station, saw this and slammed the pedal and chased wildly.

The electric motor is only labor-saving, not causing a qualitative change in the tricycle, and Zhang Heng is still so desperate.

Within a kilometer, He Zi'an was stopped.

He pulled the brakes and pointed to the road under his feet: "This belongs to Quanxiu Town, not your jurisdiction." ”

Zhang Heng easily straddled the bicycle with a horizontal bar with only his long legs, reached out and took off his hat and threw it in the basket in front of him, panting and saying: "What are you running, have you broken the law?" ”

"Nope."

"That's still running."

"Because it's not good to see you." He Zi'an said with a serious face.

Zhang Heng is not his subordinate Fatda, he can't tell the truth, but the reason is also a bit funny.

But when you think about it, it's pretty much true.

In less than half a month, the two met a total of four times, He Zi'an was either misunderstood, or he spent his own money to help catch the criminal, and he really didn't get any benefits.

Regarding this, Zhang Heng also knew in his heart that he deliberately did not answer the question at the moment, and exhaled a big sigh: "Someone wants to see you." ”

"Is it the director, the deputy mayor or the ......"

"You'll know when the time comes." Zhang Heng said.

He Zi'an was very vigilant: "It looks like a private matter, you still wear a police uniform for private use in your public car, aren't you afraid of organizing an investigation?" ”

Zhang Heng explained: "I went to your house first, and I couldn't find anyone so I had to give up, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Sure enough, he graduated from the police academy, and he doesn't leak a drop in his speech." He Zi'an strange airway.

"Let's go." Zhang Heng turned the head of the car.

In line with the principle of not being too close to the 'old cat', He Zi'an didn't care about good or bad things, and took the opportunity to go in a different direction, that is, to turn around.

"I knew it!"

As soon as he turned around, Zhang Heng's voice sounded behind him, so he pretended: "Aren't you going back to East Lake?" ”

"Go to Quanxiu."

"Don't make it clear." He Zi'an turned around again.

Zhang Heng didn't say anything, leading the way in front, chatting about yesterday's case.

Of course, there are excerpts, and the key information is not said, mainly reflecting the role of He Zi'an.

He Zi'an coped with it in his mouth, secretly planning to find an opportunity to run away.

However, he was faced with the Police University, and the best graduates of recent generations had walked several kilometers without a chance.

……

This is an ancient building.

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, Minhai was the same city of the prefecture and county, this area was a radius of several miles, all of them were the residences of the dignitaries, after a hundred years of turmoil, the area was reduced by ninety.

But even so, you can still get a glimpse of the prosperity of the year.

Zhang Heng took He Zi'an to a stop on the right side of a courtyard gate.

The courtyard is the same as the ancient big house, there is a pair of pixiu in front of the door, and after three steps of steps, there are two thick wooden doors, which are tightly closed.

On the door hangs a plaque with a gilded black background of 'Zhangfu'.

"Which Zhangfu?"

He Zi'an sat on the tricycle and squinted, searching for memories.

Knock knock.

Zhang Heng put on a police hat and went over to knock on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

A young woman in a white dress with beautiful black hair walked out: "Hello Officer Zhang, uncle has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Zhang Heng nodded in response, then turned his head and shouted to He Zi'an: "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and come here. ”

I haven't dealt with this Zhangfu before! He Zi'an muttered and got out of the car, grabbed the sack of the rear bucket of the rear car, and walked up the steps.

The young woman looked him up and down, said nothing, and turned sideways to welcome them in.

Behind the door is a pair of dragons playing with pearls on the wall, looking at some years, the moss traces on the stone are obvious.

"Look at the traces are migrated, the whole is the middle and late Qing Dynasty, although the material is ordinary granite, but because it comes from the hands of Xu Li'an, a craftsman of the northern school of carving, plus an area of about two square meters, it can be worth 50,000 yuan.

He Zi'an followed Zhang Heng's steps, swept his eyes to the wall, and commented in his heart.

50,000 yuan is the price code for 90 years, and after the millennium, the price has risen more fiercely than the house price.

In short, no matter now or in the future, the general local tyrants can't afford it, so you can imagine how strong the energy of the owner of this courtyard is.

He Zi'an sighed.

In this timeline, the Minhai antique market is relatively scattered, the ancient street in the county has not been rebuilt, and the big local tyrants have not yet gathered.

The woman led them around the right side of the wall and into the front yard.

There is nothing to say about the layout of the courtyard, that is, the decoration of the courtyard, whether it is figures, bonsai or others, all of them are in the tough style of the northern school, from the hands of various great craftsmen in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

All the objects are worth more than one million.

"Collect your saliva." Zhang Heng turned his head and reminded in a whisper.

He Zi'an shook his head, rolled his eyes and said, "Am I sick?" Make up your mind in front of the police. ”

"I heard that you all like to pick up leaks, or big leaks." Zhang Heng meant something.

He Zi'an wanted to complain, and the layman should not be blind to listen to the wind, and a person came out of the hall of the main house opposite.

This is a man with a soft face in a Tang costume.

"No wonder you dare to throw millions of dollars into the yard." He Zi'an was secretly surprised.

The man is a big man in the Beijing circle, one of the future founders of Minhai antiques, Qian Bao. No wonder this Zhang Mansion is so magnificent, and behind it is the Qian family.

Before he was reborn, the other party was just in his early seventies, and he had already become the top in the industry, not only collecting antique calligraphy and paintings worth more than 10 billion, but also one of the industry standard setters.

I'm in my early forties now.

At this time, Zhang Heng saluted Qian Bao: "Good morning, Mr. Qian, there are some things that still need your cooperation in the investigation, I hope it didn't disturb you." ”

"Officer Zhang said with a smile, please come in quickly." Qian Bao walked down the stairs quickly.

Zhang Heng put down his hand, pointed sideways at He Zi'an and said, "This is Comrade He Zi'an whom Mr. Qian named to see." ”

When Qian Bao heard this, he stopped and his face tightened.

Well, what are you going to do, could it be that yesterday the fun house received the gilded Buddha statue of Muxiang, and the old lady immediately reported it to the headquarters?

He Zixin tightened.

It doesn't matter in the previous life, but the difference in strength between the two sides here is too big, if the other party takes the opportunity to live, he has no power to resist, unless he gives up his future benefits... No, it's also a competitor, and if it gets out, wouldn't it be ......

"Don't be stunned." Zhang Heng reminded in a low voice.

He Zi'an first held down the complicated thoughts, looked at Qian Bao and said, "Something?" ”