In the morning light, Qian Bao seemed to be fused with the huge courtyard, scattered with stone sculptures of different sizes and shapes with a total price of more than one million, and his breathing was not very obvious.

He Zi'an and Qian Bao looked at each other, and their dark pupils did not fluctuate.

Zhang Heng, who was standing between the two, as the best graduate of the Police University in recent years, could easily see that they were confronting, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

During this period of time, from the misunderstanding to being instructed to find tomb robbers in No. 1 Middle School, and recently going to Lekai Bathing City and Hongchang Hotel to arrest traffickers, Zhang Heng's impression of He Zi'an is getting better and better, and there is no need to ask which side he is standing on in his heart, but he is wearing a police uniform, serving the people, and he can't have relatives.

Well?

Zhang Heng suddenly remembered that he was not here to stand in line today, and the solution was there, so he frowned and said soothingly: "Comrade He Zi'an, you fought with human traffickers yesterday and saved four dolls, one of which is Mr. Qian's youngest son. ”

"Mr. He Zi'an, thank you and Officer Zhang, otherwise I will never see my son again."

Qian Bao's face instantly turned kind, and his tone was sincere with a hint of fear.

In fact, the silence between the two sides is only a few seconds, if it is not for the sharpness of thinking, I am afraid that I will not be able to see the problem.

Chen Xiaohong, the niece behind Qian Bao, didn't notice anything wrong from beginning to end, and also opened her mouth to express her gratitude.

He Zi'an said with a smile: "Mr. Qian is polite, the traffickers deserve to die." I don't think any normal person would sit idly by. ”

"That's it." Qian Bao nodded in agreement, and then invited the two to the house for tea.

Like most ancient buildings in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the house is divided into three spaces by columns on both sides, and the furnishings are a little different.

On the far left, there are rows of diagonal wooden frame squares, in which porcelain and jade ornaments are placed, and on the right side are also grids, but all are metal utensils, and in the middle are shelves with calligraphy and paintings.

The table is two meters long, the width is irregular, the material is mahogany, all of which have been brushed with tung oil, and the five Taishi chairs on both sides are also made of mahogany.

Tsk, ho.

He Zi'an estimated that not counting the main body of the building, just the calligraphy and painting and other objects are worth at least ten times more than the pile of northern stone carving technology outside, and if it is converted into the purchasing power after 30 years, there are no tens of billions of assets that are not eligible to own.

Well? Is this thing in Qian Bao's hands now?

He exclaimed secretly, and on the left side of his gaze, in the outermost lattice on the third floor of the second row of wooden shelves, there was a restored jade artifact.

The jade is a geometric 'human' shape, abstract hands, holding a round piece of jade over the head, known as 'Ren Dingri' in the industry, the original source is no longer exquisite, for the Republic of China period in Jiangdong a small warlord, to the nine aunts of the gift.

The object was later deceived by an outcast of the Zhuge family, and it was taken to the pawn shop for ten oceans, and then sold to the antique shop by the pawn shop for eight hundred yuan, and it flowed through the hands of many people with the turbulence of the times.

Maybe it's a curse, and the object will be stolen in the future.

In the previous life, 08 years He Zi'an received it by chance, and after Qian Bao got the news, he relayed the meaning of the purchase through the channel.

Then after several games between the two sides, they said that the price would remain the same, but in fact, it was on the basis of three million, plus a store in the capital Panjiayuan.

Later, when regarding the refinement of the level of appraisers in the circle, Qian Bao and He Zi'an contradicted each other, just to take revenge for the matter of 'people topping the day', but they were distorted by the outside world and thought that the two giants were incompatible, so they worked in the circle for this reason.

"Do you want to inform, or wait until the time and give a discounted price?" He Zi'an squinted his eyes and thought secretly.

"You two may be seated." Qian Bao warmly invited.

As the host, he sat on the right side of the two Taishi chairs opposite, and his niece Chen Xiaohong sat down to wash the tea set on the left-hand side.

"Look at my memory."

Qian Bao looked ashamed and introduced himself.

I didn't go into much detail, but I just clicked on an antique shop in the capital.

Zhang Heng, as a policeman, has the son of Qian Bao among the traffickers caught by himself, so a lot of money protects personal information, and he regrets it a little at the moment.

However, as a competitor in his previous life, He Zi'an dug up all the information about the eight generations of Qian Bao's ancestors, so he didn't care about it here, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Qian is good." ”

Qian Bao was stunned, is he really a newcomer? I deliberately tried it, but I didn't react.

At this time, Chen Xiaohong handed a cup of hot tea to all three of them.

"It's not a good tea, don't blame the two of you." Qian Bao put aside the others for the time being, and invited He Zi'an and the two to have tea.

After a cup of tea, Qian Bao mentioned that his son had been taken away by traffickers.

Anyone can hear the feelings of a father for his son.

Zhang Heng's eyes were red.

He Zi'an didn't react, not because he couldn't empathize with him because he had never been a father in his previous life, but remembered that among the snot babies he saved yesterday, the one who hugged his left leg and cried the most, a familiar and annoying feeling came from it.

That kid is Qian Bao's youngest son, Qian Fu'an, the most loser in the future Jingzhong son's circle.

I knew... No, Qian Fuan, who is at least five years old, has never done those things, so he can't convict people and not save them because of this.

He secretly analyzed.

At the same time, Qian Bao was also thinking about He Zi'an, who was so cold-blooded, and he didn't react to what he said so emotionally.

"Mr. Qian doesn't need to be too sad, just pay more attention in the future." Zhang Heng said.

Qian Bao nodded, then looked at He Zi'an and said, "Mr. He, can you provide me with the appearance characteristics of the trafficker who escaped." ”

"There are four traffickers in total." Zhang Heng explained.

At that time, he went to the Hongchang Hotel twice, and in order to reduce the scope and gain time, he adopted the method of dividing the troops.

After that, Zhang Heng went to check the upper room, and He Zi'an went down to the top floor.

The traffickers were on the fourth floor, and Zhang Heng relied on his hearing to hear the cries of the snot babies, so he used the walkie-talkie to inform He Zi'an, knocked on the door with the tone of a waiter, and went in.

When He Zi'an came over, he noticed that someone was leaving the next room, thinking it was an ordinary guest, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

"I didn't expect it to be a human trafficker."

"Well, please Mr. He think about it carefully, what characteristics does that person have." Qian Bao said.

He Zi'an lowered his head and thought when he heard this.

If you do antiques, there is no one with a bad memory, unless it is intentional, so he is not thinking about the characteristics of the trafficker, but why is Qian Bao in such a hurry?

It stands to reason that when the police come out of the mouths of other traffickers, no, unless...

"Try to think about it, those three traffickers suddenly fell into a coma last night and were sent to the intensive care unit, and they haven't come out yet." Zhang Heng leaned in and whispered.

He Zi'an squinted his eyes and said, "You didn't say anything along the way." ”

"The impact of the case is large, and the organizational regulations cannot be disclosed at will." Zhang Heng explained.

"Then why do you say it now?" He Zi'an asked.