That night, in the interrogation room of the police station in Annan Town, Sanjiang City.

Two police officers are conducting a surprise interrogation of the newly arrested tomb robbers.

"Officer, I really just dug up some soil, and the things in the trunk were all randomly bought by me at a roadside stall, and I really don't know what they are."

"Really? So why don't you take a look at this first? ”

Police officer A took out a black-and-white photo, which was the bronze that Zhang Yang had identified.

On the right side of the picture, the message "Southern Song Dynasty, Qing Bronze Ning" is written in black marker.

"You can buy cultural relics from the Southern Song Dynasty at roadside stalls, hehe, tell me, which road is it? We'll check it out right away. ”

In the face of the police's question, the female tomb robber had already thought of a statement on the way to come, and she replied unhurriedly: "I don't remember exactly." ”

Of course, police officer A was not satisfied with this explanation, and asked:

"Don't remember anything?"

"I want to think about it." The woman showed a look of reminiscence: "I remember, it was a dirt road in the countryside, it was very desolate, and there was not even a telephone pole or anything around it. The first time I saw the old man setting up the stall, I thought it was a ghost in broad daylight......"

Listening to the words of the female tomb robber, the two interrogating policemen exchanged a wave of eyes with each other, and they both understood in their hearts that this woman wanted to resist the pressure first.

This is a common occurrence in the interrogation room, especially since the other party is a grave robber.

They had heard of a tomb robber who was pulled out of the robbery hole by the police on the spot, and after being caught, he was still quibbling, saying that he was accidentally walking and fell into the dirt hole, and thanked the police for saving him.

Not to mention the grave robbers caught by a third party now, it's not normal if you don't have a hard mouth.

The two of them are very happy now, glad that after arriving at the scene of the crime just now, they asked clearly about the origin of Master Zhang, who called the police, and invited someone back to do a small favor.

"Then look at this clay pot." Police officer B took out another photo and asked, "Did you buy this from a roadside stall?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, not only this, but also several clay pots, all bought together." The woman took the initiative to explain, wanting to block the stubble on the other side.

"That's right...... Did you buy anything else at the stall? ”

"Nope."

"Really? No, based on what we've got, you're more than that. Think about what else is being hidden? Police officer A reminded in an unkind tone.

"Really, really without ......"

"I advise you to think about it again!" Police officer B raised his voice and said: "Now take the initiative to confess, and there is also a plot to surrender, I advise you not to be obsessed!" ”

This time, probably because the tone of the police was a bit harsh, the female tomb robber did not shake her head in a hurry.

Since the interrogation just now, her eyes have actually been on the hands of the two policemen.

Now, seeing that the police officer armor folded his hands together and calmly placed them on the table, without the intention of coming up with new evidence, she thought to herself:

"Do you have any evidence for these two? There should be none, and there are no other funeral items in the trunk.

What you said just now must have deceived me.

Can I make it so easy for you to cheat? ”

Thinking about this question, the woman raised her head slightly and said with great certainty:

"I'm sure I bought these things at that stall."

"Well, actually, I know you won't admit it."

Police officer B was not surprised by such a situation at all, but just followed the procedure, and he had to ask about such an incident.

Tomb robbery is not a serious crime, and it is still necessary to give a chance to repent.

He bent down, picked up a blue file bag from the foot of his chair, and slowly opened it in front of the woman.

"Cut, pretend." The woman was very disdainful in her heart.

Soon, the police showed the evidence in the bag.

It was a pendant on a woman's car, with a red knot on the top and a jade ornament tied underneath.

The first time she saw something, the female tomb robber's heart jumped.

Broken, forgot there was this thing.

This is a gift from her master when she left school, and she has been kept in the car as a mascot.

"You know this, right?" Police officer A asked.

"The ornament on my car. What's wrong, what's the problem? ”

"It's a bit of a problem." A hint of an intriguing smile appeared on the face of policeman B: "I have investigated so many cases, and it is the first time I have seen a cow-shaped pendant on the car." ”

"I'm a cow, am I not allowed?" The woman said hard-mouthed.

"Hahaha, I didn't say I wouldn't allow it, but ......"

The police remembered what Zhang Yang had told him on the way back, and asked with great interest:

"Did you take the burial objects of the Western Zhou nobles with the permission of the tomb owner?"

"Western Zhou?" The woman's jaw almost dropped in shock, thinking of her master's picking-and-searching appearance, she shook her head in disbelief: "Impossible, absolutely impossible." ”

"Why do you say it's from the Western Zhou?"

"Okay, don't quibble, this jade cow statue, after expert identification, belongs to the early Western Zhou Dynasty cultural relics, and it is definitely unearthed from the tomb."

"I advise you to give up your illusions and honestly explain the origin of this jade cow and the previous things!"

"Expert?" The woman questioned suspiciously: "You only arrested me at night, where did you go to invite the expert?" ”

She suspected that the two police officers were inducing confessions, but she had no evidence.

"It's not for you to worry about. You better recall the origin of this jade cow first! ”

The police looked at the blank paper left in the document bag, on which it was written that Zhang Yang gave the appraisal results.

Thinking of the identity of this Master Zhang, they were full of confidence.

This time, you won't catch the wrong grave robber like you did before!

……

On the way back to the hotel, Mao Qiqi endured it for a long time, but he couldn't help but ask Zhang Yang:

"Big brother, why do you still help them when you know that they are the policemen who mistakenly arrested us yesterday?"

"Aren't we a team?"

Zhang Yang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, heard this question and did not reply directly.

Mao Qiqi's original eldest brother is in prison at this time, and he was sent in with the help of his younger brother, Zhang Yang didn't dare to respond to this title.

He chose to throw the question to Cheng Zongwen.

"Second Master Cheng, what do you think?"

Cheng Zongwen smiled and patted Mao Seventeen's shoulder and comforted:

"These are two different things, the two of us have worked hard for several days, and it is reasonable to let that woman be hammered."

"Besides, you don't think that yesterday's incident, the two strips that brought us back, will end up with nothing at all, right?"

"That's it." Boss Lan on the side came out to help: "That woman actually suspects that we are perverts, and based on this alone, we should send her in." ”

"I agree." Lao Lin echoed: "I said that I was a fellow countryman, and she was still hiding, and there was nothing to be done." ”

Listening to the reasons of everyone in the car, Zhang Yang finally understood what it meant to "have a ghost child".

Fortunately, everyone, including the two former tomb robbers, has a simple view of justice, and their opinions are basically the same on issues of principle, and they all feel that the female tomb robber is unreasonable.

Grave robbers should be sent in.

However, this only "consistency" quickly diverged on the way to Lin'an a few days later.

The reason was that Chu Ziqiang sent a message.

He told Zhang Yang that the cultural relics of the ancient Elamite civilization had arrived, asked if he wanted to buy two, and sent a picture intimately.

The photo shows several bronzes of different shapes, although it is a mobile phone photo, and the pixel is a little low for identification, but most of the people present can see that these are all excavated things.

The smell of patina is so right.

Zhang Yang introduced to everyone, these are the prehistoric civilizations of the Iranian plateau, the treasures left in the Bronze Age.

Due to the "Asian Cultural Heritage Protection Operation" between China and Iran, the customs inspection is relatively strict, so it is obvious that these ancient Elamite cultural relics that can still be sold on the antique black market are illegal.

In this regard, Lin and Lan's first reaction was to call the police.

Dealers of antiquities and tomb robbers from any country should be arrested and brought to justice.

But Cheng and Mao felt that we couldn't control the affairs of other countries at all.

At most, I don't buy it myself, that's it, or for the sake of international friends.

If they were to replace them with stolen artifacts from some national museums, they would have to buy them up.

Zhang Yang and the two groups of people have different opinions, and he plans to unite with the local police in Lin'an to buy a wave of zero yuan, and finally send the things back.

What is the Liangzhu Forum used for, it is to build a bridge of cultural communication with friends on the Silk Road.

At this time, send a batch of precious cultural relics back and directly book the front page headlines for three days.

For Zhang Yang's thoughts, everyone else's evaluation is surprisingly consistent:

"I really can't imagine that Director Zhang (Master Zhang) (Brother Yang) is such a person......"

"Please take me with you."

As a result, although everyone's opinions are different, their behaviors are very consistent, and they all need to see it.

……

Two days later, Lin'an.

Zhang Yang didn't expect that the place of the transaction would be in a local antique market.

Could it be that the appearance of the Persians can still be disguised among the Chinese?

It wasn't until a group of them and the seller connected and entered the warehouse where the inventory was in place that Zhang Yang understood the reason why the other party had arranged the location here.

This group of people is really black, and they want to mix the real and the fake together.

Among them, those fakes should have been prepared in advance by a Central Asian who opened an antique shop in Lin'an.

It is estimated that these things can't be sold in Lin'an at all, so I want to take advantage of this opportunity to sell real things and slaughter a wave of them.

Zhang Yang They came a little late, and the bronze scepter that Xiao Chu took pictures before had already been bought, indicating that the business here was still good.

"Choose your favorite treasure, and come to me to settle the bill."

"Only foreign currencies and virtual currencies are accepted at checkout, and your RMB is not supported."

"If you're sure it's okay, you'll be able to go in."

Two Central Asians guarding the warehouse, speaking not so fluent Chinese, pushed over a small cart at the same time.

Behind them, there is an old warehouse where the antique market used to send and receive couriers, with a large space and neatly arranged rows of shelves, like a supermarket.

"Is a small cart enough?" Zhang Yang took the initiative to ask Boss Lan: "It's all here, do you want to consume a wave?" ”

"I don't understand the cultural relics of Central Asia." Boss Lan shook his head, although he was stupid and had a lot of money, but when he saw so many cultural relics on the shelves, he subconsciously felt that there was a problem.

Even if you go back to 3,000 years ago, it would be very difficult to put so many precious treasures in one room at once.

"I don't understand, everyone just wants to have fun."

"Besides, I see that most of the products on this shelf are genuine, you just look at the price and buy them."

Zhang Yang deliberately said the opposite.

Although the ultimate goal was to buy it for zero yuan, he had to collect the evidence first.

The sellers present must know which ones are real and which ones are fake, and if Zhang Yang keeps taking the real thing, it will inevitably arouse their suspicions, but what if he also has a partner who specializes in buying fakes?

Boss Lan is the chosen accomplice.

"yes, it's coming."

"If you buy a fake, we pay 10 for the fake."

"If you are not satisfied with the purchase, you can return it within three days without any reason."

The two Central Asians who watched the warehouse skillfully persuaded Boss Lan in an authentic Chinese way.

The latter pushed the cart and walked in first.

Zhang Yangmu watched him take it down and face the handicrafts on the first shelf, which had been confirmed to be 100% fake, and he also had a bottom in his heart.

With such a big man in front of him to attract firepower, who would care about him?

The first target: a bronze statue of the ancient Elamite civilization.

Different from the traditional concept of bronze, the bronze statue found by Zhang Yang from the ninth century BC (equivalent to the Western Zhou Dynasty) is carved with a very abstract female figure:

The body is flat, the head is oversized, and the eyes are two holes;

The hair on the top of the head is twisted into twisted flowers, and the two slender ears are like antennas;

His arms were bent and raised, and those who didn't know thought they were surrendering.

At first glance, it will make people feel that this is something left behind by an alien civilization on the blue star.

But this is a representative artifact of the ancient Elamite civilization.

As the source of the Persian Empire, it is mysterious and unusual because of the cultural discontinuity.

The genuine product that Zhang Yang found was priced at 1,800 euros, which is a market conscience price for a bronze statue the size of a mobile phone.

$0 purchase quantity +1.

Next to this bronze female statue, there are also a considerable number of bronze statues and terracotta figurines with similar shapes.

Without exception, all of them have bent arms, which is in line with the characteristics of the statues of the Elamite civilization.

But alas, it is all modern crafts, and the means of doing it are very clumsy, and the counterfeiting of bronzes is even worse than horse pee.

It's reasonable to think about it, if the Chinese bronzes are imitated well, they can be sold for tens of thousands of euros, who will make one or two thousand euros of high imitations!

It was only after walking out of the statue area that Zhang Yang found the second treasure that made his eyes shine.

"Name: Ceramic sake jug"

"Production time: 1279"

"Details: This is a ceramic product from the middle and late Ilkhanate under Mongol rule, with strong characteristics of Chinese ceramics."

The name of the Ilkhanate has been heard by Zhang Yang.

It was a khanate established by Kublai Khan's third brother after the third western expedition of the Mongol iron cavalry.

This sky-blue flask does have a nomadic aesthetic.

The opening piece at the neck of the pot even has the beauty of traditional Chinese porcelain.

Zhang Yang took the wine jug in his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, so he specially found a box from the side to put the wine jug up.

This kind of cultural relics that have witnessed the development of the Silk Road, when they are returned to friendly countries, can be a good treasure for the cover.

(End of chapter)