The four bodyguards performed their own duties, and they were all arranged to go out, as for what method they would take to carry out the investigation, there was no need to ask, Luo Chong believed in their ability.

They are all special elites among professional mercenaries, and this is difficult for them.

In this way, Luo Chong has nothing to do, if he doesn't want to stay stupid in the hotel, he can go out and wander around by himself.

However, before he walked out of the hotel, he received a call from Li Maosen.

"Brother Luo, I have already obtained Feng Zhenyu's three million, and I can send someone to send it to you now. ”

On the phone, Li Maosen's tone was a little cautious: "But I'm still a little worried, can you appease your friend's anger with just three million?" Otherwise, I'll add another two million personally, and it's better to make up five million, isn't it?"

Hearing him say this, Luo Chong also understood that he must have found someone to investigate the license plate number of the Audi car, and he also knew who the owner of the car was.

Just imagine, if the fourth son of the Song family was annoyed by this incident, he, Li Maosen, would not want to mix in the capital from now on.

This is not a joke, it is too easy for Song Muyi to clean up a businessman with an underworld background like him.

You're not the boss of the underworld, just find a reason to get caught in the trial and spend the rest of your life in prison.

Of course, Li Maosen knew that this was powerful, but this mistake had already been made, so he could only try to make up for it before Mu Sigongzi was angry, not to mention two million, no matter how much money he had, he was willing to pay it out.

Luo Chong understood his thoughts, so he said gently: "Brother Sen, since we are already friends, it is impossible for me to let you suffer losses because of this matter. It doesn't matter, you take that car to the garage, and I'll explain to that friend that I crashed it while racing myself, and it's already in the garage. Don't worry, he won't care if he says that. ”

"Okay, good, Brother Luo is too righteous, this favor, I Li Maosen remember"

Li Maosen was overjoyed, such an explanation is undoubtedly the most appropriate, accidentally crashed into a car, the master must have laughed and passed, and he would not ask more.

Luo Chong replied: "Brother Sen, you don't have to be polite, after a long time, you will know that the word friend is not just talking about it here." Anyway, you can pit anyone, I won't pit friends, this is my principle of being a man. ”

"Well, well, it's my luck to be able to make friends like you. ”

Li Maosen smiled heartily, and finally put down a big stone hanging in his heart, and then he asked, "Brother, I will send you the check?"

"You can send someone to send it over, I have something to do in an hour, let him come over as soon as possible." ”

Luo Chong replied: "Brother Sen, don't run errands in person, when I'm done with the few things at hand, let's sit down and have a good chat." ”

"Row"

Li Maosen replied happily: "I'll send someone to send it to you." ”

The traffic jam in the capital was serious, and Li Maosen didn't want Luo Chong to wait in the hotel for a long time, so he asked a few of his younger brothers to ride a few motorcycles to deliver money. Therefore, the check for three million was also taken by Luo Chong forty minutes later.

After the young men who delivered the money left, Luo Chong walked out of the hotel, found a random bank, and transferred the money to his bank account.

This account is the safe account provided by the No. 8 Galaxy Pier on the Huahai side, Feng Zhenyu will never find out his real name through the method of bank audit.

Although the money is justified, even if he knows his true identity, it doesn't matter at all, Luo Chong is still willing to maintain a mysterious color, which feels more fun.

Then, Luo Chong began to wander around the streets of the capital alone, at one moment, with a cigarette in his mouth, and the next moment, with ice cream in his hand, anyway, his mouth has not been idle, but it really reflects the age of eighteen.

It's really interesting to look at all kinds of passers-by on the street, and all kinds of trivial things going on, like this, without stress, and even leisurely wandering, and occasionally doing it.

Walking and walking, Luo Chong's heart moved: "Panjiayuan antique market is here."

Only then did I know that the most popular and famous antique goods market in the country is so close to the New Century Hotel where I stayed.

Luo Chong once heard of the 'ghost market' of Panjiayuan antique market, which is a scene with a great sense of rivers and lakes.

"Ghost market" refers to a kind of temporary market that specializes in selling antiques at three or four o'clock in the morning, and the "ghost market" can be traced back to the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China. At that time, the fortunes of the country were in decline, and many dignitaries and dignitaries were in the middle of the road, so they took the antiques at home and sold them on the street.

However, after all, this is a loss of identity, and you can only choose to trade with lanterns at three or four o'clock in the morning, so that the buyer will not be able to see the seller's face clearly.

Think about it, the lantern in your hand is already very dark, and if you shine from the bottom up, your face will look as terrifying as a grimace. Hence the name of the ghost market, which continues to this day.

However, the current ghost market is only a form, and the seller starts to set up a stall at four o'clock in the morning, and will not close the stall after dawn, and still do business to make money.

Since you have come here, let's go in and have a look, Luo Chong didn't think that he could find any valuable treasures, after all, he was a pure layman in this area and didn't understand anything at all.

Wandering around is just to see the excitement. Of course, if you encounter a gadget that fits your eyes, you can also buy it, and you don't have to worry about buying a loss, or buy it to make a profit.

The whole market area is very large, not to mention 70,000 square meters, except for some fixed stalls, many vacant spaces are occupied by temporary stall owners.

It's very simple, a large cloth is spread on the ground, things are put on it, and the stall owner sits on a small bench or a small horse, and then you can do business.

Jewelry and jade, antique furniture, four treasures of the study, ancient books and paintings, old books and periodicals, ceramics, Chinese and foreign coins, bamboo, wood and ivory carvings, shadow puppet masks, Buddhist tokens, national costumes, costumes, relics of the Cultural Revolution......

There are all kinds of sales, and it's really quite lively.

Luo Chong turned around for more than forty minutes, but he watched it with relish, and spent more than 1,000 yuan during this period to buy a few small items and put them in a handbag and carry them in his hand. These things, not good or bad, but they have a better feeling for what they look like, and they are also very good decorations when they move to a new home.

As he walked, he suddenly heard Bubbles shouting, "Little master, look at that statue"

"Which one?"

Luo Chong glanced around, and without her need to say more, his eyes naturally fell on a black-brown woodcut statue in a stall.

It is actually a statue of a demon, about fifty centimeters high, with fierce eyes, a wide mouth, fangs, pointed ears, a pair of demonic horns on the top of the head, a fork in the right hand, and a five-finger wide open devouring shape in the left hand.

Luo Chong squatted down, stared at the statue, and asked, "Boss, what kind of statue is this?"

The stall owner is a dark and thin middle-aged man, with a gloomy face, not very happy, and the feeling of being in debt.

"Rakshasa ghosts. ”

He glanced at Luo Chong and felt that Luo Chong was too young and didn't look like a real buyer, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Rakshasa ghost?" Luo Chong deliberately exclaimed: "It's not very lucky to buy this thing home." ”

The stall owner had a gloomy face and didn't say anything, but he muttered in his heart: nonsense, if it were a mascot, it would have been sold at a high price with this old object from a hundred years ago

"How much?" Luo Chong asked again.

"Don't you think it's unlucky, and ask about the price?" replied the stall owner slowly.

Luo Chong said casually: "I definitely don't like it, but an uncle of mine prefers to collect this kind of thing, and if the price is right, I will bring it back to him." ”

Luo Chong said this, but Bubbles was in a hurry: "Don't bargain, buy it directly, don't be robbed"

"What are you afraid of, who would buy such a thing. ”

Luo Chong replied in his heart, but through the importance of bubbles, he knew that this thing was quite important, and he must get his hands on it.

"Do you really want to buy it?" said the stall owner, who looked more serious.

"I'm sincere enough to ask you. ”

Luo Chong replied: "My uncle's house has more than a dozen similar things, and if the price is not very expensive, I will buy them and give them to him." ”

"This thing is a real old object, I have asked an expert to identify it, and it is definitely an old object from a hundred years ago......"

The stall owner looked at Luo Chong, and he was also wondering in his heart how much the price could meet this kid's affordability.

Although he is not very old, the clothes on his body are not cheap, he should be a rich second generation with a good family background, and he must be able to afford it.

"Ten Thousand Twelve"

After a little hesitation, the stall owner shouted out such a price, and it was obvious that what he meant should be: give up the margin of 2,000 yuan, bargain with Luo Chong, and the whole number of 10,000 yuan can be closed.

Of course, Luo Chong could understand what he meant, so he shouted out the price of 10,000 yuan very cooperatively: "10,000, if you want, I'll move it away." ”

The silly boy stall owner was overjoyed, but he pretended to hesitate for a few seconds before nodding: "Okay, take it." ”

Luo Chong pretended to take out a stack of 100 yuan bills from his handbag and asked, "Do you give money here?" Do you have a money detector?"

"Yes. ”

The stall owner turned his head to the left and shouted, "Sanzi, bring the money detector." ”

Then, a young man came from the stall on the other side with a long wire in his arms and a long wire.

Crackling, the money inspection was completed, and the Rakshasa statue was also packed into a big black bag and handed over to Luo Chong.

Although the size is large, the weight is not heavy, only more than 20 catties, and it is as light as nothing in Luo Chong's hands.

After Luo rushed away, the third son came to the middle-aged stall owner, and said with a smile: "Uncle, this thing can really be sold, and it was sold for 10,000 yuan, you can really do it."

"What are you going to do?"

The middle-aged stall owner was not too excited: "If it weren't for your aunt forcing me to sell such a scary thing as soon as possible, I would definitely not sell it if I didn't have 30,000 yuan." Don't forget, this is a hundred-year-old object, but it's a pity, everyone thinks it's unlucky. ”

"That's it, that's it, sell it. Sanzi nodded: "This thing is too fierce, I stared at it once, and I had a nightmare that night, and I didn't dare to look at it again......"

The middle-aged stall owner was silent, and for a while, he couldn't say whether he should be happy or regretful. However, if she can sell it for 10,000 yuan, she will definitely be very happy when she goes home at night, and her wife knows it.

She'd say, "Well, finally got that scary thing away."