Live treasure appraisal, congratulations to the big brother on his release from prison

Chapter 112
[This person still dares to come? 】

【Didn't it mean that Tang Cai has been recovered?】

[Where is the internet police?What are you waiting for, this is a real criminal]

Zhang Yang saw the barrage filled with righteous indignation, and went to confirm the IP of Lianmai again. He was really abroad.

The domestic Internet is not a place outside the law, but Thailand is not necessarily the case.

But the other party is riding on the face, I can't bear it.

"Think of a way to fuck him?"

Zhang Yang's mind turned quickly, and he didn't turn as fast as he did during the college entrance examination.

Opposite are two people, are they accomplices, or buyers and sellers?
Zhang Yang tends to be more in the relationship between buyers and sellers, the "cultural relics thief" is the seller, and Baoyou, who first appraised things, is the buyer.

Because if it is an accomplice, what is the need for identification?
Zhang Yang looked at the message that appeared on the Buddha's head, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at? Could it be that you are happy to see domestic cultural relics being lost overseas?"

The cultural relic thief originally wanted to give Zhang Yang eye drops, but when he saw him smiling, his tone instantly became anxious and angry.

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. Wait until I finish chatting with Baoyou just now."

"Baoyou? Are you still there?"

"Yes, yes." The first male voice came from the other end of the video.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm just a collector. The boss asked me to contact you, saying that you are helping the police with identification."

Baoyou is very polite.

Zhang Yang didn't expect that he would be recognized by the criminal suspect. He couldn't laugh or cry, and waved his hands generously:
"I often appraise the things belonging to tomb robbers, and I have also seen the things of more criminals. The things you just appraised, although the source is questionable, as long as they are not domestic cultural relics, it will be fine."

"Teacher, this Buddha statue is from China..." Baoyou pointed to the solemn Buddha head and said.

"Yeah, it's domestic, but it doesn't matter for handicrafts." Zhang Yang said while drinking water.

Hearing Baoyou said that it was the suspect who asked to contact him, Zhang Yang immediately realized that this was the basis for wanting to use his words to sell cultural relics.

Want to eat fart!

Zhang Yang decisively hinted at the other party that the thing was fake.

[Crafts?Is this thing fake?]

[It's really possible, now even peach buttocks can be faked]

【Co-author, the brothers were so nervous just now】

"You say it's a handicraft? I saw all this shit overnight."

"Oh... I understand. Master Zhang deliberately said that my item is fake, so that I can't sell it, right?" The treasure thief said with a sneer.

"Let me tell you, it's impossible. I'm already on the list of B-level wanted criminals, a state-certified cultural relic thief, do you understand the gold content of this title?"

"Cut, I don't know what it means." Zhang Yang shook his head contemptuously: "This thing of yours was carved by an elder in my family, so I don't know?"

"Baoyou, he should have told you the origin of this thing, right?"

"Say it." Baoyou responded.

"Alright then, let me tell you about the origin of this thing."

Based on the information of the items he saw, Zhang Yang used his brain to flicker, and told a story with twists and turns.

In the 80s, a small southwestern county called Jiangxia County, in order to take off their hats, invited Zhang Erye, a master sculptor of the Zhang family, to carve some Buddha statues, and made them old, pretending to be newly discovered cultural relics, and gave them to the county. Promotion of tourism.

After hearing Zhang Yang's story, the treasure thief laughed loudly: "Make it up, you make it up for me."

Zhang Yang ignored him, but asked Baoyou: "Is the information I said correct?"

"Yes, the name of the place is correct, so what?" the treasure thief hurriedly replied.

"This can only show that the police already know about my stealing the Buddha's head, so you, the anchor who helps the police to promote it, also know about it."

"This Buddha head has been appraised by experts in the province. It belongs to the Ming Dynasty, and it has been established as a municipal cultural relic protection unit. You little anchor, do you want to deny the appraisal results of other provincial experts?"

"Yes, yes, right, one moment I'm a policeman, and the other moment I'm a small anchor."

"Baoyou, you really never doubted, this one, his mental state?" Zhang Yang pointed to his head.

【Hahaha, my husband is so cute】

[It is normal for a wanted criminal who fled abroad to have mental problems]

【If he had used mental illness as a shield earlier, maybe he wouldn't have been wanted】

[The elders of Master Zhang’s family made fakes, and all the old fans know about it]

[Absconding abroad overnight with fake products, a bit dark humor]

"To be honest, I think it is a little bit when you say that." Baoyou nodded and said, "He is wanted, and he is still so crazy."

"This is his character design." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"If it's really a city-level cultural relics protection unit, after he's done stealing, he still wants to go abroad?"

"My second master has explained the situation to the higher-ups a long time ago, and tacitly gave the place a face, that's all."

"fart!"

"Boss Wu, don't worry, wait until I finish chatting with Master Zhang."

"Boss, you don't really believe it, do you?"

"Wait for me, let's finish talking first."

When Baoyou said this, his tone was a bit serious, but it was also useful. The treasure thief who was crazy just now became quiet all of a sudden.

"Mr. Zhang, besides the location of the Buddha's head, do you have any other evidence?"

"You also know that it's quite easy to sell this kind of thing for knives if you find the right channel."

"It's gone." Zhang Yang's face was indifferent: "There is nothing to analyze the handicraft."

"Do you have any other treasures that need to be identified?"

"Yes." Baoyou replied quickly, and then the camera of the mobile phone moved, aiming at a middle-aged man.

The man has dark skin, a fleshy face, and a tiger tattoo on his neck. He looks like a social person.

Seeing the camera turn towards him, the man subconsciously wanted to hide, but Baoyou stopped him with a word.

"Aren't you a Class B wanted criminal? There are photos of you on the Internet, so why are you hiding?"

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes, glanced at the other party, shook his head and said:
"Baoyou, I can't identify this thing!"

"Haha... No, I want to ask the teacher to help me find out if he is a wanted criminal!"

"I can't tell. You'll know when you send him to the embassy. However, sending this kind of person back is also a waste of the country's food."

"It makes sense." Baoyou suddenly realized: "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

"You're welcome." Zhang Yang nodded, waiting for the other party to hang up Lianmai.

Half a second after the camera moved away from the wanted criminal's face, someone suddenly yelled at the other end of the video: "Boss Ming, do you want to cheat, I'm..."

Then, it stopped abruptly.

[Fuck, Sarilang]

【This wanted criminal has provoked a ruthless person】

【Master Zhang Appreciating Treasures Overseas】

【Who can explain what the last man said just now?】

Zhang Yang thought to himself, I also want to know what it means.

Until half a month later, he saw a piece of news on his mobile phone:
"Shocked, Another Murder in Thailand!Domestic B-level wanted criminal drowned in the river, the police suspect homicide"

In the news, there was a picture of the corpse being thrown by the river after it was salvaged.

Although the face was mosaic, Zhang Yang saw the tiger with the tattoo on the back of the man's neck at a glance.

That's it?Not so coincidental.

……

"Senior? Senior!"

Tang Qiyun's urgent call woke up Zhang Yang from the shock, and he raised his head.

"It's time to get out of the car."

"Oh, so fast!" Zhang Yang could already see the blue sea from the car window.

Between the road and the ocean, there is a green lawn full of flowers and balloons, as well as various romantic arrangements. This is Chen Yanguang's engagement site.

"Wow, it's really just an engagement, not a marriage?"

After getting out of the car, Sister Gao and Xiao Tang held hands, impatiently set foot on the lawn, and admired the layout of the scene.

Xu Jie was more stable. He followed behind Zhang Yang and asked in a low voice:
"Boss, I forgot to ask before coming here, do you want to pay the gift money?"

"What are you doing after me? Are you gay?"

Zhang Yang asked Xu Jie to come up and walk side by side.

It was only then that he discovered that Xu Jie's social fear didn't seem to be a joke. If he used one word to evaluate his current behavior, it would be "thug eyebrows and mouse eyes".

"Brother, walk like this, wait for the security guard to come over."

"Head up, chest out, belly in!"

Under Zhang Yang's command, a big red envelope slipped from Xu Jie's arms.

"You really brought the gift money?"

"Yes, this red envelope is a bit big, I'm afraid it will be wrinkled." Xu Jie said, and put the red envelope into his clothes again.

"We don't accept gift money. We are the man's relatives and friends, and we are here to cheer."

When Zhang Yang said this, he wanted to laugh a little.

When the big brother came to the row of seats, he realized that there were not many relatives and friends on his side.

In fact, it was mainly because he had few friends, and it was inconvenient for friends from the live broadcast circle to come to the scene. As a result, there was simply no room for two tables.

He asked Zhang Yang to bring all the employees of the studio, at least he knew him and had a serious job.

"Boss, boss, is that the bride?"

Xiao Tang ran over excitedly and pointed Zhang Yang in the direction with his eyes.

"Just now I heard from a passerby that her wedding dress is set with nine hundred and ninety-nine diamonds!"

Zhang Yang nodded, but his eyes fell on the people around the bride.

Cheng's second child came back and had his hair cut into the same style as the prison.

This old man told Zhang Yang before that growing long hair was his biggest wish when he went to prison for the second time.

Zhang Yang really wanted to interview him, how did he make up his mind this time.

Apart from Cheng Shihui's parents, there were no other immediate family members of the woman present.

Chen Yanguang had mentioned about Boss Cheng's absence, but he didn't expect that the head of the Cheng family, Mr. Cheng, was not there.

What Zhang Yang didn't know was that the Cheng family father and son he was following were being questioned separately by the police.

Policeman: "Cheng Deyi, someone reported that you sold an antique worth 44 yuan as a handicraft to He Youfang for 3000 yuan. Do you remember this incident?"

Mr. Cheng: "I don't remember. I'm old and I can't remember anything."

Policeman: "Think about it carefully. It was last July. Director He has already explained everything. Don't be obsessed with it."

Mr. Cheng: "Who is Director He? Sorry, comrade policeman, I'm 75 years old. I'm not feeling well now, can I ask for my personal doctor?"

in the next room.

Policeman: "Cheng Zongyin, do you still remember..."

Boss Cheng: "I remember!"

Policeman: "I haven't said anything yet?"

Boss Cheng: "It's okay, as long as you want to know, I will explain everything. All the bad things were done by my father instigated the people under his command, and I just found out about it a few days ago..."

(End of this chapter)