Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 20 I can’t swallow this breath
"Hurry... the reception room is over here..."

A large group of people, a few police officers and most of the joint defense, rushed to the fifth floor.

Gu Kaishan was a big and strong man, leading the way, like an iron tower.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he was startled:
There were seven or eight people standing in the aisle, probably staff members of the cultural relics company.

Outside the door, Lin Sicheng was riding on a man, punching him one after another, cursing as he did so:
"Yellow cake, depleted uranium... How the hell dare you?"

Looking at the man again, his face was covered in blood and blood bubbles were gurgling from his mouth.

There was another person lying not far away, his eyes closed and a large pool of blood under his head.

Gu Kaishan's eyelids jumped: "Lin Sicheng, stop hitting me!"

Lin Sicheng seemed not to hear it.

"damn thing!"

Cursing, he raised his leg and kicked.

With a cry of "Ouch", Lin Sicheng rolled over twice.

Gu Kaishan checked the arteries of the two people again and raised his eyelids.

Nothing serious happened, so he subconsciously pushed the door open again: "The stolen goods are in there, right?"

Lin Sicheng shouted urgently: "Uncle Gu, don't go in!"

Why can’t we go in? Is it dangerous?
Then why are you fighting so vigorously?
He subconsciously took a step back and put his hands on his waist: "What's going on?"

"Two fake Hong Kong people, using fake porcelain to defraud people."

"No...it's a scam, so why are you hitting them?"

"I didn't hit them. They tried to escape, but when I tried to stop them, they attacked me with radioactive materials..."

Lin Sicheng got up angrily, "Really, I was so scared at that time..."

What, radioactive material?
Lin Chengwa, are you hitting me with a hammer here?
If you say he was holding a knife, Uncle Gu would have accepted it with his eyes closed. What did you say, radioactive material?

He has been a policeman for half his life and has never seen such a thing.

"Uncle Gu, I'm not lying to you. The fake porcelain is the source of radiation, and it's in a box inside. But he hit me with the box, and the porcelain must have shattered, generating radioactive dust contamination! So don't go in, and report it to the Municipal Emergency Center immediately..."

Gu Kaishan was half-believing and half-doubting, and looked around: "Where is your grandfather?"

"I studied the radioactive source for an hour and then went to wash my face."

This is even more ridiculous.

Your grandfather is a cultural relic expert, not a nuclear expert.

I was still studying it for another hour...I was already fuming.

Just as I was secretly suspicious, there was another rumbling sound from the elevator entrance: "Quick... this way!"

Seven or eight doctors wearing protective suits came out of the elevator carrying stretchers.

It's no wonder they arrived so quickly; Shaanxi Province doesn't have much of a nuclear industry, few relevant research institutions, and even fewer patients. This led to a situation where one could master the art of slaying dragons, but find nowhere to display it.

The director also heard his junior colleague, who had already graduated, confidently claim that the patient was his family member and was indeed suffering from uranium poisoning. Every pore of his body was smiling.

Then, most of the people in the department came.

When they reached the door, the leading doctor asked loudly, "Where is the patient?"

Lin Sicheng pointed to the bathroom: "Still washing your face!"

"You two go and find them. Once you find them, take anti-radiation drugs immediately and bring them to an ambulance!"

Lin Sicheng quickly added, "The patient was exposed to depleted uranium for one hour. The main component is uranium-238, and the estimated abundance should be around 0.5%...

Secondly, the radioactive source contains uranium oxide, not in large quantities, but of extremely high purity, with a uranium enrichment of at least 25%..."

25%?

If it is purified further, it can be used to make nuclear bombs.

The doctor was shocked: "How do you know?"

"I'm a ceramics researcher, so I can't explain it right away. First, try measuring the radiation source... It's inside, in a box!"

Lin Sicheng pointed and pulled Gu Kaishan back.

The doctor entered the visiting room and closed the door. Immediately, an alarm sounded, and the doctor exclaimed, "320 millifraction per hour, so high?" Hearing this, Lin Sicheng's face darkened even more.

The porcelain pot must have broken, spreading dust in the reception room, which is why the radiation level is so high. But before it broke, even if the radiation level was low, it couldn't have been below 100.

This amount can directly increase the risk of cancer. Moreover, it has not yet been determined how much radioactive gas Grandpa inhaled.

The key point is that my grandfather died of lung cancer in his previous life.

The more Lin Sicheng thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to stab each of the two bastards on the ground.

Just as he was secretly gritting his teeth, the doctor ran out: "Emergency evacuation, emergency isolation, everyone go downstairs...Xiao Zheng, call two more ambulances!"

It was not until this time that Mr. Bai and seven or eight staff members, who were half-believing and half-doubting, finally believed it.

Those who were braver were fine, at most they looked unhappy, but the timid ones had their lips trembling, and two female comrades even started crying.

President Bai came over, feeling both relieved and apprehensive: If Lin Sicheng hadn't chased them out repeatedly, they would still be in the reception room...

"Xiaolin, thank you!"

Lin Sicheng really didn't want to be perfunctory, so he just waved his hand: "Boss Bai, let's go to the hospital first!"

"Oh, well..."

A wave of people came one after another, constantly expressing their gratitude. After they finally finished walking, Gu Kaishan grabbed his arm and asked, "What will happen to your grandfather?"

Lin Sicheng didn't know how to answer, and after a long while he said, "I don't know!"

Don’t you know how dare you beat those two people like that?

"I'll call your dad first!"

"it is good……"

Lin Sicheng responded and gritted his teeth again: "Uncle Gu, please!"

Gu Kaishan understood: if it involves a radioactive leak, the district will be the least responsible for supervision.

However, if the matter is handled by the local jurisdiction and involves local units, there may be changes due to the negative impact. If it is not good, it will be downplayed.

Lin Sicheng couldn't swallow this, so he sent him a text message.

The district bureau only encounters a few fraud cases with a case value of 10 million yuan in a year, not to mention that it is also labeled as a "nuclear leak"?

As long as I get it, no matter which district it is, there is no reason for me to let it go.

"I'll report this to the bureau leaders first. The criminal investigation department will definitely take over."

He paused for a moment, then tilted his chin towards the two suspects lying on the ground in a bloody mess. "We'll need to take your statement. Do you know what to say?"

"Uncle Gu, don't worry!"

There is a surveillance camera in the reception room, and we can tell with just one check: the box that was used to hit us contains a radioactive source, right?

Furthermore, who can guarantee that those two people are not hiding the same thing and will not run out to harm other people?
As long as no one dies, he is acting in self-defense, even if it is an emergency.

He changed his mind and followed Gu Kaishan downstairs.

They first went to the hospital, where they stayed there until midnight. After confirming that Lin Sicheng was not contaminated, he was taken to the district bureau.

The lights were bright, there was a glass of water on the table, and a man and a woman in police uniforms were sitting opposite.

First he was asked his name, age, and occupation, and then he was asked how he inferred that the evidence contained radioactive substances.

Lin Sicheng had a well-reasoned reasoning. In addition to his previous inferences, he also suggested the following direction for the police to investigate:
Focus on checking the bag box, which must have an interlayer of aluminum foil or something like that, which can prove that the two fake merchants knew in advance that the porcelain pot was radioactive.

Secondly, the motivation for the investigation: with such a high degree of simulation, it would be easy to sell it for tens of millions at any antique company. Why take such a big risk and sell it to a public institution?
He suspected that this group of fraudsters wanted to take advantage of the situation over the long term and treat the Municipal Cultural Relics Company as leeks, wanting to reap the next crop after harvesting the previous one.

After hearing this, the older male police officer looked strange: Classmate, if you want to say that someone is betraying you and colluding with both insiders and outsiders, just say it.

But don't say it, it's very likely...

……

This question took up the second half of the night, and when Lin Sicheng left the Public Security Bureau, it was already past six in the morning.

I don’t know whether they believed his story or Gu Kaishan gave the interrogator a heads-up, but the interrogator didn’t delve into the matter of him beating someone.

All he was told was to keep his phone on and be available at any time.

Lin Sicheng agreed readily and left the police station.

(End of this chapter)