Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Li Moer and Zhao Yunting returned to the National Security Department. After Li Moer explained the situation to Zhao Yunting, Zhao Yunting drove Li Moer home. Yes, it was Zhao Yunting who sent Li Moer home. Li Moer gave the car to Zhao Yunting so that he could drive home to avoid being taken advantage of by those vixens who always tried to trick him into jumping into the river.

At first, Zhao Yunting didn't want it, saying that if he accepted it, he would have to pay Li Moer. Li Moer said, "Why pay? I have dozens of cars here. I can drive any of them. Even if you don't want it, I will donate it to the country in the future. So you can drive it. Besides, you are a regimental-level cadre now, so it's not too much to pay for a car."

Zhao Yunting had no choice but to drive Li Moer home and then drove to school.

After dinner, I chatted with my great-grandmother. She told me she and my master's wife had gone to Panjiayuan the day before. There were a dazzling array of things there, but a mix of real and fake. She smiled and said she saw a seemingly simple vase that the stall owner boasted was from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty and was selling for a ridiculously low price. But she knew it was definitely fake.

After hearing what Grandma said, Li Moer's eyes lit up. Yes, Panjiayuan is a place full of opportunities and challenges. Li Moer thought, maybe I can find some treasures there, so I'll go check it out tomorrow. The next morning, Li Moer arrived at Panjiayuan. It was bustling with people, and the stalls were filled with a dazzling array of goods.

She walked slowly along the alley, her eyes carefully examining the items on each stall.

Thanks to her hard work and the guidance of her teacher, Li Moer was confident in her identification skills. Suddenly, in an unassuming corner, she spotted a uniquely shaped vase. While seemingly ordinary, it possessed a distinct charm. Li Moer's mind piqued, and she picked up the vase and examined it carefully. As she turned it over to examine the bottom, she used her mind to scan it and discovered it was a vase within a vase.

The stall owner next to her saw her looking at the vase for a long time, so he came over and said with a smile, "Girl, I'll sell it to you cheaply, just one hundred yuan." Li Moer remained calm, but secretly delighted, knowing that it was likely a genuine piece worth a lot of money. However, she still pretended to be hesitant and bargained, "Fifty, this vase looks old, but who knows if it's real?" The stall owner pretended to feel pain, but finally agreed.

Li Moer paid and carefully carried the vase away. She couldn't wait to go back to her teacher for further confirmation. If this was truly a precious antique, then this trip to Panjiayuan would be a huge gain. She felt as if she was witnessing a mysterious history that was about to be revealed, beckoning her.

But before she walked out of Panjiayuan, she was bumped by a man. After bumping into Li Moer, the man didn't say a word. He lowered his head and hurried into a shop not far away.

No matter how Li Moer looked at this person, she had a strange feeling. The way he walked and acted was very methodical, and he seemed different from a normal person.

So she swept her mind over there, trying to observe the man, but to her surprise, the man disappeared after entering the store.

She scanned the surroundings, but still had no clues. She frowned, wondering where the person had gone and whether there was a secret passage.

So she sent her mind to search the basement of the shop, and sure enough, in a secret room underground, three figures appeared. Moreover, two of them were talking in Neon language.