Treasure hunt begins in England

274 Handover
At noon the next day, Liang En, who took the bus from Philadelphia to New York, walked into the New York Consulate with a schoolbag on his back. Because he had an appointment in advance, he exchanged a few words with the front desk and was soon in a safe room. I met the person in charge.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Liang." The person in charge shook hands with Liang En, and then said, "This place is the safe house of the consulate, which can definitely guarantee safety, so you can say something."

"I have a lot of things to donate, and it's a bit tricky." Liang En said as he lifted the bulging schoolbag at his feet, unzipped it, and took out a bronze pot from it.

"This is one of those things I found, the Chen Zhang Square Pot."

"What!" Hearing what Liang En said, the person in charge immediately widened his eyes. As a staff member who was specially sent to negotiate with Liang En today, he naturally knew this cultural relic and what it represented behind it.

"Yes, just as you imagined." Liang En smiled and took out two pieces of jade that were also wrapped in the bag and put them on the table. "We found the batch."

"If you are willing to accept this batch of donations, then these items will be returned to you anonymously, but if you do not accept them, please let me know, and I will give this item to the Penn Museum again."

"These things themselves were illegally plundered from China, and they should have belonged to us, so thank you very much for your help in getting these things back home."

Because of Liang En's various hints in yesterday's phone call, he was roughly prepared for a lot of troubles in the source of those things, but he never expected that what Liang En found this time could be so explosive.

However, after adapting to the mental shock, the other party quickly adjusted his mentality and asked Liang En what he needed help with.

"Those things are located in the underground pool of an abandoned factory. The largest thing weighs four tons, so I think you'd better be fully prepared when you go there to pick up things." Liang En reminded after thinking for a while.

"I know, thank you for reminding me." The person in charge nodded and said. "I mean, do you have any personal requests?"

"I just want these things to go home." Now that the decision to donate has been made, Liang En feels that it is more appropriate to show his demeanor at this time.

"Of course, there are two requirements. One is that if these things go back to China, it is best to return them to the place where they should have been. Second, you also know the origin of these things, so I hope this time I can donate anonymously. .”

"Don't worry, we can do it." After listening to Liang En's two requests, the person in charge grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously, "Although I know this is far from enough, I still thank you on behalf of the country. you."

After the two parties agreed on how to hand over those things, Liang En left with an empty schoolbag on his back.And when he went out, the person in charge quickly grabbed the confidential phone on the table and contacted the country.

Obviously, there are domestic speculations that the cultural relics that Liang En wants to donate are Chinese cultural relics that were lost in the University of Pennsylvania Museum. specialty.

"I think we should show him our friendship in the future." A middle-aged male voice came from the microphone. "After all, we have to show our friendship to scholars like this who have a bottom line and have a good impression of us—"

Liang En didn't know what happened in the consulate. He took the Greyhound bus back to Philadelphia and rested in the hotel until the next day. He, Fan Meng and Joan of Arc drove the truck back to the abandoned factory early in the morning. .

"What method do you think those people will use to take these things away?" Joan of Arc asked Liang En while calling the three ravens who had been guarding here overnight to feed them water and shredded raw meat.

"Then there are many ways. The power of the country can easily solve those very difficult problems in our eyes." Liang En said while stroking a raven that ran into his arms and acted like a baby.

"For example, for us, it is possible to transport these things that cannot be transported through formal channels out of the United States, but it is very difficult, and there is also the possibility of being discovered. It is absolutely impossible as easy as using national power .”

"That's right, when I served in the army, I also did several missions to rescue French nationals from the war zone, or to take away some things. The reinforcements that can be obtained in that situation are far from what ordinary individuals or even organizations can do. "

After listening to Liang En and Joan of Arc discussing this issue, Fan Meng also joined in.For the foreign legion who helped the French government to do some dangerous tasks before, this kind of fire line hunting is not uncommon, so they have a deep understanding of national power.

Sure enough, when they waited until around 10am.Liang En received a call from the person in charge yesterday, informing them of the number of people who came to meet them and what kind of car they were driving.

And half an hour later, one of the three ravens saw a convoy of a container and two pickup trucks get off the road and drove over.

Soon, the three cars came to the gate of the factory and stopped.Then the two got out of the car and walked towards the place where Liang En and the others were.

"Excuse me, are you that old king?" Seeing the leader in his 50s, Liang En asked according to what was agreed in the phone call just now.

"No, I'm Lao Li. I was sent by my family to receive the things." After seeing Liang En, the two men stopped five or six meters away, and then answered Liang En's words before.

"Welcome!" Seeing that the content of the agreement was matched, Liang En immediately stepped forward to win the middle-aged man who came over, shook hands with him, and then pointed to the entrance that he had previously covered. "Those things are down there."

"Understood, thank you!" The middle-aged man nodded to Liang En, and then said a few words into the intercom. Soon, the three cars outside drove over, and then a group of people jumped out of the car .

Soon, this group of people divided into two waves. One group of people with bulging waists arranged a cordon around them, while the other group unloaded a series of tools like winches and steel pipes from the car.

Liang En noticed that this group of people were either Chinese people like himself, or mixed blood with Chinese blood like Fan Meng.

Soon, the moving work began, and Liang En and the others drove away after the other party helped move the brandy out of the cellar, because for them, their work was over at this time.

"We have done a great thing, helping those things that were stolen and far away from their hometowns to return to their hometowns." On the way back to Philadelphia, Fan Meng said suddenly.

"Yes, this is a good thing, correcting past mistakes. I believe this is also an act blessed by God." Hearing what Fan Meng said, Joan of Arc also said beside her.

"Don't worry, I got a lot of things this time, so I really don't feel any discomfort in donating these things." Hearing what they said, Liang En immediately knew that they might have misunderstood something. "I was just thinking about something else."

(End of this chapter)