Lost and Spy

Chapter 1167
The owner changed from No. 520 Zhengmin Road, and the gate is always closed.

No one knew what was going on inside.

However, the Japanese Gendarmerie next door has never asked about it.

However, from the chimney of No. 520, there is smoke coming out from time to time.

"I think it's about time."

When it was almost time to get off work, Yano Renping finished reviewing the last document and stood up: "Kanno-kun, let's visit our neighbors together."

ten days.

Ms. Gracie had been renting the house next door for fifteen days.

It's time to solve the mystery.

"Do you need to take someone with you?"

"No, we're not here to arrest people."

Yano Renping smiled: "Treating neighbors must show great kindness."

While this neighbor nestles in and does it every day, today may be the time to witness it for yourself.

Yano Renping even felt a little impatient.

Although that woman looked ugly, she was full of mystery.

……

After knocking for a long time, the door was opened.

It was a middle-aged man who opened the door and asked suspiciously:

"you?"

"We're from the gendarmerie, and we're friends of Mrs. Gracie."

"Mrs. Gracie isn't here."

"We have to go in and see."

"In here..."

Yano Renping pushed the door open without saying anything: "We don't need to ask for your permission if we want to come in."

This person could only watch Yano Renping and Chuan Notoku walk in.

What is going on inside is far beyond the imagination of the two Japanese.

There is no running of machines, no busyness of workers.

The people inside were sitting there, concentrating on the work at hand.

Here, there are some porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, and antiques piled up.

On some calligraphy and paintings, the ink is not even dry.

And Mrs. Gracie, who was "absent", was whispering something to a piece of writing with Butler Qiu.

"Mr. Principal."

Seeing Yano Renping coming in, Mrs. Gracie panicked: "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to visit my neighbors."

Yano Renping looked around: "Is this what you are printing?"

"Oh, no." Gracie forced a smile: "It's just some decorations."

"Ornaments?"

Yano Renping walked up to a man in his fifties with a long beard, who was describing a porcelain vase there.

He took the porcelain bottle, the paint on it was still wet and got on his hands, he didn't care, looked at it, put it on the table, and then his eyes fell on a few things on the table.

Pot ash, rust, some unknown dyes.

On the side table, a painting is being drawn, which is only halfway done.

"Are you all buying semi-finished decorations?" Yano Renping smiled.

The expressions of Gracie and Butler Qiu became more and more unnatural.

"The ones in your hands, show me."

As soon as Yano Renping finished speaking, Tokuyuki Kawano immediately stepped forward and took the writing from Butler Qiu.

"Who wrote this?" Yano Renping asked while watching.

Butler Qiu coughed dryly: "This is 'Ni Kuan Zan' written by Chu Suiliang, a master of Tang calligraphy."

"Chu Suiliang? I've heard of this man. He's very famous."

Yano Renping said casually: "My Chinese is average, but I still have some effort. However, I would like to ask, the word 'fen' (fen) has not changed since the Tang Dynasty, right?"

"No."

"Under 'Fen', what is the word?"

"Tian, ​​the field of the field."

"Then what about this?"

Steward Qiu took a closer look, and found that the word "Fen" was actually written with "日" underneath.

"This..." Butler Qiu was speechless for a moment.

Yano Renping returned the painting to Steward Qiu, and his tone suddenly became severe: "Tell me, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Head, come to my office and talk." Gracie said immediately.

"Of course." Yano Renping smiled again: "I happen to have a lot of doubts and want to ask you for advice."

……

"I am very interested in Chinese history, calligraphy and painting, etc."

As soon as she entered the office, Gracie said immediately: "I want to buy some to take back to the United States, but unfortunately the price is too expensive, so I'm going to find someone to make some."

"You are very smart, Ms. Gracie." Yano Renping suddenly sighed: "But why are you lying?"

"Did I lie?"

"Yes, you lied." Yano Ren said flatly: "You didn't come to open a printing factory at all, nor did you like Chinese cultural relics. You, no, to be precise, you are a counterfeiting gang and a liar Gang!"

Gracie became flustered: "Mr. Section Chief, please don't insult us like that."

"Really, I'm insulting you?" Yano Renping pointed outside: "Those people should be specially invited by you and your housekeeper to make fakes. Some time ago, I heard a rumor that a group of national government wars The treasure that was not evacuated before the outbreak was hidden in the area controlled by the Japanese, do you think it is a coincidence? This rumor did not appear sooner or later, but it happened at this time, why?"

Gracie's face began to turn pale.

"Let me explain it for you." Yano Renping didn't need them to answer at all: "Because this rumor was fabricated by you. You fabricated a legendary story, and I will help you with the second half of this story. Think it over.

You, at great risk, finally found these treasures, and you found them under the eyes of the Japanese Gendarmerie. Once these so-called treasures are transported out, with the blessing of this legendary story, you will have no worries at all. There is no market.

There will always be foolish buyers who buy blindly on the back of legends and disbelief in expert opinion.However, what makes me angry is that the gendarmerie of the Empire of Japan has also become a stupid target for being fooled by you! "

Steward Qiu said with difficulty: "Mr. Section Chief, I think we have misunderstood this matter..."

"There is no misunderstanding." Yano Renping stood up and said coldly: "I should arrest you to the gendarmerie right now, you liars. Especially you, butler? I think, you are probably these liars The leader of the gang, right? I will give you one night to let you think carefully about how you should atone for the imperial officer who was insulted by you!"

……

Steward Qiu carefully put away "Ni Kuanzan".

Gracie didn't understand Chinese culture: "Is this Chu Suiliang famous?"

"Yes, he is a great calligrapher in China, his status is about the same as your Picasso or Van Gogh."

"A great calligrapher?"

Gracie didn't quite understand: "How could he make typos?"

"Why not?"

Butler Qiu smiled happily:
"In this work, there is not only a typo. The word 'fen' should be written as Tian, ​​but it is written as '日', and the character 'old' should be written as day, but it is written as 'tian'."

(Uh, when the spider was writing this paragraph, it suddenly occurred to him that he was also a king of typos. Then he also started to giggle. Well, readers are welcome to continue to catch bugs in the spider’s articles.)
(End of this chapter)