Taoyuan little fisherman

Chapter 787
Wang Tianhui gritted his teeth angrily.

Who is so annoying, call at this time.

Wang Tianhui picked up the phone and heard that it was Chen Yan.

If I had known that she was so annoying, I wouldn't have left her a call, and I didn't choose a time to call.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, to disturb you so late." Chen Yan apologized first.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Wang Tianhui's anger disappeared in an instant, and he asked lightly.

"It's like this. Isn't the Longmen Grottoes Museum open today? A very valuable cultural relic was lost in the museum. The surveillance showed that we came back from the hotel. This person escaped when we entered the door, but the surveillance only captured his back. We No one remembers what he looks like, do you have any impression, Mr. Wang?" Chen Yan asked.

Wang Tianhui frowned, "There were so many people coming and going when we came back, I can't possibly remember everyone, right? Which one are you referring to?"

"He's wearing a gray coat, dark jeans, sneakers, and a hat, and he's holding a... um, can you come to the museum if you can and we can check the surveillance? Saw someone maybe It is more helpful for you to remember, if possible, I will drive to pick you up now." Chen Yan sounded very anxious.

"What did you lose?" Wang Tianhui asked.

"Emperor Wu's golden slip, this is the only existing cultural relic belonging to Emperor Wu, it is of great significance and must be retrieved!" Chen Yan said excitedly.

Wang Tianhui was also attracted by this piece of gold slip when he saw it in the Bowu Museum before. Most of the museum is a variety of stone carvings, or bronzes with a dull color. This piece is 36.2 cm long, 8 cm wide, and weighs 223.5 grams. The gold slips that are less than 0.1 centimeters are very eye-catching.

The golden slips are engraved with elegant and handsome lowercase script, with superb engraving, the combination of virtual and real lines, and the expression of the brushwork is very good.

The original text is: "The above words: Wu Zhao, the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, loves the true way of joy and immortality, and he would like to go to the Songgao Mountain Gate of Zhongyue. He cast a gold slip and begged for three officials and nine houses to get rid of Wu Zhao's crime. Tai Sui Gengzi July Gengzi Seventh Day Jia Yin, the little envoy Hu Chao Jishou pays homage to me again."

It means that Wu Zhao (sound with the same photo), the lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty, believed in Taoism and longed to live forever and become a fairy. He ordered his envoy Hu Chao to deliver a golden slip to worship on her behalf at the gate of Songshan Mountain in Zhongyue, begging the three officials and nine palaces in Taoism to help her. I cured my illness and blessed me, and it was signed on July 700, [-] AD.

This gold slip was found by a farmer in a crevice on the top of the mountain when he went to the mountain to collect herbs. It was the only cultural relic of Emperor Wu.

Who is so courageous to steal this thing?
This man must be crazy.

"Okay, come on, I'll send you a location."

Wang Tianhui hung up the phone and sent Chen Yan a location.

Then he knocked on Liu Xiaozhu's door and told her that he was going out for a while, but Liu Xiaozhu was obedient and didn't even bother to open the door.

Ten minutes later, Chen Yan came to pick up Wang Tianhui.

On the way, Chen Yan repeatedly talked about the importance of the golden slip, and her superiors attached great importance to it. If they didn't find the golden slip this time, they would all face punishment.

Especially the curator, maybe he will be demoted and transferred, and he will go to the grassroots in the future.

Wang Tianhui went to the museum. The museum was already closed at this time. They entered through the back door, and the curator and staff were there.

The curator was sweating profusely and kept walking up and down the room. The screen on the monitor was frozen on the back of a tall and thin man in front of the gate.

The man in the picture was dressed exactly as Chen Yan described, with a ripped pocket in his hand. Although this man was well dressed, his clothes were old and his hair was a little oily, making him look dirty.

Wang Tianhui didn't think of anything when he looked at this person, but he remembered a smell.

"Mr. Wang, do you recall anything?" the curator asked eagerly.

"Stink." Wang Tianhui wrinkled his nose and said.

"Smelly?" Everyone looked at each other, and then looked for something that could emit a stinky smell.

"There's no smell. Our sanitation is cleaned every day." The curator said.

A staff member also asked loudly, "Who is it? Why are you so obsessed with farting at this time?"

Wang Tianhui waved his hand, "It's not fart smell. This man has a faint smell of a trash can. I have a good nose. I smelled it when I passed him, but I took a look at him. He was wearing a mask, so I didn't see him. Face."

"If we don't see the face, how can we find this person? If he changes his clothes after going out, how can we track him down?" The curator was about to cry.

"Trash can smell? Is this person a homeless man?" Chen Yan analyzed.

Wang Tianhui nodded, "It's very possible that normal people don't have such a smell. It might be difficult to find an ordinary person, but it should be easier to find a homeless person, right?"

"This is a solution! Great, it really depends on Mr. Wang!" The curator clapped his hands, hopeful again.

"Xiao Xu, please tell the police this clue and let them look for a homeless man with a similar background!" the curator said to a staff member.

"Okay! I'll call right away!" Xiao Xu ran to make a call.

Wang Tianhui added: "He probably doesn't understand the value of these cultural relics. He only stole the gold slips because they are gold, so he will definitely exchange gold for money. We can also start from this aspect."

"Gold shop!" Chen Yan exclaimed in surprise.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Li, Er Wang, Dong Zi, you guys go to each gold store to ask, take the picture of the gold slip, hurry up, and call as soon as you have news!" The curator became even more excited.

Except for the curator and Chen Yan, all the staff were sent out.

There are no experts in cultural relics in the gold shop, as long as they come to sell gold, as long as the source is legal, whether it is gold chains, bracelets or gold lumps, they will be melted into gold water at high temperature.

The origin of Jin Jian is definitely not correct, but no business is not evil, and no one can guarantee that the homeless will sell it at a low price in order to sell it quickly, and there will definitely be a businessman who will take over for the money.

Time is precious, everyone is racing against time, and we must never let Jin Jian be destroyed.

When Wang Tianhui was assigning a task by the curator, he closed his eyes and searched the Emperor Wu Jinjian with the radar, but there was no result.

The tramp had already run away, and ran ten miles away.

"Curator, what am I doing?" Chen Yan asked the curator.

Without waiting for the curator to give instructions, Wang Tianhui said to her: "You can drive me to Yangluo City, just drive along the main road."

"Huh?" Chen Yan was a little confused.

Although she really wanted to go for a drive with Wang Tianhui, but now is not the time?

"If you want to find Jin Jian quickly, just listen to me." Wang Tianhui didn't bother to explain.

"Chen Yan, listen to Mr. Wang's words, and take Mr. Wang to the city quickly. If Mr. Wang doesn't say stop, you are not allowed to stop!" The curator said excitedly.

For some reason, he felt that Wang Tianhui could help him find Jin Jian.

There is something about this man that makes one feel omnipotent.

(End of this chapter)