Happy Tycoon

Seeing the two policemen enter the door, Liu Dongmei immediately became nervous, but she looked at Yang Jing who was also standing upright, gritted her teeth and went forward.

Comrade policeman, I'm Xue Renfa's wife, Liu Dongmei. May I ask what you two want from my old Xue?

The two policemen are tall and short, with a three-pointed star on the collar badge of the tall one, which represents the third-level superintendent on the 92-style police uniform. The shorter policeman, who looks younger, has a collar badge of Two arrow-shaped stars, which means the young policeman is a first-class constable.

The two policemen didn't answer Liu Dongmei's words, but first looked around the yard with vigilant eyes, focusing on the things spread on the ground and Yang Jing's body for a while.

Then, the third-level police superintendent said, We are from the Panjiayuan Police Station. We received a report that someone from you is reselling cultural relics! Are you Xue Renfa's wife? Where's your man?

The law enforcement of police officers in this era is far less standardized than that of later generations. At the very least, the two of them failed to show their police officer certificates.

However, Liu Dongmei immediately became uncontrollably flustered by the sharp eyes of the third-level police superintendent. These days, the police are quite deterrent in the eyes of ordinary people.

I, my man is out. Liu Dongmei murmured.

When does he come back?

But, maybe in a while, he went out to find a car.

Looking for a car? Why are you looking for a car? Are you looking for a car to take these cultural relics away? The third-level police superintendent asked step by step, and Liu Dongmei was dumbfounded.

The young first-level police officer looked at Yang Jing, pulled the third-level superintendent, and pouted at Yang Jing.

The third-level police superintendent let Liu Dongmei go, and went straight to Yang Jing, Who are you? What's your name? Where are you from? What are you doing here?

Yang Jing was stunned for a moment, but he still said calmly: Who are you? Deal with the current situation rationally.

Who are we? Can't you see what we're wearing? Now I'm asking you, answer quickly.

Yang Jing shook his head slightly and said: There are too many liars these days. Although you two are wearing police uniforms, it doesn't mean that you two are serious police officers. I think, according to the regulations, you two Before law enforcement, you should show relevant legal documents to prove your identities. Without legal documents, I refuse to answer your questions.

The older third-level police officer was taken aback by Yang Jing's words, while the young first-level police officer was a little annoyed and wanted to step forward, but he was stopped by the third-level police officer. up.

The third-level superintendent nodded slightly, and then took out a certificate from his jacket pocket, with the words police officer certificate clearly written on it. The third-level superintendent put the front of the police officer's card in front of Yang Jing's eyes, and then opened the police officer's card so that Yang Jing could clearly see the contents inside.

Did you see clearly? This is my police officer ID. I am Ma Shaohua, the third-level superintendent of the Panjiayuan Police Station, and this is my colleague, Li Dong, the first-level police officer of the Panjiayuan Police Station.

Yang Jing nodded, Officer, what can you two do for me?

Ma Shaohua put the ID back into his pocket, and then said seriously: We received a report from the masses that someone here is engaged in reselling cultural relics.

Reselling cultural relics? Police officer, are you referring to these things? Yang Jing pointed to the manuscripts and materials spread on the ground.

The police officer did not answer Yang Jing's words, but stared at Yang Jing and said seriously: Where are you from, what is your name? Why are you here?

Officer, my name is Albert Yang, a British Chinese. I paid for these things and temporarily stored them in Lao Xue's place. Now I am going to take these things away. Of course I have to stand here.

Albert Yang? Are you British? the younger Li Dong asked in surprise.

That's right, this is my passport. I just came to Yanjing last night, because I have admired the ghost market in Yanjing for a long time, so I want to come to the ghost market to buy some things for collection. Here, the things you two saw I bought them at the market today.

The two police officers hesitated for a while, Li Dong reached out and took Yang Jing's passport, opened it and looked at it carefully, and then whispered to Ma Shaohua: Cavalry, this passport should be real.

Although Li Dong's voice was not loud, Yang Jing could still hear it. The corner of Yang Jing's mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

Just kidding, this is the counterfeiting technology of 2017. In this era, even a real passport is not necessarily as good as this fake passport. With the experience of these police comrades in this era, it would be strange if they could see that this was a false testimony. Maybe if you switch to a professional police officer in the Ministry or the Municipal Bureau who specializes in issuing passports for going abroad, you may also inquire about Yang Jing's entry and exit records, but this kind of ordinary police station does not have the right to inquire at all, and they may even Haven't even seen a passport.

This carefully prepared passport is synonymous with being tall in this era, and in this era, Wai Nuo Ren's status in China is still quite high.

The reason why Yang Jing prepared such a fake passport before time travel was because he was afraid that someone would make trouble. Although Yang Jing was quite unwilling to turn himself into a foreign devil, Yang Jing really had no choice. But now it seems that my worries at the time were not useless. This fake passport has now played a role.

Sure enough, Ma Shaohua's attitude became much more amiable immediately. After returning the passport to Yang Jing, Ma Shaohua asked, Excuse me, Mr. Yang, did you buy these things?

Yang Jing nodded and said: That's right, I bought these things today. Although I am a British Chinese, I like our domestic culture very much. You two should be able to understand me after listening to me. What I said is not false, my Chinese was taught by my father since I was a child, so my Chinese has always been good.”

After a pause, Yang Jing continued: It is precisely because I have always yearned for Huaxia that I returned to China for the first time. I just wanted to see the beautiful scenery of the motherland and prepare to do something for the motherland. It just so happened that I came to China yesterday. When I was in Yanjing, I heard that there was a ghost market in Panjiayuan today, so I came here and bought these things for collection.”

And you two don't have to worry, these things I bought will not be taken out of the country, because I plan to return to China this time to invest and do some business in the country, and maybe I will settle in the country for a long time, so I will not take these things out of the country. It will only be placed in my home in China, and will not be taken out of the country. I can assure you of this.

There are so many people around the door, what is this for? Lao Xue's loud voice suddenly sounded outside the door, accompanied by this voice, Lao Xue walked in quickly from outside pushing his bicycle.

Seeing those two police comrades, Lao Xue, who was full of momentum just now, suddenly withered.

Hey, isn't this the cavalry team? Why are you here so free today? Old Xue leaned his car against the wall, bowed his head and leaned over to say hello to the third-level superintendent.

Perhaps because Yang Jing, a British Chinese, was by his side, the police officer Ma's tone was much more polite, and he said to Xue Renfa with a smile: Old Xue, our institute just received a report that someone in your family is reselling cultural relics. , I’ll bring Xiao Li over to have a look.”

When Xue Renfa heard this, a flash of anger evidently flashed across his face. It was obvious that Lao Xue couldn't stand this kind of slander. However, he suppressed the anger in his heart very well, and said with a smile: Cavalry, how can someone resell cultural relics here? It's not like you don't know what I do. I get all these things from the scrap yard. It was purchased, and I still have the receipt issued by the purchase station here.

As he said that, Old Xue looked at Yang Jing, slapped his forehead and said suddenly: Cavalry, you don't suspect that Mr. Yang is reselling cultural relics, do you? Oh, those guys who reported indiscriminately didn't know the situation and called the police. Damn it. Mr. Yang and I met at the ghost market in the morning. Mr. Yang bought a few things in the ghost market. Because there was no place to put them, he rented this wing room of my house. I bought all the rags I bought from the scrap yard, Mr. Yang is a legitimate business, how could it be possible to resell cultural relics?

The horse team didn't say anything, but the young police officer named Li Dong beside him suddenly spoke to Yang Jing.

But what he speaks is not Chinese, but English. A series of English spit out from the mouth of the young police officer, not to mention, quite slippery.

As soon as Officer Li spoke English, Yang Jing knew what it meant. Obviously, the vigilance of these two police comrades is still very high. After finding nothing wrong with their passports, they switched to this method to test.

Didn't you say you are British Chinese? Then can you understand what I mean by these English words?

Although the two policemen believed Yang Jing's appearance 80% in their hearts, after all, this young man has a pair of blue pupils, and Chinese people can't grow pupils of this color. However, what should be tested has to be tested.

As soon as Police Officer Li spoke English, Lao Xue was dumbfounded.

Lao Xue usually sets up a stall in the market, and he has had a lot of contact with crooked nuts, but his English level is limited to the level of come and go, nodding and choking to death, shaking his head, nodding, and he usually communicates with foreigners. Most of the time, they were talking and making gestures. To Lao Xue, these foreign languages ​​spoken by Police Officer Li were no different from listening to the scriptures.

On the contrary, Yang Jing stood there with a smile. After Officer Li finished speaking, he smiled and said a lot in English, and his accent was obviously better than that of Officer Li.

If the English spoken by Police Officer Li is the kind of Mandarin that smells like corn stubble, then the English spoken by Yang Jing is the Mandarin spoken by the broadcaster of the serious news network. Although they are both in English, anyone can hear the gap between the two.

When Yang Jing said this, Officer Li's expression changed immediately. The English he learned in the police academy is almost all American English. Where has he heard this legendary London accent?

After Yang Jing finished speaking with a smile, he looked at the police officer Li quietly, while the young police officer Li retreated with a face full of defeat.

Captain Ma, this Mr. Yang's English is absolutely fine, I can guarantee that. Officer Li whispered to the captain beside him, and the captain Ma nodded slightly.

Mr. Yang, although I also believe that you are not reselling cultural relics, and I also believe that you are a British Chinese, but as the police, since we have received a report and dispatched the police, we must have a complete investigation result. So I'm sorry, Mr Yang, we need to look at what you bought, and you need to explain what you did with the things you bought.

Yang Jing spread his hands and said: That's no problem, everything is here, but these things are all bought in the ghost market, I think you also know what the ghost market is like, there can't be invoices for these things, and it's impossible There is a purchase agreement, but someone can prove the origin of these things, because I have stored these things in the duty room of the market before putting them in Brother Xue's place.

Old Xue added from the side: Cavalry, what Mr. Yang said is correct. The old money in the market can prove that Mr. Yang bought these things in the ghost market.

Yang Jing knows that the old money in the duty room can't really prove that he bought these things from the ghost market, but this matter is obvious, who is wandering around with a bronze statue in the early morning? Only when the buyer buys something and can't take it, will he store it there. Even if the two police officers went to the duty room of the market to inquire, the old Qian would probably explain it this way.

Not to mention whether the two police officers will go to the market duty room to check.

The police officer Ma nodded, but still led the police officer Li closer to the manuscripts and documents spread on the ground.

Old Xue followed suit, and at the same time took out two notes with red stamps from his pocket to show Officer Ma. Yang Jing knew that one of them was a receipt issued by the boss of the waste collection station this morning—— You expect the waste collection station to issue you an official invoice, that is purely a joke, usually the waste collection station issues this kind of receipt with a red stamp.

But this is also possible, at least it can prove that these manuscripts and documents were bought at the scrap yard.

And now is not the age of information explosion, if these two police officers see these precious manuscripts and documents in the next fifteen years, they will definitely understand the value of these things. But now, you can let these police officers solve the case, but asking them to recognize the value of these things is even more of a joke.

Even the staff of the libraries and archives who discarded these manuscripts and documents don't know the value of these things, how can these police comrades know? The two of them are not criminal policemen who specialize in cracking down on reselling cultural relics, they are just ordinary policemen in the police station.

Sure enough, the captain Ma and the police officer Li lost interest after a few tugs. Even after seeing the statue of the dancing king Shiva descending from the Ganges, they didn't recognize the strange shape. The bronze statue turned out to be a national treasure of India. Originally, the police officer Xiao Li was a little interested in this bronze statue, but after hearing that Yang Jing bought it for 800 yuan in the market, he completely lost interest.

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