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"Mr. Zhong, do you want to talk to him in person?"

Zhang Yang didn't expect that the identification of a stone arrowhead from the Shang Dynasty would alarm Mr. Zhong.

This time there is no Wang family face, which shows that the old man is really watching his live broadcast.

Because just now, after Zhang Yang asked whether this treasure friend was in Luogang, Yangcheng, Mr. Zhong called.

The synchronization rate is 99.1%.

[Who is the anchor calling? Why do you look so serious]

[It can’t be a note, right]

[Maybe it’s about the coffin board just now]

[I reported that the anchor just wanted to buy someone else’s beads]

Zhang Yang didn't have time to pay attention to Lao Liu in the barrage, because what Mr. Zhong said on the other end of the phone was three stars in importance.

"Friend Bao, don't panic. Since you dug it out on the construction site, as long as it's not damaged or traded, the problem won't be big."

Zhang Yang conducts appraisals for the brothers of the "Old Nine Sect" every day, and Zhang Yang always reads legal provisions and actual cases.

After all, on-the-spot sentencing is also one of the basic skills of treasure appraisal anchors.

"I have a friend here from the Yangcheng Museum, and he wants to know the specific construction site with you. The bonus will be a trivial matter, and you will also have the opportunity to appear on TV and in newspapers."

"Really? Thank you teacher, I will tell you everything truthfully."

At the other end of the video, Baoyou, who spoke with a Cantonese accent, was so excited that he was a little incoherent.

"Okay." Zhang Yang opened the phone and put it into the microphone.

"Teacher, you can start."

"Okay, thank you, Xiao Zhang."

In the next three minutes, Mr. Zhong and Baoyou communicated quickly.

After hearing the specific address, many viewers from Yangcheng appeared on the barrage.

[This place is very close to where I live. It is indeed a construction site]

[I pass by there when I go to work, and I waited around for half a month before I started digging.]

[Didn’t I say that a shopping mall was going to be built there?]

[I have already ordered a telescope so that I can peek at the archaeological progress in the future]

Mr. Zhong's voice was quite dignified, and Zhang Yang told Baoyou that he was from the museum, so by the time they finished talking, Baoyou had already given up.

Baoyou was in charge of earthwork at the construction site. He shoveled down and pulled out a stone arrowhead, which he put into his pocket.

Realizing that this thing might be an old thing, he immediately took the opportunity to go to the toilet and asked Zhang Yang to help him take a look, and that's what happened next.

After confirming the address, Mr. Zhong was no longer in the mood to check whether the specific incident was made up and whether there were loopholes.

The old man excitedly said to Zhang Yang:

"The place this young man just mentioned, I looked at the map and it's a river valley basin."

"Surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is considered a relatively independent geographical unit. This environment is very suitable for ancestors to thrive."

"I will lead a team to the scene later. Xiao Zhang, you have been of great help this time."

"You're welcome, this is what we should do." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

As for how big this help is, I'm afraid we will have to go to the field with Mr. Zhong to lead a team to verify it.

…

During the live broadcast, Zhang Yang received a call from Mr. Zhong. After the broadcast, Zhang Yang received another call from Wang Guosheng.

The importance of this matter was directly raised to the full five stars.

After Zhang Yang hung up the phone, he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly drove to the Hailin Museum.

Outside the museum building, a police car and a fire truck were parked.

Firefighters are laying life-saving air mattresses downstairs, and yellow warning tape has been set up at the scene.

"Hello, what's going on now?"

Zhang Yang stepped forward directly and showed his ID to the police who blocked the scene.

Seeing that he was a staff member of the museum, the police immediately asked him:

"How is your relationship with your curator Wang Jianye?"

"Very good, I am his uncle's apprentice, just like him and my brother." Zhang Yang replied quickly.

When things are urgent, follow the authority and lie when you need to.

On the way here, Zhang Yang thought over and over what Master Wang said.

"Jianye is about to jump off the building and has already climbed to the rooftop of the ninth floor..."

"Xue Rong was admitted to the hospital by him yesterday. Now the Wang family who can take care of things are not in Linhai. You should go to the scene and have a look..."

Wang Jianye, who beat his cousin, just came out of the police station and was about to jump off the building.

Why did Wang Xuerong need to be beaten? Zhang Yang felt that it was probably because his cousin did not believe in evil and went to persuade him again, and the two had a conflict.

But Wang Xuerong doesn't know that unless the person being PUA wakes up, anyone who tries to persuade him will be his enemy.

Now, Wang Jianye may have woken up, or maybe Fang Tiantian put more pressure on him. The string in his heart was broken, so he had the idea of ​​​​committing suicide.

To be honest, Zhang Yang was already a little disgusted with Wang Jianye when he knew he beat his cousin.

But that’s not to the point of refusing to save him.

Especially Mr. Wang on the other end of the phone was crying, begging him to come over and see what was going on.

Wang Jianye's phone number could no longer be reached, and other museum staff could not persuade him.

After hearing what Zhang Yang said, the police quickly led the way.

"That's great. Director Wang is a little excited right now and can't listen to anyone else's words. The firefighters and our captain have already gone up, so hurry up and take a look."

Zhang Yang nodded and, accompanied by the police, went to the rooftop of the museum's office building.

Wang Jianye knelt and sat on the edge of the rooftop opposite the exit of the stairs, holding on to the railing with both hands.

"This is a staff member of the museum and has a deep relationship with the person involved."

"Okay, do you know the specific situation?" the person in charge of the police asked Zhang Yang.

"Is it because he hit his cousin? I actually don't know."

"This should be just one of the reasons."

The police officer in charge said: "The victim who was beaten by him yesterday told our colleagues that he had a girlfriend who had been forcing him. Do you know about this?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "I know the basic situation."

"That's fine. To make a long story short, we already have firefighters on the eighth floor. We need you to buy some time."

"It's best if you can persuade her to come back. If that doesn't work, don't rush. Try to delay it as long as possible."

"Understood." Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he was quite good at stalling for time.

The firefighter in charge of communication looked at Zhang Yang and thought he was too young, so he whispered a few words:

"He is very excited now. As long as we move forward, he will climb the railing and jump off the building."

"I will hold your hand later. If I exert any force, shut up immediately. Don't stimulate the person involved a second time."

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Yang nodded.

"Director Wang, your friend is here!" the firefighter shouted, attracting Wang Jianye's attention.

He raised his head, and Zhang Yang saw his sunken eyes, and his complexion was worse than before.

"Zhang Yang, you are the only one left now!"

Wang Jianye had a wry smile on his face, and tears were already flowing down silently.

"Brother Jianye, it turns out you are here. I just received a call from Mr. Zhong, the Mr. Zhong from the Yangcheng Museum. You should still remember it."

Although Zhang Yang knew that the matter was related to Fang Tiantian and Wang Xuerong, now was not the time to talk about it.

To delay, you have to divert your attention.

Wang Jianye didn't reply, just looked at Zhang Yang blankly.

"Why do you think he called me?"

"In Yangcheng, a ruins from the Shang Dynasty were discovered. Yangcheng, Shang Dynasty, you must have thought they were bronze tools, right? But they are actually stone tools..."

"I really envy you." Wang Jianye said suddenly.

Seeing his mouth moving, Zhang Yang quickly shut up.

Fortunately, the wind on the rooftop was not very strong, so I could hear what he was saying clearly.

"You are young, you still have a career to pursue, and you don't have to be troubled by love..."

If this sounds normal, it would be quite irritating if you think about it carefully.

But now, it gives people a lifeless feeling.

"Interrupt him, don't let him continue talking like this." The firefighter said in Zhang Yang's ear.

Zhang Yang quickly spoke:

"You can also pursue your career, make the Hailin Museum bigger and stronger, and create greater glory."

"With Teacher Wang here and you here, the museum can no longer make money, and it will be easy to become one of the top private museums in the country. We can even go to Europe and the world."

Wang Jianye fell silent after hearing Zhang Yang's words.

"What? Don't you believe it?"

"I believe it, but it has nothing to do with me!" Wang Jianye suddenly cried.

"It doesn't matter, do you want to..."

Zhang Yang was still about to speak, but suddenly felt his wrist tighten. Looking back, the firefighter shook his head at him.

Wang Jianye saw this scene, wiped his tears, and shouted at the police and firefighters:

"This has nothing to do with publicity. It's my own problem. Don't bother him."

“I was already grateful to him for talking to me before I left.”

"I know, we won't." The firefighters quickly assured: "We know he is your good friend."

"Friends? I don't deserve it!" Wang Jianye shook his head.

"If I were still in the UK, I could still be friends with Zhang Yang, but in the past few months, I have destroyed myself." After saying that, he held his head in pain.

At the firefighter's signal, Zhang Yang spoke again:

"How could it be? Director of the Hailin Museum, you are definitely considered a young talent in Linhai!"

…

On the rooftop, Zhang Yang was earnestly persuading Wang Jianye.

On the road next to the Hailin Museum, in a slowly approaching van, Wang Xuerong, who had a bandage on his forehead, was holding a fruit knife on Fang Tiantian's neck and said viciously:

"Don't pretend to be calm. I know you are afraid of death. If my brother hadn't said he wanted to see you, you would have died."

"Stop pretending." Fang Tiantian smiled contemptuously: "You know that the reason why things got to this point is because of you, who asked Wang Jianye to give me those animal products."

"If I hadn't been too careful, I would be in jail now."

"so what?"

"If you don't want to sell those things, what's the problem?"

Wang Xuerong gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to swing the knife.

"Haha, you know that I just want your brother's money."

Fang Tiantian raised her eyebrows, looking indifferent.

"Who would have thought that the owner of the Hailin Museum owns as many antiques as a mountain, but only has a few million in his bank card!"

"If you don't have enough financial strength, don't be in a hurry to have sex with me."

"Okay, let me go out and persuade your useless brother. Otherwise, if you look like this, you really want to kill me. I really admire your family."

…

"I can't manage this museum." Wang Jianye said painfully: "Actually, I told my uncle a long time ago that he was unwilling to manage it by himself."

"Later, when I came back from Yangcheng, I planned to hire you as the curator, but uncle still didn't agree."

"He always thinks that because I have a high degree of education, I will be able to learn all the knowledge about antiques quickly."

"But I simply can't do it!"

In excitement, Wang Jianye suddenly stood up.

"Wait, listen to me first." Zhang Yang shouted loudly.

"Have you ever thought about it, your uncle!"

Wang Jianye kept moving and turned to face the railing.

"And your parents!"

"And Sister Xuerong!"

Maybe Wang Jianye felt guilty for his cousin. When he heard Wang Xuerong's name, he stopped and turned his head to look at Zhang Yang.

"Huh~" Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he was right.

He continued to play the emotional card: "I know why you hit her, and I know even more that your sister will blame you and hate you because of this, but if you commit suicide, she will still feel guilty for the rest of her life."

"Because she will feel that this situation is caused by her."

"No, you know the reason behind it." Wang Jianye shook his head and stared directly at Zhang Yang: "You should still remember the jade bracelet."

"So after I die, I hope you can tell my sister that this matter has nothing to do with her and I deserve it."

"I won't tell you. You have to say it yourself." Zhang Yang shook his head and refused decisively.

Don't agree to anything, especially if it's a last word. This is what the police told Zhang Yang when he went upstairs just now.

"It's okay, they have a law enforcement recorder, this one can't be turned off."

Wang Jianye grinned and shouted at the police camera:

"I, Wang Jianye, committed suicide and it has nothing to do with anyone else. If I have to say who killed me, it would be myself!"

After saying that, he turned around, climbed over the railing, and jumped down.

…

A minute before that, beside the cordon on the ground, Wang Xuerong covered the knife with her clothes and held it behind Fang Tiantian, trying to take her upstairs.

But he was stopped by the police at the top of the stairs.

"Who are you?"

"She is Director Wang's girlfriend, and I am his cousin. We are here to persuade him."

"Are you Director Wang's girlfriend, Fang Tiantian?" the policeman asked in surprise, "We're finally here. We kept your phone turned off when we called you."

"Quick, I'll take you up."

"Wait a minute." Fang Tiantian suddenly stopped the police: "I don't know the woman behind me, and she's not Director Wang's cousin."

"Huh?" The policeman subconsciously became alert and looked at Wang Xuerong: "Madam, please show me your ID."

"Bleach!" Wang Xuerong yelled angrily and immediately started to touch the mobile phone in her pocket.

But in this moment of distraction, Fang Tiantian escaped from the tip of her knife, and then quickly ran out.

Wang Xuerong hurriedly chased after him, but just after taking two steps, a black shadow fell from the sky.

It happened to hit Fang Tiantian.

Blood immediately spread on the ground. Wang Xuerong saw the identity of the black figure clearly and exclaimed: "Jianye!"

…

Seven days later, Linhai First People's Hospital.

Zhang Yang accompanied Wang Guosheng and looked at Wang Jianye who was still sleeping through the glass of the ward.

"Teacher, I just asked the doctor. Director Wang's vital signs and various data are all fine. He has woken up once before. However, because he is suspected of negligent death, the police do not allow him to see outsiders."

"Yeah, thank you for your hard work, Zhang Yang, this is what our Wang family owes you."

After Wang Guosheng finished speaking, he turned around and knelt down to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang quickly helped him up: "You are asking me to shorten my life! In fact, I didn't do anything, it was Sister Xedong's husband who was helping me."

Speaking of Wang Xuerong, Wang Guosheng's eyes dimmed and he sighed...

This book is not a lawyer's book, so this is the only story like this, don't worry. (The plot requires it, but I can’t avoid it with my writing skills)