It''s about 40 minutes'' drive from the airport to the city. Just a few kilometers out of the car, Lin Han, sitting in the back, suddenly slapped the door of the car and yelled, "stop, stop."
Creak a sound, Lin Han directly stepped on the brake, looked back and asked: "what''s the matter?"
"I want to get out of the car."
Li Nanan said to his bald head, who sneered at him, "I don''t like to be looked back at by people. If you can stop your dog from looking back, I promise you to send me to the city."
"Boy, you are so crazy that you want to die?"
From the moment Li Nanfang got on the bus, he was able to bear his bald head. Now he can''t help it. He suddenly kneels down from his seat and raises his hand to catch him.
"Hadron, stop it!"
Lin Han gave a sharp drink.
However, as if he couldn''t hear it, Qiangzi continued to reach for Li Nanfang, who was hiding by the door of the inner car.
"Do you want to work in Chengda group?"
Lin Han raised his hand and pushed Qiangzi onto his seat. He scolded, "can you grow a little more brain? You''ll watch tonight. Hum, I''ll teach you a lesson later."
After listening to Lin Han''s words, Qiangzi, gnashing his teeth, immediately shrunk like a deflated ball.
He had the courage not to listen to his cousin''s words, but his heart shuddered when he thought of the cold and arrogant general manager Li.
After stopping Qiangzi from going crazy, Lin Han said coldly to Li Nanan: "go away."
If it''s not for the sake of heirloom, I''ll have to knock your teeth out of my mouth with your words on it.
As soon as he closed the door, Linhan started the car and roared away.
Mr. Li only asked Li Nanfang to be released on bail, but he didn''t say that he had to be taken back to the city. Just now he was wondering whether to leave him in the middle of the road. He couldn''t bear that Qiangzi offered to get off the bus. This is exactly what Lin Han meant. He let him go.
At this time, it was more than two o''clock in the morning, and the roads under the orange street lights were particularly empty, but there were also occasional cars passing by, most of which were vans, which were to transport things to the city or to the outside before dawn.
A hotel is open 24 hours a day. You can see from a distance that there is no hair in front of the hall door, and the security guards are looking for a place to steal lazy cats.
As for the barbecue stand in front of the parking lot of the hotel, it has already been removed and the sanitation has been cleaned up.
Looking back, Li Nanfang felt as if he was a ghost.
winds blow, the leaves of the French Wutong on the roadside are swaying, and the mottled lights scatter on the south face of Li, which is very strange and gloomy.
He wanted to curse his mother.
Jumping foot curse mother!
His heirloom hidden in the streetlight pole has disappeared.
Is there a guy who has nothing to do when he is full, and will pay attention to the hidden things in the lamppost?
For this heirloom, Li Nanfang tried his best to get rid of the stalkers on his way back. He did not hesitate to find an opportunity to cooperate with the police when he was taken back to the police station, sacrificing his little brother to peek at the fake police flowers -
at such a high price, Li Nanfang was in vain in the end.
Who, who is not angry?
But no matter how angry, what?
The streetlight pole couldn''t speak, so he couldn''t tell Li Nanfang who had taken his heirloom. Only when he kicked him hard, he made two buzzing noises to protest against the unfair treatment.
It won''t be the diners, the stall owners, or the passers-by.
Li Nanfang is sure of this.
If one of them had taken his heirloom, the fake police flower would have known.
Li Nanfang was taken away, rhinitis plain clothes will certainly leave people, continue to monitor the scene, until the police station came to the news, will not withdraw.
The person who takes the Heirloom must be quite arrogant. Otherwise, he must not take things under the supervision of the dark line.
"Who is it?"
Li Nanfang looked up at the light and murmured.
The light, of course, doesn''t speak. It just sprinkles the light on the antique scroll.
Jinghong life slowly opened the scroll and laid it flat on the table.
On the opposite side of the case is Xie Qingshang.
After seeing the woman on the scroll, old Xie''s eyes obviously jumped a few times, threw half of the cigarette on the ground and ground it with his feet.
The living room of jinghongming''s family is not big, but it is cleaned up by his wife. If it was not for Xie Qingshang''s personal visit, even if the first deputy bureau of the supreme Security Bureau came to visit, he would have to put on slippers, let alone throw cigarette butts. Even if he spoke more excitedly and spit, he would be disgusted by Jing Hongfu.
Jinghong lady has an unusual cleanliness habit, many people think so.
But if you let them see, wearing a pair of cloth shoes with clay soles, not only did not change the slippers, but also littered cigarette ends, sitting beside them to make tea for them, Mrs. Jinghong would know that she was not clean.To be able to be so unscrupulous in Jinghong''s family, it''s just a few people who are hurt by gratitude.
As for the younger generation of Lao Xie and others, if they dare to learn from them, it''s just that their buttocks itch.
"Do you have a magnifying glass?"
Thanks the feeling injury hands press on the case several, the head also does not return to ask.
Mrs. Jinghong immediately put down the tea cup, walked quickly to the front of the cabinet, opened the drawer and took out a magnifying glass.
"The magnifying glass is not very useful. Just with the naked eye, you can see these patterns on the censer. They are very strange and may contain some information. "
Waiting for Xie Qingshang to lie down on the scroll, chin almost touched and looked at several times, but did not see anything else, Jinghong life just shook his head and said.
Xie Qingshang did not speak, still did not look back to the magnifying glass back, just like he knew that Jinghong lady would catch it.
How much weight can a pair of reels with a width of only 10 cm and a length of about half a meter?
Xie Qingshang can be picked up, the blue veins on the back of the hand are very clear under the light.
He held the scroll flat in his hands and leaned slowly to the left and right in front of the light.
The use of light to see the secret that may be hidden in the portrait is nothing to Xie Qingshang.
Jing Hongming narrows her eyes slightly, holds her breath and stares at the portrait.
The ancient maid on the portrait is still carrying a hoe, like Lin Daiyu.
Five minutes later, Xie Qingshang put down the scroll, and Jing Hongming looked at each other. They shook their heads together.
There is no secret in the scroll, except that it is old enough and the pattern on the censer is very strange.
In short, this is an ancient painting with a price of about half a million dollars.
But if it was just an ancient painting, how could Li Nanfang try his best to hide it by his side?
Xie Qingshang is not Li NanFang''s father, but he is only half of his father. It''s clear that if this guy didn''t see some great value from the scroll, he would never have scorned to fight against the Americans and the mi13 for $500000.
Long ago, he called Jing Hongming and took this scroll as a "atonement for one''s merits" and offered treasure on his own initiative.
What''s more, if it''s just ancient paintings, why do people from mi13 pay so much for it?
Why do Americans go out to pursue their wives like they were stolen?
Jing Hongming did not know why these two reasons were mainly related to their duties.
But he would never go to mi13 to ask what was going on. He was still very disciplined. Since there was a case over there, he would not meddle in indiscriminately. If Li Nan Nan Nan was not involved in this matter, there would be nothing worthy of their being a thief.
At the beginning, they wanted to contact Li Nanfang and ask him to confess the secrets in this scroll.
After thinking about it, I couldn''t do it.
If Li Nanfang knew that they had taken something, no matter how upset he was in his heart, he would not dare to ask for it. This is for sure.
It is also certain that Li Nanfang will not be in a hurry when he learns that things have been passed by them.
According to the intelligence quotient of those people in mi13, we can immediately infer that things have been taken away by them, and they will give up thorough investigation of Li Nanfang, come to the door, take Jing Hongming''s hand, and say well, why should you intervene in this case.
Therefore, Lao Xie and Xie will not let anyone know that they took the scroll.
"What to do?"
After Jing Hongming rolls up the scroll and puts it in a box, Lao Xie asks.
"What do you mean?" asked Jing Hongming
"I''ll take it back."
"Good."
"Start now."
"Good."
Jinghongming''s words are not much, nodding immediately picked up the microphone, began to arrange the car.
Oh!
When the wheels passed through a small pool of water, they splashed a lot of water. Lao song, who was driving a box of goods to a hospital canteen to deliver food, played a tune and looked at the rearview mirror outside the car window.
When song''s eyes fell, he suddenly fell back.
He saw a foot.
One foot sagged down from the top of the box, swinging with the inertia of the car.
"Sleeping trough, how can I have a foot in my car?"
Suddenly, the frightened old song, in the heart roared a voice, raised his foot and stamped on the brake.
After the sudden emergency brake, the sudden stop tire and the ground friction, issued a piercing scream.
"You sister, you can''t talk to Laozi before braking?"
Li Nanfang was lying on his back on the top of the truck. He had just fallen asleep. He suddenly felt that his body was flying briskly. He immediately realized what was going on. He reached out to grab the carriage. The inertia caused by the sudden stop of the car made him float forward like a kite out of control.A few of the mirrors didn''t touch and rolled off on the left.
Anyone who sees a person like a kite, drawing a beautiful arc in the air --- slapping on the ground, two rolling will no longer move, will be scared to death.
This is a disaster.
Old song was kind all his life. He never bullied the old, disabled and sick. At most, he kept a lazy girl college student out of the house to hide from the Yellow faced woman at home. How could such a disaster happen?
No need to get out of the car to see, old song also knew that the man below, had already hung up.
It''s hard for us to fall down at such a fast speed and not hang up.
Escape?
No one saw it anyway.
I remember, there didn''t seem to be any monitors here.
The old song dynasty extremely difficult swallows the saliva, the eyeball son in the gurgling disorderly turn.
But if he ran away, if the goods on the ground could be rescued, wouldn''t it kill him?
A few hundred meters ahead is Jinghua hospital. According to the relationship between old song and director Liu of logistics, we can arrange doctors to rescue the goods as soon as possible.
Escape or not?
Or you''d better run away. Anyway, old song just thought of this place, but the goods that had fallen and hung up suddenly rolled under his tire.
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