Birds stand on the branches at dusk and sing to attract their companions. On the quiet road near the suburbs of the city, green trees quickly retreated outside the car window. Cai Zhao, who looked as beautiful as a flower, raised his legs, swayed his toes lightly, withdrew his gaze from the car window, and opened his red lips slightly: "The Sun family is one of the richest people in China. Do you think those cultural relics are fakes?"

She was the woman on the beach before.

"How could it be a fake from the family? Then the Sun family is so embarrassed." The man leaning against the seat cushion and closed his eyes to rest was the fisherman on the beach, named Qi Shouheng. As the car drove, he spoke lazyly: "However, I heard that those things are the things of Bai Ning, the eunuch in the special period of Beiwu. If there is a real person, whisper, our history textbook will probably be modified."

Then, take out a cigarette and light it.

The woman frowned and turned her face, stretched out her hand without any trace and flicked it. The cigarette was bounced out by her delicate fingers and rolled under her seat.

“I don’t like smelling smoke in the car.”

The man named Qi Shouheng was stunned for a moment and put away the cigarette box in disappointment. At this moment, a lonely and lonely figure sat in the passenger seat and made a simple tone: "I'm here, prepare to get off the bus."

As they spoke, four or five such cars followed behind the black car they were in, passing through an arched iron gate and driving into a tree-lined path. At the end was a sculptured fountain. Three contiguous villas were built in the shape of a U-shaped villa, and there was a quiet forest around them. In the afterglow of the night, accompanied by the cicadas, the villa was filled with vitality and spirit.

Bang bang bang... After several consecutive sounds of the car door, figures in black suits walked out of the car and guarded several old men towards the villa in the middle.

Qi Shouheng looked at the magnificent buildings and sighed: "The rich are really magnificent."

"Many of the people with backgrounds at home are rich people, and the truth is unchanging." Cai Zhao hugged his arms and smiled like a flower, handed over a color, and then followed the experts.

When I walked into the hall, there was a noisy sound coming from inside, as if someone had an argument. Soon, with a loud bang, the sound of porcelain breaking on the ground sounded.

The obscene figure who took off his sunglasses, a shallow white scar leaned down on his face, and a smile appeared on his pretty tough face, "It seems that some people in this family still disagree. If there is a quarrel, it may be inconvenient for us to go in the living room, so let's wait. The owner will naturally come to entertain us after the argument."

While they turned the route, the second floor study room was still rotating.

"If you say you give me something, you will give me it to me. It was left to us by my grandfather. It was passed down from generation to generation to generation until today."

"When grandpa was alive, why didn't you do this?"

"...Is someone threatening you? Who?! Tell me, the son will do him immediately."

In the room where the quarrels, a young man kept scolding, reasoning, and even cursing. The middle-aged man at the desk opposite was sitting on a chair with a serious expression but without saying a word.

After a while, when the young man stopped, he said: "Pilgrimage, you are young and energetic. I don't blame you for what you said today. My father has made a decision on this matter, so naturally he will not change it. Several experts sent by the Cultural Relics Bureau are probably here. The matter is a foregone conclusion. Don't mess around anymore."

"I'm just messing around... Grandpa will probably crawl out of the coffin and beat you to death." The young man raised the lamp on the table in anger and slammed it on the wall with a bang. The lampshade flew out, and pieces splashed everywhere.

"Your grandfather is cremated, only boxes." The middle-aged man was the young father, the current leader of the Sun family, Sun Shuqi. The young man who lost his temper was called Sun Pyramid, a standard three generations of wealthy people, but he did not like to go in and out of fireworks, and did not like to compete for power and wealth. Instead, he was more keen on martial arts.

If you get angry, you can even scold me.

"Old man, you can!" Sun Pyramid Bibi's thumbs up and slammed the door. When he walked downstairs and passed by the living room, he glanced at the more than ten appraisal teams led by the Cultural Relics Bureau over there. He raised a middle finger very arrogantly and left. The butler apologized to everyone in embarrassment, which made the senior experts press their anger. After a moment, Sun Shuqi also fell down, followed by several bodyguards holding several wooden boxes. He bowed: "I have let everyone wait for a long time. The dog was in a state of trouble just now. The rich family came out of the house and they were a little arrogant. I hope to give it more."

"Is this old man Sun Shuqi? Very well-educated." Qi Shouheng said, looking through the floor-to-ceiling window at the back of a purple sports car, muttering: "..., how could you teach such a son..."

"Then let's start." Sun Shuqi smiled and waved his hands, holding the wooden box bodyguard lined up in the hall. The servant brought a long table and presented the things in the box one by one.

...

While the atmosphere in the hall became warm, there was a roar outside, and the sports car grabbed the ground and turned the tires. The moment the blue smoke sprayed out, the car rushed out and disappeared into the tree-lined path in the blink of an eye.

After driving out of the gate, he turned into the street and passed by a green taxi. The taxi walked forward for a while. After passing the intersection, he stopped on the side of the road. Bai Ning, wearing a white suit and sunglasses, walked down empty-handedly. He looked at the intersection where he left here and knew that it was the road leading to the Sun Family Villa.

Then, he found a small shop selling jewelry and bought a mask. When it came out, it gradually became darker.

In the Sun Family Villa, the street lights on the forest were lit, and the red and green lights in the pool below the sculpture were paved, and the splashing water also decorated the colors.

In the hall, the identification was over. Judging from the excited state of the experts' red faces, Qi Shouheng had already confirmed that the things in front of him were real, and there was a faint look of excitement on his face. The scar man who had been calm next to him pulled over the communicator with his collar.

"After the identification of the cultural relics is confirmed to be true, the escort team will come over and gather immediately."

When the voice fell, the discussion was still verbally speaking.

"It's okay to say other cultural relics, but this strange knife in Guli is unbelievable. The admiral of the East Factory asked a craftsman to make it, but he couldn't even open the scabbard..."

"It's true, but judging from the shape of the scabbard, it's a bit similar to the Tang sword, and it's like a combination of Tang sword and straight sword. However, the blade is too long and is not suitable for fighting with people."

"... Maybe it's just a jewelry. Okay, let's talk about it here. Let's quickly send these national treasures into the car. It's not too late to go back to the bureau to discuss it." An old man smiled and bowed to Sun Shuqi: "Mr. Sun's generous contributions are my admiration. I won't bother now. When the rewards are given to him, I will send them to Mr. Sun with his own hands."

"You are kind to you, professor, I'll give it to you."

"No, please stay." Qi Shouheng, Cai Zhao and others, who had been serving as foils, took over the right to defend and command at this time, and stopped Sun Shuqi from approaching. They took the cultural relics to the several cars parked there with the cultural relics.

Seeing the lights of the vehicle lights on and driving out, Sun Shuqi's smile turned cold, "If I hadn't been in a hurry to throw these hot potatoes out, I'd have given them to you."

He snorted coldly and walked back to the villa with his men.

Shortly after the convoy drove out of the Sun family villa, five or six black cars following from the other streets vaguely protected one of the cars in the middle. In the closed windows, there were men and women, uniform clothing, and the same serious and calm expression, observing the cars, bicycles and pedestrians passing by.

Step on

There were sheets for drying on the roof. The clothes were lifted up, and a figure ran from the roof along the edge, four or five meters apart, and the figure floated by, so fast that it was almost like a gust of wind. In the black environment, it was even more difficult to distinguish.

Half an hour later, the convoy left the bustling suburbs, and there were fewer and fewer people. Then he drove onto an overpass. Qi Shouheng looked at the car behind him that was keeping speed and laughed: "It's still so calm. It seems that nothing is wrong this time. Although the media has exposed it, the identification was carried out secretly after all, and there is no decent organization in China, so it's a bit too big."

On the co-pilot, Scar faced the face of this escort operation, "The above attaches great importance to it. After all, it is a national treasure. When it comes to historical celebrities, it naturally needs to be strictly protected. Don't take it lightly after you and I have eaten this food." As he said that, he took out a device as big as a palm from his arms and threw it behind.

"Hold it, this escort is not played. Your eyes are absent. The green dot on it is the person who has an identifier installed. The red dot next to it is a passerby. If someone approaches us to a dangerous distance, it will send an alarm."

The figure that was flying in the dark night jumped up from the top of the last building, stepped onto the street light, pulled up again and flew towards the next street light.

Qi Shouhengju looked at something like a radar in front of him, "High-tech, when did it come out? Is it a standard configuration?"

However, as he said that, the thing in his hand sounded dripping, and Cai Zhao next to him frowned, "Someone is approaching?" She looked over and glanced at her, and there was indeed a red dot leaning towards the center.

"Oh... there will always be passers-by, nervous..." Qi Shouheng said indifferently, and just put the recognition alarm on his leg.

Beep... and screamed again, and the team leader on the co-pilot frowned.

"Another sound... it seems something is wrong." The man and woman in the back seat said in unison, and then... Didi... Didi, and it sounded very quickly and without interruption.

The figure on the co-pilot quickly turned around and grabbed it to see that a red dot quickly moved towards the center, and even a leap-forward flash appeared.

"What..." Cai Zhaoming's eyes were surprised. At the same time, Qi Shouheng next to him pulled the communicator and shouted inside: "The three groups are OK. Something happened. An unknown person is approaching here. In your left hand direction, please check the interception immediately."

The figure walked through the dim lights, and the leather shoes stepped on a street light.

A car behind the convoy slowed down. A man in black lowered the window and looked into the driveway on his left. There were no vehicles or pedestrians there. Subconsciously, he looked up.

The street lights that crossed the line of sight were shaking and stretching forward. He vaguely saw something flying over from above and immediately picked up the communicator.

"There is something above our heads..."

As the words came out, a darkness hit her head, and it was a loud bang. The driving car deviated from the road, and it hit the guardrail of the viaduct, shattering.
Chapter completed!