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

"Comrade Police, I am Xue Renfa's wife Liu Dongmei. Is there anything you two who are asking my old Xue?"

The two policemen were one tall and one short. The tall collar was a triangular star. This represented the third-level superintendent in the 92-style police uniform. The shorter policeman looked younger. The collar was two arrow-shaped stars, which meant that the young policeman was a first-level policeman.

The two policemen did not answer Liu Dongmei's words, but looked at the yard with vigilant eyes, and focused on the things spread on the ground and Yang Jing's body.

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

The law enforcement of police comrades in this era is far less standardized than that in later generations. At the very least, these two people did not do this by presenting a police officer certificate.

However, Liu Dongmei immediately became flustered by the sharp eyes of the third-level police superintendent. Nowadays, the police are still quite intimidating in the eyes of ordinary people.

"I, my man is out..." Liu Dongmei said silly.

"When will he be back?"

"But, maybe in a while, he's going out to find a car."

"Looking for a car? Why do you want to find a car? Do you want to take these cultural relics away?" The third-level police superintendent asked step by step, and Liu Dongmei was stunned when she asked.

The young first-level policeman looked at Yang Jing, pulled the third-level police superintendent, and whispered 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's it? Why are you here to make a fortune in Xue Ren?"

Yang Jing was stunned for a moment, but he still said calmly: "Who are you?" After experiencing the incident of being invited by the police in London for tea, facing such a situation, Yang Jing was able to handle the current situation rationally.

"Who are we? Can't you see what we are wearing? I'm asking you now, please answer it."

Yang Jing shook his head slightly and said, "There are too many scammers these days. Although you two are wearing police uniforms, this does not mean that you are serious police officers. I think, according to regulations, you two should show relevant legal documents to prove your identity before enforcing the law. If you don't have legal documents, I refuse to answer your questions."

The older third-level police superintendent was stunned by Yang Jing's words, while the young first-level police officer was a little embarrassed and wanted to step forward, but he was grabbed by the third-level police officer.

The third-level police superintendent nodded slightly, then took out a certificate from his shirt pocket, which clearly stated the words "official certificate". The third-level police superintendent placed the front of the police license in front of Yang Jing, and then opened the police license so that Yang Jing could clearly see the content inside.

"Did you see clearly? This is my police officer certificate. I am Ma Shaohua, a third-level police officer at Panjiayuan Police Station. This is my colleague, Li Dong, a first-level police officer at Panjiayuan Police Station."

Yang Jing nodded, "Police Officer, what are you doing with me?"

Ma Shaohua put the ID back in his pocket and said seriously: "We received reports from the public that someone is conducting a cultural relic reselling activity here."

"Reselling cultural relics? Police officer, are you referring to these things?" Yang Jing pointed to the manuscript materials that were 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's your name? Why are you here?"

"Police officer, my name is Albert Yang, a British Chinese. I bought these things for the money and kept them here temporarily. Now I am going to pull these things away, so of course I will stand here."

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

"Yes, this is my passport. I came to Yanjing last night. Because I have been looking forward to the ghost market in Yanjing for a long time, I want to come to the ghost market to buy something for collection. Look, the things you two saw were all bought in the market today."

The two police officers hesitated for a moment, Li Dong reached out to take Yang Jing's "passport", turned it over and looked carefully, and then whispered to Ma Shaohua: "Captain, this passport should be real."

Although Li Dong's voice was not loud, Yang Jing could hear it. Yang Jing couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth slightly.

Just kidding, this is the counterfeiting technology in 2017. In this era, even a real passport is not necessarily better than a robber. With the knowledge of these police comrades in this era, it would be strange if they could see that this was a fake certificate. Perhaps if they were transferred to a professional police officer who specialized in hosting passports abroad, they might also check the records of Yang Jing’s entry and exit from customs, but such ordinary police officers at police stations do not have the power to check, and they may not even have seen their passports...

This carefully prepared "passport" is synonymous with high spirits in this era, and in this era, Weak Guoren has a very high status in China...

The reason why Yang Jing prepared such a fake passport before the time travel was that he was afraid that someone would cause trouble. Although Yang Jing was reluctant to turn himself into a foreigner, Yang Jing had no choice. But now it seems that his worries at that time were not useless, and this fake passport has now worked.

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

Yang Jing nodded and said, "Yes, I bought these things today. Although I am a British Chinese, I like our domestic culture very much. You two should understand that what I said is not fake. My Chinese was taught by my father since he was a child, so my Chinese has always been good."

After a pause, Yang Jing continued, "It is precisely because I have always longed for China that I have returned to China for the first time. I want to see the beautiful scenery of my motherland and at the same time prepare to do something for my motherland. Just so I happened to hear that there is a ghost market in Panjiayuan today, so I came here and bought these things to collect them."

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

"So many people are surrounding the door, what are you doing?" Lao Xue's loud voice suddenly sounded outside the door. With this sound, Lao Xue pushed the bicycle and walked in quickly from outside.

When he saw the two police comrades, Lao Xue, who was still full of momentum just now, suddenly withered.

"Oh, isn't this a horse team? Why are you here for me today?" Lao Xue leaned against the wall, lowered her head and bowed her head and greeted the third-level police superintendent.

Perhaps because Yang Jing, a British Chinese, was by his side, Police Officer Ma's tone became much more polite, and he said to Xue Renfa with a smile: "Old Xue, our office just received a call from the police saying that someone in your family is reselling cultural relics, so I will bring Xiao Li to take a look."

When Xue Renfa heard this, a hint of anger flashed across his face. Obviously, Lao Xue couldn't stand this slander. However, he still suppressed his anger well and said with a smile: "Captain Ma, how could anyone resell cultural relics here? You don't know what business I am in. I have all purchased these things from the scrap station. I have documents issued by the acquisition station here."

As he said that, Lao Xue looked at Yang Jing, slapped his forehead and said with a sudden realization, "Captain Ma, don't you suspect Mr. Yang reselling cultural relics? Oh, those guys who report randomly call the police without knowing the situation. It's really damn. Mr. Yang and I met in the ghost market in the morning. Mr. Yang bought a few items in the ghost market. Because there was no place to put them on, he rented the room in my house. And Mr. Yang also bought all the junk I bought from the scrap station. Mr. Yang is a legitimate business, how could he resell cultural relics?"

The horse team did not say anything, but the young police officer named Li Dong next to him suddenly spoke to Yang Jing.

But he didn't speak Chinese, but English. A series of English spit out of the young police officer's mouth, not to mention it, it was quite smooth.

As soon as Officer Li spoke English, Yang Jing knew what it meant. Obviously, these two policemen were very vigilant. After they could not find any problems with their passports, they used this method to test them.

Didn’t you say you are a Chinese in English? Then can you understand what the English I speak means?

Although these two policemen believed in Yang Jing's appearance 80% of them, after all, this young man had a pair of blue pupils, and the Chinese could not have such a color pupil. However, what should be tested must be tested.

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

Lao Xue usually sets up stalls in the market and has been exposed to bad people, but his English level is limited to the level of "it's enough to come and go, nodding and shaking his head to death". When he communicates with foreigners, he always talks and gestures. The foreign languages ​​spoken by Officer Li are no different from listening to heaven for Lao Xue.

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

If Officer Li speaks Mandarin with the flavor of corn stubble, then Yang Jing speaks Mandarin spoken by the broadcaster of the serious news broadcast. Although they are all in English, everyone can hear the difference between the two.

As Yang Jing said, Officer Li's face changed suddenly. His English at the middle school in the police academy was almost all American English. He had never heard of this legendary London accent...

After Yang Jing smiled and said, he looked at the Officer Li quietly, while the young Officer Li looked defeated.

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

"Mr. Yang, although I believe you are not reselling cultural relics, and I believe you are a Chinese British, as police officers, since we have received a report and have a police report, we must have a complete investigation result. So sorry, Mr. Yang, we need to take a look at the things you purchased, and you also need to explain how you handle the things you purchased."

Yang Jing spread his hands and said, "This is fine. Everything is placed here, but these things are all bought in the ghost market. I believe you also know what the situation in the ghost market is. These things cannot have invoices or purchase agreements, but someone can prove the origin of these things, because before they were placed in Brother Xue, I once stored these things in the market duty room."

Lao Xue added from the side: "Captain Ma, Mr. Yang is right. The old money in the market can prove that Mr. Yang's things were bought in the ghost market."

Yang Jing knew that the old money in the duty room could not really prove that these things were bought from the ghost market, but this matter was obvious. Who was walking around with a bronze statue in the early morning? Only when the buyer bought the things and couldn't get them, would he store them there. Even if these two police officers went to the market duty room to inquire, the old money would probably explain this.

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

The Officer Ma nodded, but still led the Officer Li to the manuscript documents spread on the ground.

Lao Xue also followed him up and took out two red stamps from his pocket to show Officer Ma. Yang Jing knew that one of them was issued by the boss of the scrap purchase station this morning - you expect the scrap purchase station to issue you a formal invoice, which is purely a joke. Usually, the scrap station issues such documents with red stamps.

But this can be done, at least it can prove that these manuscript documents were bought from scrap stations.

And now is not the era of the information explosion. If these two police officers see these precious manuscript documents in the next fifteen years, they will definitely understand the value of these things. But now, you can ask these police officers to solve the case, but it is even more joking to let them identify the value of these things.

Even the staff of the archives and archives that abandoned these manuscripts and documents did not know the value of these things. How could these police comrades know? They were not criminal police officers who specialized in detecting reselling cultural relics. They were just ordinary police officers in the police station.

Sure enough, Captain Ma and Officer Li lost interest after a few strokes. Even after seeing the statue of Shiva, the Dance King, took over the statue of the Ganges, they did not recognize that the bronze statue with a strange shape would be a national treasure of India. Originally, Officer Li was still 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.
Chapter completed!