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Chapter 175 Cultural Invasion (please vote)

At five o'clock in the afternoon, He Yijun left with the food delivery personnel, and the armed agents began to disassemble their weapons for maintenance. Zuo Zhong and Wu Chunyang stood by the window, carefully observing one on the left and the other on the right.

Zuo Zhong's thoughts turned from Japanese tomb robbers to ancient tombs, and from ancient tombs to antiques. He was analyzing a lot of information in his mind. He felt that there were many situations that needed to be rethought, and something was wrong.

 Are these three parties really a cooperation? Is the purpose really the things in the ancient tomb? Are they sure there must be funerary objects worth digging up?

He was silent for a long time and then asked Wu Chunyang a question: "Chunyang, do you think these people rob tombs for money or for antiques?"

Wu Chunyang, who was concentrating on monitoring, didn't react for a moment. After being stunned for a while, he wondered: "Isn't this the same thing? Antiques can also be converted into money."

Zuo Zhong shook his head: "It's different. As the saying goes, antiques in prosperous times are gold in troubled times. In these days, who do they trade with when they find antiques?

The economic situation in Japan is not optimistic and it has not completely recovered from the economic crisis. Even if Japanese people are interested in Chinese antiques, how much can they buy? "

Before Wu Chunyang could answer, Zuo Zhong continued: "Ningbo is located at the seaside and in the south of the Yangtze River. The soil is acidic and has a lot of water. No one knows what is going on in the ancient tomb. In the end, they may only dig out a ball of mud. And bone scraps.

These Japanese tomb robbers are very professional, wouldn’t they have thought of this possibility? Once this happens, they will lose all their money. With such great uncertainty, it makes no sense why businessmen like the Japan Chamber of Commerce would take risks to participate. "

Wu Chunyang's head is a little messy now. Hearing what Zuo Zhong said, he also felt something was wrong. What on earth are the Japanese doing with so much effort? It couldn't be digging soil in Xiaoguan Mountain. It was really weird.

He couldn't think of other possibilities and felt that the section chief was thinking too much. He said euphemistically: "No matter what they want to do, they must have an ulterior motive. We will find out when we catch them."

After hearing this, Zuo Zhong smiled to himself: "You're right, I'm just surprised that the spy didn't show up. Maybe the master really regards money as dirt, so let's continue to monitor him."

At six o'clock in the evening, the number of pedestrians outside gradually dwindled, and the common people began to eat New Year's Eve dinner. The usually flamboyant black men were nowhere to be seen.

Song Minghao, who entered the scene in advance, sent someone back to report that the operatives had sneaked into hiding in batches and the surrounding roads could be cut off at any time.

 Wu Chunyang turned around and ordered: "Everyone is waiting for orders to prepare to set off, and pay attention to disguise and vigilance."

Zuo Zhong ignored his orders and stared at the target with his binoculars. The opponent should have moved.

At this time, in the target's big house, the tomb robbers were kneeling on the ground. The young man stood expressionlessly in front of the crowd. Behind him were Takikawa Bunta and the strong man disguised as a beggar. The scene was very solemn.

The young man glanced at his watch: "I say it again, no one is allowed to hide or steal items from the tomb. Violators will be severely punished. Do you hear me?"

Takigawa Bunta also yelled: "The Viscount's family released you people who have committed capital crimes from prison and asked you to work for Lin Fu's family.

 This is a great honor. Before doing anything, everyone should think more about your family members in China and not have unrealistic illusions. "

After finishing speaking, Takikawa Bunta flattered and asked for instructions: "Master Viscount, you should stay here to rest. Just leave the dirty work to these sinners. I will keep an eye on them for you. Please don't worry."

The young man raised his hand: "This excavation is of great importance. According to the teacher's instructions, I must personally supervise the site. These tomb robbers only care about gold and silverware and do not know how to protect cultural relics."

Takigawa Bunta was suddenly enlightened and said in an admiring tone: "The Viscount studied under Mr. Hamada. He is indeed very knowledgeable and knowledgeable. These dirty rats really only know how to destroy and not protect."

The young man was too lazy to talk nonsense with the little guy and said to the strong man: "Sakamoto Yuichi, you are responsible for the security of the site. No one is allowed to leave without authorization. When the excavation is completed, we will go directly to Kanto Prefecture."

Looking at the tomb robbers kneeling on the ground, the strong man's eyes were fierce: "Hai, please rest assured, Viscount, these criminals will never have a chance to escape, but if they are in danger, please follow my arrangements."

 The young man didn't mind what he said and smiled with satisfaction: "Sakamoto, you are an elite naval officer. My father sent you to me for my safety. Of course I will follow your arrangements."

The strong man Xiong Yi said nothing and continued to stand beside the young man. Takikawa Bunta was very understanding and stepped forward to kick the tomb robber: "You are a bunch of idiots, do you want the viscount to invite you to get up?"

The tomb robbers stood up with a grimace. This Chinese young man was so strange that he wanted to conduct an archeology in the Republic of China. He was not allowed to use dangerous goods and had to ensure that the items in the tomb were intact.

These people are really ridiculous nerds. The climate in the south of the Republic of China is too humid. The funerary objects in the tombs may have rotted long ago, and perhaps only a puddle of rancid black water will remain.

This time of tomb robbery, no, the archeology may not unearth anything. There is no need to waste so much materials and energy, but who is the noble Viscount? They can only obey orders.

The young man nodded slightly, and Takigawa Bunta waved his hand: "Let's go."

A group of people walked out of the small courtyard in twos and threes, and the tomb robbers got on the truck prepared by the Japanese Chamber of Commerce. Naturally, a young man with a distinguished status would not be crowded with these low-class people. Takikawa Bunta kindly invited him to a luxury American car early. car. The two cars started racing towards the outside of the city. The strong man Sakamoto Yuichi looked behind him from time to time to make sure that no one was following him. Seeing his professional demeanor, the young man smiled and felt much more at ease. After all, this was happening in the city. The Republic of China.

As the car bumped up and down on the road, the young man's mind slowly returned to a few months ago, when he was studying archeology at the Archeology Laboratory of Tokyo Imperial University. His teacher Kosaku Hamada invited him to the office and had a conversation.

"Hakuichiro Hayashi, as the eldest son of the Lin Fu family, do you have any plans for the future?" Hamada Kosaku opened the curtains and let the sunshine in.

Because Hamada smoked, the smell in the office was really bad. Hayashi Fuichiro lowered his head and sniffed, and replied respectfully: "My father hopes that students can go to Manchuria to work and accumulate some work experience, but I would rather work in the research laboratory." Facing those cultural relics inside, it’s quiet and full of meaning.”

Hamada sat down on the chair, pressed the tobacco into his pipe and prepared to light it. He looked up at the Chinese student and put the pipe on the table: "Count Linfu is in charge of such a huge thing as Manchuria. How can I treat you like this?" Of course this only son has expectations, but you are still young, so you can try other paths. I have a special archaeological plan, are you interested in hearing about it? "

 Lin Fuyilang bowed and said: "Teacher, please do as you please, Lin Fu is willing to obey your arrangements."

Hamada Kosaku opened the drawer and handed a document to Hayashi Fuichiro: "The empire not only wants to conquer that huge country by force, but also completely destroys and destroys their spirit and civilization.

If you can achieve some results, it will not only be beneficial to your future life path, but also of great significance to your father. Next year, Earl Linfu will run for the House of Lords. "

Lin Fuyilang's heart moved. He opened the file and looked at it carefully. After a long time, he was embarrassed and said: "Teacher, is it too risky? After all, this is an archaeological excavation in the territory of the Republic of China."

Hamada Kozo walked up to him and said nonchalantly: "Whether it's digging for manpower or asking for information, it's not difficult for your family, and your father will also support your actions.

I heard that the Metropolitan Police Department has captured many skilled tomb robbers. Instead of letting these people die in prison, it is better to put them in a place where they can use their skills to make atonement for the empire.

In fact, if I were not required to preside over archaeological excavations in Manchuria, I would prefer to go to Zhejiang to see Mr. Zuiyin’s painting of the sunrise river where the flowers are as red as the fire, and the spring when the river is as green as blue. "

The car shook suddenly, and Hayashi Fuichiro woke up from his memories. He looked out the window. It was dark outside, with only a few sparks in the distance.

“How far is it to the destination?” Hayashi Fuichiro sighed and asked Takigawa Bunta in the front seat.

Takigawa Bunta asked the driver and replied in a low voice: "Sir Viscount, there is still one kilometer to reach the goal. We will get off the car at the foot of the mountain and walk up the mountain."

Hashifu Ichiro was a little nervous after hearing this. Although he had dealt with ancient tombs more than once in books and in the research room, this was the first time he had actually excavated an ancient tomb. What should he do if he was discovered?

 He felt his throat was a little dry and regretted agreeing to the matter in a hurry, but the manpower was already gathered, and the information about the ancient tomb was found through his father's connections in the navy. For this, the family paid a huge price.

Sakamoto Yuichi noticed the Viscount's nervousness and said in a deep voice: "Sir, please rest assured that in this terrain, as long as there is no large-scale encirclement and suppression by the Republic of China army, I will definitely be able to take you away."

Takigawa Bunta also patted his chest and promised: "Your Excellency Lin Fu, the Ningbo Police Station is under my strict surveillance. As long as the other party sends out police, my people will know it immediately and find a way to intercept the other party."

 “Yoshi.”

Hashi Fuichiro was a little relieved. It was a wise decision to use this kind of local snake. My father is too wise. I hope everything goes well.

The two cars stopped at the foot of Xiaoguan Mountain. Sakamoto Yuichi got out of the car, checked the surroundings, and then walked to a big tree. He embraced the tree with his hands and clamped the trunk with his feet. He climbed up the tree in a blink of an eye and arrived. From a high place, he put his hands on his eyes and looked around, and then slid them down after a while.

 He returned to the car and reported in a low voice: "There are no lights nearby. We can go up the mountain."

Hashi Fuichiro was very satisfied with his professional actions. Looking at the tomb robbers who had already gotten out of the car, he waved his hand: "Go up the mountain and start digging immediately."

The tomb robbers dispersed in a hurry and rushed to the ancient tomb. The digging was finished early. Lin Fu slowly walked up the mountain under the protection of Sakamoto Yuichi and Takikawa Bunta, as arrogantly as if he was visiting.

The agents from the Intelligence Section were lying not far away, carefully observing the situation here.

"This little Japanese is really good at showing off. How can he see anything in such a dark sky? He can climb so high without fear of falling to death." Song Minghao said disdainfully.

Wu Chunyang also shook his head: "He probably wanted to see the lights. The visibility was probably so low. He probably wanted to show off to the young man."

Zuo Zhong, who was lying next to the two men, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "Not necessarily, this person should be the Japanese navy, and he is a lookout."

I originally wanted to write a joke about the Northeastern warlord Zhang Meiyu, but then I thought about it. This is a very serious matter. If any readers encounter this kind of thing, they should learn to smile like a tiger, don't let it go, keep the evidence and call the police directly. I hope that the student readers Let’s study hard and read the novel when you have time. It's past 6 o'clock again, good morning.

 (End of this chapter)