The little catcher in the police station

After making up his mind, Miao Xiaofeng looked at Wu Hao's household registration address, then searched for the navigation, and drove towards the target.

At this moment, Miao Xiaofeng's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he saw the caller ID, it was Hou Fan calling, so he quickly answered:

"Bento, what's the matter?"

"Miao team, good news, we know the name of the person in the portrait!"

Miao Xiaofeng smiled knowingly, and they knew it, and said casually, "Is it Wu Hao?"

"Huh? You also know?"

Hou Fan on the other end of the phone obviously didn't expect Miao Xiaofeng and the others to be so fast, but then said meanly: "But you definitely don't know where he is now!"

Hearing Hou Fan's tone, Miao Xiaofeng, who knew him very well, immediately asked tentatively, "Is he in your hands?"

"Damn, how do you know? Li Yan and I just caught him."

"Uh... really caught it? Great, let's take it back to Zhaoyang Public Security Bureau first."

Miao Xiaofeng said it casually, but Hou Fan and the others really caught him. This is really good news, and there is no need to go to Wu Hao's house at this time, so after turning off the navigation, he turned around and drove back to Zhaoyang public security bureau.

At the same time, he also called Jiang Hao and told him the good news.

Chapter 901 The third master of Jubaozhai

"Okay, box lunch, the first battle has been won."

"Hey, luck luck!"

Hearing Jiang Hao's praise, Hou Fan touched the back of his head and smiled silly.

He didn't expect such a coincidence that Wu Hao was just like the one delivered to him.

Sometimes luck comes and you can't stop it.

"What's the situation? Tell everyone?"

Miao Xiaofeng was also a little curious at this time, how could this blind cat run into a dead mouse by such a coincidence?

"There is the largest antique market in Zhaoyang, called He'an. We just tried our luck at the beginning, and went door to door with this portrait and asked one by one. Guess what happened?"

"What's the matter?"

At this time, Hou Fan spoke vividly like a storyteller, and everyone cooperated with him, and asked what he said.

"As a result, after walking through a few stores, I saw him in person when I went in. At that time, I was completely stunned. At first, I felt that this person was very familiar. I took a look at the paper, oh, isn't this what we are looking for? Human? So Li Yan and I didn't say a word, went up and directly controlled him!"

"You shit luck, what a coincidence!"

Hou Fan was not annoyed when everyone said he was lucky, because their luck today was really against the sky, and this credit was like having eyes, and it was delivered to their door by themselves!

After showing off the arrest process, everyone came to the door of the interrogation room where Wu Hao was detained. Through the single-sided glass, everyone could see the restless suspect inside.

Miao Xiaofeng said to Jiang Hao: "Let's go in!"

"Okay, Team Miao."

Wu Hao's eyes flickered when he saw the two people coming in. He raised his head and took a sneak peek at them, then quickly lowered his head.

Seeing this, Jiang Hao felt a lot more relaxed. People like Wu Hao are actually very easy to interrogate, because he almost wrote the words "ghost in his heart" on his forehead.

"Name?"

"Wu Hao!"

"Do you know why we are looking for you?"

"know."

Wu Hao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his tone slightly hoarse.

"Then tell me!"

Miao Xiaofeng folded his arms, leaned on the back of the chair, and made a listening gesture.

"Actually, I thought about surrendering myself, but I'm not willing to spend the rest of my life in prison like this!"

Wu Hao closed his eyes in pain, as if he didn't know how he got to this point: "Can I have a cigarette?"

Miao Xiaofeng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one and handed it to him, "Damn it, we don't have time to listen to your feelings."

"Yes, yes, I really never thought that it would end up killing people.

This incident also starts with one of my trips to the countryside to receive goods:

Last year, I went to the countryside to receive goods as usual, and I saw a piece of porcelain that was in good condition, like a real thing. The seller said it was handed down from the Southern Song Dynasty, so I naturally didn't believe it.

Especially since his asking price was too high, I was a little hesitant for a while, not sure.

Seeing that I didn't believe him, he took out the genealogy from home, a thick book, and I saw that it was really handed down from the Southern Song Dynasty. The first generation ancestor was named Li Mingyuan. Jiedushi Li Chaoliang's retainers later fled here.

I saw that his genealogy had some historical deposits, so I was going to ask him to buy it. He said it was a family inheritance and could not be sold casually, so he finally accepted [-] from me. "

"Sell the family tree for [-]?"

In today's society, there are indeed not many families with genealogy at home. In this way, the genealogy is also considered an antique!

In other words, someone really sold the family tree for 5 yuan?

"It's true that it only cost [-] yuan, no matter how high it is, I'm not going to buy it!"

"Go on."

"After I bought the genealogy, I didn't want the porcelain. After I came back, I was very obsessed with some of the content written on it. I also checked some related history and allusions. Finally, I came to an amazing result, Dujiang Jiedu So Li Chaoliang's tomb may be in Mazhou.

But I didn't have the ability to find out where the tomb was, so I found some diggers in the local area to check on it, but in the end I found nothing.

Later, I was not reconciled, and I found the third master of Jubaozhai to introduce him, saying that in South China, there is a very powerful gang of tomb robbers, and the ability to divide the Jinding acupoint with one hand has been passed on. tomb.

I mentioned this tomb to them, but I didn't expect them to be very interested, so we hit it off and decided to act immediately.

There were three of them, and I was worried that I would suffer if I went alone with them, so I wanted to find someone to go with me to strengthen my courage, but at that time, it was the Chinese New Year, and they were unwilling to come out after calling out several people, so I tried calling out In order to call Cui Deren, I didn't expect him to agree. "

"How did you and Cui Deren meet?"

"We are actually brokers, and we usually communicate with each other. Once he introduced a business for me, and we gradually became acquainted."

"Then how did he die in the tomb?"

Hearing Miao Xiaofeng ask this question, Wu Hao sighed heavily immediately, and said with regret: "Those tomb robbers are so worthless. We originally agreed to score five or five points, but after arriving in the tomb, Cui Deren I found out that there was a golden book and iron coupon in the tomb, according to the rules, this is ours, but when they saw this, they immediately changed their minds and asked us to give this to them, so everyone clashed."

"Golden Book Iron Coupon? Is there really such a thing?"

When Miao Xiaofeng and the others heard Wu Hao talking about the Golden Book Iron Coupon, they immediately lifted their spirits. They were just guessing at first, but they didn't expect that the Golden Book Iron Coupon was actually unearthed in this tomb.

Iron coupons are certificates given by ancient emperors to generals and ministers to ensure that they and their families enjoy preferential treatment from the court and immunity from crime for generations.

Because the certificate is like a plate and made of iron, it is named iron coupon.

The words on the iron coupons are usually written in cinnabar, or engraved on them and inlaid with gold, so they are also called Danshu iron coupons, gold book iron coupons, etc.

Wu Hao called it the Golden Book Iron Coupon, perhaps this iron coupon was inlaid with gold.

"Yes, when it was unearthed, this golden book iron coupon was in very good condition, with clear handwriting, shining golden under the light of the flashlight, and it was very well preserved.

According to the distribution plan, this thing should belong to us. When they saw that this thing was valuable, they wanted to go back on their word because of the large number of people.

Cui Deren had a quick temper and disagreed with them. He reasoned with them, but one of them called Shouhou slapped him on the back of the head with a shovel and passed out. "

Speaking of this, Wu Hao's eyes were full of fear, as if he had returned to the original tomb. He would never forget what happened that day for the rest of his life.

"and after?"

"I was timid, but I didn't expect them to do it, and I was frightened stupid.

Later that skinny monkey even wanted to kill me, but was stopped by their boss. He said that I was introduced by the third master, and he kept a front line so that we could meet each other in the future, so he left me a multi-cornered jar, and Take everything else away. "

Chapter 902 Antique Market

Miao Xiaofeng had already heard Wu Hao say the third master twice, and was immediately curious, who is this third master?

So he asked: "Who is the third master of Jubaozhai?"

"The third master runs the largest antique business in our local area. He is also an antique collector. In our circle, he is a figure of the top level. He is also very kind. Sometimes people give us things that they are not sure about. He holds the eye, and he will not refuse."

While talking, Wu Hao also finished his cigarette, and he was not as nervous as when he was first arrested.

Maybe I thought about it.

Anyway, everyone has already been arrested, so it is better to cooperate with the police and strive for leniency.

Miao Xiaofeng pondered for a moment, and he always felt that something seemed wrong. Thinking that he had deliberately revealed the address of the tomb to the anchor Du Jianglong, it was obviously for some other purpose, so he asked:

"Then why did you deliberately tell Du Jianglong the address of the tomb when you sold the multi-cornered jar?"

Hearing Miao Xiaofeng's question, Wu Hao sighed and said:

"At the beginning, Du Jianglong was always asking about this can, and wanted to find out the origin of this can. At that time, I suddenly thought that Cui Deren was still dead in the tomb, and no one found him, and no one collected his body for him. I couldn't bear it. So I had an idea, and told him the approximate location, thinking that if he was curious, he would definitely go to the tomb, and if he was found, someone would collect his body, so I could feel more at ease.”

"It's that simple?"

When Miao Xiaofeng heard that Wu Hao's motive was so simple, he asked a question in disbelief.

"Everything I'm saying is true. I just want to be honest and deal with it leniently. I didn't kill people."

Seeing that his demeanor did not seem to be fake, Miao Xiaofeng looked at Jiang Hao and asked, "Xiao Jiang, do you have anything else to ask?"

Jiang Hao shook his head. Although Miao Xiaofeng was the presiding judge throughout the whole process just now, he was just recording on the sidelines.

But through the skill of 'Knowing People', he has seen through Wu Hao's whole person.

The other party is a typical, cautious little person.

It's true that it's timid.

From his behavior when he was first caught by the police in the Public Security Bureau, it could be seen that he was nervous.

Especially at the beginning of the interrogation, I was so scared that I was sweating!

It was only after smoking a cigarette that it eased a little.

Such a person dare not lie to the police!

After the interrogation was over, Miao Xiaofeng and the others left the interrogation room and asked them to borrow a conference room from the Zhaoyang Public Security Bureau.

Everyone once again held a brief meeting on the current situation:

"According to Wu Hao's account, the golden book iron coupon was unearthed in the tomb. What we were most worried about happened. The most important thing now is to recover the cultural relics and reduce the loss of the country!"

The golden book iron certificate is of great significance to the study of the history of the Southern Song Dynasty at that time, not to mention that this is an ancient gold medal for avoiding death, a national treasure-level cultural relic, and everyone realizes the seriousness of the matter.

"Old Yu, take the three of them and make another hard trip later, issue a search warrant and go to Wu Hao's house to see if there are any illegally traded antiques in his house!"

"Yes!"

"Xiaojiang, how about you come with me to meet the third master of Jubaozhai for a while?"

"it is good!"

Without further ado, after the meeting, Jiang Hao drove, took Miao Xiaofeng with him, and headed to the riverside antique market!

This Sanye's Jubaozhai is located in the core of the antique market!

Since cars could not enter the antique market, they parked their cars in a dedicated parking lot outside the market, and the two entered the market on foot instead.

After coming in, there is still a lot of popularity here.

There is not only a high-end facade, but also a dazzling array of white jade porcelain vases inside, which look rich and powerful.

There are also stall owners and hawkers who made a piece of rag and spread it on the ground. There are some copper coin pots and bronze utensils on it, which look like antiques!

There are also some buyers who are squatting in front of the stalls, holding the things they are interested in and inquiring with the boss:

"Boss, how much is this bronze cup?"

"This brother has a good eye. This is a bronze cup used by King Wu Jifa in the Western Zhou Dynasty. I see you know the goods. I sold it to you for 500 million yuan at a low price!"

"What? 500 million? I think you haven't opened for three years, and you've been eating for three generations. You're still in the ancient Western Zhou Dynasty. I think it was last week. Let's go!"

Hearing someone nearby buying and selling things, Jiang Hao immediately cast a curious look.

The stall owner picked up the bronze cup to stop the buyer, and said sincerely: "Then how much do you say?"

The buyer stopped, glanced at the bronze cup in the stall owner's hand, then at the sincere stall owner, and tentatively said, "Fifty."