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This move was almost like a magic trick, Lezheng Li stared straight at his eyes, and at this moment he forgot the discomfort just now, and rushed over with a stride, he didn't dare to touch it casually, he just squatted down and traced the sword body carefully with his eyes. , said: "This is really amazing, who can recognize it?"

Yin Ranyi saw that he was as excited as a child who got candy, so he walked over and knelt down beside him, and grabbed Lezheng Li's wrist, letting him stretch out his fingers to touch the diamond pattern on the sword.

This time the feeling is very obvious. The bronze sword on the left will vibrate slightly when touched, and the sound is clear and clear like a song when tapped with knuckles. Although the bronze sword on the right also has a sword when tapped The sound of chirping, but obviously not as clear as the one on the left, Le Zhengli looked back at Yin Ranyi: "The left?"

Yin Ranyi nodded, and said: "We can also forge this sword, but it takes too long. Ze Cang refines it by himself, and the bronze will naturally carry his breath. Although it is not strong, it is enough to deal with ordinary swords. people."

Only then did Le Zhengli understand why Ze Cang practiced his sword obediently even though he looked very upset at being threatened just now, so he said again: "Wouldn't the people in the museum see the clues if you send it back? They should know a little bit, right?"

Yin Ranyi didn't care much, and said: "It's okay, they won't see it." After thinking about it, he added, "If you see it, send this guy back."

Before he finished speaking, the bronze sword on the left immediately buzzed, as if to express protest.

It's just that he almost used up all the spiritual power in his body when he practiced the sword just now, leaving only a trace of it on his original bronze sword. In contrast, Lezheng Li saw that he was still humming non-stop, raised his hand and knocked on the blade of the sword, saying: "Don't move."

Ze Cang was helpless, at this moment he couldn't even transform into a human form, so he had to lie on the ground obediently, waiting for Yin Ranyi to find a black bag to put himself in.

When Yin Ranyi and Le Zhengli returned to the Radio and Television Building, the whole building was almost in disarray. I don't know who leaked the news that "the national treasure bronze sword is lost". Now everyone is nervous, afraid Doubt it to yourself.

The museum sent people over as soon as they got the news. When the two of them entered the gate, a military jeep just passed by. She bumped Yin Ranyi's arm and asked, "Hey, can this be tricked?"

Yin Ranyi followed his gaze and looked up. Zhang Jiu happened to get out of the car. He was still wearing a neatly ironed handmade suit. There were still a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his nose. He was probably looking at something in the car just now. After getting off the car, he took off his glasses and handed them back to He Zhao.

Looking up and seeing Le Zhengli and the others, Zhang Jiu couldn't help but smile, raised his right hand and greeted them, without being too polite, he came up and asked, "When the things were delivered this morning, did you feel that Is something wrong?"

Since it's Zhang Jiu, there's no need to deceive on purpose. Lezheng Li shook his head and said, "Yin Ranyi said that the thing has too much killing karma, so he didn't let me approach it, so he just took a look and left."

Zhang Jiu subconsciously stretched out his index finger to touch his lips, and said: "This is really... I originally thought that no matter how bad it was, you two would be here, but I borrowed a video to record, and there shouldn't be anything wrong. There's trouble."

Lezheng Li casually glanced at it, but saw that Zhang Jiu's lower lip was slightly red, swollen and broken. At first, he thought he was on fire, but after thinking about it, he immediately felt a little embarrassed. When he looked again, he couldn't help covering his mouth with his hand and coughing. With one sound, he whispered to Zhang Jiu, "The collar."

Zhang Jiu was stunned, and quickly raised his hand to button the first button of his shirt. The bitten place on his collarbone was still aching, so he couldn't help turning his head and throwing a knife at He Zhao, who He took it with a straight face, completely unable to tell that he had done that beastly thing.

After this incident, the atmosphere of the conversation became a lot more relaxed. The four of them stood in the lobby on the first floor waiting for the elevator. Zhang Jiu glanced at the bag Yin Ranyi was carrying, and asked casually, "What about that?" What is it?"

Yin Ranyi said indifferently: "Ze Cang Sword."

Others don't know the origin of the Ze Cang sword, but Zhang Jiu and He Zhao are very clear about it. Hearing this, they all turned their eyes away. Zhang Jiu's gaze circled the slightly old black bag a few times, and said, "Lie! It's not a good habit, the nose will get longer."

Lezhengli was only glad that there were no one else around at the moment, and couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this, and said, "It's really Ze Cang." After speaking, he opened the mouth of the bag and handed it over to Zhang Jiu to see. The reporter raised his eyebrows, "I knew I was here with you, why am I running in such a hurry, I was woken up by more than a dozen calls when I just fell asleep, and my old waist was almost broken when I got in the car .”

He Zhao put his arms around Zhang Jiu's shoulders without hesitation, and said, "Go back and rub it for you."

Zhang Jiu nodded, "I need to catch up on sleep when I go back, you can accompany me."

He Zhao naturally nodded and said yes.

"..." Le Zhengli and Yin Ranyi looked at each other, and suddenly understood why Ze Cangjian felt angry when he saw them getting closer.

The two went to the office to show their faces to show that they still had no intention of being late and leaving early. Then they arrived at the meeting room. Zhang Jiuhe asked the two to wait inside. There was a wooden box on the table, which contained the Ze Cang sword .

Seeing them coming in, Zhang Jiu said with a smile: "This sword is indeed made of bronze, something from the Qin Dynasty, but... is it really the Ze Cang that was lost?"

"Of course not." Yin Ranyi shook his head with a calm expression.

Zhang Jiu originally thought that the two of them would find some excuses to explain, but he didn't expect this person to admit it so frankly, and the smile between his brows and eyes froze for a moment, "...fake?"

Lezheng Li didn't think that this thing could really fool Zhang Jiu's eyes, so he nodded and said, "It's really a fake."

Zhang Jiu and He Zhao looked at each other, dumbfounded: "Is that true?"

Le Zhengli glanced at Yin Ranyi, and seeing that the latter was silent, he shrugged his shoulders: "I really can't say that."

"That's a national treasure." Zhang Jiu raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows in distress. Seeing that Yin Ran refused to speak, it would be troublesome to pry out the answer.