The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy
Chapter 543 Philanthropist
Meng Lang here is busy digesting the spoils obtained in the battle of the welfare home.
On the other side, the criminal investigation team where Wang Zhaoping is located has also deployed heavy troops outside a slightly old wood processing factory building in the mountainous area at the junction of Suzhou and Hangzhou...
"This is Aqi. Are all the teams in place? Please reply, zizi~"
[Gray Group is in place! Zizi~]
[Maomao Group is in place! Zizi~]
[Tiantian Group is in place! Zizi~]
[...]
"Very good, all units pay attention to the main entrances and exits. After the operation begins, only entry is allowed, and no exit is allowed. No suspect inside must be allowed to escape!"
After speaking to the intercom, Wang Zhaoping turned his head and looked at Qin Xiaoru with some confusion.
"By the way, I just felt something was wrong. Who gave the code names for the operations of each group this time? Why do they sound so weird?"
"Hehe..." Qin Xiaoru showed a somewhat strange smile. "So, Captain, you should spend more time with your children."
"What does this have to do with spending time with your children? Besides, I've been working on one case after another for ten days or half a month. How can I take care of my family?
Well... But after this operation is over, it's time to take a good vacation..."
Thinking of his son at home, Wang Zhaoping couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.
But after a moment, he put away this trace of melancholy and picked up the telescope to observe the movement in the lumber mill again.
On the surface, this is just an ordinary lumber processing plant, with seven or eight workers cutting wood in the open air.
Seeing Wang Zhaoping's serious look, Qin Xiaoru couldn't help but approach and ask.
"Captain Wang, you suddenly put down the case and brought us to this godforsaken factory. Could it be that the Buddha head we are looking for is hidden in here?"
"I don't know."
"I don't know?" Qin Xiaoru was stunned. "I don't know why we are here?"
"When we police investigate a case, it's like opening a blind box. Before solving the case, who knows what the truth is?"
Hmm... that seems to make sense.
But who would start a case with the mood of opening a blind box?
"Then we..."
"Shh! Don't talk!" Wang Zhaoping suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him.
In the field of vision of the telescope, two cars coming from the country road just drove straight into the factory...
The leading one was a black G-Class, followed by a semi-trailer full of thick logs.
After carefully observing the leading vehicle, hmm... it was worth a lot of money at first glance. It seemed that the big fish in the intelligence was inside!
"Attention, all action teams, prepare for action!"
...
"Swish~" Two cars drove into a three-story factory building one after the other.
As the rolling door of the factory was lowered again, a pair of shiny crocodile leather shoes fell from the leading G-Class, and a bloated middle-aged man in his fifties, holding a cigar in his mouth, walked down with a crowd of people.
He was wearing gold and silver, and the emeralds on his fingers were particularly eye-catching, and the tight Hermes belt around his waist could hardly cover his round belly.
"You guys, keep watch around, Abao, unload the things in the car,"
"Yes, boss!"
A bodyguard with a sturdy back and a face full of flesh, who almost had "I am a black society" written on his forehead, called out, and immediately several blue-shirted workers climbed onto the semi-trailer, lifted the tarpaulin, untied the rope and started unloading.
"Boom~" In a burst of smoke and dust, redwood weighing several tons was unloaded by the auxiliary pulley and neatly arranged in the factory.
Then someone took a chain saw and began to cut the wood carefully along a specific route.
"Crack!" The wood was split in half from the middle. After everyone worked together to move it, they found that it was hollow inside.
The waterproof cloth and plastic foam used for moisture and shockproof were lifted, revealing old bronzes and porcelains inside... and even various ancient knives and coins full of rust, gold and silver jewelry...
Then the second and third logs...
The cultural relics were carefully packed into boxes, and then carried by workers into the corridor not far away.
However, they did not go upstairs, but went down the corridor to the underground floor. After passing through three thick explosion-proof steel doors guarded by many people, there was a different world inside!
Under the bright lights, in the underground space of thousands of square meters, more than a dozen people wearing masks and gloves were busy here.
Some were cleaning the rust on the bronzes, some were imitating ancient paintings, and some were coloring and aging the porcelain...
"Huh~" Exhaling a smoke ring, the fat boss looked at the well-organized scene in the basement and smiled with satisfaction.
Speaking of the underground space here, it is still an abandoned air-raid shelter left over from the time of "dig deep holes and store up grain".
No one would have thought that he would transform it into a secret production base...
"Let's go to the warehouse!"
As the boss behind the scenes, he rarely shows up here, and things have long been handed over to his subordinates.
But every once in a while, he will come to check the accounts and take away the profits during this period, in order to prevent some of his subordinates from stealing.
However, this time, just as he sat in the boss's chair and was about to open the account book that had been prepared on the table, a younger brother ran over with a courier box.
"Boss, there is a courier for you."
"Courier?" The fat face was stunned for a moment, and then frowned.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could my express delivery be sent here?"
The little brother scratched his head blankly, "I don't know, it is indeed your name, boss, on the express delivery..."
The fat boss felt something was wrong, "Ah Bao, open it and take a look! Be careful."
"Yes, boss!"
However, Abao opened the tape of the express box with a cautious look on his face, and when he was about to look inside...
"Click!"
The lights went out and the room instantly became dark.
Since there was no lighting in the basement, the surroundings were suddenly dark. This sudden change made everyone a little stunned.
"what happened?!"
"power cut?"
"Go out and have a look!"
"Maybe the breaker tripped? Hurry up and turn on the backup diesel generator!"
"..."
The shouts and shouts sounded outside almost at the same time, making the fat boss's heart skip a beat for no apparent reason.
Although the power supply in this remote country is by no means very good, power outages are commonplace every now and then.
But what if it was such a coincidence that as soon as my front foot arrived, the back foot would black out...
Plus that weird delivery...
Fortunately, the commotion did not last long. After about four or five minutes, the lights came back on amid the roar of the diesel generator.
However, before the fat boss could relax, there was a faint noise outside, and the next moment, several workers stumbled in from the entrance with panic on their faces.
"Boss, it's bad, the police officers...many police officers rushed in!"
"What?!"
The fat boss trembled and the cigar in his hand dropped instantly, while the people around him were also frightened and dumbfounded.
"Quick...run!"
I don’t know who took the lead first. The scene suddenly became chaotic. Tables, chairs and benches were knocked down. Someone in a panic knocked over a plate of ancient coins and scattered them all over the floor...
"Don't run! Where can you run? Quick! Close the door quickly, they can't get in easily!" The fat boss yelled at the top of his lungs.
The heavy explosion-proof steel door was built to wartime standards. Let alone collision, it might not be able to explode even with C4, which was enough to give them plenty of time to deal with it.
However, because everyone was unloading goods at this time, several safety entrances to the air raid shelter were all open to facilitate the transportation of goods.
An explosion-proof steel door that weighs several tons can be closed in just a moment?
On the contrary, as soon as the fat boss finished speaking, a dozen policemen rushed in at the door...
"Hold still, police!"
In the blink of an eye, several people were pushed to the ground by the police and put on silver bracelets without saying a word.
After all, these people are just cultural relic smugglers, not really life-threatening drug dealers.
Under the black muzzle of the Type 54 pistol, few people could think of resisting. They were all so frightened that they raised their hands and crouched down.
Even Ah Bao, who seemed to be very capable of fighting, did not hesitate at all. He knelt so smoothly...
"Stop, do you know who I am? You have no right to arrest me!"
On the contrary, the fat boss was pressed against the wall, his hands were cut behind his back, and he was still screaming with lust.
Wang Zhaoping just walked in and frowned when he heard this.
"No matter who you are, just because of the things you have done, you will only have one identity in the future... and that is a prisoner!"
Too lazy to continue talking to this guy, seeing that all the investigators outside were being controlled one by one, Wang Zhaoping put away his pistol and walked straight to his desk.
When I picked up the account book and glanced at it for a few times, I immediately felt happy.
"Oh, you knew we were coming, and you even sorted out the criminal records for us?"
The fat boss looked extremely ugly.
Wang Zhaoping glanced at the room and saw a half-opened express box on the table. He opened it and saw that it was a sandalwood box.
Opening the sandalwood box, I saw a yellowed ancient book - "Huayan Sutra" placed neatly inside!
The corner of his mouth twitched, "Ha! Are cultural relic dealers so wild now? Are they smuggling cultural relics blatantly by express delivery?"
But Wang Zhaoping didn't notice that the fat boss also had a baffled expression at this time.
However, no one was in the mood to care about his thoughts. Looking at the various cultural relics in the air-raid shelter, which contained at least hundreds of pieces, everyone looked excited.
Just this noodles, I'm afraid it's the home of a large criminal gang...
He handed the "Huayan Sutra" to his subordinates and said, "Xiaoru, please ask the local police to send more manpower and experts to take a good inventory of the dirt here!"
"yes!"
…
A cordon was put up at the lumber factory, and from morning until evening, people moving in and out of carrying cultural relics never stopped...
"Team Wang, according to preliminary statistics, nearly 2,700 precious cultural relics of various types were confiscated at the scene. A large amount of cash, gold and silver and other valuables were also found in the safe, involving more than 150 million yuan.
After identification, many of them belonged to the tomb objects of the Qin and Han Dynasties, and a large number of counterfeit and counterfeit tools were also found at the site.
Obviously, this is a large-scale criminal den that integrates reselling, production, sales, and counterfeiting of cultural relics.
A total of 41 criminal suspects were arrested at the scene. After investigation, it was found that the main suspects Bao, Liu, and Zhou had a large number of chat and transfer records on their mobile phones, and some accomplices have confessed to the crime.
According to their account, the criminal gang has been active in the black market in surrounding areas all year round, and the source of cultural relics spans thousands of kilometers from more than 20 places in 8 provinces...
While smuggling and trading a large number of precious cultural relics, they also use counterfeiting techniques that are indistinguishable from the real thing. The value of various counterfeits entering the market every year is as high as tens of millions..."
Even though Wang Zhaoping had some psychological preparation, he was still shocked by the scale of the crime committed by this gang.
Good man, I know that trying to find the Buddha head is like "looking for a needle in a haystack."
But I didn't expect you to really dare to do this!
This action...I'm afraid it's the biggest cultural relic smuggling gang in the surrounding area that has been uprooted, right?
I just want to find a Buddha head, but you want to take down the entire black market!
"Did you find the Buddha head?" Wang Zhaoping looked strange.
"No. "
Hearing this answer, for some reason, Wang Zhaoping was not disappointed, but secretly happy.
He thought to himself, if I continue to fail to find it, and Brother Meng continues to provide clues...
Then the cultural relics dealers in this southeastern half of the motherland will be left with nothing...
They would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go?
The Chaoyang people are so horrible!
"By the way, Captain Wang, someone from the province just called to inquire about the situation, and it seems that they want to escalate the case." Qin Xiaoru suddenly said.
"Hmm?" Wang Zhaoping, who was in deep thought, was stunned for a moment, and then his brows slightly frowned.
Thinking of the fat man's shouting just now...
"Don't rush to reply, just say that the case is complicated and it is not appropriate to hand over at this time. Take the person back to the bureau and make a good confession first."
"Captain, what are you doing..."
"Heh! Such a large criminal gang, let alone other things, just the number of bronze artifacts in the car outside, how did they pass the layers of inspection and get here?
The other party hid well, but they can't avoid the X-ray scan at the security checkpoint..."
"You mean..."
"Don't ask too much, just do it, I'll take care of any problems!
By the way, what is the background of the fat and big-eared criminal gang leader just now?"
Qin Xiaoru immediately took out a document.
"Bao Yumin, male, 48 years old, native of Daliang Mountain, Sichuan Province, a well-known local redwood merchant and philanthropist..."
...
"It seems that everything is done..."
Meng Lang nodded with satisfaction when he saw the news sent back by Ling.
While achieving his goal, he can also hand over the "Avatamsaka Sutra" in the Buddha head without leaving a trace...
I don't have the ability to find the Buddha head for you, I can only return the Chinese treasure inside to its original owner.
If there is an insider who knows the autobiography in the future and sees this "historical text" from a thousand years ago in the museum and interprets it, it may be an interesting story...
As for the content inside, I am afraid that I can only It can be studied as a profound Buddhist teaching.
But this was just a matter of convenience. The reason why he gave Wang Zhaoping this clue was actually mainly for one person...
After many days, he picked up the information again.
[Han Li: female, 29 years old, senior lawyer of Zhongtian Law Firm.
Native place: Zhaojue County, Daliangshan District, Sichuan Province.
Biography:
Born in the well-known poor village "Maiyi Village" in 1990.
In 2004, she began to accept the financial support of local rich businessman Bao Yumin to finish high school and university.
There were two abortion records in 2010, and the accompanying signatories were all Bao Yumin...]
Sighed slightly.
In this world, there is no such thing as a gift from fate.
The so-called gift given by fate has already been secretly marked with a price...
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