MTL - Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes-Chapter 7 nine fingers

  Chapter 7 Nine Fingers

   What a lofty ideal to be a carefree foodie. Li Mo thinks this is the perfect life experience, but it is a pity that people have to give up a lot of things in order to survive.

   Now Li Mo, who is carrying a huge sum of money, suddenly finds that it is still possible to realize his childhood dream.

   Eat and drink enough, go home and fall asleep. When he woke up the next day, Li Mo pulled back the quilt to have a look. It turned out to be a dream without trace. After dreaming and tossing all night, my head is a little dizzy at the moment.

  The sun was already shining outside, so after taking a quick shower, I took my ID card and went to the bank lobby to complete the obligations. What is a VIP is that you can enjoy meticulous, thoughtful, convenient and fast service.

  Before he walked out of the bank, Master called and urged him to hurry to the train station.

  Li Mo once asked him why he didn't fly?

  Yanagi Chuanqing said that he did not feel down-to-earth when flying by plane, and he was not at ease. I used to think he was trying to save some money, but now it seems that he really doesn't want to fly.

  First class, beautiful stewardesses provide considerate service, the fare is not expensive, and he covers everything. As a result, Comrade Lao Liu shook his head and refused, saying that he would go to Kyoto separately.

  The train started, and Li Mo could finally close his eyes and rest for a while.

   "Last night I was so excited that I didn't sleep all night, okay. I only made tens of thousands of dollars when I picked up leaks for the first time. I was so excited for a week. If it wasn't for being woken up by your master's slap, I would probably have fallen ill."

   "I was so excited last night that I didn't sleep well, and I woke up in the morning very uninspired. My parents were not at home, and I was a little relaxed. I haven't practiced Bajiquan for several days."

  There was something in Li Mo's words, how could Liu Chuanqing hear the meaning of ridicule in it.

   "You survived the catastrophe this time, presumably because you have practiced martial arts since childhood, and your physique is different from ordinary people."

   "Master, I'll sleep first."

   "You rest, I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

   Li Mo originally wanted to replenish his energy, but he smelled a fragrance before falling asleep. After being struck by lightning, he found that his sense of touch and smell became more acute. The aroma is a bit familiar, as if I've smelled it somewhere.

   Opening his eyes, he saw that there was a beautiful woman beside him. No wonder he seemed to have known him before. It turned out to be the woman whom he had met in Xijiangkou yesterday. Today she is dressed in ordinary clothes, with light makeup on her delicate face.

  Before Li Mo opened his mouth to ask, she saw her take out a work card from her pocket and show it in front of his eyes.

   "Secret mission."

  Li Mo had no choice but to hold back the words, but thought in his heart that this woman would not be following him all the time.

   "See that old man by the window in the second row in front?"

   Li Mo looked over, it was really destined, the three parties got together. But don't get involved with me if you have something to do, I don't want to have friendship with you.

  Li Mo withdrew his gaze and leaned back quietly on the seat again.

   "He is Jiuzhi, aren't you curious about his identity?"

   Silence.

   "Our police need your assistance."

  Keep talking, I'm just an ordinary person.

"Nine Fingers has been under our strict control. Those who have contact with him these days will also be investigated by us. From Xijiangkou yesterday to before getting on the car today, you are also under our investigation. What I want to tell you is , you have been ruled out of all suspicion, but we are very interested in your ability, maybe you can help us."

  Li Mo then turned to look at her and asked seriously: "Big case?"

   "Well, if you want, let's talk in detail in the private room."

  Li Mo hesitated before nodding in agreement. Now that they have investigated themselves to the bottom, what they recognize in themselves is nothing more than their ability to appreciate treasures.

   "Xiao Mo, who is this?" Liu Chuanqing returned after smoking a cigarette, and saw that his seat was occupied by a young girl, and the two were still chatting, so he couldn't help being a little curious.

   "This is the sister next door to me. She and her family are going to travel to Kyoto, so I met by chance." Li Mo stood up without changing his expression, "Master, I'm going to say hello to my uncle and aunt."

   "Okay, let's go."

  Li Mo followed the policewoman all the way to the restaurant car, where five people were operating some machines, and there were dozens of photos on a table.

   "Captain Qin, this is Mr. Li Mo."

   "Hi, I'm Qin Fen, thank you for helping us. Fang Wenjing, quickly make a cup of tea for Mr. Li."

   "Captain Qin, I don't know how I can help you? As I said earlier, my abilities are limited."

   "Look at these photos first."

  Captain Qin handed him a stack of photos, and Li Mo's eyes were immediately attracted by the first one. The photo shows a plate with a blue and white mandarin duck and lotus pattern, the second one is a sky blue glazed purplish red spot double line jar, the third one is a sky blue glazed bowl, and the fourth one is a blue and white vase with intertwined branches and clouds and dragons.

  The photos below are all different styles of porcelain. If they are all authentic, each piece is worth a lot.

   "Captain Qin, what are these photos?"

   "We have not given up on the pursuit of the treasures stolen from major museums in the past two decades, until last year we finally locked down one person."

  So many cultural relics have been stolen one by one, as many as 20 pieces, with an average of one stolen a year, it's terrible to think about it.

   "Is it unbelievable or shocking? Relevant experts have estimated that the total value of these treasures exceeds one billion."

   "What is the origin of Nine Fingers?"

"The history is complicated, but what I can tell you is that this person is definitely at the level of the patriarch. This person was a mercenary abroad when he was young. He has a strong reaction and a very high anti-detection ability, and he is more careful in his daily actions. Be cautious. Today he is carrying a piece of porcelain with him to the north, and we want to confirm whether that piece of porcelain is one of the stolen treasures without alarming others. Once confirmed, we will arrest him immediately."

"What do you need me to do?"

Qin Fen smiled and said, "Play a show with us. You had a conflict with him at Xijiangkou yesterday. Later, you will have enough reasons to find fault with him. Then we will pretend to be police officers and come forward to investigate this matter. Of course there will be Now is the time to confirm that piece of porcelain.”

  Li Mo looked around, where is the expert?

   "Experts can't show up. If they are accidentally discovered by Jiuzhi, wouldn't it be a waste of success."

   Li Mo looked again.

   "Mr. Li, what are you looking for?" Qin Fen asked curiously.

   "Didn't you ask that police officer Fang to make tea? I have to find something to do before I drink this tea. Is it a bit of a disadvantage?"

  Everyone in the carriage laughed softly. This man is quite interesting.

   After a while, Li Mo, who had discussed the details, returned to his seat, and Liu Chuanqing handed him a bottle of water: "Xiao Mo, that little girl just now was quite beautiful, doesn't she look a few years older than you?"

   "It's quite beautiful, but it's a little worse than Yingying."

   "Haha, you still have vision. If my girl was placed in ancient times, she would be one of the four beauties."

   Li Mo drank his saliva and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

   Jiuzhi sat in the second row by the window, and beside him sat a middle-aged woman. Li Mo walked by, glanced at it from the corner of the eye, Jiuzhi closed his eyes, holding a luggage bag in his arms, and there was a large item bulging inside, which should be the porcelain that he carried with him.

  This old man with nine fingers has a problem. He is really holding an antique treasure worth tens of millions or even over 100 million in his arms.

Thinking of this, Li Moyi's pupils flashed, and his eyes penetrated the handbag. It was indeed a small pot-shaped porcelain, but the small pot only emitted clear light, and there were only three halos, which meant that the porcelain in his arms was a modern Handicrafts, but it may be that the production process is relatively exquisite, so it still has a certain artistic value.

  Li Mo walked into the bathroom with a calm expression. The moment the door closed, the old man's eyes opened slightly, revealing a ray of sharpness.

   "Is it really me who is paranoid?" The old man immediately closed his eyes again.

  Li Mo came out of the bathroom and didn't look for the fault of the nine fingers, but sat down in his seat and sent a text message to Fang Wenjing.

   "You don't want to startle the snake, but Jiuzhi may want to lure the snake out of the hole. If you show signs of being exposed, you'd better keep quiet."

  After thinking for a while, I added a text message: According to my observation of Jiuzhi, I preliminarily judge that the porcelain is a fake, please proceed with caution.

  Since it has been determined that the porcelain is fake, acting is meaningless. This is what Li Mo figured out in the bathroom. That old man is not simple. Maybe he wanted to test it out, so he actively exposed it with high-quality imitation porcelain, which is safer than being watched secretly.

  (end of this chapter)