Daojun

Chapter 22 Selling Cultural Relics
in the hall.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Qin Zhou still didn't know what the situation was.

The things I brought back couldn't stand the inspection, and it happened that I didn't know much about this aspect, so I brought the things here and sold them excitedly.

Qin Zhou couldn't help feeling a little regretful, impulsive!
But at this moment, he couldn't allow him to think too much, looking at the four policemen who were staring at him, Qin Zhou tried his best to keep calm.

"Officers, do you know what I have committed?"

The leading middle-aged policeman stared at Qin Zhou sharply: "Someone reported you for selling cultural relics!"

"Sell cultural relics?"

Qin Zhou smiled lightly: "Is selling a family heirloom antique considered a cultural relic? Besides, even if it is selling cultural relics, there is no need for such a big battle, right?"

Qin Zhou turned his eyes slightly, and glanced at the gun in the middle-aged policeman's hand.

Seeing Qin Zhou's calm attitude, the middle-aged policeman frowned immediately, and said, "We'll talk about this at the police station, come with us now!"

Qin Zhou narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and slowly said, "Yes!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged policeman winked at the young policeman beside him.

The young policeman immediately understood, took out a pair of handcuffs from his waist, and was about to handcuff them to Qin Zhou.

"Wait!"

Seeing this, Qin Zhou's face immediately changed: "Comrade police, it's okay to cooperate with you, but there's no need to wear this thing, right?"

It was just a simple sale of an antique, but it caused so many troubles, Qin Zhou was really depressed.

At this moment, he ran into the police and cooperated with the investigation, but he still had to wear handcuffs?
When you are a criminal?
Although he doesn't know much about the law, Qin Zhou probably understands and cooperates with the investigation process.

Putting on handcuffs, the nature is different!

If my mother finds out, I don't know how much to worry about.

"This is not possible. We need to confirm your identity and whether you are dangerous. Naturally, you must wear handcuffs. Please cooperate with me, sir!"

Unexpectedly, the attitude of the middle-aged policeman was unusually persistent. He squinted at Qin Zhou, and although he spoke politely, he unconsciously put his hand on his waist.

"you sure?"

A surge of anger began to rise in Qin Zhou's heart, and he looked at the middle-aged policeman coldly.

At this moment, a trace of oppressive atmosphere quietly spread throughout the hall.

Several policemen felt that something was wrong, especially the middle-aged leader Chang Chang, who met Qin Zhou's gaze, as if being stared at by a ferocious ghost or beast, and his body froze suddenly.

The face of the middle-aged policeman suddenly changed. At this moment, he felt that the temperament of the young man opposite him seemed to have changed, from an ordinary young man to a full-blown dangerous person.

But he was not sure whether Qin Zhou was dangerous or not, but he only felt this feeling when facing some leaders in the city.

This young man is definitely not an ordinary person!

The middle-aged policeman immediately cheered up Qin Zhou, complaining secretly in his heart, feeling that he was really unlucky.

The middle-aged policeman's name is Wang Chen. Since he took office, he has been conscientious. He does not seek to do better. He only hopes to stabilize the status quo and avoid accidents. .

Three months ago, a serial murderer ran to Yingyi City. Although he was finally caught, two people died and a policeman was seriously injured.

A month ago, a few hooligans got into a fight in the street. For such a trivial matter, one person died.

Just a while ago, another robbery gang came to Yingyi City and robbed several local businessmen, but they haven't been caught until now. Citizens' complaints have already reached the province.

Lei Ting, the leader above, was furious and had already issued a death order. If he couldn't be caught within a week, his career might come to an end.

Today, Wang Chen happened to be working at the police station. When he heard the police saying that someone was selling cultural relics in the antique market, he was afraid that something might happen again, so he brought someone over to have a look.

Originally seeing Qin Zhou's appearance, he had already relaxed, thinking it was an ordinary case of selling cultural relics, but who knew that this ordinary young man was not a simple person.

Wang Chen was vigilant in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. He waved to the young policeman next to him, indicating that he didn't need to wear it.

Putting the gun away, Wang Chen looked at Qin Zhou, and said in a more polite tone: "We also came here because we received a report that someone was selling cultural relics. Please cooperate with us to go to the police station to confirm. If there is no problem with the source of the antiques, naturally I won't embarrass you."

Seeing that the middle-aged policeman's attitude improved a lot, Qin Zhou nodded, withdrew his momentum, and said lightly, "Let's go."

After speaking, he took the lead in walking outside.

Wang Chen quickly followed with three young policemen.

When he got out of the office, Qin Zhou saw the middle-aged man who had identified him just now standing at the door, and there were several store staff beside him.

Qin Zhou looked at the middle-aged man indifferently: "I wasted more than an hour, when I come back, you'd better give me an explanation."

As soon as he and Qin Zhou looked at Qin Zhou, the middle-aged man's heart trembled suddenly, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. He quickly looked away, not daring to look at Qin Zhou, feeling secretly uneasy.

Little did he know that Qin Zhou's words were just to scare him, it was impossible to come back to trouble him, and he didn't steal his money, but just reported him for selling cultural relics, which is also a law-abiding behavior.

Just from this point of view, since it has been identified as a cultural relic, the dagger should not be simple.

Qin Zhou thought while walking.

Antiques are different from cultural relics. This Qin Zhou happened to have seen it on TV before.

Cultural relics are antiques, but antiques are not necessarily cultural relics. Simply put, those that are of great significance to historical development or related to major historical events are called cultural relics, while ancient objects that generally flow out of the people or have little commemorative significance are called antiques.

Qin Zhou originally thought that the dagger was just an ordinary Qing Dynasty dagger, but now it seems that it should not be that simple.

Ignoring the middle-aged man who broke out in cold sweat, Qin Zhou slowly walked outside.

As for your own things, someone will help you carry them.

……

"You mean, this dagger was handed down from the royal family of the Ming Dynasty?"

Half an hour later, in the interrogation room of Yingyi City Public Security Bureau, Qin Zhou looked at Wang Chen in surprise.

He always thought that this dagger belonged to the Qing Dynasty, but he didn't expect it to be from the Ming Dynasty.

"Yes!"

Wang Chen nodded, looked at Qin Zhou and said, "The boss of Fahrenheit's Ancient Treasures has been in the antique industry for over thirty years, and his appraisals are generally correct."

The boss of Fahrenheit Ancient Treasure?Should it be the middle-aged man?

Qin Zhou nodded, his face returned to calm, and he continued: "Then why do you judge that I am selling cultural relics?"

"Actually, it's not selling cultural relics. As long as you can prove the legal source of the antiques, you can also sell them. The owner of Fahrenheit's Ancient Treasures is just afraid of unknown sources and dare not accept them, so..."

Qin Zhou curled his lips and smiled when he heard the words: "He just doesn't think I'm a rich person, and thinks I can't afford such things, right?"

Wang Chen smiled awkwardly and didn't speak, but the meaning was quite obvious.

"Then how do I prove the legal source of the antique?" Qin Zhou continued to ask.

Wang Chen hesitated for a moment, then continued: "If it was acquired by trade, you need to have the relevant proof of the transaction. If it is a family inheritance, you need to find out who owned it in the past."

Qin Zhou nodded.

This is really simple, just call dad and grandpa and ask them to give a good statement.

So he looked at Wang Chen and said, "I am passed down from my ancestors!"

"Well, let's call now to check!" Wang Chen nodded.

"and many more!"

Qin Zhou frowned: "There's no need to be in such a hurry, is there?"

"This……"

Looking at Qin Zhou's swearing appearance, Wang Chen thought it was a family tradition, but seeing Qin Zhou's performance now, Wang Chen couldn't help but doubt it.

Qin Zhou also knew that he couldn't hide it any longer, he was silent for a while, and said, "To be honest, I picked it up, but I can assure you that it has no owner, because I dug it up in my hometown."

Wang Chen nodded and continued: "If it is dug out from the ground, according to the procedure, it needs to be handed over to the museum!"

"Turn in?"

Qin Zhou frowned, he was just worried that if he said he picked it up, he would have to hand it in, but he didn't expect it to be so.

If it is normal, I will hand it in, but now my family is really not optimistic. After I hand it in, what should I do with the situation at home?
Qin Zhou urgently wanted to help his family solve their difficulties, but he didn't want to do anything illegal, otherwise his mother would never accept it.

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Qin Zhou looked up at Wang Chen, and said calmly, "Director Wang, tell me straight up? Is there any way I can't hand it in? I really need money right now!"

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(End of this chapter)