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Chapter 45 Bloody Case

Before Zhang Xiaofa sent Lin Mi downstairs, he saw a familiar figure standing beside the dormitory.Lin Yitang walked towards him quickly with his things in his hands: "Mr. Zhang, I need your explanation."

"Cousin, I went to him first." She took the initiative to stand up.

"We went to eat, that's all." He responded calmly.

Lin Yitang approached step by step: "I respect you as her teacher. I hope you love yourself and don't go off the rails."

Zhang Xiaofa turned around and walked away, shaking his sleeves: "Teachers and students are teachers and students. Believe it or not."

Lin Mi grabbed Lin Yitang, who was about to chase him, and persuaded softly: "Thank you cousin for coming to see me, I have to catch up with my homework, you should go back and rest early."

Lin Yitang handed her the box in his hand: "Eat it while it's fresh, and watch the freshly made one at the dim sum shop at night."

"Well, don't worry, cousin." Seeing the concern in his eyes, she softened her tone a lot.After saying goodbye, she went upstairs, while he returned to the school gate and called a car to go back.

After Lin Yitang came back, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere.He saw Mrs. Lin walking back and forth in the living room alone, the silk handkerchief in her hand crumpled into a ball.The frequent sound of high heels made it difficult for him to calm down, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart: where is uncle?Uncle went to the antique market in the afternoon, why should he be back now... Could it be that something happened to Uncle? !

He took a bag containing self-defense equipment from the room, and said to her firmly: "Auntie, I'll go find my uncle. Do you know the address of the antique shop?"

Mrs. Lin turned around and went to the study to get a business card: "Pan Jiayuan, Huangji Antique Store."

Lin Yitang jumped into the car and hurried to the largest antique market in the east of the city.He subconsciously glanced at the bag on his chest, which contained a small pistol and a saber...

Mr. Lin has a hobby of visiting antique streets, and he has always been used to going alone.Over the years he has found many treasures from there.This time he came here specially for the vase.

The last time I gritted my teeth and accepted it, it was fifty gold bars that I sold a house in exchange for.It fell to the ground but did not break, indicating that it is a fake.How embarrassing!
He walked into Huangji Antique Shop full of anger, and slammed the box containing the vase on the counter: "Boss Huang, we have been friends for many years, why did you sell fake cultural relics to deceive me this time!"

Boss Huang, who was smoking a cigarette, saw that he was angry, his face was pale, and he knelt down and begged: "Major General Lin, the vase you selected last time is indeed the only genuine one in our store. Unfortunately, when you went back to pick up the gold bars, someone came into the store and found it." Yes, I forced the young one with a gun to have no choice, so I changed the package temporarily. The gold bars are stored elsewhere, untouched, and I have been waiting for a chance to clarify with you, and I will return them all."

Mr. Lin was curious: "Tell me clearly, who is it that dares to use force to force you to sell this cultural relic in broad daylight?"

Boss Huang trembled all over: "It's... a person from the underworld."

"What gang do those people belong to?" Mr. Lin urged, knocking on the table, "You must tell me the truth, I just want to get back what originally belonged to me."

Boss Huang glanced at the eight-tone clock on the wall, his expression became more and more nervous, holding a sandalwood box in his hand, he begged in a low voice: "Major General, these people are coming to pick up the goods again tonight, for safety's sake, You go away!"

Mr. Lin shook his head: "I have been in the army for more than 20 years, and I still don't know how to spell 'escape'." He took out a pistol from his pocket and ran to hide behind a disused marble screen opposite the shop.

After a long time, the clock struck, and there was a neat, eerie sound of boots from far and near on the stone pavement...

At least a team of ten or so people!
Knowing that he was outnumbered, he gave up the idea of ​​fighting with the opponent, held his breath behind the screen, and paid attention to the movement in the store.

A few words of dispute were vaguely heard, followed by gunshots like a rainstorm, accompanied by the sound of dull objects falling to the ground...

He guessed that the group of people had already left, so he came out to check the situation in the store: Boss Huang was squatting in the corner, bleeding from his seven orifices, he was already dead.The remaining clerk in the store was also shot several times and died.

He went to check the counter, but there was no sign of a transaction: Could it be murder?robbery?
What annoyed him especially was that Boss Huang was killed, so the fifty gold bars might not come back...

Unwilling, Mr. Lin chased after him with a pistol, and finally saw a group of men in black getting into two tightly covered cars at the intersection...

He followed the car at a distance along the way.After passing through a bunch of messy alleys and a few dark streets, his physical strength was gradually exhausted and he began to pant.At this time, he saw a passing carriage on the side of the street, he quickly waved to stop it, jumped into the carriage, and asked the driver to give chase with all his might.

The long follow-up was very hard, and Mr. Lin did not dare to slack off at all.The cars of those people actually ran out of the main city, turned around and arrived at a remote cemetery, and then stopped suddenly.The men in black got out of the car one after another and got in like crows.He looked around and remembered the general characteristics of this place before letting the coachman go back.

Just as Mr. Lin was sitting in the carriage going home, Lin Yitang had already driven to Panjiayuan Antique Street.

He saw a group of people gathered at the entrance of Huangji Antique Shop written on the business card, and heard screams and cries of women and children in the crowd, and he expected something serious to happen.

Upon closer inquiry, I found out that a bloody case had just occurred in the antique store with the longest operating history.

He stood at the door of the store and looked in. What was strange was that the cultural objects on the counter and on the shelves were intact, and there were no traces of looting of property: it shows that the perpetrator not only had a clear target for the crime, but also had a strict time plan for committing the crime. .In order to evacuate in a short time, they didn't even snatch a lot of valuable items in the store.

He walked into the store and found a clear bloody shoe print on the corner floor.He took out a white handkerchief, vigorously printed the shoe prints, and carefully put them back into the bag.

Lin Yitang restarted the car and searched for his uncle in the crowd along the road, but found nothing.When he returned to the living room dejectedly, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his uncle was already sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.He told his uncle what he saw and heard in the antique street tonight, and at the same time took out the handkerchief with footprints.

The uncle and nephew had a secret conversation in the study, and they talked until late at night.

Lin Yitang heard that his uncle followed the mysterious robbers alone, and worried that there was something wrong with this move.

He thought that his uncle had served at sea all year round, and he knew too little about the complicated situation on the shore. If the other party noticed something, he might get burned.

Mr. Lin's three-day family leave is full, and he will return early tomorrow morning.He and his nephew explained the recent arrangements...

　The importance of Lin Yitang far exceeds the original outline of the novel.He is not a playboy, but a hidden master.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)