Happy Tycoon

Seeing the two policemen entering the door, Liu Dongmei suddenly became nervous, but she looked at Yang Jing who was also standing upright, gritted her teeth and greeted her.

"Comrade police, this is Xue Renfa's wife Liu Dongmei. May I ask if you two are looking for my old Xue?"

The two policemen are taller and shorter. The taller collar badge is a three-pointed star. This represents the third-level superintendent on the 92-style police uniform. The shorter and younger policeman has a collar badge. Two arrow-shaped stars, which means that the young policeman is a first-class police officer.

The two policemen didn't answer Liu Dongmei's words, but first looked at the yard with vigilant eyes, and focused their eyes on the things on the ground and Yang Jing's body.

Later, the third-level superintendent said: "We are from the Panjiayuan Police Station. We received a report that someone was reselling cultural relics here! You are Xue Renfa's daughter-in-law? How about your man?"

Police comrades in this era are far less standardized in law enforcement than later generations. At the very least, the two of them failed to show the police badge.

However, forced by the sharp eyes of the third-level superintendent, Liu Dongmei immediately became uncontrollable and panicked. These days, the police are still quite deterrent in the eyes of ordinary people.

"I, my man are out..." Liu Dongmei whispered.

"When does he come back?"

"But, maybe for a while, he went out to find a car."

"Looking for a car? Why are you looking for a car? Did you find a car to pull these cultural relics away?" The third-level superintendent asked step by step, and Liu Dongmei was stupid.

The young first-level police officer looked at Yang Jing, pulled the third-level superintendent, and slammed at Yang Jing.

The third-level superintendent spared Liu Dongmei and walked directly to Yang Jing, "Who are you? What's your name? Where are you from? What are you doing in Xue Ren's home?"

Yang Jing was stunned, but he still said calmly, "Who are you?" After experiencing the incident of being invited by the police to drink tea in London, in the face of such a situation, Yang Jing has been able to do so. Deal with the current situation wisely.

"Who are we? Can't you see what we are wearing? I am asking you now, answer quickly."

Yang Jing shook his head slightly and said, "There are too many scammers these days. Although you two are wearing police uniforms, it does not mean that you two are serious police officers. I think, according to the regulations, you two Before law enforcement, you should show relevant legal documents to prove your identity. Without a legal document, I refuse to answer your questions."

The older third-level superintendent was taken aback by what Yang Jing said, while the young first-level police officer wanted to come forward with some irritation, but was caught by the third-level superintendent. NS.

The third-level superintendent nodded slightly, and then took out a certificate from his jacket pocket, with the words "Police Officer's ID" clearly written on it. The third-level superintendent placed the front of the police officer's card in front of Yang Jing's eyes, and then opened the police officer's card so that Yang Jing could see the contents clearly.

"Have you seen it clearly? This is my police officer ID. I am the third-level superintendent of the Panjiayuan police station, Ma Shaohua, and this is my colleague, the first-level police officer of the Panjiayuan police station, Li Dong."

Yang Jing nodded, "Police officer, what do you two have to do with me?"

Ma Shaohua put the certificate back in his pocket, and then said solemnly: "We have received reports from the masses that some people here are reselling cultural relics."

"Resale of cultural relics? Police officer, are you referring to these things?" Yang Jing pointed to the manuscript materials lying on the ground.

The police officer did not answer Yang Jing's words, but stared at Yang Jing seriously and said: "Where are you from and what is your name? Why are you here?"

"Police officer, my name is Albert Yang and I am a Chinese-British citizen. I bought these things with money and temporarily stored them in Lao Xue. Now I am going to pull these things away. Of course I will stand here."

"Albert Young? Are you British?" The younger Li Dong asked in surprise.

"Yes, this is my passport. I only came to Yanjing last night, because I have long admired the ghost market of Yanjing, so I wanted to come to the ghost market to buy something for collection. Here, you two saw these things I bought them in the market today."..

The two police officers hesitated for a while. Li Dong reached out and took Yang Jing's "passport", opened it and looked at it carefully, and then whispered to Ma Shaohua: "The horse team, this passport should be real."

Although Li Dong's voice is not loud, Yang Jing can also hear it. The corners of Yang Jing's mouth could not help but twitched slightly.

Just kidding, this is 207 years of counterfeiting technology. In this era, even a real passport is not necessarily better than this fake passport. Based on the insights of these police comrades in this era, it would be strange if they could see that this was a false testimony. Maybe if they are transferred to the professional police in the ministry or the city bureau who specializes in handling overseas passports, they may also inquire about Yang Jing’s entry and exit records, but such ordinary police station policemen do not have the power to inquire at all, they may even I haven't even seen my passport...

This carefully prepared "passport" is synonymous with tallness in this era, and in this era, the status of Crooked Nuts in China is still quite high...

The reason why Yang Jing prepared such a fake passport before crossing was that he was afraid that someone would make trouble. Although Yang Jing was quite unwilling to turn himself into a foreign devil, Yang Jing really had no choice. But now it seems that my worries at the time were not useless. This fake passport has now worked.

Sure enough, Ma Shaohua's attitude immediately became much more amiable. After returning the "passport" to Yang Jing, Ma Shaohua asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Yang, you bought these things?"

Yang Jing nodded and said, "Yes, I bought these things today. Although I am a British Chinese, I like our domestic culture very much. You two should understand me by listening to me. What I said is not fake. My Chinese was taught by my father since I was a child, so my Chinese has always been good."

After a pause, Yang Jing continued: "It is precisely because I have been longing for China, that I returned to China for the first time. I just wanted to see the great scenery of the motherland, and at the same time, I was ready to do something for the motherland. It just so happened that I came yesterday. When I was in Yanjing, I heard that there is a ghost market in Panjiayuan today, so I came here and bought these things to prepare for collection."

"And you two don't have to worry, these things I bought will not be taken out of the country, because I intend to invest and do some business in China this time when I return to China, and maybe I will settle down in the country for a long time, so I have these things. It will only be placed in my home in China, and will not be taken out of the country. I can assure you of this."

"So many people are around the door of the house, what are they doing?" Old Xue's voice suddenly sounded outside the door. With this sound, Old Xue pushed his bicycle and walked in quickly from outside.

Seeing the two police comrades, Old Xue, who was still full of momentum just now, suddenly withered.

"Yeah, isn't this the horse team? Why are you here with me today?" Old Xue leaned the car against the wall, bowed his head and leaned forward to greet the third-level superintendent.

Perhaps it was because there was Yang Jing, a British Chinese, by his side, the police officer Ma’s tone was a lot more polite, and he smiled and said to Xue Renfa: "Old Xue, our office just received an alarm saying that someone in your family is reselling cultural relics. , I'll take Xiao Li over and take a look."

When Xue Ren heard this, an obvious flash of anger flashed across his face. Obviously, Old Xue couldn't bear this kind of slander. But he still suppressed the anger in his heart very well, and said with a smile: "The horse team, how could someone resell the cultural relics here? You don't know what my business is, but these things are from the scrap station. For the purchase, I still have the receipt issued by the purchase station."

With that said, Old Xue looked at Yang Jing, slapped his forehead and said with a sudden insight: "The horse team, you don't suspect that Mr. Yang is reselling cultural relics, are you? Oh, those people who make reports indiscriminately will call the police without knowing the situation. Damn it. Mr. Yang and I met in the ghost market in the morning. Mr. Yang bought a few things in the ghost market. Because there was no place to put them, he rented this wing of my house, and Mr. Yang paid it back. I bought all the rags that I bought from the junkyard. Mr. Yang is a legitimate business. How could it be possible to resell the cultural relics?"

The horse team did not speak, but the young police officer named Li Dong beside him suddenly spoke to Yang Jing.

But he didn't speak Chinese, but English. A stream of English came out of the young police officer's mouth, not to mention it, it was pretty slippery.

As soon as this police officer Li spoke English, Yang Jing knew what it meant. Obviously, the two police comrades were still very vigilant. After they couldn't find anything wrong with their passports, they switched to this method to test them.

Didn't you say that you are a British Chinese? Can you understand what I mean by these English words?

Although the two policemen had already believed 80% of the time when they saw Yang Jing's appearance, after all, this young man had a pair of blue pupils, and the Chinese could not grow pupils of this color. However, what should be tempted must be tempted.

As soon as Officer Li's English was exported, Old Xue was stunned.

Old Xue usually set up stalls in the market, and he had never been exposed to crooked nuts, but his English level was limited to "Camo is enough to go, nodding and choking, shaking his head". He usually communicates with foreigners. At that time, they were even talking and making gestures. The foreign languages ​​spoken by Officer Li were no different to Old Xue from listening to the heavenly scriptures.

But Yang Jing stood there with a smile, and after Officer Li finished speaking, he smiled and spoke a lot in English, and his accent was obviously better than that of Officer Li.

If the English spoken by Police Officer Li is the kind of Mandarin with the smell of rice stubble, then the English spoken by Yang Jing is the Mandarin spoken by the broadcaster of the serious news network. Although they are all in English, everyone can hear the difference between the two.

At Yang Jing's exit, Officer Li's expression suddenly changed. His English at the police academy is almost all American English. Where did he hear this legendary London accent...

After Yang Jing smiled and finished speaking, he quietly looked at the police officer Li, while the young police officer Li looked retreated.

"The horse team, this Mr. Yang's English is absolutely fine, I can guarantee that." Officer Li whispered to the captain beside him, and the captain nodded slightly.

"Mr. Yang, although I also believe that you are not reselling cultural relics, and I also believe that you are a British Chinese, as the police, since we have received the report and sent the police, we must have a complete investigation result. So I’m sorry, Mr. Yang, we need to look at the things you bought, and you also need to explain how you deal with these things you bought.”

Yang Jing spread his hands and said, "This is okay. The things are all here, but these things are bought in the ghost market. You must know what the ghost market is. It is impossible to have invoices for these things, and it is impossible. There is a purchase agreement, but someone can prove the origin of these things, because I used to store these things in the duty room of the market before they were placed in Brother Xue."

Old Xue added: "The horse team, Mr. Yang is right. The old money in the market can prove that these things of Mr. Yang are bought in the ghost market."

Yang Jing knows that the old money in the duty room can't really prove that he bought these things from the ghost market, but this matter is obvious. Who is hanging around with a bronze statue in the early morning? Only if the buyer can't get the item, it will be stored there. Even if these two police officers went to the market duty room to inquire, the old money would probably explain this way.

Not to mention whether the two police officers would go to the market duty room to check.

The police officer Ma nodded, but still brought the police officer Li to the manuscript documents lying on the floor.

Old Xue also leaned forward, and at the same time took out two red chapters of notes from his pocket and showed them to Officer Ma. Yang Jing knew that one of them was a receipt issued by the boss of the waste collection station this morning—— You expect the waste collection station to issue you an official invoice~www.readwn.com~ That is purely a joke. Usually, the waste station issues such red-seal receipts.

However, this is also true. At the very least, it can prove that these manuscript documents were bought at the scrap station.

And this is not the era of the information explosion. If in the next fifteen years, these two police officers would definitely understand the value of these precious manuscripts. But now, you can let these police officers solve the case, but let them recognize the value of these things, that's even more joking.

Even the staff in the libraries and archives that abandoned these manuscripts and documents don't know the value of these things. How can these police comrades know it? The two of them are not criminal police who specialize in detecting and reselling cultural relics, they are just ordinary policemen at the police station.

Sure enough, the captain of the horse and the police officer Li lost their interest after pulling a few times. Even after seeing the statue of the dancing king Shiva taking on the Ganges descent, they did not recognize this strange look. The bronze statue turned out to be a national treasure of India. Originally, police officer Xiao Li was still a little interested in this bronze statue, but after hearing that Yang Jing bought the bronze statue for 800 yuan in the market, he also completely lost his interest.

PS: I would like to bow to thank "Ice Town Octave" 00 for the reward.