The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

Chapter 167: You're done

?Germany is East Germany. The 155-kilometer-long Berlin Wall is still there. Obviously, it is impossible to go there to hunt for treasure.

This is a ridiculous and helpless thing. It would be harder for the three Zhang Nan to go to the former socialist brothers than to go to any other country in the world!

Upon hearing this, Xiang Weirong said: "Take care of your hands first, and look back for things in the Bavarian mountains and Austria. There is no hope for East Germany."

Speaking, bow his head and continue to work.

Zhang Nan opened his mouth and almost confessed that the Berlin Wall was about to fall in the next year. Fortunately, he had to hold it back, otherwise he would become a **** stick again!

"I hope it's not the batch discovered by the US military." I thought to myself, but I felt unlikely. It is unlikely that Adolf did not know that the hidden treasures in the mines of Murks Village in Thuringia had been discovered.

But it's okay to think about it again: Thuringia is Thuringia and can't get involved with Bavaria. Obviously, I think too much.

They continued to work until the afternoon, and the three of them did not leave the house.

In the evening, listening to the sound coming from outside, the neighbors seemed to have returned, and the three of them stopped their work so as not to disturb the neighbors next door.

I didn't leave in the evening, the weather was not cold, and the lights were not turned on at night, so Zhang Nan lightly fluttered in the secret room with a flashlight for a while. At other times, the three people were resting on the sofa.

Food and drink were prepared. Without using the canned food in the house, the three of them just borrowed the toilet.

The two Xiang Weirong were from special military backgrounds. They didn't feel uncomfortable after spending the whole night here, but Zhang Nan didn't expect Zhang Nan to be able to stay, and he didn't feel impatient at all.

If you have been a tomb thief, it would be weird if you can't stand this stupid time!

Late at night, Zhang Nan slept with kraft paper on the sofa, while Guan Xingquan went out in the middle of the night.

When Zhang Nan woke up, he happened to see him coming back.

"Is it something brother?" asked softly.

"It's okay, just go and see, everything is normal outside." Then he glanced at the luminous watch, and said to Xiang Weirong: "Squad leader, the whole building will be quiet after one o'clock in the middle of the night. I see this speed, tomorrow noon We can pack all of them, do you think we will move in an upright manner during the day or wait till midnight to do it?"

In the dim light coming in from outside the curtains, Zhang Nan seemed to think about his brother-in-law.

"I've already been a thief, so I'll do it again in the middle of the night and walk from the elevator. Tomorrow you will get a trolley with a softer voice. You must be able to enter the elevator and the door, otherwise these things will exhaust us! "

At least 1,500 pieces, three people moved down from the fourth floor and put them into the carriage, so that the back and forth will tire people down.

However, Xiang Weirong added another sentence: "If you can't find a suitable one at once, let's just spend a little bit of effort and don't have any problems."

"Sorry monitor, I should have considered it long ago."

Xiang Weirong waved his hand, wondering if the other party had seen it. I didn't speak, the curtain closed.

Guan Xingquan was on duty in the second half of the night, and he didn't sleep at all in the first half of the night. As for Zhang Nan just sleeping on his head, the other two didn't expect him to watch the night.

In fact, Zhang Nan didn't sleep well either, and hoped that the man would never come back, otherwise he would lose his life in vain! For their own safety, the brother-in-law and the others will definitely kill people, and they will be able to show no traces.

Thinking about the possibility of killing and destroying corpses, this is not a taste in my heart.

Guan Xingquan left early the next morning, and Zhang Nan and Zhang Nan waited for the whole building to become quiet again and the sparse traffic on the road outside before continuing to work.

After one o'clock in the morning, Guan Xingquan came back.

"It's done. I bought one from a junk market."

"Yeah." Xiang Weirong didn't say much, this Guan Xingquan is fairly reliable: there are people coming and going in the second-hand goods market, and the goal of selling trolleys to Taiwan is small and unobtrusive.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Guan Xingquan went out and drove the large truck to the edge of the apartment. After get off work, Guan Xingquan, who observed the situation outside through the bed curtain, found that although one or two residents who drove home seemed dissatisfied with the truck that occupied their habitual parking spot, there was no other special situation.

This apartment building is located in the suburbs, and there are parking spaces around it. Unlike the shortage of parking spaces in the Huaxia City Center decades later, there is sometimes an uproar in the fight for parking spaces.

Everything was fine, and in the middle of the night, the three began to move out to paint.

With more than 1,500 large and small paintings, even with the help of a trolley, the three quickly discovered that they had overestimated their abilities!

I couldn't finish moving it in half a night, and it took less than two-thirds of it at dawn!

"Xingquan, drive the car to the parking lot and continue to work tonight."

Nothing, Zhang Nan can only spend another day in fear!

At 4 o'clock in the morning on September 5, except for the "Lion Tamer" left by the original owner for the elderly, all the things that should be moved in the apartment were left untouched. The gross estimate is several tons!

Guan Xingquan and Xiang Weirong were very careful, and finally cleaned the apartment again to make sure that there were no traces that shouldn't be left.

Putting the "Lion Tamer" in a position where you can see it as soon as you enter the door is a reminder to the person so that you won't be able to stand a heart attack.

"Brother-in-law, do you want to leave a mark?" Zhang Nan asked before leaving.

"Leave what?"

Upon hearing Zhang Nan's explanation, Xiang Weirong smiled and said, "It's bad enough! But don't get it wrong!"

Zhang Nan held the "ledger notebook" in his hand and said, "It can't be wrong."

I used a coin to draw a big **** on the wall: just follow the mark on the cover of the notebook-this thing will be drawn into another symbol if you don't pay attention, if it is like that, it will be funny! It will even bury hidden dangers!

This is warning that person: We know who you are! What you have hidden here are all Nazi things! Keep your mouth tight, don't trouble yourself or us!

Lest anyone get into stupid things! If the person's brain doesn't have any nerves, as long as he sees this mark, he probably won't even call the police.

Zhang Nan also left him with money for the elderly. It is estimated that he will not be depressed because of poverty in the end—it is said that the man still has two luxury apartments in the north of Munich, and there should be a small amount of art that can "see people" there. Taste.

Together with the paintings left behind and the two apartments, it should be no problem to live a decent life for the middle class until you are in your 80s.

He took everything and left, and Guan Xingquan started the truck on the road quickly. Looking at the fading apartment, Zhang Nan felt that he would never come here again in his life!

It feels very peculiar. I can't tell the truth. I seem to have seen the era when the "swastika" flag was flying.

There was no need to go back to the hotel. Guan Xingquan had already checked out yesterday afternoon. The three people’s luggage was on the truck, and the rented Volkswagen had already been returned.

Find a relatively hidden place on the road and quickly change the vehicle license plate back to the Belgian license plate. At dawn, the heavy truck was on the highway. Except for refueling halfway, the car arrived at the Port of Hamburg in less than 9 hours.

Following the procedures for renting a warehouse, the truck drove directly into the rented warehouse in the warehouse area.

Pull down the rolling shutter, now it is completely safe.

"Would you like to tidy up?"

After checking the situation in the carriage, Xiang Weirong asked.

"Forget it, let them be in the car for the time being, and it is estimated that within one or two years we will be transporting the things. If we can find anything in Bavaria, we will pull them all here."

As soon as Guan Xingquan heard that the car did not move, he simply put down the metal support frames under the carriage, so that even if the truck had been left in the warehouse for a few years and the tires were flat, the carriage would not sway and damage the valuable paintings inside.

Add two new big padlocks to the rolling gate when it comes out, close the formalities, and it's done.

Hamburg is nothing fun, and I don't bother to go to Taobao or something, this trip has been exciting enough so far.

"Anan, what are we doing under UU reading www.uukanshu.com?"

Walking out of the storage area, facing the huge port area, Xiang Weirong asked: He is blind to Germany. When he has no goals for the time being, he really doesn't know what to do.

"Brother-in-law, find a place to eat, and then send the things back first."

The seafood restaurants around Hamburg Port are very famous. A large seafood pot with good German roast pork knuckle is much happier than eating fried fish and potato chips every day in the UK.

I arrived in Hamburg for dinner and found the FedEx service station, packed the notebook with the "swastika" removed and all other unnecessary things packaged and sent to the manor on Long Island in the United States, and also used the high-density insurance policy.

And for insurance, I used to have a self-service copy shop and copied all the contents and maps in the two notebooks.

This time, I did not use FedEx, but I found DHL and sent the copy to Long Island at the same time. It was still a high-cost policy express.

These things are inconvenient to take to the east, and you are afraid of problems with them, but it is safer to express them back: because the next stop for the three will be the Red Empire-the Soviet Union! (To be continued.)

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