The next morning, the sky became increasingly gloomy, light rain fell from the sky, and the waves on the sea continued to roll. This was not a suitable weather for diving.
After the Sanbao was moored at a yacht dock in Surabaya, Song Wenbin, Su Tina and Huo Yu left the yacht and walked into the city of Surabaya holding an umbrella. Different from usual, due to the need for confidentiality of the mission, after landing this time, in order not to attract attention, the photographers held small equipment and followed them secretly to take pictures. Some just pretend to be passers-by and take pictures where they pass.
Although Su Tina slept for a while last night, the dark circles under her eyes still did not fade away. She was walking beside Huo Yu now, looking a little distracted.
Song Wenbin was worried that she would be upset after reading too much information these days, so he took her to find an Indonesian restaurant that looked pretty good.
The three of them sat in the shop and ordered a portion of satay pork, a spicy sour bean and seafood soup, a portion of kung pao shrimp balls, a portion of stir-fried beef with pickles, and a portion of fried core with Southeast Asian characteristics. This thing looks like fried green beans, but it's actually a dessert. It is made of green rice noodles with shaved ice, red beans, brown sugar and coconut milk. It tastes very fresh and delicious.
Huo Yu was sitting in the shop eating satay pork rinds, looking out the window at the Indonesian locals riding electric scooters and wearing raincoats, and said: "The treasure cannot be inland. If someone really digs out that kind of thing in the city, Something will definitely be reported on the news.”
"Yeah." Sutina shook the smoothie with a spoon absently.
"By the way, when the people from the GD Provincial Museum came to find you, did they tell you the source of the news?" Song Wenbin asked.
Su Tina took out the tablet from her backpack, scratched a few times and placed a page in front of Song Wenbin, saying: "This is a foreign cultural relics trading website, and someone posted a piece of porcelain excavated in Indonesia on it. and Danjin, and a fragment of a wooden board.”
Huo Yu tilted his head and glanced at it and asked, "Didn't you say that Indonesian people won't be taken out of the country? Why are they still being sold?"
Sutina replied: "These things are not of high value and are all broken. It doesn't matter whether you say it is an undersea cultural relic or undersea garbage. So no one cares about it."
Song Wenbin stared at the photos on the computer for a while and said, "When was this picture uploaded?"
"Last year." Sutina said.
"last year..."
Song Wenbin drank rambutan fruit tea and fell into deep thought.
"No." He thought for a moment and shook his head.
"No? What's wrong?" Sutina asked.
"This porcelain is damaged, and this piece of gold seems to be of very low purity, not to mention the fragments of wooden boards. None of them are valuable. Rather than saying that this person is selling cultural relics, it is better to say that what he is selling is clues." Song Wenbin asked: "Have you tried contacting the seller?"
"Of course we have been contacted. But we can only contact the middleman, that is, the website. We cannot contact the seller at all. This is the protection regulations of these foreign reselling cultural relics websites. In fact, these cultural relics did not appear only once , they appear many times.”
Sutina scratched the tablet, and there were four or five photos in total. Some of the photos were broken porcelain, some were wood fragments, some were rusty coins, and some fragments of statues.
"These are fragments of Indonesian undersea cultural relics. They are priced at US$500, and the prices are similar." Sutina said: "But only two copies were sold, and one of them was bought by the Chinese Archaeological Institute for research."
Song Wenbin put down Kuaizi, narrowed his eyes, and tapped his fingers on the table.
"I think there's something wrong," he said.
"What's the problem?" Su Tina and Huo Yu asked him.
Song Wenbin said calmly: "Think about it, if you discovered these things in Indonesia, would you sell them like this? I mean, the price is not high, right? If we discovered these things, we would definitely You can just follow the clues and continue salvaging and make a fortune in silence, so why bother releasing these things and making yourself embarrassed."
"But besides us, who else knows the secret of the Nine-Patterned Dragon Treasure Box?" Sutina frowned and said, "I can guarantee that the domestic information is top secret, and the appearance of these items was earlier than the start of the filming of our show. If you simply don’t know that there are more valuable clues hidden behind these fragments, you might as well put these worthless things on a trading website and try your luck.”
Huo Yu was listening to Song Wenbin and Su Tina talking to each other, but he couldn't get a word in. Analyzing problems has never been her thing.
"What you say makes sense, but I never consider factors other than people. In short, I think there is a problem and there is a problem with the motives. The motives of those who sell these things are not pure." Song Wenbin said calmly: "Maybe it's just for Attract attention."
"Why attract attention?" Sutina asked.
Song Wenbin shrugged: "There are too few clues, I don't know."
After a simple lunch, Sutina seemed to have regained some of her energy. The three decided to go to the museum in Surabaya first to see if they could find key information about Zheng He's run aground.
Because the rain was getting heavier, they called a taxi and headed all the way to the museum.
Sutina looked at the tall buildings and brick walls around her, feeling filled with disappointment. If she still had some expectations when she listened to Song Wenbin's speech last night. But when she actually walked on the street, looking at the endless city skyline, she realized that it was completely impossible to find treasures here. This place is far away from all romance and ends any fantasy. The electric cars passing by in a hurry and the crazy sound of car horns will knock anything that dares to transcend reality to the ground and beat it repeatedly until it is smashed to pieces.
As we walked closer to the museum, the terrible sense of reality faded a little.
The museum is located in a square surrounded by many shade trees. Due to the weather, there are not many people here.
The three of them bought a ticket at the door and then entered the museum. There were many strange things on display in the museum, including some Javanese ape-man skull fossils, tripods and kegs from the Bronze Age three to four thousand years ago, and an elephant-headed human body on the island of Java. Buddha statues, unique house models in Sumatra, and shadow puppet and puppet show props.
Sutina was full of curiosity about these cultural relics. As soon as she entered the museum, she was like a fish entering the sea. She looked around, while taking notes in a small notebook.
Song Wenbin didn't have any hope in his heart. He just thought that if the treasure hunt couldn't continue, he could take some pictures in this museum and take them back to deal with business. Although it was stupid, it was better than nothing.
At this time, Huo Yu walked to Song Wenbin from the side, poked him silently, and said in his ear: "Someone is following us."
Song Wenbin's heart trembled when he heard this, and he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Who?"
"I felt it when I left the pier. There was someone behind me when I took the taxi. Now that person is hanging out outside the museum." Huo Yu said vigilantly.
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Song Wenbin was about to turn around immediately, but Huo Yu grabbed his face and prevented him from turning around. She pointed at a glass mirror in front of her and whispered: "Look in the mirror, don't look back, don't scare the snake."
Song Wenbin stared at the mirror in front of him. This decorative mirror reflected the scene outside the museum. Outside the museum, several photographers from their film crew had not yet had time to come in, holding equipment to take pictures of the exterior scenes. But under the banana tree behind the photographers, there was a man wearing a poncho. He was riding on an electric bicycle. He wore a mask on his face. He could not see his appearance or height clearly, but Apparently the head was looking into the glass door of the museum.
Song Wenbin stood by the decorative glass for a while, looking at his reflection. The man didn't leave and just kept looking.
"Good guy..."
Song Wenbin suddenly became extremely uneasy. If it weren't for Huo Yu, he wouldn't have known that there was a little tail behind him.
Although Song Wenbin was uneasy about the stalker, he was not surprised.
Now all three of them are disguising their identities, and he is even pretending to be a second-generation rich man, sailing on a luxury yacht in the harbor outside Surabaya for a week, which will inevitably attract attention.
However, Song Wenbin didn't know the identity of the follower. Was it the attention from Indonesian officials or from some other force? Of course, the last thing he wants is to attract the attention of Indonesian officials. If that happens, the program will be suspended.
"Could he be from the government?" Huo Yu asked softly, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
Song Wenbin said softly: "If it was the official concern, they probably wouldn't be so timid. And... that electric car looks quite broken..."
"What should we do?"
Huo Yu whispered.
"Let's go in and see if he can come in. If he comes in and is close, we will stop him and question him." Song Wenbin said in a low voice.
"good."
After making the decision quietly, Song Wenbin and Huo Yu returned to Sutina. At this moment, Sutina didn't know that she was being followed. She was concentrating on recording the museum's various collections.
"Are you sure?"
Huo Yu asked Sutina.
"Um?"
Sutina turned her head. She was drawing a sketch in a small notebook, and the drawing was vivid.
"Let's go inside and have a look." Huo Yu said.
"Okay." Sutina said.
The three of them turned a corner and entered deeper into the museum, away from the glass door. This exhibition hall is filled with a variety of ancient Chinese porcelain, as well as some ancient Chinese coins. Many of the coins were salvaged from the sea, covered with thick rust, and placed in piles in display cabinets.
"These are Chinese porcelain and cultural relics, from the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties."
Sutina looked at the glass display cabinet and said sadly, "Among the museums in Southeast Asian countries, there is no museum without Chinese cultural relics. In fact, there are now millions of Chinese cultural relics stored abroad, many of which are national treasures. . In fact, it would be better to put them in a museum, but most of the cultural relics will be participated in private auctions and become the playthings of the rich."
While Su Tina and Huo Yu were talking, Song Wenbin casually slipped in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass of the museum and looked out of the corner of his eye. The man riding the electric scooter parked the scooter next to the ticket office, got off the car and started buying tickets.
This action made Song Wenbin even more convinced that he was probably being followed. But where did the other party come from? Why should he be followed? Song Wenbin was puzzled.
