In a villa, a middle-aged man was saying earnestly:
"Mr. Weng, can we discuss it again? These more than 180 cultural relics belong to our country! Our Shenghai Museum hopes to invite them back... Let's do this. Five million is not enough. I have the final say. Let's add three more. How about a million, eight million dollars?”
The old man named Weng said:
"Old Liu, this is not a question of money. This is a question of whether you can save it. Even if I give these things to you, can you guarantee that they can be saved in China?"
"It will definitely work!" Lao Liu firmly assured, "Our museum now has the best security facilities and the best preservation environment. How can it be impossible to save it?"
Mr. Weng shook his head again:
"Old Liu, you should understand what I mean. I didn't send these cultural relics to the Metropolitan Museum just because of a temporary idea.
As you can see, I am getting old and I don’t have many years left to live. Keep these things at home, and after I leave, the juniors will most likely sell them.
I want them to be kept well, so I can only give them away..."
"Then why not send it to China?" Lao Liu was still puzzled.
"Domestic? Haha!" Mr. Weng smiled, "After so many years, I have finally seen clearly. If you send it to the country, you will probably not be able to keep it - don't refute me yet, just listen to me."
Old Liu just wanted to speak, but after hearing what he said, he had no choice but to shut up.
"Not to mention that a few decades ago, some people set up a cultural relics store and sold a large number of cultural relics directly. Who can guarantee that this kind of thing will not happen again?"
When he asked this question, Lao Liu immediately wanted to refute. After all, it was a critical period, but Lao Weng did not allow him to speak and continued:
"I've also seen things here that were labeled as museum collections and were openly sold..."
Old Liu opened his mouth, but had nothing to say. He knew that Mr. Weng would not allow him to argue.
Sure enough, Mr. Weng continued:
"Now the world is dominated by one country. Although the development of the United States has been somewhat stagnant, everyone knows that it is still the most powerful country. And because it is on its own continent, several wars have not burned the mainland here. "
Lao Liu admitted this.
"So, if you put your things here, at least you won't worry about them being damaged by war - I have experienced many wars, and I have seen the world through. Sooner or later, there will still be wars in this world. When the time comes... put it there, Can you keep it?"
Just when Old Liu was about to speak, Old Weng stood up and said with a stern expression:
"I don't want those perfunctory words! Your Shenghai is right on the seaside, on the frontier. If there is really going to be a war, your city will be destroyed first. If I put things there, can you save them?"
Lao Liu felt a little sad.
Is this really what the old man in front of me thinks?
Everything assumes war?
hehe.
He knew he couldn't talk anymore.
Standing up, Lao Liu said:
"Mr. Weng, since you have made up your mind, I won't say anything anymore."
The last time he came here, he bought a batch of cultural relics from here for US$4.5 million, which was considered a mission accomplished.
This time, it was in vain.
After Lao Liu left, Lao Weng's son walked in, curled his lips and said:
"With that little money, I just want to buy something from our house. I'm so sorry..."
"Xiao Hai, don't talk nonsense." Mr. Weng sat down, took a sip of tea and said:
"Lao Liu is still very public-minded. His thoughts can't be wrong."
"But those things were collected and purchased by our Weng family ourselves, and they were not brought out illegally by those people. We can dispose of them how we want!"
"So they didn't make things difficult for us." Mr. Weng always maintained a relatively calm attitude. "He just came here to trade, and he didn't force us to hand it over. If you don't do so much, just send the things over properly."
"I just feel unhappy when I see him." The expression on Xiao Hai's face is really unhappy, "Anyway, we got our money back from Silicon Valley Bank, so we don't care about it. If we donate it, we can still have a good reputation here. "
"Don't think so decisively about things." Mr. Weng pointed to his son, "People who are not of my race will have different minds. If you want to stay here for a long time, you will have to work ten times and a hundred times harder than others!"
"Aren't we donating things now?" Xiaohai muttered.
"It's not enough, it's definitely not enough." Mr. Weng sighed, "Actually, I also want to go back, but I'm afraid of doing it again... Oh, that's something you need to consider. I'm old and don't want to do it anymore..."
Xiao Hai nodded and went out to arrange the transportation of cultural relics.
Although he didn't think there would be any danger, he still called the person he hired to remind him again to ensure safety.
It was a peaceful day when it was time to transport the goods and hit the road.
Mr. Weng had already gone by car first, and Xiaohai followed the truck in a small car.
When the car here was about to set off, Zhu Yu had already received the message.
His car merged into the torrent of many vehicles, deliberately controlling the speed, and slowly arrived at the position of several cars in front of the truck.
all the best.
When he arrived at the tunnel, Zhu Yu was a little nervous, and then he heard a "bang bang" sound, and the two cars in front collided with each other.
Cars that had no time to brake hit each other continuously, causing chaos at the entrance of the tunnel!
Then the lights in the tunnel suddenly went out. I don't know who cut off the power supply.
Zhu Yu had stopped the car, got out of the car quietly in the darkness, covered his head, and quickly came to the truck.
Seeing that the cars in front and behind the truck had their lights on, he threw two smoke bombs.
Clouds of smoke obscured the entire view.
He could hear the nervous conversations among the people in the truck, and they were obviously wary.
The truck driver was also a little nervous and was looking around.
Zhu Yu stepped forward, knocked on the car window, and aimed a tranquilizer bomb at the driver.
After dealing with the driver, Zhu Yu found the walkie-talkie from the cab and shouted in a hoarse voice:
"The situation is not right, come out quickly, there is a bomb on the chassis!"
After saying that, he threw away the walkie-talkie.
He knew that time was running out and he had to hurry up now!
Although they knew that the news might be false, no one dared to take risks in the face of danger. The back door of the carriage opened and someone came down to observe.
Zhu Yu hid on the edge and fired continuously, knocking the person to the ground!
The people inside felt something was wrong and wanted to close the door immediately. Some people fired back. Zhu Yu had already thrown a smoke bomb in!
The other party is making a mess!
With the Sky Eye open, Zhu Yu could see the other party's position through the carriage.
All the cultural relics are placed near the front of the car, with boxes arranged neatly.
The carriage is divided into two parts, and the back is the space for these mercenaries.
Zhu Yu stood a little further away, raised his large-caliber gun, and fired a roll call!
Soon, no one in the car was fighting.
Zhu Yu opened the carriage and got in, collected all the boxes, got out of the car and left.
When he walked back to his car, Zhu Yu quietly changed all his clothes, including gloves, headgear and shoes.
After changing everything, Zhu Yu felt that there should be no flaws, so he sat back in the car.
Zhu Yu sent a message to Ran Jie on his mobile phone:
"what's the situation?"
This means that I am successful here.
Ran Jie saw the news and left immediately. Some vehicles in front were not seriously damaged and were already planning to leave.
At this moment, Zhu Yu saw several dark figures coming over, and someone knocked on the car window.
"Pay me, or I'll beat you to death!" A Mexican-looking man pointed a gun at Zhu Yu in the car window.
Zhu Yu raised his hands and nodded helplessly.
"Lower the window!" The man waved his gun, and Zhu Yu had no choice but to lower the window.
Then the other party's gun pointed in.
Zhu Yu is a little funny, this guy is a bit of an amateur!
But it can be seen that this guy may have more than one life in his hands!
Zhu Yu suddenly reached out and held the muzzle of the gun out of position, and then a gun appeared out of thin air in his right hand and fired three shots at the opponent "bang bang bang"!
Even before he died, this man still had an unbelievable look in his eyes!
Zhu Yu knew that this man had accomplices, and those few had gathered together when they heard the gunshots. Zhu Yu used this man as a cover, and knocked him to the ground with one or two shots.
Apart from one person running away early, Zhu Yu's loss was a few white spots on the bulletproof glass.
After a while, the police car arrived.
Weng Xiaohai slowly got up from his seat when he heard the sound of the police car.
When the smoke bomb exploded earlier, he immediately lay down on the car seat. The gunshot that followed made him dare not raise his head again.
Now that he heard the sound of police cars, he finally felt safer.
When the police came to the truck, he immediately got out of the truck and shouted:
"Police, there was a gun battle here just now..."
In fact, he knew without looking that his belongings had probably been robbed.
Sure enough, Weng Xiaohai was not surprised to see the mercenaries lying on the ground inside and outside the car and the empty carriage.
This time more people died. The police took it very seriously and brought many people to the police station.
Zhu Yu was also among them.
He was fighting back in self-defense, and the situation was relatively clear.
"Mr. Zhu, where were you when the car accident first started?"
"I got out of the car, took a look, and then stayed in the car." Zhu Yu said.
"Didn't you go somewhere else? Like the truck at the back?"
The police maintained a certain degree of vigilance against Zhu Yu, who was able to shoot and kill four people on his own. If it weren't for the fact that there were no clues in the car, the police would probably have listed Zhu Yu as the first suspect now!
"No." Zhu Yu looked like he was looking at a fool, "There are gunshots over there, how dare I go there?"
Mr. Weng was originally waiting at the Metropolitan Museum. As soon as the cultural relics arrived, the donation ceremony began.
After receiving a call from his son Xiaohai and hearing that the cultural relics had been robbed, he almost fainted!
A few days ago, I told Lao Liu that it was safer to store things here in the United States than at home. This was a slap in the face!
In order to expand the impact, the donation ceremony will be broadcast live on the TV station, but now it is completely out of the question!
The host would not save face for the Weng family, and the news that the cultural relics had been robbed spread immediately.
The ceremony ended without any problem, and Mr. Weng was sent directly to the hospital.
The police are also asking the Weng family if they have any enemies.
"Our family has always been law-abiding and honest. How could we have enemies?" Weng Xiaohai shouted, "There is only one possibility, and that is that we don't want these things to stay in the Metropolitan Museum!"
In fact, according to Mr. Weng's wishes, things can just proceed quietly. After all, if the publicity spreads, there will definitely be a lot of infamy.
But according to Xiao Hai, since he has already donated, he should expand the impact. In this way, it would be easier to squeeze into New York's upper class.
After all, once this reputation spreads, many people should be willing to accept him.
As a result, both people and money were lost, and it became a joke.
Xiaohai became angry and pointed his finger at those who did not want cultural relics to enter the Metropolitan Museum.
Then Zhu Yu came into the police's sight.
After all, Zhu Yu purchased or exchanged cultural relics from abroad several times, and finally leased or donated them to Chinese institutions.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like Zhu Yu did it.
After Xiaohai learned about Zhu Yu's existence, he immediately confirmed:
"He must have done it!"
He hates these people the most!
"But, there is no evidence." The police were also very depressed. There were no traces of smoke on Zhu Yu's body. Although there were marks of gunfire on his hands, they were from self-defense shooting.
If Zhu Yu were a civilian, it would be easier to do it, but Zhu Yu's influence is not small!
Soon after Zhu Yu was taken to the police station, the lawyer came over.
Henrik, a well-known New York barrister, appeared at the police station carrying a briefcase.
"Mr. Zhu, now you don't need to speak during the whole process. As your agent, I will take care of everything."
With the lawyer, Zhu Yu felt relieved.
The police are helpless, but this is the reality.
Zhu Yu didn't even have to pay bail; he was not considered a suspect.
Not enough evidence.
After walking out of the police station, Zhu Yu thanked Henrik. Henrik bowed slightly and said with a smile:
"This is what I should do. If anything happens, please contact me in time."
Xiao Hai was also at the door of the police station at this time. When he saw Zhu Yu, his mood suddenly became bad.
I thought the police would question Zhu Yu seriously, but I didn't expect the other party to come out so quickly!
"I know you must have robbed our family's cultural relics!" Xiao Hai rushed over, stood in front of Zhu Yu, and shouted: "You won't get anything good to eat!"
"Sir, please pay attention to your words!" Before Henrik could leave, he stood in front of Zhu Yu and said, "Please be polite to my client! Based on your words just now, I can definitely sue you for defamation!"
After speaking, he turned to Zhu Yu and said:
"Mr. Zhu, there is no need to pay attention to him."
Xiao Hai's face turned red, but he didn't know what to say.
Because his family is rich, he has enjoyed the "super value" services of many lawyers in the past.
I really didn’t expect that now that the service falls on the other party, why does it make him feel so uncomfortable?
Zhu Yu smiled at Xiao Hai, pushed him away, got into his car, and drove away.
"Sooner or later you will be punished!" Xiao Hai said bitterly.
Now, the Weng family has become a joke in the circle, and the initiator must pay the price!
Back at the villa, Zhu Yu saw the three of Ran Jie who were relieved.
"Boss, are you okay? The police didn't make things difficult for you, right?"
"No, I didn't do anything." Zhu Yu smiled.
"That thing..." Cao Dalong asked.
"Safe." Zhu Yu nodded.
"Great. It's no use for us to be worried." Cao Dalong breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Boss, you won't sell these things, right?"
As soon as he asked this question, Zhu Yu turned to look at him.
Ran Jie slapped him, indicating that he said something wrong.
