Chapter 923: All Treasures—The Emperor Chen’s Genuine Works Reappear?
Xiao He went out to investigate upon hearing the noise.
The building on their side was originally the servants' quarters, and it was some distance from the storeroom. However, after Xiao He went out, he could immediately see a group of people walking towards the storeroom.
The person in the lead looked somewhat familiar to Xiao He.
He quickly took a few steps to catch up and immediately called out, "Uncle Qian Si?"
Hearing the shout, Qian Shunping turned around and looked over.
When he saw Xiao He, he also looked surprised: "Xiao He?"
"Uncle Qian, it really is you! I almost thought I was seeing things."
Xiao He greeted him with a smile.
Uncle Qian, Qian Wenhao's fourth uncle, whose real name is Qian Shunping, is a member of the Qian family. He is a professor majoring in archaeology and also a special agent of the police, often cooperating with the police on cases related to historical artifacts.
Xiao He had heard his fourth uncle talk about his battles of wits and courage with tomb raiders underground during his last visit, so it left a particularly deep impression on him.
Although the Qian family's development in the industry was affected to some extent after the previous incident, their descendants have all developed and have their own power and connections. So, after all the twists and turns, they were not seriously injured.
However, Xiao He heard that the Qian family had never given up on investigating the truth of what happened back then. Later, Uncle Qian went abroad again, seemingly to find the head of the Yun family, Yun Rongguo, who had been hiding overseas, to see if the old man had really died or faked his death to escape.
But after he went to Hong Kong, he didn't know much about what happened next, and he never paid attention to it.
Unexpectedly, I've run into Uncle Qian Si now.
What are you doing here?
Qian Shunping asked with some surprise.
"I am the homeowner here."
Xiao He smiled helplessly.
Qian Shunping: "?"
He looked up and glanced around, then turned to Xiao He, asking with a bewildered expression, "When did this place get an owner?"
He naturally had some impression of the situation regarding the land of the Prince Jinhe Mansion.
But that was a long time ago.
Uncle Qian never expected that in the short time he was abroad, a new owner would take over.
"I just bought it myself, and I was renovating right now, and then this happened."
Xiao He briefly explained his situation, then tentatively asked, "Can I go down with you to take a look? Although this happened here, I arrived too late and didn't see what was going on down there. I'm really curious."
Qian Shunping nodded and agreed without hesitation: "Okay, you can come in with us!"
Given the relationship between Xiao He and their family, Qian Shunping couldn't possibly refuse.
Moreover, Xiao He was originally the homeowner, so this is even more reasonable and well-founded.
Thus, Xiao He successfully infiltrated the team.
"But Uncle Qian, what exactly is going on down there?"
As Xiao He walked, he asked, "How did you get here? Is there anything else down there besides those things?"
"Um."
Uncle Qian glanced at Xiao He, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Inside there are some weapons left over from the war, as well as some antiques and gold and silver jewelry that the previous owner hid."
Xiao He gasped.
Goodness, so this "crime base" also includes hiding stolen goods?
System, you've really gone all out for me!
Seeing Xiao He's absent-minded look, Uncle Qian kindly advised, "According to official regulations, these things will definitely have to be taken away. You should be prepared for that."
"Ah, I certainly knew that. Besides, these were things I discovered by accident, and they weren't included in my expectations."
Xiao He nodded, completely unconcerned about the matter.
Just kidding, he's rich.
It's not necessary to take these things...
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However, a few minutes later, Xiao He felt that he might have been too hasty—cough cough cough.
At this moment, the police had already removed the more dangerous items from the basement, so Xiao He and Uncle Qian's group passed through the police checkpoint smoothly and entered the basement.
The basement was about the same size as Xiao Chen had described, except that most of the items on the shelves had been taken down and a disposable plastic sheet had been laid on the floor, indicating that it had already undergone a preliminary inspection and record-keeping.
The innermost open space is filled with all sorts of boxes, mainly tin boxes and wooden boxes.
The tin box mostly contained items that were prone to dampness, while the wooden box contained items that were relatively stable. Therefore, Xiao He glanced at it casually and saw a whole box full of glittering gold items.
—It was a box of gold bars, neatly stacked.
Xiao He:...Wow.
Is this just one box?
How much gold is that?
Xiao He turned his head to look at another box and found that it was a box of jade artifacts.
To be honest, Xiao He would rarely see such a vibrant green color in jewelry stores these days.
However, it was still made into a Buddha statue.
This alone demonstrates the value of this jade.
This is only two boxes of stuff.
Xiao He's eyes were already starting to hurt just from looking at it a few times.
Note that this is a real eye pain.
Because Xiao He drew a cheat code at the restoration center last time, called 【Treasure Hunting】.
【Treasure Hunting: Helps you quickly determine the true value of all items at a crime scene, thus assisting tomb raiders in stealing suitable treasures and carrying out other criminal activities more quickly.】
Xiao He originally used this thing only to determine whether the painting by Emperor Chen was genuine or not.
Now things are fine.
He was blinded by the wealth he had "missed out" on.
Xiao He didn't really want to count the zeros one by one from the string of numbers that his brain automatically generated.
Let's put it this way—Xiao He's field of vision is almost entirely filled with long strings of numbers.
When the world is filled with numbers, even though Xiao He doesn't reject mathematics, he begins to feel a bit nauseous.
And this cheat code!
If you're going treasure hunting, fine! But why do you have to prefix it with "treasure hunting"?!
Now he's itching to touch each and every item.
Ahem, it really was just a quick touch! Nothing more!
Ugh—his criminal instincts are burning fiercely!
Ugh—his heart is bleeding...
Uh ah—
While Xiao He was suffering alone, someone on the other side suddenly started calling out to Uncle Qian Si, their voice so excited it was almost cracking.
"Teacher Qian! Look at this!"
Everyone immediately turned to look.
A young man is carefully carrying a long, narrow metal box.
Faced with the questioning gazes of the crowd, the young man swallowed hard and said, "Teacher Qian, these boxes over here seem to be full of ancient books and antique paintings and calligraphy. I think I saw an {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} authentic work by Emperor Chen—"
"What?"
Everyone was taken aback. Uncle Qian immediately strode forward and anxiously scolded, "You opened it directly? Do you know what kind of environment this is? What if you really damaged the artwork?"
They came here to conduct a basic inspection before deciding whether to take the items away. After all, the environment is extremely harsh and can cause great damage to cultural relics such as ancient books. They will try their best not to open the boxes that are still relatively well sealed, while minimizing damage to the current storage environment of the ancient books.
Unexpectedly, someone violated regulations?
This is a serious accident!
"No, no, I didn't!"
The young man was startled by Uncle Qian's loud voice, his eyes reddening. He quickly explained, "I just saw that someone had carved words on this, it seemed to be the name of Emperor Chen, so—"
"Quickly, handle it carefully! Let me see!"
Uncle Qian Si gave instructions without hesitation and took out his glasses.
Xiao He looked surprised.
Then a guess suddenly popped into his mind, so coincidentally that even his eyelids twitched—
Could it be such a coincidence?