Treasure identifying Golden Finger

Seeing Sheriff Wang's slightly funny expression, Faang Cheng tried his best to control his smile and solemnly nodded. Then, he told the entire matter in detail to Sheriff Wang! After hearing Faang Cheng's words, Sheriff Wang held his right hand, his right hand holding his chin, and started to seriously think. After a while, he turned his head to look at Zhou Yan, who was standing at the side.    

    

"My friend's previous work had something to do with guns. What exactly is it … "It's not convenient to talk about it in detail!"    

    

He purposely said those words in an ambiguous manner, causing Sheriff Wang to misunderstand. Indeed, Sheriff Wang looked at the tall and mighty Zhou Yan who had long legs and long arms.    

    

"Oh, I understand!"    

    

He had obviously misunderstood that Zhou Yan had once been a soldier.    

    

"Alright, let's go and have a look then. You guys help me find that person and we, the police, will arrange the rest. The international train not only has us, the small police, but also the border police. If this is true, we can also request for more reinforcements at the next station!"    

    

Sheriff Wang's words were to pacify the people. He wanted to change the image of the police in the eyes of Faang Cheng, who was influenced by the little police just now.    

    

"Good!" My friend can recognize that person. Let him take us to see him! "    

    

For safety's sake, the Sheriff Wang who looked rough, but was actually cautious, had obtained two sets of clothes from who knows where for Faang Cheng and Zhou Yan to change into. The two of them followed behind the Sheriff Wang and the little policeman to check if there were any hidden dangers within the house.    

    

The policeman at the side harrumphed in dissatisfaction.    

    

"Hmph, I knew it was nothing. Who knows if he took the dream he had while sleeping for real!"    

    

Faang Cheng glared at the little policeman, then turned his head and looked at Zhou Yan.    

    

"No?"    

    

On the contrary, as long as Zhou Yan said it, Faang Cheng would choose to unconditionally believe him. He was just curious, where could such a big man hide himself?    

    

Zhou Yan lowered his head and muttered to himself. He suddenly raised his head, and the expression on his face was somewhat complex.    

    

"There's still one more bed that we haven't checked!"    

    

"No, I checked them all …"    

    

The little policeman followed up with his words, but after hearing Zhou Yan's words, Faang Cheng instantly understood.    

    

"You are saying … Our berth? "    

    

Faang Cheng and Zhou Yan returned to their bunks in a normal expression. As expected, the strangers from the other three bunks had already returned, and were all sound asleep in their respective positions, their positions basically the same as each other. That kind of very convenient posture to get up and dodge was something that even Zhou Yan and Faang Cheng could see through! Zhou Yan turned around and pointed a finger towards Faang Cheng, who was behind him, telling him that the person on the first floor was the man with a gun. Faang Cheng nodded slightly, went back to his bed with a calm expression and casually sent a message to Old Wang.    

    

"The man on the left!"    

    

"Roger that!"    

    

The message quickly replied, and Faang Cheng felt that he had completed his mission, so he relaxed and laid down. Suddenly, he remembered that lucky day in the afternoon when he got up, he told him that these people were with the people next door, so he thought of the man who wanted to touch porcelain but was stopped by him, and thought of the man who looked at him with that sharp and merciless gaze when he heard that he was going to appraise treasures for him. He thought of the panic he showed when he mentioned the police. There must be a ghost!    

    

Thinking back to how the man previously seemed to have stuffed the bottle under the bunk, Faang Cheng thus took out his phone and sent a message to Sheriff Wang, telling him to find a place to argue with them when he came over to look for danger, which would cause a small conflict and it would be best if he could cause all of the people next door to him to come over!    

    

Sheriff Wang quickly replied with an "OK" gesture, and told him to be careful!    

    

Ten minutes later, Sheriff Wang brought along his small police and shakily arrived at the private box that Faang Cheng was in. The moment they entered the door, they gave Faang Cheng a look, as if saying …    

    

"Watch me!"    

    

Sheriff Wang cleared his throat and opened his mouth.    

    

"Cough cough cough …" "Now is the time to investigate the hidden dangers of the fire. Please wait outside for a moment. After the inspection is over, you can come back and continue to rest!"    

    

"What, we still have to go out? What dogshit fire danger check, it was just a hassle! This is such a crappy place, what is there to look for? "    

    

The big fellow who lived on the first floor could tell that he had a bad temper just by looking at it. At this moment, when he heard Sheriff Wang's words, he couldn't help but become angry.    

    

"Eh? How can you say that? It's the duty of every citizen to cooperate with the police. What about it? "You want to come with me to the station for a few days?"    

    

The Sheriff Wang's voice was incredibly loud, these few words were said while shouting out loud. As expected, the door next door was opened, and a few men appeared at the entrance of the bunks.    

    

"That... I'm really sorry, sir, but my brother here is a little irritable. The doctor said he had some signs of mania and could not control his temper! Your excellency doesn't remember to be petty. Please don't get angry with him, it's not worth it! "    

    

This man was simply a little white rabbit in front of the police. He was docile and could speak, and had even lowered his status. Sheriff Wang was very happy when he heard about it, but … And that doesn't mean he'll accept it,    

    

"Mad? Do you have a medical certificate? Show me! "    

    

When it came to making things difficult for others, Sheriff Wang had never accepted defeat. His own harshness was already famous in the police station, and when he looked at Faang Cheng who was lying on the upper bunk, he was surprised to see that Faang Cheng's bed was empty. He was shocked.    

    

"This kid..." "Sure, when did I get out?"    

    

He carefully bent down and took out the porcelain bottle that had been broken by the devilish brat during the afternoon. He looked through the bottle from top to bottom, inside and out, carefully examining it, but he still could not find anything special about the bottle. It was just that a piece of this worthless bottle had been broken, and he was afraid that he would not be able to sell it anymore. Why do you still keep it!    

    

Once again, Faang Cheng bent down strangely and looked underneath the bunk. When he looked down, he was stunned, there were at least dozens of different sized porcelain bottles and pottery bottles in the storage box, it seemed like … This might be a group specializing in selling fake cultural relics, but … Faang Cheng still couldn't understand, there were not many people who would sell fake antiques, and furthermore, this wasn't something that required a lot of effort, but they were actually equipped with guns, wasn't this a little too tall?    

    

The more he thought about it, the more he could not understand. But the more he could not understand, the more he wanted to think about it.    

    

"No matter how I think about it, I just can't understand it …"    

    

Faang Cheng depressedly used some strength, "Zi..." He looked at his hand in shock, then looked at the bottle. He couldn't help but to be suspicious, afraid that he would leave behind traces that would make those people suspicious. His hand was not able to move at all, this bottle … Why did it break just like that? Even if it was a fake, it shouldn't be so fragile!    

    

Faang Cheng could not help but place the porcelain bottle in front of his eyes. When he looked carefully at the broken part of the porcelain bottle, he realized that there was something different about the bottle, and that the surface and the interior of the bottle were indeed made of porcelain, but the empty part of the bottle was actually a kind of gypsum-like substance. It was soft and exquisite, Faang Cheng hesitantly pinched a little of the white powder, and after rubbing it, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.    

    

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