"Miss Gu, do you still think you can take away the guqin smoothly this time?" Tengjia is the royal princess, and the person who came this time is 100% a big shot who has been here before. So, the guqin belonging to the royal family will definitely be taken back, isn't it?
Can you allow others to covet you?
"Why not? If I hadn't been worried that it would implicate Mr. Feng, I would have taken it away a long time ago. It would be better if the big shot came, so as not to cause you any trouble. Our transaction is clean and secure, so as not to make the world laugh."
Her purse was hung on the coat hook by the door. She took it off easily, took out her checkbook, tore off a sheet and placed it on the coffee table in front of me.
"Eight million pounds?" I picked up a corner of the check and flicked it, making a "click" sound.
Gu Qingcheng gave me the impression that her scheming was unfathomable. Any problem in her hands would be opened like the knot under Alexander's sword. However, when passing through Hong Kong Island in the past, no one seemed to have mentioned her.
None of Gu Zhijin's business partners ever mentioned her.
"Are you not satisfied?" She took off her glasses, her eyes were deep and calm, with clear black and white, like two sparkling cold pools. Compared with Guan Baoling, she was not as charming, but she had a kind of calmness that was both beautiful and smart.
That pair of glasses is also a new product from Versace this season. There are two tiny bright diamonds on each temple. "Satisfied." I folded the check and put it in my pocket, wanting to see what she could do again.
Defeat the menacing influence of the big shot.
She was examining my face, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and a thoughtful smile: "I know Mr. Feng still has doubts about Qin's origin, but I don't want to talk nonsense, like the people who kill Diao in the market.
, irresponsibly echoing what others say. Or maybe we can talk in detail if we have the opportunity in the future?"
There were footsteps on the stairs, and the first one to rush up was the big shot's bodyguard captain Ying Dao. Following him were four fierce special police officers who were on high alert, with submachine guns in their hands pointed at Gu Qingcheng.
"Ms. Gu, someone reported that you illegally resell and transport national cultural relics, and that you have a bad tendency to spy on the country's political intelligence. Therefore, you must be taken back to the Department of Security and Defense for isolation and review. Please cooperate with our work, otherwise if you take action, you will be punished.
Mr. Gu Zhijin is having a hard time, do you understand?"
Ying Dao had no intention of pitying her, so he first put two big hats on Gu Qingcheng's head to prevent others from standing in the way of interfering with her. His face was gloomy and his eyes kept wandering around, as if he was looking for something.
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Gu Qingcheng put down the checkbook, put on his glasses again, raised his chin and sneered: "What's the matter? I hold a U.S. citizen passport and have not violated Japanese law, why should I use a knife or a gun? Is this what the Japanese government does to foreign business investors?
How to welcome me?"
Her waist is very slender, but it is not as weak as Guan Baoling's, but full of tenacity, and her movements are extremely harmonious. From her not too smooth breathing, I can tell that she has hidden injuries on her body.
You can't use your full strength, so your martial arts skills won't be any better.
Gu Qingcheng laughed: "What? Spying on intelligence? You must be mistaken. I am just an ordinary university professor who occasionally works as a foreign financial investment consultant. I have no interest in your Japanese politics at all-"
I paid attention to Yingdao's face and suddenly interrupted: "Mr. Yingdao, are you looking for a guqin?"
In fact, I have always been confused. Since the "Five Lakes" guqin has such an origin, it should be very well-known in Japan. How could it be eliminated by history and become a discarded object in "Youhuangshui County"? At least, one
A guqin worth eight million pounds must be equipped with a professional security team to guard it. Furthermore, how could the "Night Angel Gang", which is famous for its "thief is never empty-handed", let it go?
In the conversation with Gu Qingcheng just now, I kept thinking about this question, but I couldn't find the answer. I guess she couldn't tell me so easily.
"Yes." Yingdao narrowed his eyes and looked at me. This was the second time we met, but we just got to know each other, and there was no friendship.
"I want to meet a big shot, and I need to know the origin of the guqin. Then, maybe I will give you some tips on searching for the guqin." What I can't get from Gu Qingcheng, or I can get it from the big shot in a different direction. I judge.
The big shot is in the Crown Car below, but it can be kept low-key and concealed.
Yingdao smiled: "Meet him? Do you think that a big shot will be waiting to meet you at any time and have nothing to do all day? Don't be kidding - I will convey it. As for whether he sees you or not, it depends on the individual's destiny."
As the bodyguard captain of a big shot, he is considered a very important figure in the Japanese political circle. After all, spending all day with the big shot will give him access to first-hand news materials, which in the eyes of reporters is the most amazing source of news.
Therefore, he showed a condescending arrogance all the time.
Through the window, I saw that the four doors of the Crown car were tightly closed, and the black gauze covered everything in the car. Nothing could be seen, and the situation in the yard was all controlled by the Japanese special police. American anti-terrorism experts
The layout was to deal with the sneaky attacking Yamaguchi-gumi terrorists, not a large-scale police raid, so the watchtowers at the four corners did not have time to play their role.
"I also want to meet a big shot, is that okay? Or can you allow me to make a phone call?" Gu Qingcheng was very calm and unzipped the inner zipper of the leather bag.
"Stop! Miss Gu, please don't make any moves -" Ying Dao is very vigilant. In his eyes, the quiet and elegant Gu Qingcheng is no different from a terrorist who can draw a gun and shoot at any time. His eagle eyes
, staring intently at Gu Qingcheng's right hand that reached into the leather bag, and the four special police officers behind him moved forward in a fan shape to outflank him.
Gu Qingcheng slowly withdrew his hand and raised it over his shoulder.
One of the special police officers made a "crack" sound, pulled off the stainless steel handcuffs from his belt, and walked up unceremoniously - the inner ring of the handcuffs had sharp spikes, which were specially used to deal with extremely dangerous gangsters.
Yes, but it would be a big deal if he used it to deal with a girl now.
Her hands should be bathing in a clear spring, burning incense, and then gently playing on the guqin, instead of suffering the pain of wolf-toothed handcuffs. But at this moment, facing the Japanese gun, she no longer had any choice.
I have a good impression of Gu Qingcheng. From the first time she called, to our first meeting in the yard, to the check she handed me just now, at least it is better than the one who is only mercenary and bent on getting money.
Gu Zhijin is better. So, I took a step across and stood in front of the special policeman who was as strong as an ox. I turned my head and smiled at Yingdao: "Mr. Yingdao, Miss Gu is my guest at Xunfu Garden. I guarantee that she will not
If you will do anything detrimental to your country and will not run away suddenly, then the handcuffs will be waived, right?"
Ying Dao raised his chin to the sky and let out a haughty "hum".
The crows in the world are as black as crows. This kind of people are accustomed to oppressing good people when the wind blows. They always "take chicken feathers as arrows" for the things ordered by their superiors. They only want to please their superiors and do not consider whether the way to deal with the problem is appropriate.
"Go away, Chinese!" This special police officer probably didn't know where I was coming from. He slapped me on the shoulder with a careless slap and spat out a Japanese curse word in his mouth. His palms were broad and thick, and you could tell that he had practiced it at a glance.
If an ordinary person were hit by the hard skill of "stick splitting" in karate, their shoulders would be red and swollen for at least several months.
"What did you say?" I sneered, turned my left palm over, and grabbed his wrist with a snap.
He barely paused, and swung his left hand holding the handcuffs fiercely, with a roaring sound, and hit my right temple. This move was already a one-hit kill. You can imagine that the Japanese special police were performing their mission.
He was so cruel at times that he would kill a stranger at any time who had no fault of his own.
"Baga——" It seems that he really has no cultivation, except for Japan's "national curse" or "national curse".
The window was open. It must have been that Gu Qingcheng had opened it to get some air before. This also happened to save a tedious procedure. The special police officer who had not even finished cursing suddenly flew out from above my head, passed through the window, and rushed towards me.
Half empty.
I clapped my hands, frowned and asked: "Mr. Yingdao, do all your men like to curse people so casually?" Only then did I hear the man fall to the ground with a "pop", and he was silent for a few seconds before killing the pig.
They screamed in the same way.
Yingdao's expression changed, but the other three special police officers were all stunned. Their goal was to deal with Gu Qingcheng, and they had not yet received an order on how to deal with me. Although the safety bolt of the submachine gun was open, they did not dare to shoot rashly.
"I want to meet a big shot. If you don't dare to report it, I can call him." I only said this, and Gu Qingcheng handed over the phone smoothly, with the lingering warmth and fragrance in her palm. She did
Everything she does seems to be done strictly to the rhythm, with a certain degree of relaxation, as if it is a stage play performed completely according to the script, and the eagle knife and the special police are just actors or props that she arranges at will.
I held the phone tightly and looked back at her with a bit of fun: "Miss Gu, what is this? Did you expect that I would take action?"
She smiled happily, with the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing two rows of neat teeth as white as jade.
I remember the big shot’s number. Originally I just wanted to talk about it, but now she forced me to call it.
Yingdao is just a slave of the big shot. Ten thousand decisions he makes and ten thousand words he says are not as useful as the big shot nodding or shaking his head.
After the call was made, the big man's voice was slightly hoarse, and he was obviously in a very low mood. He recognized my voice, raised his voice and forced a smile: "Feng, are you upstairs? I'm in the car below. How can I help?
your?"
In response to the Japanese's shameless and knowing questions, I could only smile silently and say: "The attitude of your special police officers is so tough that it almost scared my friend Miss Gu Qingcheng. That's right, she came to Hokkaido just for
Purchasing a guqin has no political purpose and will not endanger your country's national security or national interests. Can you give me some face and show your favor?"
There were only a few dozen meters between us upstairs and downstairs, but he pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if he didn't understand what I was talking about.
Ying Dao glared at me angrily: "Mr. Feng, I have to remind you that this is Japan. If you want to play the game of heroes saving beauties, be careful to get yourself involved!" His martial arts is not necessarily better than mine.
, so it’s just a false threat.
I shook the phone in my hand at him to signal him to be silent.
"Feng, I am actually very willing to help you, but the guqin is a treasured souvenir of the royal family and a relic of Tengjia. Alas, I hope to keep it. It can be regarded as a kind of sustenance when I see things and think about people in the future. If you want
Give it to your girlfriend, I can order someone to send you the same piano, you can choose whatever you want..."
I was stunned for about a second, vaguely feeling that something was wrong: "Gu Qingcheng said that the guqin is a priceless treasure, and the words of the big shot show that he does not understand the preciousness of the qin - the research on the guqin, the level of Japanese ancient musical instrument experts
It’s not much lower than Gu Zhijin, don’t they realize how valuable this piano is?” Based on normal thinking, I would think that Gu Qingcheng and the big shot were not referring to the same piano.
Gu Qingcheng laughed softly: "Mr. Feng, who is your girlfriend?"