The door of the interrogation room was forcefully closed, and Wang Zhuang, who was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, shook involuntarily.
"Wang Zhuang, remember me..."
After the assistant's routine questioning, the interrogator smiled.
Wang Zhuang said uneasily: "Remember, after I committed a crime, you were the one who tried me."
"Well, we have an old relationship, so let me reveal some information to you." The interrogator looked at Wang Zhuang, holding the thick prop-level file in his hand, and said, "I have a document here for you to take a look at."
As he said this, someone handed a thin piece of printing paper to Wang Zhuang from the other side of the iron fence.
Wang Zhuang lowered his head and saw that one-third of the printing paper was covered with red writing and lines. In the middle section, below the red line, was a line of bold and black words - "Special Project on Deeply Combating Cultural Relics Crime"
working plan".
Wang Zhuang felt uncomfortable for a while, then felt relieved. He forced a smile and said, "Government, I'm already in jail. No matter how hard you hit me, it won't hit me."
The rare element in the interrogator's mouth: "Can't it hit you? Can't it hit your uncle? Can't it hit your brother? Do all your relatives want to be reunited in prison?"
Wang Zhuang: "Ah...well...they haven't committed any crime..."
"Take a good look at the top, which unit is the one that issued the red-headed document?"
Wang Zhuang whispered: "Ningtai County..."
Interrogator: "Did you remember anything?"
How could Wang Zhuang forget? Although he had never met anyone from Jiang Yuan, Jiang Yuan's name would ring in his ears and echo in his mind almost every few days.
Wang Zhuang took a deep breath: "Ningtai is far away from the river, and fierce flames are billowing."
The interrogator nodded slowly: "Do you understand?"
"I...I really don't understand. The government..." Wang Zhuang felt that he shouldn't be nervous, but he was still nervous. He couldn't help but whispered: "My family is not from Ningtai. They Ningtai County is fighting against cultural relics crime and they are not like us.
…”
"Were you arrested in Ningtai County?" The interrogator said calmly: "Look at the contents of the document. Did they say that the scope of the in-depth attack was Ningtai County?"
Wang Zhuang shook his head blankly.
"No. That's the whole country." The interrogator said.
"Ah...this..." Wang Zhuang was slightly surprised, and then he recalled what he saw and heard in prison, and suddenly felt that it was reasonable.
The interrogator felt that the foreshadowing was enough, and considering that there were still tasks ahead, he made a straight shot and said: "The tomb of King Yong in Shannan Province was stolen before the archaeological team settled in. Team Jiang is now in charge of the tomb."
After discovering this situation during the excavation of Wang's tomb, we were very unhappy, so we decided to crack down on cultural relic crimes."
The interrogator stared at Wang Zhuang for a few seconds and then said: "Don't say you don't know what King Yong's Tomb is. You are an old man in this industry. You are also allowed to watch TV, read newspapers and make phone calls in the prison, so
Outsiders may not know about the excavation of a large tomb, but it is impossible for you to not know about it."
Wang Zhuang smiled bitterly: "I only know a little bit about it. I know that King Yong's tomb is a newly discovered tomb. I really didn't know that Team Jiang went to excavate it... I really don't know about this matter. If I knew... how dare I do it."
"
"Don't talk about those useless things." The interrogator looked at him disdainfully, and said in a slow and stressful tone: "In short, Captain Jiang, if you put down your words, the thieves will not be eliminated, and the attacks will continue."
Wang Zhuang was stunned when he heard this: "What does this mean?"
"It means literally. The things in King Yong's tomb will not be recovered for a day, and the personnel who fight against cultural relic crimes will not return for a day." The interrogator closed the folder in front of him and announced the end of the interrogation.
Wang Zhuang became anxious after hearing this: "We didn't know what King Yong's Tomb was before. The name was all new. Even if someone dug out the tomb there, he couldn't show off the name back then... Moreover,
I really haven’t heard of anyone robbing a big tomb here.”
"The number of stolen cultural relics is not large, and the economic value is not very high, but it has high archaeological value, so..." The interrogator stood up, looked at Wang Zhuang, and said: "Team Jiang has been collecting tomb robbery cases from various places. I heard that
Your area is also within the collection range."
Wang Zhuang looked at the interrogator stupidly: "He can't... isn't it... doesn't it mean that the economic value is not high? It's not... unnecessary..."
…
News spreads quickly.
In less than half a day, photos of red-headed documents began to circulate in some private groups.
I don’t know how many bosses of tomb robbing gangs put down their 47K temporary girlfriends in their arms, held their mobile phones, and fell into deep thought.
…
"Is there anyone willing to surrender?"
In the Ritz-Carlton suite, the pockmarked Uncle Ma was lying naked on the bed, with Tencent conferencing software open on his mobile phone, and his voice sounded gloomy as if it came from a tomb.
A group of tomb robbers squatted in the software with their trumpets open and fell into silence for a while.
They all came to participate in the transaction today, but at the end of the meeting, Uncle Ma read the red-headed document "Special Work Plan on In-depth Combating Cultural Relics Crime" issued by Ningtai County to everyone, and the somewhat heated scene was carried out on the spot.
Silence fell.
"This is no joke. Who is willing to surrender?" a middle-aged man's voice came out, also in a solemn voice.
Uncle Ma said "Yes" and said, "If you don't surrender, Jiang Yuan will be involved in the tomb robbery case."
"Let him scan it." Someone laughed twice.
"Hua Douzi didn't come." Uncle Ma suddenly said without any clue and asked, "Who knows where he went?"
"Said he was coming." Someone whispered.
Uncle Ma snorted and said, "It's true that he is coming. That's what I heard too. But the news I heard tonight is that he is guilty of something."
"Ah? Hua Douzi has committed a crime? Where did you get the news?" In the conference software, several avatars lit up at once.
Uncle Ma curled his lips and said: "Lao Hui asked him to collect the goods, but he almost didn't come back. The police from Ningtai came directly to arrest him."
"ah?"
"What?"
The conferencing software shines.
"Do you really think that you, a group of old farmers, do things flawlessly? They just can't spare the time." Uncle Ma paused and said, "I heard that the team in Jiangyuan, Ningtai, currently has dozens of people.
, Hua Douzi’s uncle and nephew also want to go in.”
"this……"
"too fast."
"Not that much."
Uncle Ma sat up and said slowly: "I have a suggestion. Since none of you here have robbed the tomb of King Yong... let's report it. If anyone has relevant clues, report him!"
"this……"
In the conference software, there was suddenly silence.
"I'll tell you what I'm talking about first." Uncle Ma had already made up his mind. He coughed twice and said, "I remember seeing a porcelain vessel two years ago, which was the same shape as King Yong's tomb..."
