The best perspective expert

Chapter 281 Basement

Han Zhenyang grabbed a special police officer who was just about to bend down to drill the hole, approached the hole with a solemn expression, turned on the flashlight and carefully took a photo, "There are landmines."

"Ah? Impossible, what is the origin of this worker, how can he even have such a thing?" Chen He was completely bewildered. If there were really landmines, he would have to die if he rushed in just now. He finally asked seriously: " you sure?"

Han Zhenyang pointed to the small area inside the cave with a flashlight, "Look, is this place much cleaner than other places? There is not even a speck of dust, and there are no footprints. Obviously, under normal circumstances, it is covered by wooden boards or iron boards. It’s covered with something like that, now that the wooden boards and iron plates are gone, what does that mean?” As he spoke, he took a photo further in, and a square cover was thrown in a corner.

Seeing this scene, everyone broke out in cold sweat, and at the same time, their admiration for Han Zhenyang was beyond measure. It’s nothing more than a person with great strength and strong ability to display. There is no shortage of such masters in MSS, but at the same time, they are also careful and observant. It is inferred that everyone is so strong that he has no friends. This kind of person is really a rare person.

No wonder the higher-ups let me follow his instructions!
Chen Hegang sighed in his heart and asked Han Zhenyang if he should ask the EOD team to do this now.

Han Zhenyang had a lot of fun pretending this time. He pretended to be in front of these special police officers and official MSS staff. He did so much pretending, but in fact it was just to cover up the fact that he could see through. He smelled gun oil, what? His super powers of observation and so on are all pretended by him, but in fact he has seen all of this.

Now he can clearly see that there is a basement protruding from this tunnel, which is quite spacious, and there are six people hiding in it. Besides people, there are piles of antiques, some real and some fake, and of course weapons are indispensable, but there are no long guns. , only one pistol, in the hands of a tall and thin young man, who should be the owner of this workshop, Zhao Ruixiang.

Han Zhenyang was naturally not afraid of dealing with such a weak young man, but he really didn't know what to do when he saw a lot of high-quality porcelain hidden in the basement. It's a pity baby.

Forget it, don't worry about it, let's break it, anyway, the surname Zhao only has eight bullets in a magazine, and he can't break a few bullets even if he hits it tightly.

Thinking about it this way, he deliberately rejected the suggestion to find the EOD team with a solemn expression. If the EOD team came over, how could he pretend to be aggressive?Wasn't the limelight stolen by the EOD squad?
So he pondered for a moment and said: "You wait here, I will go in alone."

"no!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Chief, think twice."

Chen Hegang and other special police officers immediately dissuaded him. They all knew that Han Zhenyang had a special status, so they knew that Han Zhenyang was skilled and careful, and they were unwilling to let Han Zhenyang take this risk. After all, this was not on the ground.If you step on a landmine in the tunnel, there is really no way out. If you don’t get crushed to death, you will be suffocated by the collapsed tunnel.

Han Zhenyang smiled and waved his hands, "I know what's in my mind, wait for my good news," said the words, and jumped into the tunnel.

After entering the tunnel, he completely let go and rushed forward with big strides, because there was only one earth mine at the entrance of the tunnel, and the rest of the tunnel was unimpeded. After all, it was a tunnel for escape. If too many mines were set Don't worry about it, maybe your own people may be stepped on in the chaos, and the fun will be great in that way.

He rushed to the door of the basement in three steps at a time, took a deep breath at the door, and looked in through the door. After hearing the footsteps, Zhao Ruixiang held his pistol tightly and aimed at the door. Just by looking at his posture, he knew that he was not He is not a professional shooter, and the hand holding the gun is shaking like chaff. It is estimated that even if Han Zhenyang stands opposite him, he will not be able to hit a box of bullets.

Of course, even so, he still had to put on a pretense. He stood at the door and looked at it for a while, then suddenly grabbed the door wrench of the wooden door and shook it with a rattle. He just rushed in with the door panel in hand, and then swung it violently. The thick door panel firmly slapped Zhao Ruixiang's face, who hadn't reacted at all, and slapped him away.

Without waiting for Zhao Ruixiang to land, he caught the falling pistol and aimed it at a middle-aged man who was just about to strike, and shouted sharply: "Don't move!"

The deterrent effect of firearms is much stronger than his perverted physical fitness.No matter how much he can fight alone, these people dare to fight him desperately, because most people think that there is still a chance of winning if they fight with bare hands, but there is absolutely no reason for them to survive if they are shot.

With one shot in his hand, six of Zhao Ruixiang were captured by him alone.

When he drove the six people out of the tunnel, Chen Hegang and the others were in admiration. They had seen someone who could fight and solve crimes, but it was the first time they saw Han Zhenyang who was so unusual and efficient. Several special police officers even couldn't help applauding.

Han Zhenyang laughed, "Come, come, move things, there are many good things in the basement."

There are indeed many good things. The basement with a size of nearly [-] square meters is densely packed with antiques, and most of them are high-quality goods. Porcelain includes Yue Kiln Celadon, Xing Kiln White Porcelain, Jian Kiln Tea Cup, Ming Dynasty Blue and White, Qing Dynasty Powder Cai Cai, and even saw a pair of small Mao porcelain tureen, I don't know where this group of people got them.

In addition to porcelain, there are also many bronze wares, and there is no shortage of jade wares, bronze wares, and statues of gods and Buddhas of various materials.

There are so many treasures, there are more than 300 pieces in total, which can equip a small museum.If you estimate the market value, Han Zhenyang reckons that he can’t buy it with his current net worth, because two of the bronzes are big national treasures, with inscriptions and exquisite patterns, even if they are placed in the Palace Museum. The general existence of a treasure.

There is no way to measure such a treasure in cash.

Out of the two big pieces, the rest are not ordinary items. It is normal to estimate the value of several million pieces, and there are more than 40 pieces worth tens of millions.

Obviously, these are carefully selected, hidden here maybe waiting for an opportunity to be transported away together, if they can be transported abroad, they will be thrown in a big auction in a circle, wouldn't the rich domestic buyers go crazy?At that time, they are estimated to earn more.

Unfortunately, they were unlucky to meet Han Zhenyang.

Han Zhenyang was also very greedy looking at such a pair of babies, not because he was greedy for money, but because he was greedy for the spiritual energy in those babies, but so much spiritual energy would definitely not be exhausted in a short while.So here comes the question, how can I get all these auras in my pocket without anyone noticing?

He spent so much time finding these treasures, he couldn't just watch them slip away from him, could he?There is still hard work without credit, how can I be worthy of the spiritual energy I have spent if I don't reward myself?
(End of this chapter)