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"How many policemen are there in the group? Come out and let me, a fellow villager, take a look."

Zhang Yang's eyelids jumped when he saw this message in the fan group.

Do some people really think that the Internet is a place outside the law?

He hurriedly asked all Aite members to take a look at what this group member had just said. By the way, if there were really police officers, they might as well come out and have a chat.

Zhang Yang: Being in the same group is fate. Please inform us of your identity in advance to prevent the flood from destroying the Dragon King Temple!

Criminal Investigation Captain Liu: 6.

Internet police officer Xiao Li: I’m probably not the only one.

Lao Qin from the Cultural Relics Office: So everyone is here!

Anti-smuggling Dage: Am I the only one here to learn technology?

Zhang Yang: When did you change your name?

The group quickly fell silent, and all the messages were withdrawn with a "swish".

Zhang Yang looked at the group members again. Where were the policemen from just now? They were all [Baobao Gang] and [Liucaigou].

Fortunately, some divers in the group were quick and clicked on the personal page of "Criminal Detective Liu Captain" just now, and found that his name had been changed to "The Ninth Elder of the Treasure Protection Gang."

Zhang Yang saw the screenshot and remembered that the Ninth Elder had given him a lot of gifts, so he quickly came out to "rescue" him:

"This Captain Liu was invited to join the group by me."

These words were very effective and successfully changed the topic in the group from "Who is the police" to "Who is the mole and explain why it is the group leader himself."

Zhang Yang was working hard in the group to make the members believe in him, when a private message suddenly caught his attention.

Usually, the friends who send him private messages are either looking for him to appraise treasures or want to borrow money from him.

A slightly perverted person would send him a photo of his abs and ask him if he was a 0 or a 1, or if he could fencing.

Today this person was a little strange and asked him "Do you want to play with rough stones?"

At first glance, Zhang Yang thought Xu Jie sent him the message by mistake.

Wait for the information of the person who sent the message and take a closer look. Isn’t this Ms. Cao from Guangdong Province?

"Long time no see, Miss Cao. Are you looking for leeks outside again?"

Zhang Yang replied with a smile on his face.

"Master Zhang is joking, for a discerning person like you, how can jade be like leek?"

"It's obviously an opportunity to make a fortune!"

On the other side of the network, assistant Yuanyuan was replying to Zhang Yang's message for Cao Jiayun.

Her little boss, Ms. Cao, was lying on the massage chair, receiving a facial maintenance massage from the nurse.

"Sister, Zhang Yang doesn't seem very interested!"

"What did he say?" Cao Jiayun asked lazily.

"He said that the last time I gambled with you, my sewing machine is now smoking."

Yuanyuan knew Mr. Yu. When she saw this, the image of a fat man slamming on a sewing machine appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help laughing.

"It's okay. Tell him that we will have a new batch of rough stones here next month. You can come and take a look when you have time."

After Yuanyuan finished sending the message, Cao Jiayun asked her: "What number is this?"

"He's the tenth. We've already talked to everyone in the group of potential stocks in your account."

"Sister, why is Zhang Yang ranked tenth in your potential stock group?"

In Yuanyuan's view, the gap between Zhang Yang and Qi Erdai, who is ranked ninth, is not as big as usual.

As a former colleague of Zhang Yang, she knew that the anchors in the broken MCN company were not only poor students, but also young girls who were short of money.

"Who told you that he ranked tenth?" Cao Jiayun sat up and stretched slightly: "He ranked first."

"Ah? He can be ranked first? Although he is famous now, he has only been broadcasting for a short time, so he probably doesn't have much money, right?"

"He doesn't make money from live broadcasts. When I look at you, you don't watch the news in Linhai."

Cao Jiayun gently patted Yuanyuan's big head and pulled out a screenshot of the news from her phone.

On the official account of Linhai Daily, in a report about the "Casualty of falling from a building in Hailin Museum and injuring someone," after saying "Director Wang is already waiting for trial," he mentioned:

[Hailin Museum will be taken over by deputy director Zhang Yang and has resumed normal business]

Deputy Director?

Yuanyuan has been to Hailin Museum and checked in, and knows that there are many valuable treasures there.

But she still couldn't believe it: "Could they have the same name?"

"You can find out just by looking at the museum's official website. There are photos."

Cao Jiayun was too lazy to explain the problem, and instead talked about the reason why she ranked Zhang Yang first.

"This person is no longer an ordinary rich second generation. I even suspect that his family is the kind of invisible rich..."

…

"How could I be an invisible rich man?"

"If I were an invisible rich man, why would I open a company? Wouldn't it be nice to just be a yacht model?"

"You still have a yacht at home!" Sister Gao opened her mouth in surprise.

She just saw a female anchor named Yuanyuan in the group of her previous company, saying that Zhang Yang, who used to do live broadcasts in the afternoon, came from an invisible rich family and came to live broadcasts to experience life.

The evidence is that after the director of the Hailin Museum had an accident, he directly bought the museum and became the deputy director.

It is estimated that when Director Wang is released from prison, he will become the director.

Of course Sister Gao doesn't believe such nonsense.

She felt that the Hailin Museum originally belonged to the Zhang Yang family, and the Wang family was just a white glove of capital.

This is also consistent with her guess when she first saw Zhang Yang Jianbao.

"Boss, does your family have overseas capital? Why did you admit it when I asked you if you were a tomb robber?"

"Sister, my family is actually an oil oligarchy, and the oil fields at home are leaking oil."

"You are too ridiculous." Sister Gao curled her lips and said.

"You're still talking nonsense. Do you know how much the things in the Hailin Museum are worth?"

Sister Gao actually thought about it seriously and then replied: "A few hundred million?"

Zhang Yang nodded: "It seems that poverty does limit people's imagination."

The smile on Sister Gao's face slowly disappeared: "Boss, what you said is a bit irritating."

"Okay, you better tell me why you came to me."

"Actually, I want to ask boss to help me look at something."

Sister Gao said, taking out a string of Buddhist beads from her bag.

"Sister, did you get the fan card?" Zhang Yang took the thing over with a smile and asked.

"It's stuck. When I was still working under Director Jin, I gave you a gift."

"But you really couldn't do it at that time. I gave you a gift of ninety cents. What did you say to me? Don't give me three melons and two dates. You'll make me angry..."

Speaking of what happened a few months ago, Sister Gao was still a little angry, and her teeth started to itch when she spoke.

"I'm telling the truth."

Zhang Yang chatted with Sister Gao with a smile, while twirling the orange Tibetan Buddhist beads in his hand.

Different from the beads of Chinese Buddhism, the beads of Tibetan Buddhism are smaller and strung more densely. Sometimes there are turquoise, beeswax and other strung in the middle, and the colors and styles are richer.

But there is a very bad point about Tibetan Buddhist beads...

"Fuck!" When Zhang Yang saw the item information, he was so excited that he threw the item on the table.

"Sister, where did you buy this?"

"My mother-in-law bought it." Sister Gao saw Zhang Yang's reaction and said with some confusion: "She just came back from traveling to the snow area. She bought this at the scenic spot."

"Any questions?"

"Did she tell you what she bought it for?" Zhang Yang asked.

"It's just Buddhist beads. She bought them for 600 yuan. The old men and women in the community said that she was deceived, but she insisted on telling the truth."

"Almost one beat ten."

Sister Gao talked about things at home with a very helpless tone.

"This is Gabala." When Zhang Yang spoke, he couldn't help but shudder.

"What is Gabala?" Sister Gao asked.

"Buddha beads made from the bones of our kind, Tibetan Buddhism, this thing."

"This skewer of yours should be made from leg bones."

"Some people like this kind of thing, but I can't accept it anyway." Zhang Yang shook his head repeatedly.

"Fuck!"

When she heard it was Gabala, Sister Gao's reaction was almost exactly the same as Zhang Yang's just now.

Then he said very angrily:

"The old lady wants to give this thing to my son. She said she got it from the master..."

"Sister, please send this to the police station immediately."

Zhang Yang waved his hand and moved the chair back a little.

"Just throw it away." Sister Gao glanced at the trash can in Zhang Yang's office.

"Don't throw it away! This is newly made, and it might be contaminated with human life."

This Gabala is a bit special because the time on it is so eye-catching.

Gabala was just made last year. Not to mention wearing it, even touching it makes people uncomfortable.

"Newly made?" Sister Gao's eyes straightened, she covered her mouth and shuddered.

"No, I'd better call the police. I don't want to hold this thing in my hands. I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night."

Sister Gao took out her mobile phone, but seemed to think of something and stopped again.

"Boss, my mother-in-law doesn't know that this thing is made of leg bones and bought it specially, right?"

"It's very possible. Otherwise, why would she be so sure that she almost got into a fight with other aunties in the community."

"Boss, what should I do? I can't send my mother-in-law in, can I?"

From a series of small gags, Sister Gao had already imagined the plot of a family being destroyed.

"Stop it, why don't you just call your mother-in-law and ask her?"

"Yeah, let me ask..."

Sister Gao hurriedly dialed the phone. On the other end of the phone, the old lady was playing mahjong with other elderly people in the community.

Hearing that his daughter-in-law took out the beads for identification privately and found that they were still genuine, the old man's tone became light-hearted.

"What about that, wife, you ask an expert to issue a certificate, otherwise my card friends won't believe that I can buy the real thing."

"Old lady, do you know what you bought?" Zhang Yang asked abruptly.

Sister Gao's words had no focus and kept getting further and further away. He couldn't stand it any longer, so he just spoke on his own.

"Are you an expert? What I asked for are Buddhist beads that have been blessed by eminent monks. They say they can attract good luck and avoid disaster..."

The old lady was still nagging, so Zhang Yang signaled Sister Gao to hang up the phone.

"It seems that your mother-in-law doesn't know yet, but it's not certain. She might be playing dumb."

"What should we do?" Sister Gao looked at Zhang Yang eagerly. Although she was more than ten years older, her experience in sending people to jail was far less than Zhang Yang's.

"It's okay. Isn't there a Ninth Elder from the Treasure Protection Gang in our group? He is very knowledgeable about criminal law. Let's call him for consultation first."