Starting My Treasure Hunting In England

At noon the next day, Liang En, who took the bus from Philadelphia to New York, walked into the New York Consulate with a schoolbag on his back. Because he had a reservation in advance, he exchanged a few words with the front desk and was soon in a safe room. I met the person in charge.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Liang." The person in charge shook hands with Liang En, and then said, "This place is the safe house of the consulate. It can definitely guarantee safety, so you can say something."

"I have a lot of things to donate, and it's a bit tricky." Liang En said, lifting the bulging schoolbag at his feet, unzipping it, and taking out a bronze pot.

"This is one of those things I found, the Chen Zhang Square Pot."

"What!" When Liang En said this, the person in charge immediately widened his eyes. As a staff member specially sent to negotiate with Liang En today, he naturally knew this cultural relic and what it represented.

"Yes, just like you imagined." Liang En smiled and took out two similarly wrapped jade pieces from his schoolbag and placed them on the table. "We found the lot."

"If you are willing to accept this donation, these items will be returned to you anonymously, but if you do not accept it, please notify me and I will give the items to the Penn Museum again."

"These things were illegally plundered from China and should have belonged to us, so thank you very much for your help in getting these things home."

Because of the various hints in Liang En's phone call yesterday, they were generally prepared for the source of those things to have a lot of trouble, but they definitely didn't expect that the things Liang En found this time could be so exciting.

However, after adapting to this kind of mental shock, the other party quickly adjusted his mentality and asked Liang En if he needed help now.

"Those things are located in the underground pool of an abandoned factory. The largest thing weighs four tons, so I think you'd better be fully prepared when you go there to pick up the things." Liang En reminded after thinking for a while.

"I know, thank you for the reminder." The person in charge nodded and then said. "I mean, do you have any personal requests?"

"I just want these things to go home." Now that he has made the decision to donate, Liang En feels that it is more appropriate to show his grace at this time.

"Of course, there are two requirements. One is that if these things are returned to the country smoothly, it is best to return them to the place where they belong. The other is that you also know the origin of these things, so I hope to donate anonymously this time. .”

"Don't worry, we will definitely be able to accomplish these." After listening to Liang En's two requests, the person in charge grabbed his hand and shook it hard. "Although I know this is far from enough, I still want to express my gratitude on behalf of the country. you."

After the two parties agreed on how to hand over those things, Liang En left with his empty schoolbag. When he went out, the person in charge quickly grabbed the confidential phone on the table and contacted the country.

Obviously, there is some speculation in China that the cultural relics Liang En wants to donate are Chinese cultural relics that were lost in the University of Pennsylvania Museum. After all, his previous treasure hunting records prove that he has a certain purpose when searching for lost treasures. kind of specialty.

"I think we should show him our friendship in the future." A middle-aged man's voice came from the microphone. "After all, we have to show our friendship to scholars like this who have a bottom line and have a good impression of us -"

Liang En didn't know what happened in the consulate. He took the Greyhound bus back to Philadelphia and rested in the hotel until the next day. Early in the morning, he, Fan Meng and Joan of Arc drove the truck to the abandoned factory again. .

"How do you think those people will take these things away?" Jeanne asked Liang En while calling the three ravens who had been guarding here all night to feed them water and raw meat cut into thin strips.

"Then there are many ways. The power of the country can easily solve those problems that are very difficult in our eyes." Liang En said while stroking a raven that ran into his arms and acted coquettishly.

“For example, for us, we can transport these things that cannot be transported through formal channels out of the United States, but it is very difficult and there is a possibility of being discovered. It is absolutely impossible to do it as easily as using state power. .”

"Yes, when I was serving, I also did several missions to rescue French expatriates from war zones or take away certain things. The reinforcements that could be obtained in that case were far beyond what ordinary individuals or even organizations could do. "

After listening to Liang En and Joan of Arc discussing this issue, Fan Meng also joined in. For the foreign corps that had previously helped the French government perform some dangerous tasks, they had done this kind of job of fishing for people on the front line of fire, so they had a deep understanding of the country's power.

Sure enough, when they waited until about 10 o'clock in the morning. Liang En received a call from the person in charge yesterday, informing them of the number of people who came to pick them up and what kind of cars they were driving.

Half an hour later, one of the three ravens saw a convoy of containers and two pickup trucks that matched the previous notification coming off the road and driving over.

Soon, the three cars came to the entrance of the factory and stopped. Then the two people got out of the car and walked towards where Liang En and the others were.

"Are you that Lao Wang?" Seeing the leader, an older man in his fifties, Liang En asked according to what was agreed on the phone.

"No, I'm Lao Li. I was sent here to receive things from my family." After seeing Liang En, the two people stood down five or six meters away, and then answered Liang En's previous words.

"Welcome!" After seeing what was agreed upon, Liang En immediately stepped forward to win over the middle-aged man who came over, shook hands with him, and then pointed to the entrance that he had previously covered. "Those things are down there."

"I understand, thank you!" The middle-aged man nodded to Liang En, and then said a few words into the intercom. Soon, the three cars outside drove over, and then a group of people jumped out of the car. .

Soon, the group of people split into two waves. One wave of people with bulging waists set up a cordon around the area, while the other group of people unloaded a series of tools such as winches and steel pipes from the vehicle.

Liang En noticed that these people were either Chinese like himself, or mixed with Chinese blood like Fan Meng.

Soon, the moving work began, and Liang En and the others drove away after helping each other move the brandy out of the cellar, because for them, their work was over at this time.

"We have done a great thing, helping those things that were stolen and far away from their hometowns return to their hometowns." Fan Meng suddenly said while driving back to Philadelphia.

"Yes, this is a good thing. It corrects the mistakes of the past. I believe this is also an act blessed by God." After hearing what Fan Meng said, Joan of Arc also said from the side.

"Don't worry, I gained a lot this time, so I really don't feel any discomfort in donating these things." After hearing what they said, Liang En immediately knew that they might have misunderstood something. "I was just thinking about other things."