webnovelfull Chapter 464 I don’t know where Mr. Tang San got the national treasure from?
Chapter 464 I don’t know where Mr. Tang San got the national treasure from?
The tranquilizer gun in Lin Panpan's hand is completely black and is modeled after the outline of the Type 64 pistol. The grip is wrapped with non-slip cowhide, but the barrel is slightly longer than that of an ordinary pistol.
The magazine is loaded with special glass anesthetic needles. Once a person is hit by the needle, he will become paralyzed within ten seconds.
"Take these tranquilizer guns with you. They can save your life at critical moments." Gu Mobai stuffed the guns into the hands of the team members and turned to look at Lin Panpan:
"The terrain of the south city warehouse is complex, so we should split our forces into two groups.
You lead your men through the side door, and I'll use the main door to contain them."
The night was as dark as ink, and a team of more than 30 people approached the warehouse silently.
The iron roof creaked harshly in the wind, and the mottled red paint on the walls had long since faded.
"Take all the guns in the car!" Lin Panpan lifted the back seat, revealing a box full of tranquilizer guns. "These people are human traffickers. Don't hesitate to attack! I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"
More than twenty men quickly drew their guns, and Gu Mobai kicked open the rusty iron door.
Mr. Tang San was sitting on a worn armchair with his legs crossed, and at his feet were curled up the Shunzi family, who were tied up like dumplings.
In front of him stood a row of real guns that gleamed coldly, and behind him stood seven or eight thugs wearing sunglasses, the Uzi submachine guns in their hands gleaming coldly.
"Oh, you're really brave, actually daring to come here!" Mr. Tang San played with his jade ring, a sinister smile on his lips: "Just relying on these shrimp soldiers and crab generals you brought with you?"
Gu Mobai stared at Mr. Tang San with a fierce gaze: "Let him go, and I'll let you live."
"Hahaha!" Third Master Tang suddenly burst into laughter, shaking the dust off the roof. "Spare me? It's still uncertain who will live and who will die today!"
He slammed the teacup to the ground and said, "Do you think you're so great just because you're the King? In my territory, even a dragon has to lie down."
Gu Mobai lowered his eyes and looked at Mr. Tang San's distorted face and said, "It seems that you have investigated me thoroughly."
Master Tang San smiled sinisterly and said:
“Of course I have to find out about you!
I was wondering where the first two batches of goods had gone, but I didn't expect you to have snatched them away!"
He suddenly kicked over the metal bucket at his feet. The clang startled Shunzi's wife and she screamed, "You're really brave. Do you know what these people are for?"
"Sell it abroad?" Gu Mobai's voice was cold without a trace of warmth.
Master Tang San suddenly clapped his hands and laughed:
"Of course! These are special goods specifically requested by the higher-ups!
Today is your death day! "
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Tang San suddenly staggered and held his forehead.
Lin Panpan and his men sneaked in through the ventilation duct, and anesthetic gas was spreading through the pipes.
Gu Mobai unbuttoned the first button of his windbreaker, revealing the tranquilizer gun on his waist: "I didn't want to kill you, but since normal means can't judge you..."
"How dare you!" Master Tang San knocked over a chair and backed away, his back pressed against the wooden crates stacked with goods. "If you kill me, you'll see if the people up there can handle you!"
Gu Mobai approached slowly, his leather boots rolling over the broken glass on the ground: "I'm very curious, who is above you?"
"Fu family! Do you know?" Third Master Tang suddenly opened his collar, revealing a dark red tattoo on his collarbone: a hideous character for "Fu." "I am a subordinate of the Fu family! If you dare to touch me, the entire Northeast will be buried with me!"
Gu Mobai snorted coldly, slowly walked up to him and said, "Fu family, right? I want to see if they will be buried with him."
"Bang..." Then the whole house was filled with gunshots, and Lin Panpan took Shunzi's wife and children out.
Shunzi's wife was trembling all over:
"These people are so scary. They broke into our house last night and tied me, my child, and Shunzi up.
It's simply a disregard for the law."
Lin Panpan quickly patted them and said, "Don't be afraid, the matter has been resolved. These human traffickers are too rampant."
Soon, a raging fire broke out in the south city warehouse. Gu Mobai walked out and said:
"We have to go to Mr. Tang San's house tonight. He should have some evidence of the Fu family's crimes.
If we can find it, it might be helpful to us in the future.”
They rushed to Mr. Tang San's house first. As soon as they entered, Lin Panpan led people straight to the study on the second floor.
Pushing open the carved wooden door, the room is filled with sandalwood bookshelves, densely packed with books, ranging from thread-bound ancient books to gold-embossed foreign books. At first glance, it looks like the study of a cultured person.
But upon closer inspection, one can see bronze tripods and blue-and-white porcelain vases placed in the corners of the bookshelf, and yellowed calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls—all valuable old items.
Lin Panpan looked around and quickly set her sights on the half-person-high dark green safe next to the desk.
She fiddled with it for a while and finally pried open the cabinet door.
There was no gold, silver or jewelry inside, only a dozen neatly stacked account books.
When I opened it, it was filled with densely written bills: how many people were sent to the dock, when, how much money was collected from the Fu family, how much was spent on buying guns...
Every account was recorded clearly, even the gifts given to which officials were clearly written. These were all solid evidence that Mr. Tang San was doing dirty things for the Fu family.
Lin Panpan held the account book, her eyes shining: "With these things, we should be able to convict the Fu family, right?"
Gu Mobai shook his head with a sullen face:
"The Fu family is deeply rooted in the city, how can they be brought down by just a few account books?
Keep it for now, it may come in handy later."
As he spoke, he glanced at the treasures in the room and said, "Take away all the ill-gotten gains that can be moved."
Lin Panpan then looked around the study carefully. Against the wall stood a half-person-high glass cabinet, inside which stood a bright red coral tree with its branches stacked one upon the other.
On the opposite wall hung a golden robe with a dragon embroidered with gold thread, its fangs bared and its claws bared.
On the antique display shelf next to it were blue and white porcelain vases and jade bracelets. In the corner there was even a heavy bronze tripod engraved with strange patterns.
Any one of them can be exchanged for several large houses.
Lin Panpan said with a sigh, "Why do these people like collecting antiques so much?"
Gu Mobai shook his head and said:
“I don’t understand it either, but most of the antiques here are real.
A large vase with a blue and white lotus pattern, dating from the Yongzheng period, was made in the Imperial Kiln specifically for the royal birthday celebrations. No more than five examples exist.
Gu Mobai's fingers suddenly stopped at the lower shelf of the antique display case, and his knuckles lightly tapped on a bronze artifact.
The object was only the size of a palm, but it weighed heavily on the sandalwood base.
The overall shape is an oval tripod, with three animal feet firmly supporting the body of the vessel, and two intertwined dragons coiled around the edge of the tripod mouth.
The body of the vessel is covered with mottled green rust, but it cannot hide the engraved Taotie pattern. The beast's face has interlaced fangs, and the turquoise embedded in its eyes glows faintly in the dim light.
"This is a bronze tripod with a dragon pattern from the late Western Zhou Dynasty." He flicked the tripod wall with his fingers, and a dull humming sound echoed in the study.
"The one in the Palace Museum collection has the exact same decoration as this one, even down to the casting holes on the inside of the legs.
I don't know where Mr. Tang San got this national treasure from?"