Dressed as a dragster of a wealthy and easy-going man

Chapter 246 The Past of the Past (2)

"Of course we save their lives, but you can't smuggle cultural relics out of the country." Mi Fu's stubborn tone was trembling, "Cultural relics are witnesses of human history and culture; they are also the inheritance and continuation of civilization, and they provide future generations with an opportunity to understand the past and connect history with the present..."

"Why are you more talkative than Tang Seng? Get out of here." Sun Lingbei pushed him.

"I heard your conversation in the alley just now clearly. Sir, you don't want these cultural relics to leave the country, right?"

"Sir?" Sun Lingbei laughed. "You are quite polite. Don't tell me this. I have my own difficulties."

"No, this period of history is very important. It can fill a gap in the history of a dynasty. Its value cannot be bought with money." Mi Fu said as he sat on the wooden box of the tombstone. "I think the coffin of the tomb owner has been destroyed by you. The epitaph is important evidence to confirm the identity of the owner and the background of the times. I am afraid that the owner of the Dongshan Tomb can no longer be determined if you have taken it away."

"Why are you so stubborn?" Sun Lingbei picked him up and said, "Get out of here now, or I'll have to knock you out."

"Sir, you are a man of justice. We cannot let them leave the country. Otherwise, how can we be worthy of our ancestors?"

Mi Fu sat back on the box. He felt that Sun Lingbei was not a bad person and seemed to have his own reasons.

"I..." Sun Lingbei raised his hand.

Mi Fu closed his eyes and hugged his head, but his body blocked the epitaph and bronze ware.

It was the first time that Sun Lingbei saw someone who cared so much about cultural relics, and he put down his raised hand.

"How did you come?"

Mi Fu put down his hand, was stunned for a moment, and looked at him, "I drove here."

Sun Lingbei: "Where did you park your car?"

"Outside on the road." Mi Fu replied.

"Did anyone see you come in?"

Mi Fu quickly shook his head: "No!"

Sun: "What color is your car?"

Mi: "Common red. License plate number MingA 9KU77."

Sun: "Go back the same way you came here, and wait for me in the car."

Mi: "No, I'm afraid you'll run away with the cultural relics."

Sun: "Hey, you're quite cunning. We'll be checked at the gate later. If you're seen riding in my car, you'll be in danger."

"Can we trust each other?" Mi Fu said in a long-winded tone, "Sir, we are friends, you can't run away?"

Sun Lingbei was speechless: "You... And, tomorrow you will report these cultural relics to the police."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, sir." Mi Fu responded quickly.

After confirming again and again, Mi Fu returned to the car along the original route.

Soon, the cultural relics were moved to Mi Fu's car.

Before leaving, Sun Lingbei stopped him and said, "You'd better ask the police to keep it a secret for you. Don't let Chen Xiaodong and Yun Zaidong know that it was you who called the police."

"What?" Mi Fu asked in surprise, "Is Yun Zaidong related to this?"

"Why, are you scared? You should know that the local tyrants in Mingcheng are not easy to mess with. It's not too late to regret now." Sun Lingbei smiled.

Mi Fu swallowed his saliva. Was there something about Yun Zaidong involved? He had seen his intelligence capabilities before, otherwise he wouldn't have had to take Huo Xinai to hide.

"Why, judging from your expression, it seems like you know Yun Zaidong?"

Mi Fu quickly shook his head: "No, how could I possibly know that kind of rich man?"

"Really?" Sun Lingbei smiled.

"If you want to leave, leave quickly. I won't ask your name. I will confess truthfully to the police tomorrow." Mi Fu's face did not look very good.

"Okay, goodbye!" Sun Lingbei was about to turn around, "No, goodbye forever."

He didn't know what would happen to him if he returned. He had done enough to help Shen Yu smuggle cultural relics out of the country, and he had suffered enough. He had committed such a serious crime, and it was not a pity to die, but he didn't know what to do with his daughter.

"I hope to meet you again, sir. You must tell me your name then." Mi Fu said sincerely, "Thank you, sir."

"hope so!"

Sun Lingbei waved and drove away from the scene in his own car.

It was just getting dark, outside the Jinzun Bar.

Three people got out of the pickup truck.

"Brother Fei, Brother Qi, we are still minors. Can we go in and drink?" Nan Jinyuan was a little scared.

"What are you afraid of? Brother Qi is an adult." Yun Xiangfei put his arm around his shoulders. "You are fifteen, I am sixteen, and Brother Qi is eighteen. We are the same height. If we walk in, who would know that you are a minor?"

No one takes care of Nan Jinyuan now. His mother is busy with business, his brother is studying abroad and rarely comes back twice a year, and his sister also went to study abroad in July. He is very bored at home alone.

The three of them walked into the bar, smiling.

The DJ music covered up the voices, and one had to shout at the other person to hear them.

The three young men went to the VIP box on the fourth floor, Room 404.

"Boss, bring some good wine." Yun Xiangfei said skillfully, "Find a few girls to drink with us."

"Brother, let's just drink and do nothing else." Nan Jinyuan lowered his head embarrassedly.

"Oh, that's right. Brother Jinyuan hasn't eaten meat yet." Yun Xiangfei joked.

"Okay, Xiaofei, stop teasing Jinyuan. He's still young and still studying." Han Qi stopped Yun Xiangfei and said to the waiter, "Just serve us some wine, nothing else is needed."

406 private rooms.

"Sun Lingbei, where is the thing? Where did you hide it?"

Chen Xiaodong kicked Sun Lingbei in the chest.

Lian Qin sat on the sofa and watched all this coldly.

"You still want to run away, can you get away?" Chen Xiaodong was not satisfied and kicked him again, "Tell me, where is the thing?"

"do not know."

Sun Lingbei spat out a mouthful of blood. He had not expected Chen Xiaodong to suddenly pry open the wooden box to check the cultural relics. His disguise had not worked.

He couldn't expose that nagging man, otherwise, there would be disaster in that man's family.

"You're not going to tell me, are you?" Chen Xiaodong picked up the machete on the table and grabbed Sun Lingbei by the collar. "I'll ask you once. If you don't tell me, I'll cut off one of your fingers."

"I don't know. Just chop them all off."

"Haha, you're quite tough." A cruel look appeared on Chen Xiaodong's face. He pulled out Sun Lingbei's left hand, pressed it on the table, and slashed it with a knife.

A scream was heard...but it was covered by the music.

"Sun Lingbei, where are the things?"

“I don’t know.” Cold sweat broke out on Sun Lingbei’s forehead and his lips began to turn white.

Chen Xiaodong lost his patience and cut off another finger.

"No, I don't know." Sun Lingbei insisted on not telling the whereabouts of the cultural relics.

He laughed at himself in his heart. Why did he feel soft-hearted towards that nagging man? Was it because of his stupidity? Or did his desperate efforts to protect the cultural relics touch him?

This time, my life might be in danger.

"Damn it, you've ruined my investment. Hurry up and spit out the unearthed stuff." Chen Xiaodong was on the verge of madness. If he couldn't get the money, his company would be finished.

"Don't ask, I don't know. You can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you."

"Sun Lingbei!" Chen Xiaodong couldn't control himself when he got angry.

He picked up the ashtray next to him and threw it at him, "I'll teach you to be stubborn, I'll teach you to be stubborn!"

After he had vented his anger, he let go of Sun Lingbei, and the other fell to the ground.

"Sun Lingbei? Stop playing dead. Where is the thing?"

Lian Qin looked at the tied-up man, hurried over, put his hand in front of Sun Lingbei's nose, and then on his carotid artery.

He turned back to look at Daniel Chan, "You beat him to death."

"What?!" Chen Xiaodong calmed down, looked at the ashtray full of blood, and quickly threw it to the ground.

"Lian Tan, what should we do?"

He immediately panicked.

"Hurry up and deal with the scene. Get the body out first." Lian Qin calmly helped Chen Xiaodong deal with the scene and the aftermath.

He borrowed a cart and cardboard boxes, and together with Chen Xiaodong, they moved the body out first.

At this time, Yun Hanchuan came to the bar and went directly to room 406.

After three rounds of drinks, Han Qi went out to find a toilet because the private bathroom was made dirty by Nan Jinyuan.

"You guys go wait for me in front of the pickup truck."

He pushed open the door and saw a familiar figure in a trance, "Brother, brother is back?"

He wanted to say hello, but he was in a hurry, so he went to the bathroom first and then came back to say hello to his eldest brother.

Yun Hanchuan walked in, took a look at the scene, and immediately backed out.

When Funan Jinyuan went downstairs and passed the front desk, Yun Xiangfei saw his elder brother chatting with Manager Jinzun at the bar. He wanted to go over and say hello, but Nan Jinyuan was too heavy, so he had to get him to the car first.

After coming out of the bathroom, Han Qi wanted to say hello to his cousin. He knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response. He pushed the door open without thinking.

What greeted him was the strong smell of blood. He walked in and took a closer look. He saw two fingers on the table and blood all over the floor.

"What happened? Big brother just walked in. Is it big brother? No, these two fingers are obviously very old, which doesn't match big brother's slender fingers. Could it be big brother who did it? There's so much blood. Did he kill someone?"

Han Qi realized it belatedly and vomited. He quickly left the room and ran downstairs, just in time to pass by his cousin.

This encounter caused Han Qi to spend his best years in prison.

"Brother Qi, why did you come down just now?" Yun Xiangfei, who was standing in front of the car smoking, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it to put it out.

"Where is Jinyuan?" Han Qi looked a little dazed.

Yun Xiangfei pointed behind him and said, "He was drunk and acting crazy in the car."

"Come on, go home!"

Neither of them noticed anything different about the carriage.

Han Qi took the car keys that Yun Xiangfei threw to him, got into the car, started the engine, took a deep breath, and gripped the steering wheel tightly, his mind in a mess: Did my brother kill someone? How could my brother kill someone?

After the pickup truck left the scene, the black luxury car hurriedly followed.

Chen Xiaodong drove closely behind the pickup truck. There was a computer on Lian Qin's legs in the back seat. He hacked into the surveillance system of Jinzun Bar and destroyed all the surveillance records of the night.

"Lian Qin, have you cleaned up the scene?"

Staring at the screen, typing on the keyboard, Lian Qin said "hmm" nonchalantly.

"Lian Qin, why did you put Sun Lingbei's body in the pickup truck?"

"Put it on Mr. Chen's car. Can you clean up these traces? Can you guarantee that there will be no luminol reaction?"

Lian Qin's eyes twitched slightly. It seemed that he had done a lot of wiping work.

"Then how do we deal with Sun Lingbei?" Chen Xiaodong followed the pickup truck closely.

"Just follow me, I'm thinking about it."

Lian Qin was quite calm.

The car came to the traffic light and flashed yellow lights to make all cars stop slowly.

After a moment, the door of the pickup truck in front opened, and a young man passed by from the back of the pickup truck. After he opened the cardboard, he ran to the passenger seat in horror.

"It's over, Lao Lian. The body has been discovered by the people in the pickup truck. What should we do?"

Lian Qin had obvious forehead wrinkles, "Let me think about it."

In order to hide his fear, Chen Xiaodong found a cigarette and started smoking.

"Open the window!" Lian Qin frowned, as if he really disliked the smell of smoke.

Leaving a gap, Daniel Chan smoked fiercely.

A silvery child's voice came from the car next to him, "There's smoke."

Chen Xiaodong turned his head and looked out the window. He saw a "New Year picture doll".

"Mr. Chen, wait until we get to the middle of the bridge, then speed up and crash into it, creating the illusion of a rear-end collision."