Two hundred and forty-nine chapters, count you ruthless
Chapter 249: You are cruel
Niu Yuepo led his men to sneak attack on the supply ship without any trouble, and successfully took control of the entire ship. The people on the ship didn't even have time to react. Bao Min led his men to sneak attack on the fishing boat that was on guard outside, and came out.
There was a slight situation. When he was undressing his diving suit when he boarded the ship, he was discovered by people on the ship. Someone actually pulled out a pistol and shot him.
The distance between Bao Min and the man was only more than three meters. He slowly took off his diving goggles without even looking at him. At such a distance, the master of spiritual consciousness would not be able to do any tricks at all, so the gun was fired. As a result,
The man shot himself in the instep. Why are you carrying a pistol while fishing in the sea? I haven't heard of any pirates in this area, which only means that there is something wrong with the "fishermen" on the boat.
After they succeeded, everyone couldn't help but laugh. The "sneak attack" on these three ships by these masters was simply overkill. Not only were there no masters of secret arts on the ship, but only one ship had weapons, and they were just two tattered pistols.
, the shell was embroidered. But then again, it is always wise to sail the ship with caution, and Mr. Rand's careful arrangements are always right.
Everyone on the three boats was under control. Liu Xiyan and Long Yujie brought the cruise ship from a distance to join them, leaving Zhang Liuhua still patrolling the perimeter with the yacht. They did not report the crime immediately.
There is no contact with the outside world, and there are still many things that need to be investigated in private.
Mike Bush was imprisoned in a small warehouse. Since this time it was the sand-killing faction who wanted to look for clues, You Fang was not the first to intervene, but said to Liu Xiyan: "Elder Liu, go and interrogate him.
Tell him where you came from."
Liu Xiyan took his two apprentices in for half an hour of interrogation, and finally came out rubbing his nose. You Fang asked, "What was the result? What were you told?"
Liu Xiyan said bitterly: "It's just like a stone in a latrine, and it even jumped out of a foreign latrine."
You Fang smiled and said: "Oh? You are not a policeman, so you still need to pay attention to civilized law enforcement. I remember the head of Cangxiao judged Yong Wanhua, but everything came out."
Liu Xiyan: "You have instructions to ask people to steal stolen goods and hand them over to the authorities. Some methods are not easy to use, unless you just throw them into the sea to feed the fish after asking."
You Fang thought for a while: "In that case, let me go and examine it."
Walking into the cabin that had been temporarily cleared out of the general store, there was only a single unlit lamp buzzing on the top. The four iron walls were painted with light yellow paint. There was a long table in the room, facing each other.
There were two chairs, and Mike Bush was sitting on one chair, not tied up.
According to Liu Xiyan, he was "very civilized" during the interrogation, but looking at Mike Bush's unlucky look, You Fang guessed that he had suffered a lot, so he just sat on the chair without daring to move or trying to escape. He was wearing
A dirty sailor uniform was found somewhere. There was a plastic plate serving as an ashtray on the table in front of him. Next to it was a windproof lighter and a pack of cigarettes.
If you look carefully, it's too miserable. It's a big harvest for two yuan a box! I don't know who is staying here to make fun of people. What's even more embarrassing is that this arrogant foreign devil is already smoking the last cigarette, and the butt of the cigarette is almost burning his hands.
Didn't throw it away.
You Fang was delighted when he saw it, and shouted outside: "Does anyone still have cigarettes? Here's another box of Harvest, the whole box, not half the box!"
Someone actually brought an unopened box of Big Harvest. You Fang threw the cigarette on the table, closed the iron door of the warehouse, pulled up a chair and sat down and said: "Mr. Bush, you see I care about you so much, what's the point?"
Just have a good chat."
Mike Bush's fingers holding the butt of his cigarette were trembling. He pointed at You Fang and said angrily and impulsively. He muttered a lot of English, and he didn't know what he was protesting. You Fang tapped the table lightly with his knuckles and spoke slowly.
Said: "Please speak Chinese."
"I protest, you are grossly infringing on human rights! I am an American citizen, and I request to contact the U.S. Consulate." Mike Bush finally spoke Chinese, quite fluently, with a clear Cantonese accent.
You Fang laughed: "Why contact the consulate? Do I need to find a lawyer for you and issue a certificate from the United States saying that you have a brain disease and abnormal nerves due to long-term diving and lack of oxygen, so you came to the South China Sea to steal sunken ships?
Ancient porcelain, and then smuggled to all parts of the world through the black market? Because you are mentally ill, you are allowed to go without prosecution. If not, will there be a diplomatic protest? To tell you the truth, the cumulative amount of your criminal behavior is quite huge.
It’s long enough to be shot!”
Is this giving him an idea? Mike Bush was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly slammed the table and said in a roaring tone: "My name is Mike Bush. I am a marine scientist. I am conducting scientific expeditions here.
There is official authorization, and I myself have obtained it..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped talking because You Fang had already stood up and reached out to touch his head with a smile on his face. What's wrong with this guy? Is it glass? Mike Bush's smile made his heart tremble.
He was so frightened that he suddenly let out a scream out of nowhere.
Mike Bush had short curly hair about five centimeters long. At the moment, it was as messy as overcooked instant noodles. You Fang was smiling and suddenly reached out and pulled out a handful of it. There were blood stains on his scalp. Mike Bush was in pain.
I almost fainted.
You Fang blew a breath, blew the hair off his fingers, and said softly: "There is something on your hair, please pick it out for you." Then he sat on the chair opposite him, his smile faded and changed.
He turned into a cold expression and said: "Did you get the wrong person? You thought I was an anti-smuggling coast guard, so you dared to be so arrogant? Damn, I am a pirate!"
This sentence was like a needle pricking him. Mike Bush was like a deflated rubber ball. He could no longer straighten his waist, and his face was a picture of horror and frustration. Some things in the world are just so weird.
Just like in Chuyang Township, the police station
Police officer Chang Shuxin raised his pistol in the air and no one was afraid of him. Even the old women in the village dared to rush forward as if they were invulnerable. But when the pistol was in You Chengyuan's hand, with a casual gesture, those brave and fearless onlookers were all frightened.
Ran away.
The other party was a pirate, so Mike Bush was discouraged. He had no place to protest! Seeing his expression, Yu Fang asked calmly: "Mr. Bush, what are you here to do? You can now have a good time."
Have you spoken?"
Mike Bush's Chinese became standard at this moment, and his Mandarin level sounded pretty good: "Didn't you all see that I am salvaging ancient porcelain from a sunken ship? This is also a scientific research project. What is your purpose in kidnapping us? You want ransom?"
Really? In fact, the things on the ship are more valuable, maybe we can cooperate."
You Fang still couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that you really have a problem with your nerves. Do you have Stockholm Syndrome? You actually want to cooperate with me? Isn't it cleaner to throw you all into the sea and feed the fish while I take a boat full of things?
?”
Mike Bush was sweating, but he didn't look too panicked. He came closer and explained: "Aren't you just here to make a fortune? You will have more than one chance to make a fortune by working with me. There are sunken ships in the sea under your feet. I can control various professions.
The equipment will salvage the contents, which are all very valuable antiques. And there are many sunken ships in the South China Sea. I am the best at finding them. I have also cooperated with gangs operating on the sea, and everyone is very happy.
!”
You Fang nodded: "Oh, I understand, you are an old ghost." His tone changed and he suddenly gave a high-five: "Bring the things in!"
The door opened, and Niu Jinquan walked in with a pen holder, placed it gently on the table, and then stood aside with a tigerish face and hands behind his back. He looked very much like a gangster thug. And You Fang looked like a gangster at the moment.
Boss Hei, who was worried, picked up the pen holder and turned over the Qianlong stamp on the bottom to indicate: "Do you recognize this thing?"
Mike Bush's eyes lit up: "Qianlong's light crimson porcelain is also a commodity obtained from the sea. You came to me specially!"
This old fox is not stupid, otherwise he would not have been involved in this business for more than ten years without falling into it. Not only can he recognize the artifact at a glance, but he can also tell that it is porcelain obtained from the sea. Since the other party took this thing and touched his
The ship must not have been accidentally bumped into, nor was it an ordinary pirate. It was just here to discuss cooperation in fishing for porcelain from the sea! He thought of these in a flash, and his expression became slightly relaxed.
You Fang didn't care what he thought and continued to say calmly: "Can you recognize its origin? I'm afraid I can't remember it? Let me remind you that the shipwreck Shunlong of the Qing Dynasty sank in 1788 AD.
, it was salvaged by you fifteen years ago, and this pen holder was fished out from the sand near the Shunlong not long ago. Your hands and feet are not clean."
Mike Bush couldn't help but puff up his chest again: "Are you engaged in professional diving and salvage? It's possible to salvage something like this. It's true that we can cooperate. There's no need to talk like this!"
You Fang put down his pen holder and asked again: "I saw the body of a diver in the bottom cabin of the Shunlong. I want to ask, what happened fifteen years ago?"
Mike Bush frowned as if he was reminiscing, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. After a while, he said: "If you want to get rich, you have to take risks. I admire those skilled deep-sea divers the most, and I myself
I go into the water myself every time.”
You Fang waved his hand, and Niu Jinquan went out again holding the pen holder. He closed the door and stood up again. He reached out and took off a short sword from his waist. It had a beautiful scabbard and plain silk wrapped around the hilt.
Five colored silk threads were tied into a sword spike, with a glass bead hanging from it. Mike Bush had been confused by the series of changes. He stared at it and subconsciously turned his head back, not knowing what he wanted to do.
You Fang's voice seemed to come from a far away place: "It seems that you experienced that scene back then. It was terrible, wasn't it? You didn't die under the water. It's really God's short-sightedness that allowed you to cause trouble for so many years! Today
I'll do a good deed and invite you to visit my old place again." As he spoke, he held the sword in his right hand, and with a strange flick of his left hand, he opened a small picture scroll as if by magic.
There were strange sounds of water flowing from all sides, the lights on the ceiling were getting darker and darker, and the surrounding area was gray. I felt a chill in my body. The strange three-dimensional scene overlapped with the real space, as if I was in the bottom of a sunken ship. Immediately afterwards
There were sounds of wind, waves and rolling thunder, as well as the shrill cries of countless people in the wind and rain. The dancing black threads looked like seaweed and strange black hair, like countless sinister hands, entangling people and pulling them into the endless endless stream.
abyss.
…
About an hour later, You Fang pinched his nose and walked out of the warehouse. He said to Liu Xiyan who was guarding the door: "Send someone in quickly to clean it up. It's disgusting. How come this person defecated everywhere and even pooped in his pants!"
When Liu Xiyan walked in, he smelled a stench. Then he saw Mike Bush leaning on his chair, staring like a frightened idiot, muttering to himself in an unknown language, with white hair hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Mo, this person is stupid and obviously mentally disturbed.
…
The tourist asked everything he wanted to know. When he was young, Mike Bush had received a doctorate in the study of ancient oriental ceramic art. He was obsessed with shipwreck exploration, so he went to study oceanography. He was in the university library.
I found a photocopy of the logbook left by a Dutch explorer in the 18th century and learned the clues to the sinking of the Shunlong, so I became interested.
More than ten years later, when he finally had the opportunity to come to the South China Sea as an oceanographer, his main purpose was to salvage the ancient porcelain on the Shunlong. He had made arrangements in advance. It was the first time he had done this.
The salvage activities were carried out in two groups: light and dark. In total, more than 350,000 pieces of various Qianlong ancient porcelains were obtained, and about 200,000 pieces were handed over. After cleaning, he still left about 70,000 to 80,000 pieces of well-preserved porcelain.
, among which more than 10,000 pieces are of great artistic value and collection value.
High-value ancient porcelain was smuggled into the overseas art collection market, while some common bowl and plate porcelain were scattered to the nearby Haihai porcelain market in China. Mike Bush gained both fame and fortune through this move, but it caused a scandal
trouble.
He had a terrible experience while diving and salvaging. A diver died underwater, but he luckily swam out of the cabin and saw the light of day again. At that time, he was holding a blue and white Bagua tray. When he returned to China, the trouble was gone.
At the end, he was plagued by nightmares at night, in a daze during the day, and became increasingly haggard and thin. The lingering nightmares tortured him to the point of collapse, so he went to church every day to pray, but to no avail.
Fortunately, he met a mysterious oriental man in the church, who saw that he was haunted by nightmares, cured his illness using an ancient and mysterious hypnosis technique, and gave him a gift that could protect his soul.
Holy object. Mike Bush almost thought that man was a messenger sent by God, deliberately appearing in the appearance of an Oriental to save him from the trouble he brought back in the East.
Of course he expressed his gratitude and presented the other party with a batch of very precious ancient Qianlong porcelain. The man was very interested and expressed his willingness to buy it if there were still more. From then on, Mike Bush was like a drug addict, and he was addicted to drugs.
He devotes himself to shipwreck treasure hunting with almost crazy enthusiasm. The South China Sea is his most frequent activity place. In the past fifteen years, he has salvaged ancient porcelain from ten sunken ships. He has cooperated with many underground cultural relics smuggling gangs. Everything
The operation was carried out very secretly, and there were always people cooperating and covering him.
Mike Bush did not know that the real name of the man he met in the church was Tang Banxiu. He thought that when the Wuchong sect was wiped out, brothers Tang Chaohe and Tang Chaoshang were not at home and therefore survived. There was also a servant beside them,
Tang Banxiu is the son of this servant. He has been following the two brothers since he was born, and he also practices the secret method of the Wuchong Sect.
It’s not just the Wuchang faction that is doing business with Mike Bush. In recent years, Hailo porcelain has formed an underground industry chain in the world. Salvage, smuggling, black market trading, laundering, public appraisal and auction are almost one-stop. But Wuchong
Pai can always buy the best utensils at the lowest price, and they have their own channels and means, so they don't need Mike Bush to worry too much.
Mike Bush himself does not know whether the transnational cultural relics organizations he is dealing with are related to the Wuchong faction. He has never even heard of the name Wuchong faction, nor has he directly dealt with the Chaohe Group, nor even
He knew Tang Banxiu's real name. You Fang only asked him in detail about the time and place of the case he worked on, as well as which forces he cooperated with, who his contact person was, how to contact him, etc.
The results did not confirm his direct relationship with Zhan Modao, nor did they find any clues directly related to Wu Chong Pai, but his business was definitely involved with Wu Chong Pai's domestic sales, because the person who asked Mike Bush to receive the goods turned out to be
And Crazy Fox! Mike Bush didn’t know who Crazy Fox was, but he had heard of such a code name and gave him a contact number that even the tour operators didn’t know.
Mike Bush, whose identity has nothing to do with the Wu Chong Sect, has also dealt with Mad Fox. It seems that the power developed by the Tang brothers is intricate and the direct and indirect tentacles extend very complicatedly.
You Fang then carefully searched the ship and found the sacred object that Mike Bush said could protect the soul. It turned out to be a porphyry warm colored stone, which was the same as the secret crystal stone he gave to Xie Xiaoxian.
It is just a spiritually refined and pure thing, which is indeed rare. But using a crystal to control a person like Mike Bush and the huge wealth he represents is indeed worth it.
This spar does have the effect of nourishing the mind and reassuring the soul. As for saying it is a sacred object that protects the soul, that is nonsense. Mike Bush has not had any accidents in the past ten years. That is because he is lucky. But today, his good luck has come to an end.
It fell into the hands of You Fang.
After finishing all these things, everyone was also hungry, so they still gathered for dinner in the restaurant of the cruise ship. When talking about today's "sneak attack", everyone thought it was funny, but it was also a quite interesting experience. Liu Xiyan asked the traveler: "Mr. Rand
, now that the stolen goods and people have been stolen, it is time to hand over these three ships, things and people to the police, but that Mike Bush asked you to interrogate you crazy, what will you do if they get into the hands of the police? I'm afraid it will delay things."
You Fang held the cup and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I made him crazy, I will just cure him."
Niu Jinquan at the other table heard this and burped. You Fang smiled and turned to ask him: "Why, do you think my heart is too soft?"
Niu Jinquan raised his thumb: "No, Mr. Rand, you are cruel enough!"