Chapter 1111 1 stone tablet
Seeing the empty cabin where rats could starve to death, Bunchy must have been stunned.
Damn it, where is my gold?
Where is the gold that I worked so hard to get?
That's right, Bunch regarded the gold as his own. Although not all of it, some of it was his.
The gold was stolen, and he was fully responsible for the entire process. He did not use the pretext of anyone he did not trust, so it was very easy for him to do the accounting.
Is it not too much to draw one out of ten?
But now, it’s gone, not even a piece of gold is gone!
"Sir!" one of the men stammered, "What the hell, how is this possible?"
It really does seem impossible.
This is on the ship. How do you transport so much gold?
"It's not a ghost, it's that we are being targeted by that mysterious guy." Bunch calmed down, "You haven't forgotten the mysterious disappearance of the 101st Division's equipment, have you?"
"You mean, that fellow stole the gold?"
"This is the only possibility!"
After Zeng Wangcai stole the equipment of the 101st Division, the Americans were very worried. While keeping the secret, they secretly sent people to investigate and arrest him.
At the same time, additional personnel were deployed to all equipment storage locations to patrol day and night, with a constant presence 24 hours a day.
But unexpectedly, Zeng Wangcai let go of the equipment and turned his gun towards the bus port.
"We must catch him, otherwise we will be in trouble!" Bunchi said in a deep voice.
Bunchi knows best how many good things there are in Bus Harbor.
If we let that guy with such a large size and strange means stay here, it would be like leaving a mouse in the rice jar.
"Sir, do you think it is possible that he is still on the ship?" one of his men reminded.
"Oh no, go call someone..." Bunch was horrified.
......
Zeng Wangcai naturally didn't know that his theft of gold had been exposed because of an accident.
He had not originally planned to accept the gold right away, but then he thought it would be safer to accept it.
At this time, Zeng Wangcai was in another small cabin, enjoying the joy of unboxing.
"Brother, what is this?" Xiaobao put his arm around Xu Damao's shoulder, and they both looked at a box that Zeng Wangcai had opened.
This was the third box they opened, and none of them recognized the items inside.
"I don't know, wait a minute!" Zeng Wangcai took out his mobile phone, opened an app, and scanned it with the camera. "Another antique. It seems that the things in this warehouse are all very valuable antiques."
"Antique!" Little Leopard lost interest instantly.
Compared to tattered antiques, Xiaobao prefers gold, which is heavy and shiny.
"Then let's go, we're not going to open the car anymore!" Xu Damao glanced back a little worriedly, and saw that the place was empty and no one was around.
Zeng Wangcai was not worried about safety issues because he had prepared something in the bottom of the box: "I'll continue opening the box to see if I can get the biggest treasure."
There is still a difference in the value of antiques and antiques.
The reason why Zeng Wangcai is interested in these antiques is certainly not because he expects to sell them for money. His sights are already on future energy.
This was inspired by access to oil.
Zeng Wangcai believed that even if Dam successfully resisted the American offensive and forced the Americans to withdraw, the oil energy that he could obtain in the end would only be about two years of Dam's annual production.
He needed Dam to continue to provide him with a stable supply of oil. Even if it couldn't be for free, at least it had to be at a low price.
In that case, these cultural relics and antiques will come in handy.
I won’t sell it or give it to Christie’s for auction. I’ll give it back to you.
Is that generous enough?
So, in response to my generosity, are you going to repay me?
"Crack!"
Zeng Wangcai opened another box and continued to scan with his mobile phone. It was another old and precious cultural relic, but it was not what Zeng Wangcai wanted to see.
Continue unpacking the boxes. When Zeng Wangcai opened five boxes, the main part of the show began.
An irregular stone slab, protected by soft padding, lay quietly in the alley. Under the light, many words engraved on the stone slab were unknown to Zeng Wangcai.
"Hahaha, I found it, this should be it." Zeng Wangcai was overjoyed and immediately scanned it with his mobile phone.
Yes, this is the Epic of Gilgamesh.
"What is that?" The bored little leopard became interested again.
"Don't worry about it. Anyway, with this, we can take the initiative when we negotiate with Dam in the future." Zeng Wangcai said with a smile.
"So powerful?" Xu Damao also came over, "Isn't it just a broken stone?"
"Let me explain it this way. It's true that it's a broken stone. But if it was dug out from the tomb of Qin Shi Huang and it also contained historical records, wouldn't that be awesome?"
"Has Qin Shi Huang's tomb been found? I just heard that if Qin Shi Huang's tomb is found, the treasures inside will allow the people of our country to eat for free for three years without working..."
"..."
I'm talking to you about chicken, and you're talking to me about duck.
Is this kind of folk gossip worth talking about here?
Let alone Qin Shi Huang's treasures, even if the tombs of all the ancient emperors were dug up, it would be impossible for you to eat and drink for free for three years, do you understand?
What do you think?
"Big Cat, please go out for a while." Zeng Wangcai prepared to work.
Well, I’m an outsider!
Xu Damao left without saying a word.
He is a smart man and knows that Zeng Wangcai has a huge secret. Take the disappearance of the gold just now as an example. Is that something a human can do?
It’s better not to know such a big secret. If it is leaked one day and someone is suspected, will you be killed like Big Black?
The big black guy was so greedy, he was knocked unconscious and stabbed, and the blood was flowing... like a tap was turned on...
Walking out of the cabin, Xu Damao subconsciously touched his trouser pocket and took out a half-deflated pack of Camel cigarettes and a Zippo lighter.
Although Bangchi abused him, he did not do anything with his food and drink, otherwise Xu Damao would not have sagged.
Holding a cigarette between his lips, Xu Damao lit up his lighter with a click. Just as he was about to light the cigarette with the flame, he suddenly saw someone in front of him.
Not only is there a person in front of me, but he's also holding a gun.
Just as Xu Damao was about to speak, the black muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead.
puff!
The cigarette fell to the floor with an inaudible sound.
"Bongchi is here..." Xu Damao wailed in his heart. I asked you to leave a long time ago, but you refused. Now look what happened. Your entire family has been blocked by others.
He didn't dare to speak, but just hoped that Zeng Wangcai had other means to protect himself.
Bonchi had called for people over there, and they came over fully armed. When they saw the light in the cabin where the slates were stored, they immediately went into combat mode.
As soon as they approached quietly, Xu Damao bumped into the muzzle of a gun.
Bunchi asked his men to hold Xu Damao down, and he held the gun and moved to the door silently, crouched, tilted his head, and poked one eye out.
"The girl picking mushrooms, carrying a big basket on her back..." Zeng Wangcai was very happy. He stretched out his hand and a box was gone.
He paid no attention to Bunch outside.