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Chapter 286: Thank-you Banquet at the Museum
Everyone turned around following the sound, and the person who spoke was none other than Lin Ran.
"Brother Lin, what are you doing?" Liu Jingfeng frowned, wandering on the street, paying attention to the rules.
"Robbery is wrong, and killing people is wrong, but there is no need to use illegal behavior to fight against illegal behavior." Lin Ran said.
The current security situation is very chaotic, but it is not lawless.
If the other party is serious and asks a lawyer to fight them to the end, there is also the risk of going to jail for instigating others to commit crimes.
Today, Lin Ran was not injured, Wang Jinpeng also kicked others hard enough, and they were evenly matched.
It is enough to intimidate the other party so that they do not dare to go out to rob again.
Lin Ran was not soft-hearted if he wanted to cut off one of his hands.
Instead, he saw the old woman in the room, crying to death.
It touched Lin Ran's compassion.
After Lin Ran's general analysis, Liu Jingfeng nodded.
His so-called rules on the road were also set by him as a professional tomb robber more than ten years ago.
At that time, the competition for the tomb would even break out between the two villages, with guns and artillery being pulled out to fight.
Now that various laws are gradually improving, these past rules should also be abolished.
Liu Jingfeng has a successful career now, so there is no need to plant hidden dangers for himself for the sake of the rotten person in front of him.
"Wang Jinpeng, what do you think?" Liu Jingfeng threw the hot potato to Jinpeng.
Wang Jinpeng was so angry that he was itching his teeth. He raised his fists and punched Wu Debiao who was kneeling on the ground. The blows made him bleed and he fell to the ground.
Several gangsters in the yard were trembling more obviously, and some even had fluid flowing out from under their bodies.
"Okay, I'm relieved." Wang Jinpeng beat Wu Debiao and finally vented his anger.
As for whether to cut off the hand or not, it didn't matter to him. After all, the opponent's hand was worthless.
Lin Ran took this opportunity to count his packages. Not a single cultural relic was missing, and no money was lost.
He put his backpack back on his body and walked to Wu Debiao, who was lying on the ground twitching.
"By not taking my hand from you, I am giving you a chance to change your ways. Even if you are a waste, you have to think about your mother. If you rob outside, one day you will only be able to see your mother through the bars. .”
Lin Ran was also furious.
Liu Ze clapped his hands: "This brother is not old, but he has a broad mind. Liu admires him."
Then, he turned around and said to the gangsters kneeling on the ground: "Do you remember everything this man told you?"
"Remember!" the gangsters replied in unison.
"Wu Debiao, don't call yourself a Suzaku leader again. I'm the only boss in Weiyang District. Do you understand?" Liu Ze didn't want to waste time with him. Now that the matter had been resolved, he clasped his fists and led the people away, still on Wu Debiao's head when he left. Stepped on it.
After he left, the gangsters in the yard did not dare to get up.
Until the old woman in the room ran out, hugged Wu Debiao and cried bitterly: "Biao'er, farm well at home from now on, okay?"
Lin Ran and others were touched by the cry. It was very helpless for honest parents to raise criminal sons.
"Let's go back too." Liu Jingfeng couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of him.
Because he can no longer see his parents, it is also a great tragedy in the world that the son wants to support him but does not care for him.
After returning to the guest house, everyone felt relieved when they learned that Lin Ran's backpack had been retrieved.
"Brother Lin, if anything happens in Xi'an in the future, just give Liu Ze's name." A Ming said, looking very sorry.
In the city of this era, there were many thieves and gangsters, and they forgot to remind Brother Lin. Fortunately, he did not blame himself for this.
"Thank you." Lin Ran waved his hand. After all, robbery is not something that happens every day.
He felt a little tired and was going to go back to his room to rest.
Liu Jingfeng suddenly turned around and said: "Originally, the museum was going to entertain us tonight, but there were too many things, so it was rescheduled to tomorrow afternoon. Brother Lin, please don't wander around tomorrow."
Lin Ran nodded.
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The next day, Lin Ran was cleaning the dirt on the cultural relics in the room. These were exhibits that were to be displayed in the store and must be kept in good condition.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the group set off.
Their target is Dayan Tower, the only five-star hotel in the area.
The museum's funds are limited, so since they are invited to have dinner in a five-star hotel, it shows how important it is!
Because there were so many people, they took a van driven by A Ming.
When I parked my car under the Dayan Building, I was looked down upon by the waiter.
However, as soon as I walked up the steps, I saw the staff of the Xi'an National Museum coming to greet me.
"Brother Liu, you are finally here!" Walking in front of the team was the curator of Xi'an Museum.
He was extremely enthusiastic and obviously knew Liu Jingfeng very well.
Lin Ran also recognized him.
The old man in front of him was Zhang Fengyu, a close friend of his mentor Tang Lanxuan and one of Lin Ran's old friends!
After greeting Liu Jingfeng, he invited everyone to take a seat.
Although the Xi'an Museum has limited funds, it still booked a private room with a minimum cost of [-] yuan, which shows the sincerity of the other party.
As soon as they took their seats, various dishes were brought to them by the waiter.
Lobsters, hairy crabs, and a dazzling array of meat dishes were piled high, which whetted everyone's appetite.
Seeing Wang Jinpeng's impatient look, Zhang Fengyu smiled and said: "It's time to eat, please do whatever you want."
Liu Jingfeng glared at Wang Jinpeng, but did not stop him from enjoying the feast.
He poured himself and the curator a glass of wine and introduced the team members one by one.
However, their specific work in the team was not introduced, as this is a commercial secret.
After the introductions were completed, Zhang Fengyu raised his glass and stood up.
"Thank you for your help this time. The cultural relics you brought here are the rarest products in the museum. Zhang would like to thank you here."
He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
Everyone stood up and drank with his boldness.
After starting to drink, people started talking more.
Zhang Fengyu seemed particularly happy: "It is really unexpected to be able to get this batch of cultural relics at a low price. Brother Liu, you are so generous. If you sell them to private collectors, you will definitely make more money."
"Hey, when we picked up cultural relics, of course we immediately considered the country." Liu Jingfeng replied politely.
Some words were inappropriate to say on the stage, so the two of them laughed tacitly.
"Haha, that's right. If it weren't for Brother Liu and all our partners, we would never have imagined that there would be Li Ji's tomb and cultural relics of Liao princesses near Zhaoling. This would complete the history of our Shaanxi!"
He sighed sincerely, then raised his head and looked ahead, thoughtfully: "These things have fallen into the hands of others, but it is a huge loss to the country. Even if it costs tens of millions, it cannot be recovered!"