Now that the issue of his two daughters had been resolved, Lanster felt completely relieved. In the meeting room of the security company, Hardy was chatting with Lanster.

"Lanster, I plan to make you the director of the security company and take charge of the affairs here." Hardy said.

Lanster did not refuse.

"Don't worry, Hadi. I will do my best to run the security company well."

"Our biggest task now is to deal with the Spanish gang. Do you have any suggestions?" Hardy asked after taking a puff of cigarette.

"I am going to set up a 'combat research room' to collect all the intelligence information about the Spanish gang, understand their business, armed forces, personnel composition, contact methods, etc., compare them with our goals, and formulate a comprehensive combat plan."

"There are now more than 20 people in the security company. All of them were released, and collecting information was their first lesson. I remember that among the recruits, there was one who was originally from the communications company and was very good at monitoring phone calls..."

Lanster talked about his plan.

Hardy listened carefully, but he felt something strange in his heart.

Set up a combat research lab and use the military's method of preparing for a war to deal with a gang. How many gangs in this world can stand it?

A complete dimensionality reduction attack!

But Hardy likes it.

"I agree with your suggestion. I'll wait for your good news." Hardy said with a smile.

At this moment, Henry came into the room and saw Hardy and immediately said, "Boss, I was just trying to contact you, but I didn't expect you to be here."

"What is it?"

"We took out those guys from the Polish gang without much effort. But we found some stuff in their home and wanted to ask you to go take a look," Henry said with a smile.

"What?" Hardy became interested.

"The artworks and antiques look nice, but we don't know much about them, so we asked you to go and take a look," Henry said.

"Let's go and take a look."

Henry drove Hardy to the southern part of the city and stopped in front of a two-story red brick building. The building was unremarkable, and its only feature was that it had very few windows, and all of them were sealed with thick iron bars.

There were several cars parked on the street, and several people in suits standing nearby. When they saw Hardy getting off the car, they all saluted. These people were all recently recruited people.

"This building is the private residence of the Polish gang leader Nowakowski. After we killed those guys, I planned to search here to see if there were any valuables. Unexpectedly, this house has a huge basement with many antiques."

"Later I asked around and found out that Nowakowski was a thief. The Polish gang mainly engaged in theft and business, such as picking bags, stealing cars, breaking into houses, and selling stolen goods. Except for a dozen core members, all the peripheral members were thieves."

Walk into the main hall of the building.

Matthew and his two men were here. When they saw Hardy approaching them, they smiled and said, "Boss, we found a squirrel hole. There are a lot of pine nuts in it."

The entrance to the basement is hidden behind a shelf.

A passage leads directly downstairs.

At this moment, the iron gate had been opened by them, and this was not a problem for Henry and his friends.

Hardy walked in and was also stunned when he saw the scene inside.

The entire basement is estimated to be around 100 square meters. There are several shelves along the wall, filled with a wide variety of items. It can be said that there is everything.

Silver candlesticks, silver plates, silver spoons, table lamps, clocks, violins, bronze statues, bronze plates, and prints and paintings hanging on the back wall.

Hardy went to look at the paintings, but found that he could not understand them very well. His knowledge of European art was very limited, and he wondered if there were any works by famous artists among them.

Judging from these things, the Polish boss seemed to have a hobby of collecting things. These things were probably stolen from other people's homes. Some were sold and some were collected here.

Hardy glanced back and immediately quickened his pace because he saw something familiar, porcelain.

There are dozens of porcelain pieces of various sizes on the shelves. Judging from the styles of these porcelains, they should all be Chinese porcelain.

He took a beautiful vase from the shelf. The vase was in the shape of a diamond with eight sides, and each side was painted with a different kind of flower. Hardy rubbed it lightly with his hand, and the pattern underneath immediately became bright. Our own things are still beautiful, and those European antiques I just saw have no effect at all.

Turn over the bottom and you will see an inscription on it: Made in the Qianlong Period of the Qing Dynasty.

Although he didn't know much about Chinese antiques, he knew a friend in his previous life who was an antique enthusiast. He took him to several auctions and forcefully instilled a lot of knowledge about Chinese antiques into him.

The one in my hand should be a Qianlong famille rose vase.

He looked at the patterns on it again, and the enamel inlay on the mouth of the bottle. Hardy guessed that if this thing was real, it would probably be sold for 10 or 20 million in the future.

He put down the vase and picked up a large plate next to it. The inscription on the bottom was Yongzheng.

He picked up another red-glazed bottle, which was from the reign of Emperor Kangxi.

OK,

The three of them gathered here.

Then I turned over a small yellow bowl, with the inscription on the bottom saying "Made in the Hongzhi Period of the Ming Dynasty".

Look at the shelves, there are bottles, plates, and bowls, large and small, probably about forty or fifty pieces. Wow, if they are all stuff like this, they will definitely be worth hundreds of millions in a few decades.

I don’t know how these porcelains came to the United States.

Hardy guessed.

During World War II, many Jews fled to the United States from Germany, and many people fled to the United States from France and Britain to settle down.

These people also brought a lot of antiques.

It is possible that these houses were visited by these Polish gang thieves, who stole the items because they thought they were valuable. The Polish gang leader was also a collector, so he hid all the items here.

Unexpectedly, in the end, all these things belonged to me.

"Boss, do you think these things are worth the money?" Matthew asked.

"I'm not an antique appraiser." Hardy shook his head.

"What about these things?" Henry asked.

Hardy thought for a moment and said, "Move all these things away, these porcelains, take them all to the security company, find an empty room in the office building to store them, be careful when transporting them, don't bump them, wrap them in newspapers and put them in boxes."

"As for the other stuff, we'll ship it out to an antique collector to see how much it's worth and then try to sell it. We're short of money right now."

"Okay, boss. I'll find someone to take care of it right away." Henry responded.

Just as Hardy was about to leave, he glanced at the oil paintings hanging on the wall and counted them. There were about thirty or forty of them, and a dozen prints.

European antiques have little room for appreciation, but artworks have an appreciation potential that can be described as crazy. A painting by a person who was not very famous during his lifetime may only sell for a few tens of dollars, but his paintings may be worth hundreds of millions a few decades later.

Hardy didn't recognize these paintings, but perhaps there were works of others hidden inside them.

"Henry, keep these paintings and prints, and sell the rest," Hardy instructed Henry again.

Those Chinese porcelains are safer when transported to a security company than anywhere else. No thief would dare to go to a security company and steal things in front of dozens of Marines.

Two days later,

Henry went to Hardy to report.

"Boss, the porcelain and paintings you want are all in the security company. As for the rest, there is someone in the Jewish gang who sells antiques underground. Sean called that person to take a look. He is willing to offer $45,000. You can pack up all the things and take them away. What do you think?"

They were all members of the Jewish gang, and Hardy knew that they would not dare to risk his life.

"Give it to him."

He wiped out a small Polish gang, acquired a piece of land, and got dozens of pieces of porcelain and paintings, as well as more than 40,000 US dollars.

He was already very satisfied with the result.