After the man went inside, Watanabe warmly stood up to greet him.
The man opened his mouth and surprisingly spoke fluent Japanese.
Luo Yunhang didn't know what the two were talking about, but he was certain that this person's identity was questionable.
For the first time, he felt a pang of regret, wondering why he hadn't learned more foreign languages so he could understand what they were saying.
After exchanging pleasantries, the two began to eat normally. The man also took off his mask, confirming that he was indeed a leader from the Cultural Relics Bureau.
After confirming the information, Luo Yunhang immediately notified Bai Yan's team.
He told Bai Yan everything he had seen and heard, but described everything he saw with his X-ray vision as him accidentally seeing the man's face.
Bai Yan was stunned for a few seconds when she learned that the person Watanabe had secretly met was actually a leader from the Cultural Relics Bureau.
No wonder, China's cultural relics have been lost seriously in recent years. Despite repeated orders from above, the loss of cultural relics has never stopped. It turns out that there are traitors among the top leaders.
Moreover, the identity of this mole seems to be quite extraordinary; he is a leader of the Chinese Cultural Relics Bureau who speaks Japanese.
She didn't have time to notify her superiors. In order to prevent this big fish from getting away, she directly led her team to surround the private room.
Watanabe and the leader were captured on the spot.
"Officer Bai, I hope you have a clear purpose in mind, otherwise I will definitely not let this go."
"Mr. Watanabe and I are just ordinary friends. It shouldn't be a problem if we meet for a drink after work in the evening. I didn't accept any bribes, nor did I give him any favors. Is it wrong for friends to have casual conversations?" Xu Jinxiong argued.
Watanabe quickly feigned indifference, saying, "Mr. Xu and I are just ordinary friends. Isn't China always known as a friendly nation?"
"Mr. Xu, may I ask why you're wearing a mask and hat to cover up when you meet your friends? Mr. Watanabe, do I need to remind you what kind of business you're in? You've bought Chinese cultural relics more than once. What are you planning to do?" Bai Yan questioned.
Xu Jinxiong retorted without backing down: "Officer Bai, you've seen it too. Even you don't understand my friendship with Mr. Watanabe. I can only keep it a secret to avoid being misunderstood."
Mr. Watanabe is not the kind of person you think he is. He really likes Chinese culture and loves this land. Our relationship is purely platonic.
Watanabe also said, "In your Chinese parlance, I'm like a mute eating bitter melon, unable to express my suffering."
I am just an ordinary businessman. I came to China and came into contact with the local culture. I liked it very much, so I bought your antiques.
"Your laws don't stipulate that Japanese people can't buy your antiques, do they? I paid the appropriate price."
The two acted like a double act, each trying to absolve the other of blame.
Bai Yan was too lazy to say anything more to them: "Mr. Watanabe, you are suspected of stealing our country's cultural relics. I am now arresting you in accordance with the law."
Mr. Xu Jinxiong, you're the same; at such a sensitive time, you still dare to meet us against the tide. We're sorry, we have no choice but to take you back with us.”
“You’re slandering me! When did I steal your artifacts? I paid real money for everything I bought!” Watanabe shouted.
Xu Jinxiong remained calm and took the initiative to get up so that his men could handcuff him.
"Since Officer Bai has doubts, I should naturally cooperate."
Bai Yan came out with a dark expression.
Luo Yunhang quietly pulled her aside: "Not confident?"
"These two are more slippery than eels, and no evidence was found at the scene to prove that they committed a crime."
"Watanabe is indeed a suspect, but if we can't find any evidence within 48 hours, we'll have to release them," Bai Yan said dejectedly.
"Don't be discouraged, Officer Bai. I swear on my life that these two people are definitely suspicious. Just go ahead and investigate."
The key is to investigate Xu Jinxiong's identity; I always felt he was not simple.
"Also, keep an eye on them near their residence; you might make an unexpected discovery." Luo Yunhang's intuition has always been very accurate.
"I understand. Thank you for your hard work today. I'll treat you to dinner another day after this is over."
Bai Yan chuckled at Luo Yunhang's assurance. For some reason, she always felt exceptionally at ease whenever Luo Yunhang was around, as if everything would fall into place.
Luo Yunhang was still worried.
He felt that Xu Jinxiong was too calm, and must have something to rely on.
He also has a copy card, which he obtained when he stopped Yuan Laosan from reselling cultural relics, and he has never been willing to use it.
This incident also made him realize one of his weaknesses: language.
Aside from English, which is passable, other languages are a case of "you know me, but I don't know you."
If he had been able to understand their conversation, things might have turned out differently.
So the next morning, Luo Yunhang went to Qin Meihua's workplace to find her.
Qin Meihua was a diplomat, fluent in three languages, and one of the first generation of diplomats. She also had many elite soldiers under her command.
For example, she once mentioned a young man with exceptional language talent, fluent in eight languages: Japanese, Chinese, English, Russian, French, German, Portuguese, and Spanish.
Moreover, he learns languages very quickly; he is truly gifted in languages.
Luo Yunhang's purpose in coming here was to replicate this man's language skills.
"Xiao Hang, what brings you here today? Is something the matter? You're usually so busy that we don't see you for months at a time." This was the first time Luo Yunhang had come to her workplace, and Qin Meihua teased him.
"My dear aunt, please stop teasing me. I came here today to meet that genius you mentioned who speaks eight languages. I have some work-related matters I'd like to discuss with him," Luo Yunhang pleaded.
"Okay, I'll call him over, you two can talk." With that, Qin Meihua left the office.
A short while later, a young man knocked on the door and came in.
He does look quite young, but he should be older than Luo Yunhang. He seems like a very honest and simple person.
"Hello, my name is Luo Yunhang. I apologize for bothering you today, but I have some language-related questions I would like to ask you." Luo Yunhang took the initiative to stand up and extend his hand.
The man paused for a second, then reached out and shook his hand in return: "Hello, my name is Xi Hao."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Luo Yunhang got straight to the point and asked him some questions related to Japanese.
It wasn't really a profound question. The person was still a bit confused, thinking that anyone who could speak Japanese would know the answer to these questions, so why bother asking him?
Luo Yunhang had no choice. If he wanted to copy someone else's skills, he had to meet the real person. You have to find a reason to meet someone, since they are all strangers.
After an awkward chat, it finally came to an end.
Before Xi Hao left, Luo Yunhang took the opportunity to copy his language skills.
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