The police agreed with what he said.
That's exactly the case.
Last time, I spent a whole day investigating door to door in the neighboring village.
They're just bits and pieces.
It does not constitute a crime.
"Let's go to Zhao Si's house," said Li Mingqing.
Of the five policemen, three were in the front, two were in the back, and Li Mingqing and Zhao Yuanyang were in the middle.
Red bricks and green tiles, and a magnificent gate.
But the door was closed.
I knocked on the door for more than two minutes, but no one opened it.
The police went to the next door and knocked on it.
Soon, an old man opened the door and came out.
After seeing the police, he said, "Comrade police, what can I do for you?"
"How many people are there in Zhao Si's family?"
"It's Zhao Si. His parents just passed away last year."
"Uncle, didn't he marry and have children?"
"Hey, Zhao Si is a good kid in every way except for his bad temper. He beat up his wife before he married her, so he never remarried."
"Thank you, uncle."
After the old man finished speaking, he immediately went into the yard and closed the door.
The police pried open the lock of the gate and entered Zhao Si's house.
As soon as you enter the yard, you can see all kinds of pottery, which are obviously taken out from the tomb.
Zhao Yuanyang sighed and said, "Zhao Si really has no taboos. He has a whole yard full of things used for the dead."
“These are of great archaeological significance.”
Li Mingqing smiled and said, "But they are not valuable, otherwise Zhao Si would not have so many in the yard."
"Maybe there are some fish that have slipped through the net," Zhao Yuanyang looked around.
"No," Li Mingqing pointed inside the house and then at the stove, "There are good things in these two places."
"Stove?"
"It's not the stove, it's the firewood pile next to the stove, and there's a hole underneath."
Zhao Yuanyang said in disbelief, "Oh my god, these eyes are like piercing gold. Dean Li, is this true?"
"You'll find out when you go and see."
Li Mingqing walked in front and pushed the firewood.
An iron plate appeared, and there was a lock next to it.
He squatted down, took out the wire and put it into the keyhole. In a second, the lock opened.
The five police officers were stunned.
The lock opened faster than they did.
"Dean Li, have you been professionally picking locks for thirty years? How do you do it so smoothly?"
Li Mingqing smiled and said, "When I was little, I studied lock picking and mastered it."
Zhao Yuanyang gave a thumbs up: "There are surprises everywhere."
The police opened the iron plate, revealing the cellar.
There is a ladder.
Li Mingqing rolled up his sleeves and was about to go down to the cellar.
The policeman quickly said, "Director Li, I'll leave first."
Zhao Yuanyang grabbed his arm, afraid he would slip away. "Yes, Dean Liu, let's wait a moment."
"Okay, you guys go down first."
Li Mingqing handed the flashlight to the police.
The policeman said embarrassedly: "Thank you, Dean Li is indeed foresighted."
They certainly didn't bring flashlights, and it was pitch dark in the cellar, making it hard to see clearly.
Zhao Yuanyang was stunned. "I admire you, Dean Li. How can you be so thoughtful? I'm curious about how many goodies you have in your bag."
"Treasure box," he patted his backpack.
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