Professor Qian suddenly realized something and asked his last words: "What year in the Ming Dynasty was this?"
"The fourteenth year of Chongzhen! I'll send you to hell!" Zhao Xiaofei gripped the hilt of the knife, raised it above his head, and slashed at Professor Qian's neck. With a "puff," Zhao Xiaofei heard the sound of the Xiuchun Knife entering flesh and felt resistance in his hand. Suddenly, the whole world felt quiet. Due to Zhao Xiaofei's lack of strength, and the fact that the Xiuchun Knife itself was not a lethal weapon, the blade became lodged in his shin. Zhao Xiaofei forcibly pulled the knife out of Professor Qian's neck. Blood sprayed all over Zhao Xiaofei, and Professor Qian's body began to twitch.
Qian Cong, standing nearby, had collapsed to the ground in terror, muttering, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" But Zhao Xiaofei could no longer hear a sound. He held the blood-soaked Embroidered Spring Blade, dripping with blood. He turned toward Qian Cong and slowly raised the blade, its entire blade trembling. Zhao Xiaofei was exhausted and extremely nervous.
At this time, Zhao Xiaokun shouted, "Don't hesitate! Chop it down!" He knew that if Zhao Xiaofei hesitated, he might only injure Qian Cong instead of killing him. This would cause a greater mental blow!
Zhao Xiaofei swung his knife with all his strength, and the knife hit Qian Cong's neck accurately. This time, the force was so strong that Qian Cong's head flew far away. Zhao Xiaokun raised his foot and kicked Qian Cong's body to the ground, and blood spurted onto the ground.
Zhao Xiaofei threw the knife to the ground and slumped down on the armchair. Zhao Xiaokun said, "Have the servants pack up. We are going back to the modern era."
After killing three people, Zhao Xiaofei's mentality completely changed. The first time he was chased and killed, he felt nervous, nauseous, terrified, and filled with guilt. However, when he killed Professor Qian and Qian Cong, Zhao Xiaofei, despite the nervousness and the great physical exertion, seemed to feel a little excited.
Zhao Xiaokun was unusually calm during his first murder. He had become numb to the bloody scenes in the emergency surgery ward every day. Killing was like destroying a machine; it was a painless experience.
Zhao Xiaofei took a long time to recover before he stood up. He and his elder brother changed their clothes again, and the next morning, they took a carriage to Gongji County and traveled back from there.
Back in modern society, Zhao Xiaokun said to Zhao Xiaofei, "My plan is that you pretend to go to the bungalow to check the goods right now. Then call the police and say that the goods were stolen."
"Why should I make a false police report?" Zhao Xiaofei asked.
"Do you think you are fine now? You called the police just to shift the blame to the Qian father and son! Think about it, if you didn't call the police. The people on the dark web found out that they were gone, and the Qian father and son were gone too. And you took out the cultural relics and started selling them slowly. Then it is obvious that you are the one who killed them all. Because you are the ultimate beneficiary! Do you understand?" Zhao Xiaokun said.
"I understand! But after we report it to the police, how can the people on the dark web know about it?" Zhao Xiaofei asked.
"With such a large organization, they must have a way to investigate. In addition, you can hold a press conference. I've already thought of the title for you: 'The Largest Cultural Relics Theft in History.' Just say that you had a pleasant cooperation with Rongbaotang, but there was a batch of cultural relics that you didn't plan to sell, but to donate to the country. Professor Qian and Qian Cong disagreed and planned to auction off all the cultural relics. That's why your cooperation was terminated, and the cultural relics were stolen the night after the cooperation was terminated. You suffered heavy losses, so just play the victim in front of the reporters. We also have to donate a few valuable items, such as those Western Xia cultural relics. There are also cultural relics from the Liao Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty. You pick one and say that these are the last ones left. You must show in front of the reporters that even though you suffered heavy losses this time, you must show that you are a patriotic businessman. No matter how great the losses are, you must donate the national treasures with the most research value to the country." Zhao Xiaokun said.
"Brother! You will be in charge of the company from now on. I feel like my IQ is totally out of whack. Dad passed all his IQ to you, and all his EQ to me!" Zhao Xiaofei was truly impressed when he heard his brother's plan.
Two days later, Zhao Xiaofei was surrounded by reporters after the press conference. If security hadn't stopped him, he wouldn't have been able to leave. Zhao Xiaofei got in the car, and Zhao Xiaokun, sitting in the passenger seat, said, "You did a great job! Your expression was spot-on, too. I really should have let you apply to the Beijing Film Academy! What brought you to tears? Your eyes are still red now!"
Zhao Xiaofei took out a bottle of hand sanitizer and said while washing: "I put ginger juice on my hands, it's irritating."
"Okay! That's it! We're basically done here. Let's go home and comfort Mom. It's such a big deal, she's probably going to get sick from worrying about it!" Zhao Xiaokun said with a smile.
Before he even got home, Zhao Xiaokun saw today's press conference on his phone. The headline was eye-catching: "The Largest Cultural Relics Theft in History." Photos showed Zhao Xiaofei standing with police and officials from the Cultural Relics Bureau. There were also photos of Zhao Xiaofei with red, swollen eyes, looking like he was crying. There were also photos of Zhao Xiaofei handing cultural relics to officials from the Cultural Relics Bureau. Other headlines included: "Cultural Relics Worth Hundreds of Billions Stolen: What is Zhao Xiaofei's Net Worth?" "Zhao Xiaofei, Descendant of a Loyal Ming Dynasty Official," "Zhao Xiaofei's True Identity," and "Is It Legal to Search for Treasure Abroad?"
"Damn it! Which reporter wrote this? Did this editor eat shit? Which side is he on?" Zhao Xiaokun said angrily.
"Which article?" Zhao Xiaofei asked.
"Because of this article 'Is it legal to go abroad to look for treasures?' the Myanmar government may file a lawsuit for ownership of cultural relics. They may even request your extradition to Yangon for trial," said Zhao Xiaokun.
"The people from the Public Security Bureau and the Cultural Relics Bureau told me not to worry. I have a family tree! They will also help me provide evidence to prove that our family owns these cultural relics." Zhao Xiaofei said.
"It seems that the country has gained benefits and can also help us to forge documents?" Zhao Xiaokun said.
"Nonsense! After all, these things are our country's cultural relics. Even if they are buried abroad, they are ours. Why should they be given to outsiders?" Zhao Xiaofei said proudly.
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