Hundreds of glass display cases are densely packed in the factory building, which is filled with the smell of decaying steel.
A 6th-century BC cast bronze sword hilt, a jade-faced deity, a white marble Amitabha Buddha statue…
Blue and white porcelain bowl with inscription, large enamel jar with cloud and dragon design, sandstone Guanyin statue...
Exquisitely crafted Tang tri-colored pottery funerary figurines...
Chinese artifacts that were once among the most prized possessions of the British Museum.
At this moment, it appeared in the dark and gloomy factory as if a treasure had fallen from the sky.
The exquisite and priceless cultural relics stand in stark contrast to the dilapidated and decaying factory buildings.
And it is placed at the very front of the Nine Dragon Wall.
It is the same small jade pot featured in "Escape from the British Museum"—a thin-walled jade pot with a Chinese scroll pattern!
In an instant.
All the police officers and museum staff at the scene felt a surge of adrenaline rush to their heads.
...
"This...this..."
"How did these get here! Who brought them here?!"
Seeing the hundreds of cultural relics that appeared out of nowhere throughout the factory like magic.
Even the cigarette that Old Luo, the gatekeeper, was holding fell to the ground in shock. His eyes widened in horror, and he kept uttering the phrase "national essence."
"Put out the cigarette right now!"
When the Palace Museum curator Zhan Chongdao saw the sparks that had fallen to the ground, he shouted out of professional instinct.
Upon seeing this, Captain Nie Dongjie strode forward and quickly stubbed out the cigarette butt that Old Luo, the gatekeeper, had dropped.
At the same time, at his signal, the two police officers next to him immediately took control of the security guard at the gate without saying a word.
Several police officers from the local police station were responsible for sealing off the scene.
They were stunned by the sheer number of cultural relics before them.
He had just confidently assured the Kyoto police that smuggled cultural relics would not occur in his jurisdiction.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of items appeared!
And at first glance, it doesn't look like a traditional high-quality replica!
"Director Zhan, these...are all genuine cultural relics!"
After receiving permission, Qi Xingguo, the curator of the ceramics museum, took the lead in stepping forward to verify the authenticity of the cultural relics.
After viewing two ceramic exhibits still encased in glass cases, Qi Xingguo was once again stunned.
The English words "British Imperial Museum" on the bulletproof glass display case are still clearly visible!
In other words...
These artifacts are all original items preserved in the British Museum!
"Officer, quickly notify your superiors... no, I'll call them directly!"
"These... are all artifacts sealed in the British Museum!"
"No one is allowed to touch it!"
After confirming that there was virtually no possibility that these cultural relics were forgeries.
Even Zhan Chongdao, the well-traveled curator of the Palace Museum, couldn't help but tremble at this moment.
I tried taking out my phone several times, but I couldn't even unlock the screen.
"How could this be... how could this be..."
"Could these artifacts have been sent here by aliens?"
Propaganda Director Lu Tongbo stared wide-eyed, pinched himself hard, thinking he was still dreaming.
"Are these really all... cultural relics lost overseas?"
Police Chief Nie Dongjie, who was in charge of leading the team, stepped forward and was equally shocked.
How did hundreds of artifacts from the British Museum manage to travel tens of thousands of miles across the ocean to reach China?
And incredibly, not a single outsider noticed!
It was only through the mysterious drone that everyone learned of this!
"Waaah—"
"Buzz, rumble—"
Soon, thousands of armed police officers and Kyoto garrison troops arrived at the warehouse.
The entire abandoned steel plant was completely surrounded.
The surrounding high ground was immediately occupied by fully armed snipers.
In the distance, several police helicopters circled and kept watch.
Upon learning that artifacts from the Dragon Kingdom, which were once held in overseas museums, had appeared in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, it was an unprecedented discovery.
The top leaders of Kyoto City also disregarded their own work and rushed over here immediately.
...
Just as nearly half the city's police force was converging on the East Sixth Ring Road to protect the priceless national treasure that had mysteriously appeared in the suburbs.
Outside the Tianqiao Theater, the headquarters of Deyun Society, on Qianmen Street in Kyoto.
Wang Yueheng's nanny vehicle had just arrived here.
"Welcome Yue Heng to visit and exchange ideas with our Deyun Society!"
As soon as Wang Yueheng and his group got out of the car, Guo Gang, who had been waiting at the door, led his men to greet them.
Guo Gang, who was not tall and somewhat plump, greeted them with a smile.
Behind him followed several apprentices, including Zhu Feng (who makes steamed buns), Zhang Lei (one of the Four Young Masters of Deyun Society), and Yan He (Zhang Haomiao), among others…
Yue Peng, an old acquaintance, was unable to appear at the event because he was filming in another city.
The other party even sent Wang Yueheng a text message last night to express their regret.
"Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Guo Gang. I've wanted to come see the performance for a long time, and today I finally have the opportunity to do so!"
Wang Yueheng greeted Guo Gang with a smile.
"Yue Heng is even more handsome and has a remarkable presence in person than he appears on TV!"
Standing beside Guo Gang, his crosstalk partner Yu Qian also praised him with a happy smile.
Yu Qian also felt a great deal of goodwill towards this artist who wholeheartedly helped his beloved apprentice, Guo Dalin.
Upon learning that Guo Gang had invited Wang Yueheng to visit the headquarters of Deyun Society, Yu Qian rushed over immediately.
"Professor Yu Qian, you flatter me. I have seen photos of you when you were young, and I look much worse than you did when you were young."
Wang Yueheng didn't stand on ceremony and readily exchanged compliments with the old man.
"Haha, you're so good at praising people, no wonder you can find such beautiful girls around you."
Yu Qian glanced at Mo Zixue, who was following Wang Yueheng, and said with a loud laugh.
Yu Qian already knew Mo Zixue's identity.
They absolutely cannot be treated like ordinary agents.
At this time, there were still some cameramen inside the theater filming with their equipment.
Footage of Wang Yueheng's visit to Deyun Society was captured.
"I heard this is your first time visiting Tianqiao Theater."
"This place was originally called 'Tianle Grand Theater.' It was renovated and rebuilt in the 1990s according to the standards of the National Centre for the Performing Arts, and then renamed Tianqiao Theater..."
"To the east is the Temple of Heaven Park, and to the north is Liulichang Cultural Street, the place full of modern antiques..."
"I'm not afraid of the boss asking for a high price, I'm afraid of the boss saying 'deal'. As long as you dare to bargain, the boss dares to sell."
"For seventy or eighty yuan, you can find a heart-shaped tissue that Qin Shi Huang used..."
As they walked through the theater, Guo Gang, the head of Deyun, enthusiastically introduced this famous Kyoto theater to Wang Yueheng.
His seemingly serious remarks were occasionally punctuated by a joke or two.
"Hey, if the people in Liulichang hear this, they'll start cursing you again!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Qian interrupted with a smile.
Fortunately, the appointment with Wang Yueheng today was kept semi-secret.
Otherwise, if the news media broadcast Guo Gang's remarks, he might face several more lawsuits.
"Hehe, look how anxious Brother Qian is. He even found a genuine blue and white porcelain piece there last time."
"Qian believed it because the porcelain was stamped with 'Made in the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty'."
Guo Gang chuckled and continued.
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.
"Pfft~"
Even Mo Zixue, who always appeared aloof and unapproachable in front of outsiders, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"That's right, girl, smile more. Otherwise, how can you be so beautiful if you just hide it away?"
Guo Gang turned his head and glanced at Mo Zixue, who was standing next to Wang Yueheng, and continued to tease her.
He had already learned about Mo Zixue's identity through his wife, Wang Huihui.
They also learned that Wang Yueheng had been invited to visit the Mo family to celebrate Mo Lao's birthday.
She already had a pretty good idea of what their relationship was like.
"Today's activities are quite simple."
"It's just an invitation to have some tea, chat, and watch the performance of the younger generation of crosstalk actors from Deyun Society."
"If possible, come on stage with me and Brother Qian and chat for a bit, and say hello to the audience."
"The fans of Deyun Society are getting younger and younger, and many of them are your fans. They must be incredibly excited to see you here!"
After arriving at a teahouse and taking their seats, Guo Gang gave Wang Yueheng a general overview of the day's arrangements.
"Hey, we were just talking about antiques and now there's big news about them!"
"This is terrible!"
"Yue Heng, take a look! It seems to have something to do with you!"
Yu Qian, who had just picked up his teacup, suddenly looked surprised as he held up his phone.
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