32: Chapter 32 Holy crap, tomb raiders!
Seeing Su Yun so forthcoming, the wariness in Old Wu's eyes diminished slightly.
He carefully placed his phone on a protruding mound of dirt and adjusted the angle.
Then, he turned around and dragged something out from the shadows behind him.
That thing was covered by a worn-out camouflage jacket.
Old Wu took a deep breath and abruptly pulled the jacket away.
"Master, take a look!"
As the beam of the flashlight focused.
A metal object covered in mud and mottled green rust appeared prominently in the center of the screen.
It was a three-legged round tripod.
It was about the size of a washbasin, with two upright handles standing high, and its three legs firmly planted in the soil.
Although mostly covered in mud, one could still clearly see the exquisite and intricate patterns on the tripod's body.
They were ferocious beast-face patterns.
With bulging eyes and wide-open mouths, they exuded a sense of mystery and majesty from the ancient past.
Taotie patterns!
Even someone who didn't understand antiques could feel the heavy sense of history the moment they laid eyes on it.
The livestream chat room completely exploded.
"Holy crap! What is this? A bronze tripod?"
"Is it real? If this is real, how many years would the sentence be?"
"I see a prison sentence! The future is looking more and more like a jail term!"
"Did this just get unearthed? Is it still warm?"
"Old Wu, you're confused! You dare to show this thing? This is a recipe for getting a bullet in the head!"
Su Yun looked at the bronze tripod on the screen, his eyes narrowing slightly.
He didn't need to authenticate it himself.
The system had already very thoughtfully stripped away all of this thing's secrets.
[System Notification: Detected that the target individual is engaged in major criminal activities!]
[Item Name: Western Zhou Taotie Pattern Bronze Tripod]
[Era: Late Western Zhou Dynasty]
[Grade: Grade-1 Cultural Relic (National Treasure Level)]
[Excavation Location: 300 meters west of XX Village, XX County, Shaanxi Province, a key national cultural relic protection unit, burial pit of the Zhou Duke's tomb.]
[Name: Wu Jianjun (Nickname: Old Wu)]
[Age: 46]
[Occupation: Leader of a professional grave robbing gang]
[Recent Fortune: A sign of great misfortune. He thinks he has dug up immense wealth, but in reality, he has dug a direct tunnel to prison. In ten minutes, he will be surrounded by the police, with no hope of escape.]
[Past: Has a criminal record for robbery and theft; began engaging in grave robbing five years ago, committing crimes across multiple provinces...]
[Future: ...]
[Sin Value: 95 (Extremely Dangerous)]
[Detailed Crimes: ...]
Looking at this string of data that was so red it was almost black, Su Yun felt incredibly satisfied.
95 points of Sin Value!
If he gets sent in, wouldn't his merit points just explode off the charts?
This isn't just a bronze tripod; this is his life-extending miracle medicine!
However, Su Yun didn't show any of this on his face.
He even put on an expression of appreciation, mixed with a hint of greed.
Just like an antique dealer who only cares about money.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Su Yun smacked his lips and leaned closer to the screen.
"Old Wu, your luck is quite good."
"Look at this shape, look at these patterns, and look at this patina."
"This is definitely a genuine Western Zhou piece!"
"A Taotie pattern tripod of this quality, if you can get it out, it's worth at least this much."
Su Yun held up five fingers.
When Old Wu heard this, his eyes instantly lit up like light bulbs.
"Five million?"
His voice was trembling; he was excited.
Su Yun shook his head.
"Fifty million."
Old Wu gasped sharply, almost choking himself to death.
"Fi... fifty million?"
He was completely stunned.
He had been in this business for so many years, dug up plenty of jars and pots, but at most, they only sold for a few hundred thousand.
This time, he had thought selling it for a few million would be the limit.
He didn't expect it to be a big item worth fifty million!
If he pulled this off, he wouldn't have to worry for the rest of his life!
From now on, he could get foot massages every day and pick whichever technician he wanted!
"Master! My own father!"
Old Wu was incoherent with excitement, wishing he could crawl through the internet cable to kowtow to Su Yun.
"Please, show me the way! How do I move this thing? As long as I can sell it, I'll give you a big red envelope of five million!"
Su Yun smiled and tapped his fingers lightly on the desk.
"It can definitely be moved; I have connections."
"But Old Wu, this thing is too hot to handle."
"If I want to show you the way, I need to know your specific location."
"Looking at the color of the soil around you, it looks a bit like the loess plateau in Guanzhong, doesn't it?"
Su Yun was asking a question he already knew the answer to, intentionally trying to get him to talk.
Although the system had provided the coordinates, he needed Old Wu to say some of it himself so that it would seem reasonable and facilitate the police operation later.
Old Wu was now so intoxicated by the fifty million that he had no vigilance left at all.
He chuckled and patted the dirt wall beside him.
"Master, you have divine eyes!"
"That's right, it is in Guanzhong!"
"I can't say much more about the specifics, but it is in the Qishan area."
"This place has good feng shui, the soil layer is thick, and it's satisfying to dig!"
Qishan.
That's right.
It completely matched the location given by the system.
Su Yun nodded, the smile in his eyes deepening.
"Qishan is good; it's the birthplace of the Zhou Dynasty, a land of good feng shui."
"But Old Wu, looking at your physiognomy, your forehead is darkened, and there is a malevolent aura under your eyes."
"I'm afraid you might not be able to handle this fifty-million-worth of wealth."
When Old Wu heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
"Master, what do you mean by that?"
"Does this thing have evil energy?"
"It's fine! I have a black donkey's hoof! And a Touching Gold Amulet! I'm not afraid of evil!"
As he said this, Old Wu even pulled out a dirty-looking pendant from around his neck and shook it.
Su Yun sighed.
He stopped pretending.
That expression of greed and appreciation instantly vanished.
Replacing it was that signature coldness, the look one gives a dead person.
"Old Wu, this isn't a problem of evil energy."
"This is a matter of life."
Su Yun looked at the man on the screen who was still dreaming of getting rich, and spoke slowly.
"The item is indeed a good thing, a national treasure, worth a fortune."
"But this is likely not your path to wealth."
"It is your dead end."
The smile on Old Wu's face froze instantly.
His eyes, which had been glowing with greed, suddenly narrowed, revealing a fierce look.
"Master, I don't like hearing you say that."
Old Wu's voice became gloomy, a complete change from the fawning, money-seeking person he was just a moment ago.
"Although I, Old Wu, haven't read many books, I know how to speak auspicious words."
"I'm offering five million to find a way, and you're pointing me to a dead end?"
"That's not how business is done, is it?"
As he spoke, Old Wu's hand that wasn't holding the phone quietly reached toward the back of his waist.
There was a bulge there.
Although it couldn't be seen clearly through the screen, anyone with a discerning eye could tell it was a weapon.
The viewers in the livestream chat, who had been laughing and discussing the fifty-million bronze tripod, immediately changed the direction of their comments when they saw Old Wu's actions.
"Holy crap! What does this guy want to do? Is that a knife?"
"That look in his eyes isn't right; it feels like he's about to kill someone."
"Master Su, run... Oh, wait, this is an online connection; he can't crawl through the internet cable."
"I see a prison sentence! The future is looking more and more like a jail term!"
"Is this a grave robber? He looks like a dangerous criminal!"
"Master Su's words earlier had a hidden meaning, didn't they? A dead end? Could there be something else going on with this person?"
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