Anbu poured police officer Sun Kaiwen a cup of hot tea, then sat on the sofa and listened to him explain the case.
"The thing is like this. Not long ago, a wealthy businessman bought an antique abroad at a price of more than 20 million yuan. After it was shipped back to China, an old professor of archeology went to appraise the treasure, and found that the antique was almost the same as theirs. The cultural relics unearthed from a tomb unearthed years ago belong to the same batch. There is no trace of theft in that tomb. Logically speaking, all cultural relics should be properly stored in the museum's treasure house, and it is impossible to spread them out. Unless... "
"Unless someone stole the cultural relics from the treasure house." Anbu said.
"That's right." Police Officer Sun nodded, "So the old professor submitted an application to re-count the batch of cultural relics. Finally, it was found that five treasures were missing, with a total value of more than 100 million."
An Bu's face was inexplicable, isn't this a case of theft of cultural relics? What's weird
Police officer Sun seemed to see her doubts, and explained: "Let's not mention the theft of the cultural relics, I came to you today mainly because of that archeology professor, who suffered a heart attack seven days after appraising the antique. Sudden death due to infarction."
An Bu understood: "Do you think his death is related to that antique?"
Officer Sun nodded: "We didn't connect the two at first, but soon after, several staff members who counted the batch of cultural relics died suddenly one after another. The cause of death was myocardial infarction, which is too unbelievable. Until we saw The supernatural program you filmed in Kangquan Town made me speculate about unnatural phenomena."
"I see." An Bu asked, "You want me to see those cultural relics?"
"Yes." Police Officer Sun hesitated for a moment, and said, "The batch of cultural relics is temporarily sealed up, and no one dares to approach them. Before you agree, I hope you understand that there may be certain dangers in them."
An Bu smiled: "Don't worry, nothing will happen." As long as she doesn't go down to the grave herself, everything else is easy to talk about.
"Thank you." Police Officer Sun was relieved, gave An Bu a grateful look, and added, "It's my personal decision to ask you to be a consultant. It's about the supernatural."
"Well, I believe in science, and believe that there are no ghosts in this world." An Bu showed an old "corpse" (real) smile.
Officer Sun was shocked by her laughter: "..."
At this time, Jian Ningxuan walked in from the outside, saw Sun Kaiwen in casual clothes, and asked, "Any guests?"
"You're back." An Bu briefly introduced, "This is Sun Kaiwen, a friend I knew before."
"It looks familiar." Jian Ningxuan stared at Police Officer Sun indifferently for a long time, and no longer remembered seeing him at the murder scene.
"Everyone's faces look familiar." Anbu replied with a smile.
Officer Sun expressed dissatisfaction, he looks tough, okay? Where is the public!
"Hi, I'm Jian Ningxuan." Jian Ningxuan greeted alienatedly.
"Hello." Police Officer Sun has known this master for a long time, and he still put on a calm expression.
After Jian Ningxuan came back, Officer Sun didn't stay long, and made an appointment with An Bu before leaving.
After seeing Police Officer Sun off, Anbu turned around and saw Jian Ningxuan was looking at her quietly, with the words clearly written on her face: "Baby doesn't ask anything, and waits obediently for you to speak."
Anbu couldn't help but wanted to laugh, and said to him, "He asked me to go to the museum tomorrow to look at antiques."
"Oh." Jian Ningxuan nodded coldly, and then apologized, "Sorry, I may not have time to accompany you."
Anbu: "...it's okay." I didn't intend to invite you at all, okay
Her cat owner always felt that she needed his company and pampering all the time.
The next day, An Bu came to the museum on time as agreed.
Officer Sun was waiting for her at the door, and when he saw her coming, he led her in immediately.
"Let me take you to see the antiques that the wealthy businessman took from abroad first." Officer Sun led Anbu into a reception room.
In the reception room, there were six people standing or sitting, and Police Officer Sun introduced them one by one: "Curator Ji Hong, cultural relic appraisal experts Mr. Song Yinhe and Mr. Wei Fengbo, the owner of the antique Ms. Fei Xinjue, and the other two are ours. Police officers Xiao Wang and Xiao Lin." Then he introduced An Bu to everyone, "This is Miss An Bu, the consultant I invited."
"Consultant?" Song Yinhe looked at Anbu carefully through the glasses, "I don't know what kind of consultant it is?"
Anbu replied flatly: "Consultant for unnatural death investigation."
"Consultant for unnatural death investigation?" Hearing this lofty title, everyone's expression was unclear.
Anbu ignored them, and looked at the antique on the coffee table. It was an exquisite piece of porcelain called "Beauty Holding Hairpin Vase", which was 700 years old according to expert appraisal. However, Anbu is not even interested in its history. What really attracts her is the yin energy emanating from the porcelain bottle.
Different from the feng shui yin in Kangquan Town, the yin on the porcelain vase not only comes from the feng shui ground veins, but also the obsession and dead energy of the deceased for hundreds of years. It is fused with the ancient objects and finally forms a special spiritual body. Call them "spirits".
Yin Ling is good at imitating, there is no distinction between right and wrong, as long as the obsession is removed, it will disappear. But the spirits are different, they are entrusted to a certain object, as long as the object exists, they will not disappear, and of course, they cannot be separated from the object. They also have emotions of their own and will actively attack anyone who wants to destroy them or make them feel dangerous. The attack method is the same as that of ghosts, they all create terrifying hallucinations.
When they were just unearthed, they may still be in a state of ignorance. When more people come into contact with them, they will gradually "awaken" and continuously receive human brain waves, eventually forming their own consciousness.
The number of object spirits is very rare, much less than that of Yin spirits. In the eighty years after An Bu's death, he has only encountered nine object spirits. But this time, it was obviously not only the one in front of me, there was at least one hidden in that batch of cultural relics.
"What? Miss An, what do you think of this porcelain vase?" Seeing that An Bu was staring at the porcelain vase without speaking, Song Yinhe asked with a half-smile.
Except for the police, everyone else didn't believe in ghosts and gods. They only loved ancient objects and had no fear, so the spirits didn't attack them.
"No, I just think it's beautiful." Anbu said casually. As soon as the words were finished, the spirit in the porcelain vase suddenly stirred up and floated excitedly to her side, absorbing the breath of her corpse beautifully.
The white mist-like spirit circled around Anbu, like a kid with ADHD. Although they have their own consciousness, they need correct guidance. If they absorb too much negative energy, it will be a danger to all people who are close to them. It's a pity that most of the spirits are born in the tomb and feed on negative energy.
At this time, Police Officer Sun said: "Mr. Song, Mr. Wei, Ms. Fei, thank you for your cooperation. I have already introduced the general situation to you before. The police hope that you can help us pay attention to whether there is anyone selling antiques in the nearest antique market." The five treasures that were stolen."
Antique shops have their own rules, and if the police intervene directly, it is better to ask insiders to inquire secretly, so as not to startle the snake.
"No problem, we also really want to know the whereabouts of those five treasures." Wei Junbo said seriously, "This beauty is holding a hairpin vase and was resold abroad. I will absolutely not allow the other five to go out as well."
"Then I'll ask you guys, what do you guys have in mind?" Police Officer Sun asked again.
Fei Xinjue said, "There will be a private appraisal gathering in a few days, and I have also received an invitation. Maybe I can get some news."
"I wonder if Ms. Fei can take her with me?" Officer Sun looked at An Bu beside him.
Fei Xinjue said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but this party is only allowed to bring one companion. I have already promised Mr. Song."
Song Yinhe nodded, affirming Fei Xinjue's words.
Officer Sun looked at Wei Yunbo again, who snorted coldly: "I didn't receive the invitation."
Anbu smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll figure it out myself."
No one knows how much An Bu has hidden her identity, let alone a private party held by ordinary wealthy businessmen, even a heavily guarded state banquet, she has a way to get in.
Officer Sun originally wanted to say something, but then thought of Jian Ningxuan's identity, and closed his mouth tactfully. With the help of Jian Ningxuan, I believe it will not be difficult to attend the party.
After discussing the details, Police Officer Sun took An Bu out of the reception room, and followed the curator to the treasure house where the cultural relics were stored. Outside the treasure house stood several guards with live ammunition.
The three of them were able to enter the treasure house after each presented their identity documents.
Anbu looked around and found two spirits hidden in a pair of jade pendants.
She looked at the label on the pair of jade pendants: Yin Yang Tai Chi Pisces Pendants.
The spirits on the jade pendant, like two carp, were entangled and frolicking in the air. Feeling the breath of walking, they immediately swam over, conveying joyful emotions to her.
An Bu suddenly said to Police Officer Sun: "Can you show me the pictures of the five stolen treasures?"
Officer Sun turned to look at Director Ji, who took out his tablet and displayed the pictures.
Anbu looked at it for a while, pointed to one of the pictures and said, "This bottle seems to be a pair with that beautiful woman holding a hairpin vase?"
"Yes." Curator Ji replied, "It's just called 'Scholar Shen Du Carved Heart Vase'."
Yin-Yang Tai Chi Pisces Pendant, Scholar Beauty Hairpin Vase with Carved Heart...Anbu found that the antiques that produced the creature spirits seemed to be a pair. I don't know if it was just a coincidence.
"Well, did you find anything?" Officer Sun asked.
An Bu pointed to the pair of Yin-Yang Tai Chi Pisces Pendants, and said, "Keep these jade pendants separately."
"You mean..." Surprise flashed in Police Officer Sun's eyes.
"Well, they're not very clean." As soon as this sentence was finished, the Pisces creatures surrounding her immediately swam dissatisfied, and then got into Yu Peili and ignored her. Then when they saw An Bu turn around and prepare to leave, they came out again and chased after her quickly, lingering beside her, as if saying: I forgive you this time, don't go, stay and play with us.
Anbu secretly said: I'll come to see you next time, be good and don't hurt anyone anymore.
Pisces: Hmph, if you don't stay, we'll go and hurt people!
Then, they were seen fiercely rushing towards the back of Curator Ji's head.
An Bu raised his hand and swept them into his palm.
Seeing this, Police Officer Sun asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." An Bu paused, and suggested, "If you don't want to have any more accidents, you should stay away from this treasure house for now."
"Didn't you just say..."
"Unless I keep them personally, no matter where you put them, it will inevitably be affected." This pair of Pisces is obviously very willful, and a disagreement will hurt others. She couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't mess around after she left.
Officer Sun nodded half-understood. He wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start. After all, he subconsciously resisted such strange things.
However, he has already decided in his heart that no one will be allowed to approach this pair of jade pendants in a short period of time.