I asked you to write a book, but I didn’t ask you to reveal your criminal record!

East Street, Jinshiyuan Antique Shop.

As the night deepened, the street lamps cast a soft yellow light, reflecting the mottled moss on the bluestone slabs. The breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, gently shaking the branches and leaves of the ancient trees on both sides of the street, making a rustling whisper.

There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and occasionally one or two pedestrians passed by, their shadows were stretched very long and dim by the lights of the shops.

"Chairman, that person won't stand us up, right?"

The little landlady sat at the counter at the entrance of the store, pouting slightly.

"Wait a little longer, they said they're almost there." Lin Chuan rubbed the little landlady's hair and smiled.

At this time.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and Lao Zhang was a little unwell, so Lin Chuan and the little landlady asked him to go back first.

Lin Chuan planned to close the shop after taking this order, and then take the little landlady back.

Go to bed.

"Then I'll wait with you for a while."

The little landlady frowned like a kitten and rubbed against Lin Chuan.

Most of the antique shops nearby have closed.

Only a few shops had faint lights in their windows, and the whole street was quiet.

Fortunately, the man in the blue T-shirt did not stand up Lin Chuan in the afternoon.

"Little brother, I've been waiting for a long time."

The man, still wearing a blue T-shirt, came to the front of the store and clasped his fists to Lin Chuan, with an apologetic look on his face.

Behind him were two men in black T-shirts.

The two men were carrying a cardboard box, and presumably the porcelain was inside.

"No problem."

Lin Chuan laughed and clasped his fists as well, then looked at the two men in black T-shirts behind him and asked, "Who are these two?"

"These two are my cousins, they are here to help me move the porcelain."

The man in the blue T-shirt laughed, and then told his two cousins, "Carry the things in and look at the threshold under your feet."

"So you are two cousins."

Lin Chuan took another look at the two men in black T-shirts, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Although the two men were grinning, Lin Chuan could see that there was a murderous aura between their brows. Their hands that were carrying the cartons were very rough and had a thick layer of calluses. It gave Lin Chuan a familiar feeling. "Little brother, would you like to take a look at the goods first?" The man in the blue T-shirt lifted his foot over the threshold of the Jinshiyuan Antique Shop and smiled at Lin Chuan. "No hurry, drink some tea first." Lin Chuan thought for a moment, then patted the back of the landlady's hand, "Xinxin, go to the tea room and make a pot of tea." "Okay." The landlady nodded and walked into the tea room to make tea. The man in the blue T-shirt glanced at the landlady who walked into the tea room, but didn't take it to heart. His eyes were still on Lin Chuan: "Little brother, you are young and promising. You have a successful career and such a beautiful girlfriend." Lin Chuan looked at the three people in front of him and smiled: "Why don't you three be cool and go wherever you want." "Little brother, do you know what we do?" The man in the blue T-shirt asked with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Lin Chuan shook his head: "I guess you three are here to seek the world."

"Ha, you are here to seek the world."

The man in the blue T-shirt laughed, but his eyes were a little cold.

The two men behind him looked out the window at the empty street from time to time.

At this time.

It was dark at night, and there were few pedestrians outside the street.

The surrounding shops had also closed down, and it was quiet.

Occasionally, a breeze blew through the streets and alleys and hit the windows, but it was like a ghost sobbing in the middle of the night.

"Xinxin, is the tea ready?"

Lin Chuan shouted.

"Not yet, the water is cold, and we have to wait for it to boil before making tea." The landlady replied in the tea room.

Lin Chuan looked at the three people in front of him and laughed: "Sorry, the tea may take a little longer, let's take a look at the goods first."

"No problem."

The man in the blue T-shirt nodded.

The other two men immediately opened the carton and revealed the porcelain inside.

Lin Chuan looked around.

This is a blue and white porcelain vase. The vase is tall, with smooth lines, a slightly narrowed neck, and a rounded mouth. The body of the vase is covered with exquisite blue and white patterns, with fresh colors, mountains and rocks, and clouds and mist on it, like an ink painting cleverly inlaid on the porcelain.

"It is said that this is a porcelain used by the imperial kiln in the Ming Dynasty, called a blue and white landscape vase." The man in the blue T-shirt smiled.

Lin Chuan nodded: "Just looking at the body of the bottle, it does look like a blue and white landscape vase from the Ming Dynasty."

"Like?"

The man in the blue T-shirt narrowed his eyes.

"It's a replica." Lin Chuan nodded.

"Imitation?" The man in the blue T-shirt was startled.

Lin Chuan looked into the eyes of the man in the blue T-shirt and smiled: "Yes, it's not the porcelain you took a photo of and sent to me."

The man in the blue T-shirt laughed and said, "Little brother, you must have seen it wrong. This is the one I took a photo of and sent to you. Why don't you take a closer look?"

"Take a closer look?"

Lin Chuan's mouth corners slightly raised, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Little brother, you don't even need to touch it to appraise treasures, and you just say it's fake?" The man in the blue T-shirt narrowed his eyes.

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "You guys who come to appraise treasures block the door. Are you afraid that I will run away with your fakes?"

At this time.

The two people behind the man in the blue T-shirt have quietly stood at the door, as if blocking the door to prevent Lin Chuan from escaping.

"Little brother, you must be very vigilant." The man in the blue T-shirt raised his lips and smiled scornfully.

"Your acting skills are not bad. In the afternoon, I was deceived by you." Lin Chuan calmly stepped forward and moved his body, blocking the way for the three of them to go to the tea room.

And in the next second.

Six or seven more men wearing black T-shirts appeared outside the entrance of Jinshiyuan Antique Shop.

Lin Chuan glanced over, and saw that these people's skin was sallow and dark, and there was a strong evil spirit between their brows. They looked particularly cool in the dark and windy night.

"There are a lot of colleagues here." Lin Chuan smiled.

"Come with us?"

The man in the blue T-shirt was startled, "Do you think we are in the antique business?"

Lin Chuan shook his head: "Do you think I only work in antiques?"

The man in the blue T-shirt didn't understand the meaning of Lin Chuan's words. He frowned, glanced at the deserted street, and his face suddenly turned cold: "The boss said he wants to live, so let him breathe!"

In an antique shop.

Lin Chuan looked at the ten people in front of him and did not feel panic. The blood in his heart was surging rapidly and vibrating, as if he was instinctively excited: "Then let's kill!"

…

The night is like ink, spreading in every corner of Anling City. The night wind whimpers and the shadows of the trees dance, making people feel inexplicable fear.

Shen Qianqian was wearing a sportswear tonight, with a high ponytail, and she was playing balloons with Xue Qiqi at a street stall.

The toy gun rotated rapidly in her hand, and then she took aim quickly!

boom! boom! boom!

Continuous shooting, 20 shots, the gun hit the balloon.

Xue Qiqi was already holding two big plush dolls, with a surprised look on her face: "Qianqian, why did you turn the gun so handsome just now?"

Shen Qianqian smiled softly and asked the boss to fire 20 more bullets: "Learned it from someone."

"Did you learn from Lin Chuan?"

Xue Qiqi laughed and joked.

Shen Qianqian remembered that day on the rural road in Lincang, she was still shocked by Lin Chuan's miraculous turning of the gun, and Lin Chuan's calmness in the face of fifteen fraudsters.

Obviously, this is by no means an ordinary online writer who can find out by searching the information.

It's more like an instinct formed after countless actual battles.

While aiming and shooting, Shen Qianqian looked at Xue Qiqi and asked, "Qiqi, do you Internet writers usually check a lot of information?"

"Yes, we have checked a lot." Xue Qiqi smiled.

"After checking, will you use it in your life?" Shen Qianqian hit a balloon and asked.

"That's very few." Xue Qiqi shook her head.

"That's strange." Shen Qianqian smiled doubtfully.

"Are you thinking about another online writer?" Xue Qiqi said with a bad smile.

"Where is it?"

"I heard from Lao Wang that the internet writer now has a rich little girl. She is your love rival, right?"

"Nonsense, we are in love with each other, how can I be my love rival?"

"We have known each other for so long, why don't I understand you?" Xue Qiqi smiled.

boom! boom! boom!

Shen Qianqian hit them all again.

'Ding dong ding dong——'

Just as she finished the call, her cell phone rang.

"Is this information from Lin Chuan?" Xue Qiqi asked with a gossipy look.

Shen Qianqian glanced at the flashing profile picture and spat with a smile: "It's news about a love rival!"

"ah?"

Xue Qiqi was startled.

Shen Qianqian clicked on the tenant's message, and the smile on her face froze.

"Sister Qianqian, call the police for us!" Zhang Xinxin sent her a message.

"Where?"

"Golden Stone Edge."

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon!"

Shen Qianqian's face suddenly turned cold, and she turned to Xue Qiqi and said, "Qiqi, let me borrow your car."

When Xue Qiqi saw Shen Qianqian's appearance, she handed over the key without any hesitation.

But before she could ask 'what's wrong', Shen Qianqian quickly got into the driver's seat. Xue Qiqi's Mercedes-Benz GLC started almost instantly, and the car engine roared to life.

Accelerating to 100 kilometers is so important to Shen Qianqian at this time!

boom--

The Mercedes-Benz GLC is speeding down the street.

On her mobile phone, there was a message from the little landlord.

"Three people came from the other side."

"Here come seven more."

"With a knife."

Shen Qianqian did not hesitate and dialed the director's phone number at the same time.

Normally, she could not report beyond the level, but when it related to Lin Chuan, she could directly talk to the director. This was Zhang Biao's request to her.

The call is connected.

Shen Qianqian said directly without greeting: "Director, Lin Chuan is in danger, located at Jinshiyuan, East Street!"

"What!?"

"I'll arrive in eight minutes at the earliest!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Biao was furious: "Who dares to mess with this little ancestor? Call the police!"

At the same time, the Anling Police Station quickly dispatched police. Zhang Biao, wearing a white shirt, personally took command and led the criminal police brigade straight to the Jinshiyuan of East Street!

Police cars raced down the street, their flashing sirens lighting up the dark night.

Shen Qianqian put down the phone and stepped on the accelerator to the extreme. The traffic police who had been contacted nearby quickly met her, cleared the way for her, and went straight to the East Street antique shop!

There was only one thought in her mind.

Lin Chuan, wait for me!