Feng Jilan smiled, "Loss? How is that possible."
He then pointed to the bronze ware in the man's arms and asked, "Do you know how much this bronze ware would sell for abroad?"
The man shook his head.
"It would sell for at least ten million," Feng Jilan said, holding up one finger.
The man looked surprised.
Feng Jilan spoke again, "As far as I know, this bronze ware, both yesterday's and today's, came from the same pit, meaning the same location. And there's still soil on it that hasn't been cleaned. If we know this pit, it's equivalent to controlling a gold mine."
The man quickly congratulated him, "Congratulations, Mr. Feng!"
Feng Jilan waved his hand, "You may go. Contact them and tell them to gather at the park entrance tonight."
"Yes, Mr. Feng!" the man said, and left with the bronze ware in his arms.
At the entrance of the antique market, Chen Fan and Zhang Fan left and got into a pre-arranged taxi.
"Mr. Chen, the signal source has appeared." Seeing Chen Fan get into the car, the man in the driver's seat handed Chen Fan a tablet.
On it was a map application, and on the map, a red dot was moving slowly.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Chen Fan's face.
Chen Fan had tampered with the bronze ware, placing a tracking locator inside. As long as he knew the locator's position, he could find Feng Jilan's warehouse where the artifacts were hidden.
"Mr. Chen, can I go now?" Zhang Fan, sitting next to Chen Fan, was terrified and trembling all over.
Chen Fan glanced at Zhang Fan, "Do you think you can leave now?"
"Mr. Chen, you said you would let me go after this was done," Zhang Fan said nervously.
"I can let you go, but you should know the consequences after you leave."
"What consequences?" Zhang Fan asked, confused.
Chen Fan analyzed, "Who do you think Feng Jilan will look for first when he realizes he's been tricked?"
"It would definitely be you, since you told him the location," Zhang Fan replied immediately.
Chen Fan nodded, "You're right, he will come looking for me. But, does he know who I am?"
This question stunned Zhang Fan.
Indeed, Feng Jilan didn't even know who Chen Fan was, so how could he find Chen Fan first? He would definitely find him first.
Thinking about Feng Jilan's methods, Zhang Fan shivered.
Chen Fan smiled playfully and placed the million-dollar check in his hand into Zhang Fan's, "You did well today. This million is your reward."
Looking at the check in his hand, greed appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes again.
"I'm not leaving. Mr. Chen, I'll do whatever you say from now on." Zhang Fan finally accepted the million-dollar check.
"Notify Liang Chao, prepare to act," Chen Fan ordered.
"Yes!" the driver nodded and sent a text message.
That evening, two minibuses slowly stopped at the entrance of a park in the southern part of the city.
A group of people got out of the vehicles, each holding some tools.
Just then, another Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of them, and a middle-aged man got out.
"Mr. Feng!" Seeing the middle-aged man, everyone respectfully greeted him.
"Where is the tomb robber's hole?" the newcomer, Feng Jilan, asked the man.
"It's in that grove," the man pointed to a nearby grove.
"Find someone to stand guard and say this area is under renovation and no one is allowed in." After giving the order, Feng Jilan walked towards the grove.
Soon, Feng Jilan saw a tomb robber's hole, about a meter wide, leading into a seemingly bottomless depth.
A thin man stepped forward, tied with a rope, and prepared to descend to investigate.
Under everyone's gaze, the man entered the meter-wide hole. After about seven or eight meters, he quickly reached the bottom.
"Mr. Feng, there's something!" In less than a minute, the man's voice came from the hole.
"So fast?" Everyone looked surprised.
A moment later, the man climbed out of the hole, holding something in his arms.
Everyone's eyes turned to the object the man was holding. Upon closer inspection, everyone was astonished. It was a bronze ware from the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
"Mr. Feng, this might be a burial pit. It's full of treasures down there! We're going to be rich this time!" the man standing beside Feng Jilan exclaimed excitedly.
Feng Jilan playfully took the bronze ware and examined it carefully, "It seems that kid didn't lie to me."
"This should be the tomb of royalty and nobility from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. Dig, dig out everything down there!"
"Yes, Boss Feng!"
Everyone nodded and began to work, widening the hole and even taking out metal detectors.
However, before everyone's excitement had subsided, the sound of police sirens suddenly echoed around them.
Beams of car headlights shone through the park, illuminating the dark woods.
Before Feng Jilan and everyone else could react, they were blinded by the bright headlights.
When they came to their senses, they were surrounded by heavily armed police from all directions.
"Don't move! Hands on your head and get on the ground!"
A stern shout startled everyone except Feng Jilan, who dropped their tools and scrambled to the ground in panic.
Feng Jilan was stunned. Looking at the police who had suddenly appeared, he felt as if he were dreaming. He was still holding the bronze ware he had just dug up.
After a while, until he was forced to the ground and handcuffed, Feng Jilan finally snapped out of his shock.
"This has nothing to do with me. We didn't dig this hole," Feng Jilan quickly explained.
But who would listen to Feng Jilan's explanation?
With eyewitnesses, physical evidence, and stolen goods, all clues pointed to Feng Jilan. Even as he was being arrested, he was still holding a bronze ware. No matter how he argued, it was useless.
What Feng Jilan didn't know was that from the window of a private club nearby, two figures were watching the situation.
"Brother Fan, your move is brilliant."
The two people in the second-floor room were Da Xiong and Chen Fan.
"This is called 'the willing take the bait.' Notify Liang Chao, it's time to act," Chen Fan said with a playful smile. The park next door had already descended into chaos.
"Understood." Da Xiong took out his phone and sent a text message to Liang Chao.
Outside a residential building, several trucks were parked, and Liang Chao stood outside.
According to the locator's signal, it was the old residential building in front of them. Liang Chao had also investigated and found that the entire building had been bought by a mysterious person three years ago. The main entrance was always locked, and no one knew who lived inside.
"Open the door." Upon receiving the message, Liang Chao gave an order. A young man stepped forward, took out a piece of wire, and inserted it into the locked main door.