Secrets of a Son-in-law 2

Chapter 95 Returns the State Treasure

When Karin Wei applied for a job, Mario Wang was also not unemployed.

He investigated Zain Yan!

For a long time, Mario Wang continued to hunt down Saint Bandits, and the news channels in Long Group were never able to track down the whereabouts of Saint Bandits due to the Tangren Group!

Famous top consortia, large corporations, and Long's group had already infiltrated, but they had nothing to do with Bianzhong's theft. However, the investigative target of Long Group was never placed in Tangren Group, as the Tang family was a relative of Mario Wang!

"Young master." On a fighter, a casual-clothed member of Long Group, sat down beside Mario Wang, and whispered: "We have investigated it, there is no problem with Tangren Group, the problem is Zain. Ever since you injured Saint Bandit and captured Bianzhong, Zain no longer returned to the Tangren Group, but rather he disappeared."

Mario Wang looked at the bronze Bianzhong next to him and nodded slowly.

As expected!

Zain Yan must have also known that such a big thing had happened, so he could no longer possibly stay in the Tangren Group, hence hiding was the best way.

"We have investigated all data in and out of the border, and it is certain that Zain is still in town A." The eyes of the Long Group members widened: "Master, do we have to..."

While speaking, he straightened his palm and made a gesture of cutting his neck.

"Not in a hurry." Mario Wang's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's easy to catch Zain, the problem is in Saint Bandit. The current Long Group, except for master Long, the others were not so sure when they met Saint Bandit. Now, do not lure it, but pull the snake out of the cave!”

After which, Mario Wang held the bronze bell in his hand and slowly raised the corner of his mouth: "Dono, immediately contact the reporters and hold a press conference. The mysterious rich man, Fendy, will return to the Xiangbei museum to restore the long-stolen national treasure-level cultural relic. Let those reporters publish it, also have to let Saint Bandit and Zain see it!"

Dono Long immediately nodded: "Yes!"

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Ten o'clock in the morning.

At the gate of the Xiangbei provincial museum, there was a sea of humans.

Journalists, photographers, spectators, security officers and plainclothes guards from each of the major newspapers and news media have blocked the entire museum.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Fendy!" The chairman of the museum who is over 50 years old, his face flushed red with excitement, he bowed to Mario Wang and thanked him: "The bronze bell that had been stolen for over two years was finally returned to its original owner, returned to our Xiangbei museum. On behalf of Xiangbei province, I thank Mr. Zhang for his generosity and charity!"

Click, click, click!

Many camera lenses were snapped when the museum chairman shook hands with Mario Wang. A large group of reporters hurriedly held up the interview microphone in front of Mario Wang: "Hello Mr. Fendy. How did you get this stolen Bianzhong?"

“To my knowledge, Mr. Fendy is an invisible rich man with extraordinary skills, as if he had fought at a private party in the city of A. Did Mr Fendy practice Tai Chi? Or is it another ancient martial art in country B?"

"Mr Fendy, what industry do you work in? Your behavior has set a good example for a new era. Can I do an exclusive interview with you?"

Faced with strange questions, Mario Wang smiled and replied calmly. The scene was also broadcast live to a major TV station by the journalists present. For a while, the good news about the return of this national treasure was broadcast on almost the entire TV screen in country B.

“She, she has returned the bronze bell to the museum!” At the Tianwang Security Company's office, Karin Wei stared at the computer screen on her desk in surprise.

He had originally thought that Fendy Zhang was offering a high price of 10 billion Yuan to buy those bronze bells, because he would definitely take them himself, or wait for the price to rise, or keep them forever. However, he never expected that the man would return the bronze bell to the museum!

On the computer screen, Fendy Zhang had a bright face like when she first met him on a cruise ship, faced countless reporters, chatting and laughing, as if she was born to be the focus of attention, he said, it exuded an indescribable positive energy, making one feel amazed.

"I misunderstood him..." Recalling the scene at the auction, Karin Wei slowly bit her lips.

Fendy Zhang, what kind of person are you really?

“He's a bastard!” In a secluded residential building in a small town, Zain Yan watched a news channel on TV, watched Fendy Zhang who was being crowded by countless reporters, gritting his teeth furiously: "Found, the, he even returned the bronze bell, does it still have a brain?! It was a national treasure, it could at least sell for 2 billion!"

On the sofa next to him, Saint Bandit was playing with a butterfly knife in his hand, his eyes were flashing coldly: “Capturing that bronze bell from my hand, his rank in the Long Group rank must have been very high. Fendy, Fendy. No matter who you are, I will not let this matter go. After eating mine, I want you to spit it out!"

“Saint Bandit.” Zain Yan tempered for a moment, and said in a deep voice, “Can you go to the museum and steal the bronze bell again? There are a total of 56 bronze bells, this time you can steal some more. With your skills, you can definitely do it!"

The Saint Bandit looked at Zain Yan coldly: "Stupid! Country B's Long Group is investigating you, and the Tangren Group is investigating you internally. The things you do will soon be revealed! In the Xiangbei museum, there must be an insider from the Long Group right now. If I act, then it is tantamount to ensnaring myself. You better consider yourself and find a way to smuggle out of the country, otherwise.hehe!"

After he finished speaking, the Saint Bandit stood up straight and leaped out of the window of this building where he lived, disappearing.

"Job!” Zain Yan's body trembled in anger, but eventually became calm. He pulled out his phone and played a special encrypted satellite phone: “Halo mister Wu, I'm Zain. I now……"

On the phone, Mr. Wu's voice sounded heavy and hoarse, as if it had special magical powers, making people unable to not fall into it.

He did not hear Zain Yan finish speaking, but directly interjected: "You don't need to talk much. I know very well the current situation.

Where are you, I'll send someone to pick you up."

“Thank you, Mr Wu!” Zain Yan was overjoyed and sent out his position.

About two hours later.

A thin shadow-like figure that walked in the sunlight, entered this house silently, only staying for two seconds, and then left again silently.

After more than ten seconds, a piece of bright red blood slowly flowed along the gap of the door of this private house, dripping down the stairs.

ICT ICT...

In this desolate old residence building, there was a cold death sound.