Chapter 533

As if he knew what Boss Yang was about to say next, Fang Yang signaled the driver to pull the car over.

The driver said nothing and asked no questions, obediently moving the car to a relatively safe spot.

Immediately after, the driver and the cameraman pricked up their ears, listening to what Fang Yang would say next.

They had no idea what kind of instructions Boss Yang could possibly have.

Things that Fang Yang found very strange were also extremely strange to them.

On the other end of the line, it was unclear what Boss Yang had said, but they could see Fang Yang's expression shifting back and forth, which was quite amusing.

It wasn't until quite a while later that the person on the other end hung up the phone.

When Fang Yang let out a breath, the others asked in an almost impatient tone, "What is it? What happened? Did Boss Yang propose a task that is impossible to complete?"

"That's not it, but we have to go to the police station."

Originally, Fang Yang had been quite firm about not wanting to go to the police station, but he hadn't expected there to be another job, also from the police side.

It was all Boss Yang's fault for not making these things clear when they set off, leaving him in such an awkward position.

However, the feeling of awkwardness lasted only for a moment; it soon vanished, leaving no trace behind.

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It was just work, what was there to be awkward about?

It wasn't the first time he had handled matters for someone back and forth.

He hadn't felt awkward in the past, so why was it suddenly different now?

Fang Yang felt that the moment of awkwardness he had just experienced was just him being pretentious; it was completely unnecessary.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang couldn't help but mock himself, but then that mood vanished entirely.

As Fang Yang spoke again, the driver set the navigation, and they drove the car all the way toward the police station.

Just as they arrived, they saw the policewoman standing at the entrance of the police station.

When she saw Fang Yang get out of the car, a bright smile instantly appeared on her face: "I've been waiting for you for quite a while."

She had originally thought that Fang Yang would definitely be in a bad mood after turning back.

But when she saw his expression, she knew her guess was wrong.

Fang Yang seemed not to care at all.

Even when he saw the policewoman, he asked with a smile: "Officer, what do I need to do next? I heard there is another work arrangement for me."

Fang Yang smiled at the policewoman.

"Aren't you going to blame me for not making things clear to you earlier?"

Seeing Fang Yang's attitude, the policewoman crossed her arms and asked.

"Why would I blame you? The arrangements that should have been made were already made. There is nothing I cannot understand. Before, I assume you, Officer, just accidentally forgot."

Hearing Fang Yang say this, the policewoman shook her head: "I didn't forget; actually, I did it on purpose."

Logically, when someone said something like that, others would get angry.

But there was still no sign of anger in Fang Yang's expression.

He continued to smile faintly and did not dwell on the matter, instead asking: "What is the next task? Can you tell me in detail? I asked Boss Yang, but his arrangement for me was to listen to your instructions."

"That's right. In short, just listen to me from now on. First, I'll take you to greet our Prefect; he is very curious about you."

After joking for a bit, the policewoman knew when to stop and didn't say anything more.

Fang Yang didn't refuse either; he naturally followed her lead and went straight to greet the person.

Afterward, they took a car to the other side of the city.

"Our Prefect's ancestors scattered quite a few cultural relics in this city. This is some information on the relics left behind by the ancestors. See if you can glean anything from it. Our Prefect's meaning is that even if you only find one or two, that would be good."

After all, they didn't have much time agreed upon with Boss Yang.

Hearing the policewoman's words, Fang Yang nodded slightly.

Hearing this, he considered it as having received some information.

They went to an ancestral home.

The policewoman accompanied him throughout the operation.

Unlike the others who had prepared everything for Fang Yang in every aspect, the policewoman was just watching the fun from the sidelines.

Looking at the empty space, Fang Yang only felt his head starting to ache again.

What was going on with this person?

"Are you... going to stay here the whole time?"

Thinking of this, Fang Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, that's how the Prefect arranged it."

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Moreover, the policewoman herself had some interest in cultural relics, so wanting to know a thing or two was only natural.

Hearing this, Fang Yang sighed silently and ultimately chose to say nothing.

He walked around the abandoned ancestral home.

He had a small plan in his mind.

As long as he confirmed the things that needed to be confirmed, there would be no problems afterward.

No tools? So be it. Even without tools, some ground could still be simply excavated.

Fang Yang quickly locked onto a spot.

The policewoman, who had been watching Fang Yang's actions, naturally noticed.

She almost immediately fixed her gaze on the spot where Fang Yang was digging with a discarded small hoe.

Suppressing her excitement, she asked in a low voice: "Is there something underneath? What is it?"

If the policewoman hadn't seen Fang Yang unearth cultural relics and treasures before, she might not have been this excited.

But precisely because she had witnessed it before, she couldn't help but feel excited at the thought that they might unearth something new.

"The item hasn't been dug out yet; even I don't know what's inside."

Fang Yang said in a flat tone, and he even found it hard to understand...

Why did some people always unconsciously demonize him?

Clearly, he was just a very ordinary person.

【Silver-gilt Analects Jade Candle Tortoise-shaped Wine-counting Tube】

【...】

Just as Fang Yang couldn't help but grumble to himself about certain things.

Suddenly, he dug something out.

Fang Yang had originally estimated that the item should be at a depth of 20 to 30 centimeters.

Now that the item had been dug out, he wasn't surprised at all.

When the item was dug out.

The policewoman's expression was somewhat subtle.

"What on earth is this? A tortoise with such a tall pillar standing on its back?"

The policewoman couldn't help but mutter to herself.

From the surface, its purpose was completely indiscernible.

However, there seemed to be some characters written on this pillar.

The policewoman leaned in to look.

Written on it were the characters for "Analects" and "Jade Candle."

"Brother, the item has already been dug out, aren't you going to give a brief introduction?"

The cameraman couldn't help but chime in from the side; he also couldn't tell what this thing was.

Although he seemed to understand the two characters for "Analects."

But this object didn't seem to have anything to do with the Analects.

In short, without an explanation, even if he tried to guess, he wouldn't be able to figure it out.

"This is an ancient wine vessel."

"Didn't they have drinking games in ancient times?"

"Drinking games, interpreting the Analects."

"This could be considered a high-end game among drinking games."

After Fang Yang finished saying this, he removed the lid on top, and then the others saw that it was inscribed with many, many bamboo slips. ===== CHAPTER 534 =====