The door is open.

Zhuang Shikai said directly: "Come in."

"Yes, sir."

"This is a list of seized cultural relics. There are 345 cultural relics in total, including horse heads from the Old Summer Palace, pre-Qin bronze ritual vessels, Tang Sancai and other items..."

Ma Jun stepped forward and placed the documents on the table.

Since cultural relics are valuable and easily damaged, the Hong Kong Island Police specially invited cultural relic experts to be responsible for cleaning and inventorying the cultural relics.

This means that professional people do professional things with a responsible attitude.

Hong Kong Island can still have one or two expert teams.

Now through the cleaning and inventory of cultural relics experts, the number of cultural relics is accurate to each piece, and the style has also been preliminarily evaluated.

Of course, this is not an appraisal report. The real appraisal is left to mainland experts.

Among the 345 cultural relics, the Yuanmingyuan horse head has the greatest symbolic significance, but its actual value ranks very low. In addition to some modern items that make up the number, there are also some rare and extremely valuable items that have never been seen before.

treasure.

Zhuang Shikai looked through the list of reports and sighed in his heart: "Who are the ancestors of Fuguang and the others? Did they follow the foreign devils to sack the palace?"

These things all came from the palace, and many of them can become the treasures of a provincial museum, and even more can be selected as super cultural relics for the National Museum of Exhibition.

"Chief Yang, please drive slower this time." Zhuang Shikai handed the list report to the opposite side. Yang Jianhua took the report and browsed it for a while, his eyes were filled with joy, surprise, and even a trace of hatred.

Finally, she closed the folder with a snap and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Sir Zhuang, I will never let anything happen to my ancestor's things again!"

"this time…"

"On behalf of my motherland, I thank you, and at the same time, I personally pay tribute to you!"

Zhuang Shikai waved his hand and said: "You're welcome!"

"Then let's go." Yang Jianhua winked at Xu Zhengyang, and the two of them exited the office and came downstairs to take away the cultural relics with their troops.

Of course, Xu Zhengyang did not forget to take away his son.

Zhuang Shikai personally took the two of them to the elevator entrance, and then returned to the office corridor. Meazi came forward with a cup of warm water and handed it to him, and asked with an uneasy expression: "Sir Zhuang, you are meeting people from the mainland at the General Administration... It's not good.
Chapter completed!