Professor Gu widened his eyes and looked at Yu Fei left and right. No matter how he looked at him, he was too young. How could such a young man compare to Professor Ou’s calligraphy attainments? Is this true?

But this was said by Professor Ou himself. Can it be false?

"Hey, I said Lao Gu, why are you staring at the young people like this? You are not ashamed to be?" Professor Ou said unhappy.

"Uh..., ga..." The ancient man rolled his eyes hard: "What a shame I am? I'm not..., Oh, forget it, let's not say it anymore. Young man, if you have something for me, take it out quickly."

The ancient man was too lazy to talk too much.

"Okay Professor Gu." Yu Fei replied politely and took out the treasure map from his arms. Of course, he was careful and only took out half of it.

"Professor Gu, please help me see this picture. Is it true or false?" Yu Fei politely presented the picture with both hands.

Professor Gu took it and looked at it a few times, then frowned. Then, he quickly rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, placed the drawings on a desk, took them to a magnifying glass and looked at them again and again. The more he looked, the more surprised he became. The more he looked, the bigger his eyes became...

But he looked at it for a long time but didn't say a word.

Professor Ou was anxious and urged: "Lao Gu, hurry up, just a broken picture. Just identify the true or false, why do you have to look at it for so long?"

"Break the picture?" The ancient man suddenly raised his head, widened his eyes and said angrily: "Old Ou, how dare you say this is a broken picture? Do you know what this thing is?"

"What's the thing?" Professor Ou didn't understand the antiques: "I just broke the picture. Could it be a treasure worth millions?"

"Millions, tens of billions, this is a priceless treasure." The ancient man said excitedly.

"Ah?" Professor Ou was stunned: "Bai, Bai, Bai Bian? Are you sure you read it right?"

The ancient man blew his beard and glared: "Old Ou, you can suspect that I am not a man, but you can't doubt my ability to see things. Can I read it wrong? This thing cannot be measured by money."

The ancient roared: "This is a treasure map, a treasure map from the Western Han Dynasty. It has been more than two thousand years since the present. This drawing itself is a treasure, and the things hidden in the drawing are even more priceless."

"Is that true?" Old Man Ou looked at the broken picture suspiciously: "What kind of thing can be passed on for more than two thousand years without rotting, bragging, let me see."

To be honest, he really didn't believe it, so he wanted to reach out and pick it up and take a look.

"Don't move." The ancient man hurriedly stopped: "You can't touch this thing, you can't afford to compensate if you break it."

"Uh..." Professor Ou said in a suffocating voice: "What's wrong with it? This thing is not yours, it's my little brother's. Go there."

Old Man Ou pushed the ancient man away without hesitation, picked up the drawing and looked at it carefully.

This thing is not like paper, and the skin is not like skin, and it is made of anything.

"Oh, Lao Ou, be gentle, don't be so rude, can you do it? This is a national treasure, a national treasure." The ancient man was so anxious that he jumped straight away. If this thing belonged to him, he would definitely not be touched by anyone, and Old Man Ou was no exception.

"Yu Fei, if it's so valuable, you'll be rich." Old Man Ou was so shocked and returned the drawings to Yu Fei.

Yu Fei took it and was about to put it in his arms. The ancient man was anxious: "Well, little brother, this thing is a national treasure and cannot be owned by privately. I suggest you hand it over to the country..., that, I can hand it over to the on behalf of you."

"Bah." Old man Ou stopped Professor Gu: "Tsk tsk, Lao Gu, look at you like this, are you trying to be greedy?"

"No, no, no." Professor Gu waved his hand quickly: "This thing really should be handed over to the country, and it's just half a drawing, and you can't understand it. It's not a waste. Leave it to me to study it carefully, find the treasure, and then hand it over to the country. This is a great contribution to the country. "Dead, don't say it's so great, we don't understand it anyway. Who knows if you want to take it alone? Even if you want to hand it over to the country, we will pay it ourselves. It has nothing to do with you." Professor Ou didn't give it to Old Man Ou at all, turned around and pulled Yu Fei and left: "Yu Fei, let's go, go

My home.”

"No, that old Ou, Professor Ou, Brother Ou..., Brother Yu Fei, let's discuss it. Otherwise, you can stay with me and study it for me for a few days, and I will give it back to you in a few days. Is this okay..."

"Lao Gu, stop sending us off. We'll leave ourselves and say goodbye." Professor Ou didn't give Gu's chance at all. He pulled Yu Fei straight to his villa. When he arrived at home, he closed the door with a "bang" and turned the Gu's door away, which made Gu's anger so angry that he cursed like thunder.

"My surname is Ou, you bastard, I'm not done with you, so don't think about entering my house again..."

Yu Fei was sweating all over his forehead.

"Yu Fei, don't pay attention to that lunatic. Such a valuable baby, how can he be cheap? I think beautifully. Let's study calligraphy."

Yu Fei had no choice but to accompany Professor Ou to study calligraphy for a while. Two hours later, he sneaked away from the back door.

The ancient man took a chair and sat at the door to guard the door.

As soon as Yu Fei left West China University, Liang Zhengwu called.

"Yu Fei, I heard from Director Qin that you are in the provincial capital and come to the hospital when you have time. I have something to tell you." Liang Zhengwu said in an orderly tone.

Yu Fei is nothing now, so he ignores his orders.

"I'm in a taxi and am going to the station to take the high-speed train back to Yunzhou. If you have any questions, just tell me directly on the phone."

Lao Liang was very depressed. This guy didn't give him any face at all now.

There was no choice but to ease his tone and said with a smile: "Yu Fei, it's about the third team. You have to come, it's hard to say on the phone."

"Third Team?" Yu Fei paused, thought for a while, "Okay, I'll come over right away."

...

At the provincial hospital, Liang Zhengwu's ward, Lao Liang is receiving two special guests.

A middle-aged man and a young man.

Middle-aged man Liang Zhengwu met Lu Zheng, the commander of the Counter-terrorism Center established in Yunzhou.

After the mission of the Counter-Terrorism Center was completed, Lu Zheng returned to Yanjing. Liang Zhengwu really didn't expect that this time the person sent to serve as deputy director of the provincial department and also to serve as director of the Yunzhou Police Department would be Lu Zheng.

He is the person who has a special mission as Chen Zhonghua, the old leader of Yanjing.

His mission to Liang Zhengwu for this national strategic issue was to do the action of the V8 project of the country's important weapon.

When Liang Zhengwu learned that it was about V8's action, he felt inexplicably nervous and solemn. This was more arduous than any previous task. Once there was a problem, it would be an issue that affected the national strategy.

But at this time, the most critical figure, Yu Fei, was retired. To be honest, without Yu Fei, his heart seemed to be exhausted, and he was not confident to perform this task.

The superior sent Lu Zheng, and also served as the director of the Yunzhou Police Department as the deputy director, which shows his importance to this matter, but why did Yu Fei retire? Following Lu Zheng was a young man in his thirties, tall and burly, with an elite look on his face. He looked like an outstanding soldier. He was here to replace Yu Fei to take over the captain of the third detachment, Yuan Xiao, and a man from the Yuan family in Yanjing.
Chapter completed!