Chapter 218

"That kind of paper is specially used to print bonds."

"Ah, it's about bonds again."

Chu Jiang was slightly surprised.

"As for the printed bonds, of course, the bonds printed in 1845 are the most valuable. I heard that one is worth a million."

After interrogating Zhu Ming, Han Xinyue grasped new clues.

As they walked, they chatted and soon entered the hall of the museum.

After showing their work permits, the deputy curator of Haishi Museum received them. His name was Hao Jiewen, an old scholar in his fifties.

"Captain Han, do you want to check the bonds issued by the United States in 1845?" Hao Jiewen was slightly stunned and asked.

"Yes, in order to solve the case, curator Lao Hao." Han Xinyue guest airway.

Hao Jiewen hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, "well, this is only one. I heard that there are only 300 such bonds in the world. It's very valuable!"

"Don't worry, let's have a look." Han Xinyue smiled.

In a few minutes, Hao Jiewen came to the hall with a metal box.

"Is the bond in it?" Han Xinyue asked.

"Well, wait a moment. To open this box, you need my first three passwords and the last three passwords of the curator." Hao Jiewen said solemnly.

"Oh." Chu Jiang smiled. It seems that the security work of this museum is still good.

While talking, an old man with black framed eyes came. After Hao Jiewen explained clearly, the old man nodded.

So Hao Jiewen pressed the first three passwords, and the old man pressed the last three passwords.

The box opened and there was a bond that looked very old.

After all, for more than a hundred years, if it weren't for special paper, if it hadn't been well preserved, it might have been corrupted.

On the bond is a picture of war, with rich colors and lifelike characters.

"There has been no theft in your museum recently?" Han Xinyue asked thoughtfully.

At this moment, the old man had left. Hao Jiewen shook his head and said, "it's just..."

"Say!" Han Xinyue said coldly.

"Recently, when two rich businessmen came to visit the museum, they both specially visited this bond. I don't know why."

"Oh?" Han Xinyue thought.

Will this kind of rich businessman have the same identity as Zhu Ming? After getting the bonds from the old secondhand, take them over for comparison, confirm them, and then pay the second.

Chu Jiang didn't care about any rich businessmen. He leaned close to the bonds and smelled it. He looked like an expert.

"You, you know bonds?" Han Xinyue frowned and asked.

"I've seen it in the mystery novel. If it's fake, it seems that the smell will be stronger, and even the paint on it is not dry..." Chu Jiang is very serious.

"Go! It's either a movie or a novel." Han Xinyue sniffed.

"Hmm? The taste is really strong. It seems to be newly printed. I'll touch it again..."

Chu Jiang reached out and touched the bond.

"Don't touch it!" Hao Jiewen stopped at once, but it was too late. According to the rules of the museum, these things can be visited publicly under certain circumstances, but they are absolutely not allowed to start.

"Sorry, just touch it. It shouldn't be a big deal." Chu Jiang looked up and smiled, then looked down at his fingers.

Eh!

There is really wet ink!

"Is it true or false?" Chu Jiang showed Han Xinyue his finger.

"Impossible, we have installed high-tech products here, and the security is tight, especially the more valuable things in the market. Without the permission of me and the curator, the audience can't even see them, let alone steal them!" When Chu Jiang guessed that the bond was fake, deputy curator Hao Jiewen hurriedly denied it.

But when he had just finished speaking, he frowned, but... If it was true, how could there be wet ink?

He was originally an archaeologist. It was a habit to argue about the authenticity of things in the museum just now, but experts are more practical and realistic.

After he finished arguing, he also began to wonder, so he quickly took out a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully.

He looked worse and worse, and then hurriedly called out the old man just now.

The old man also looked at the bonds in the box with a magnifying glass for a while. After a long time, his face gradually changed.

"Lao Fu, it seems that he has really been switched?"

"Well, if you don't identify it carefully, you can almost confuse the fake with the real. What a master!"

Wang Fu, the curator of Haishi Museum, nodded slightly, and his face was very ugly.

"Call the police!" Finally, Wang Fu said to Hao Jiewen.

Han Xinyue has no objection.

Instead, Chu Jiang waved his hand and said, "don't call the police. If you call the police, you'll startle the snake!"

Han Xinyue three together cast their eyes on Chu River.

"If you think about it, why did the perpetrator not simply steal the bonds, but choose to swap them? I think it is related to the paper on the cover interlayer of the story of snow white, that is to say, it is related to the murder the day before yesterday." Chu Jiang smiled faintly.

"Do you mean that the switcher may be the second?" Han Xinyue's eyes lit up and said.

After all, she was a policeman. Reminded by Chu Jiang, she immediately thought of the key point of the case.

"Yes, even if it's not the second child, it may be someone who cooperates with the second child. After the second child has those unique papers, he starts to fake. After the fake, of course, it's for sale, and the second child gives a condition that the buyer can compare them first, and then pay."

"Where to compare, of course, is to come to Haishi Museum. A comparison between fake and fake, of course, becomes true!"

"If the second son sells 100 pieces, it's 100 million! The profit is so big that it's worth his risk. And the fourth son, maybe he knows too much, maybe he opposes the second son's doing so, so he was killed."

Hao Jiewen and others were stunned, but a bond was missing. How could it be connected with the murder?

Han Xinyue stared at Chu Jiang. After this wretched guy got serious, he was really a bit of a man!

Well, Han Xinyue quite agrees with Chu Jiang's reasoning.

"Officer Han, look..." the two curators were at a loss for a moment, looking at Han Xinyue and asked.

"Well, he's right. In order not to alarm the snake, don't call the police for the time being." Han Xinyue said flatly.

"Officer Han, is he also a policeman?" Hearing what Chu Jiang said, Hao Jiewen couldn't help asking.

"He is... My driver!" Han Xinyue glanced at Chu River and said casually.

"Admire, admire, the police driver's reasoning ability is so powerful!" Hao Jiewen said with respect on his face.

"Average, third in the world!" Chu Jiang felt his head and was used to tunnel.

"Go, praise you and go to heaven. It's really meaningless!" Han Xinyue stared at Chu Jiang and scolded.

"By the way, I want to ask if the counterfeiters will sign their names if they are high-quality imitations?" Chu Jiang ignored Han Xinyue's eyes and said coldly.