"Zhuang Sheng."

"Curator Qin invites you to come to Taiwan in person." The next day, Jiaju, Xu Xi, Xiaofu and others have already embarked on a flight abroad and flew to Paris, France, to search for national treasures. Liu Mei called into the phone and said to Lord Zhuang.

Zhuang Shikai asked Liu Mei to help "return" the national treasure. At this moment, he frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Why, Qin Heng refused to pay back the things? Is your face not big enough, or my face is not big enough?"

Liu Mei, at any rate, is the leader of the Taipei **** and the underground party "Tiandao League". It is enough to chat with the director of a Taipei museum.

Unless it's the curator in Taipei who doesn't know much about it!

Liu Mei is wearing a red dress, sitting on the sofa of the hotel, raising his eyes to the opposite side of the curator Qin with a white beard and elegant temperament.

"No, Director Qin is willing to return the treasure, but he needs to see you in person." Liu Mei retracted his gaze, smiled, and preached in a clear voice: "He wants to entrust you to return the things to the mainland."

Zhuang Shikai's expression was taken aback, and he tried his hand at his chin, feeling the touch of the stubble.

He probably understood.

"Does Curator Qin have a red heart?"

Liu Mei nodded: "Yes."

Curator Qin bent over and sat opposite her. Although Miss Liu and Mr. Zhuang could not hear the dialogue, there was a smile on his face.

Zhuang Shikai immediately showed a clear look, snapped his fingers immediately, and agreed with a relaxed expression: "Yes! Since Director Qin is willing to stand on the side of justice! We are welcome over there anytime!"

"It's worth my personal trip to Taiwan Island. When I pack things up, Sunday will pass!"

"Yes, Zhuang Sheng."

"I'm waiting for you." Liu Mei smiled sweetly and answered the man.

She quickly hung up the phone, put down the phone, put her hands on her lap, and continued to chat and laugh with the curator Qin who was opposite...The attitude was very kind to me, and she used the other person as her own family.

"Let me just say... Now there are people in Taiwan who dare not sell my face? The senior officials of the military and political departments said that the short-handed roles such as the museum and the business community... Tsk tsk, all have to be obedient." Zhuang Shikai knew well and was confident. Man: "With the mind, courage, national strength, and development potential that the mainland now shows, it's normal for some people to want to invest in the North!"

"I have to make a call to Section Chief Yang." Zhuang Shikai hung up his smile, took out his cell phone, and dialed the phone number tickingly.

...

Paris.

"Hello, Sir Chen." Professor Guan was wearing a white vest and a pair of glasses, and he looked like an old and pedantic as a whole.

He stretched out his hand and said to Chen Jiaju.

Chen Jiaju also put down his suitcase and handed it out: "Let me call me JC!"

JC is both the abbreviation of the English name "Jack" and the Pinyin abbreviation of "Police" in Chinese. It can be said that Chen Jiaju's use of this code name is full of irony.

Professor Guan held Chen Jiaju's hand heavily, and said, "CJ, you are welcome."

Professor Guan's gaze scanned Xiao Ma, Li Fu, and Xu Xi again.

Five or six members of the expert team stood behind him.

Chen Jiaju was wearing a suit, retracted his hand, and raised his hand to ask: "Let's talk about the animal head first."

Chen Jiaju chose to get to the point.

Professor Guan quickly moved away, revealing a whiteboard full of materials and drawings behind his back, saying: "Please!"

The whiteboard is covered with the portraits of the twelve beasts, drawings, identification details, and topographical maps of the target Duke’s residence, etc. Obviously, Professor Guan's team used professional characteristics to conduct intelligence investigations for compatriots from Hong Kong Island. In the case of intelligence first, professional team support, and super-strong team execution, the action cannot fail...

Immediately, a group of people walked to the whiteboard and began to exchange information, specifying a complete plan of action.

…….

"Aqi, I will leave Hong Kong Island for two days on the weekend. You will be the Acting Commissioner of Police. Please call me if you have anything to do." At this moment, Mr. Zhuang is wearing a director's uniform and sitting in the office. : "My phone is turned on 24 hours a day."

Wearing the uniform of the Senior Assistant Director, Cai Yuanqi preached a little cautiously: "It's not compliant with the Acting Director who has handed it over to me."

According to the rules, only one of the two deputy directors is qualified to serve as the acting director.

And only if the Commissioner of Police is no longer within Hong Kong Island and cannot directly command the police force, then the police force needs an Acting Commissioner to sit down!

I dare not whether the Commissioner of Police is on a business trip, on vacation, or encountering a special incident.

"What are you afraid of..." Zhuang Shikai gave him a blank look: "The nominal acting chief is Taylor, but the Hong Kong Island Police Force will always be hosted by the Chinese, let alone two days! Even two minutes is the same! "

"I have already explained to Tyler that the Chinese police officers will report directly to you on any matter related to the operation department. Tyler's ghosts will also respect your opinions."

"You are now the person in charge of the Operations Department, and you have to take the responsibility of the Operations Department!" Zhuang Shikai looked at him and said.

"Yes, sir!" Cai Yuanqi saluted and preached.

Since Sir Zhuang said so clearly, there is no need for him to refuse. Otherwise... a refusal is not a refusal, even if you dare not take responsibility! In the future, how dare Sir Zhuang give him the stick of the Chinese Director?

As for Cai Yuanqi's official career and the department he served in, he almost followed the Zhuangye and followed the steps of the Zhuangye, so he is very prestigious in the police department!

The only difference between him and Mr. Zhuang's career.

Master Zhuang was able to fight for his position with one hand, and Cai Yuanqi helped Master Zhuang up! This alone is a big difference, so that he always has to serve the Zhuangye. One day, the Zhuangye slightly adjusts his position and releases a signal that Cai Yuanqi's prestige will fall apart.

This is what Zhuang Ye wants as a big brother. Cai Yuanqi doesn't want it or not. At least he knows how to be a man. He has been tested and has experience and ability in managing the police force, so there is no need to worry.

"Okay! Let's do something." Zhuang Shikai waved his hand.

"Goodbye, sir!" Cai Yuanqi turned and left.

In fact, it is difficult to leave Hong Kong Island with Lord Zhuang's current status. The difficulty is not that he can't do it, but that there are too many things for him to make a decision!

The responsibility on him is too heavy.

Under normal circumstances, he will not leave Hong Kong Island, let alone travel abroad.

However, he was not able to do much for the mainland before his return. Retrieving the "twelve beasts" was one of them, and it was considered the most important and more important thing.

In addition, it can attract some "Nantou North" volunteers for the mainland! Add a brilliance to the "great gift".

This time Taiwan Island is still worth a visit.

...

Taipei.

Zhongshan Area.

Zhuang Shikai took a "private vacation" on his own. After arriving on Taiwan Island by special plane, he immediately boarded a bulletproof special car and was escorted into the "Tian Qing Lou" in the city center by a large convoy of the "Tiandao League".

At this time, the weather in Taipei was rainy and rainy, and the air seemed to be damp. With Taipei's green plants and tall buildings, there was a special style that Hong Kong Island lacks.

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Liu Mei is wearing a white dress, his legs are close together, one hand is lightly placed on the back of Zhuang's hand, staring at him longingly.

Now, there are fewer and fewer opportunities for the two to meet. One is to preside over the development of the Tiandao League, the other is to preside over the Chinese political situation on Hong Kong Island, and a man and a woman are both carrying the burden...

They can only worry about each other in their hearts, understand each other, and secretly borrow.

"Tian Qing Lou" is a private club in the center of Taipei. It occupies a small area and is just a three-story wooden loft. It can be seen that it is a very, very, closed circle.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a tunic suit, combing his hair and looking energetic stood at the entrance of the pavilion, quietly waiting for an honorable guest to come.

Soon, a large and luxurious convoy arrived at the scene, "wow," and a large group of bodyguards in suits got off the car first. They wore suits and sunglasses, blocking a straight path like a human wall.

Liu Mei pushed the car door and stepped out of the car with long legs, Zhuang Ye bent over and lowered his head, following the low-key trip.

The two of them hid in the crowd and walked straight to the gate of the club side by side.

Although their way of playing is very high-profile, for Zhuang Ye, not showing up is low-key. The news of his coming to Taiwan is currently well hidden, and only two or three people know. He is here for one thing.

Liu Mei was holding a large black umbrella, covering the figure of Sir Zhuang, and waves were stepped on Sir Zhuang's feet, picking up some splashes.

"Zhuang Sheng, look up to the name for a long time, and look up to the name for a long time." When Zhuang Shikai and his wife came to the entrance of the pavilion, the owner of the pavilion, "Curator Qin" hurried forward, bowed his head humbly, and handed out his hands with a smile.

"Mrs. Zhuang, welcome, welcome." Curator Qin smiled at Rose again.

Zhuang Shikai was neither salty nor indifferent. He stretched out his hand and touched the curator Qin lightly, and the figure passed the curator Qin into the pavilion.

Liu Meichao, curator Qin nodded slightly.

Curator Qin immediately received instructions, followed with a smile, and backhanded the black wooden door of the "Tianqing Pavilion" ~lightnovelpub.net~The more than 30 bodyguards of the Tiandaomeng" immediately held up their umbrellas and scattered around. Open, "low-key" guarding around the gate of the pavilion.

Ms. Liu, the leader of the "Tiandao League", wants to identify antiques, and asks the "Curator Qin" for advice. It is not a shameful thing. Of course, first of all, everyone did not know that Mr. Zhuang was visiting Taiwan Island.

"Zhuang Sheng, Tian Qing Building is my private club. The first floor is the living room, the second floor is the dining room, and the third floor is the tea room."

"Although the location is not large, but the security is extremely high, please rest assured." At this time, Director Qin accompanied Mr. Zhuang all the way upstairs, introducing the "Tian Qing Lou" to Mr. Zhuang and Mrs. Zhuang all the way.

"The scenery on the third floor is the best. Let's make tea on the third floor. I would also like to invite Mr. Zhuang to taste the high mountain tea that is unique to Taiwan Island."

Director Qin said.

"Da da da." The three of them stepped up the stairs.

Curator Qin led the way, and Zhuang Shikai glanced over the "Ru Kiln Celadon", "Blue and White Porcelain", "Red Glazed Jun Porcelain" and other porcelain treasures and antiques on each shelf, with an unpredictable smile on his face. Tsk exclaimed: "Curator Qin, you really have researched porcelain. From your perspective, hundreds of pieces of porcelain are all valuable treasures, right?"

Zhuang Shikai came to the third floor and touched the "large celadon vase" at the entrance of the third floor, glanced at the blooming "orchid" in the vase and smiled.

Curator Qin stood in front of the tea table, raised his hand to the tea seat, shook his head, and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Zhuang, these porcelains are worth a lot of money. If you say that they are worthless, they are not worth a penny. Value! But I can tell you that every piece of porcelain here is a fake, even if it is made cheaply, it is at best a piece of art."

"Mr. Zhuang, you know black gold, but do you know ya bribe?" The curator of the museum raised the corner of his mouth.