mesbooks Chapter 134 Green Vine
Chapter 134 Green Vine
With her own private jet, Shirai now enjoys extremely convenient travel.
Before setting off, she prepared to sort out all the existing information.
She doesn't fight unprepared battles.
The [Information Insight Card] provides very detailed information.
It even goes into detail how many leg hairs the homeowner has.
There are currently 10 leg hairs.
That old rascal, he's got quite a lot of leg hair.
While complaining, Bai Li picked out some useful information from the large amount of information.
First of all, as Jingye said, this old man has severe gout and goes to Bern thermal spa every Friday for treatment.
Bern's thermal spa is the most famous health resort in Y country, where countless dignitaries and wealthy people have sought relaxation for their body and mind.
The [Information Insight Card] provides the detailed address of the health resort, as well as the specific room number that Old Deng usually uses.
Upon learning this information, Bai Li was overjoyed. With the resources and connections she had, tracking him across borders should not be difficult.
With careful planning and reliable manpower, there is an opportunity to capture him during his journey to the sanatorium or while he is at the sanatorium.
But Bai Li wasn't an impulsive person after all. After a brief moment of excitement, she quickly calmed down.
Simply arresting one corrupt official like Deng is not enough; it cannot solve the problem at its root.
The Qing Teng family's genealogy is like a huge, intricate, and impenetrable spider web, with a thriving and interconnected network of connections.
Even if the head of the family falls from power, according to their family rules and power structure, a new person in charge will soon take over.
Like a giant multi-headed monster, if you cut off one head, a new one will quickly grow back and continue to do evil.
Bai Li sat on the sofa, her brows furrowed. To think that she could capture all the family members was clearly a pipe dream and unrealistic.
Family members are scattered all over the world, making them extremely difficult to capture.
After careful consideration, Bai Li decided to address the problem at its root.
— Destroy their entire family business.
Only by severing their economic lifeline and destroying the foundation upon which they depend for survival can this evil organization be truly uprooted.
In the [Information Insight Card], Shirai received an important and crucial piece of information.
Their family relies on smuggling Chinese porcelain for 80% of their cash flow. On the 25th of this month, a batch of Yongle blue and white porcelain (container number QL-7) will be shipped from Q State Port to Hong Kong.
The [Information Insight Card] provides extremely detailed information, even including the container number at customs, and thoughtfully provides a clear route map for Bai Li. From the specific berth in Q State Port to the shipping route of the transport vessel, and then to the pick-up point in HK, every detail is clearly visible.
However, this batch of porcelain was just the tip of the iceberg; the information also contained a dense list of smuggling orders.
Some departed from Port G, their destination a European underground antique market, which contained Ming and Qing dynasty famille rose porcelain and exquisite enamel ornaments.
There are also shipments departing from X Port to Southeast Asia, including many exquisite celadon porcelain pieces from the Song Dynasty;
The smuggling plan six months later was clearly revealed, and the goods being transported even included rare Tang Dynasty tricolor pottery.
What's even more infuriating is that only a very small number of these goods were collected from rare sources; the majority were obtained through illegal tomb raiding, plundering of private collectors, or even collusion with local criminal gangs to seize them by force.
Some ancient tombs hidden deep in the mountains and forests are targeted by tomb raiders hired by the Qing Teng family. These tomb raiders are like a pack of greedy wolves, often resorting to any means necessary driven by profit. The murals in the ancient tombs are brutally destroyed, the exquisite burial objects are looted, and the thousand-year-old historical relics are left scarred and battered under their greedy plunder.
In recent years, as the country has intensified its crackdown on tomb raiding, the Qing Teng family, while not as rampant as it was a decade or so ago, has adopted newer and more vicious methods.
Bai Li visited the largest antique market in China last time—the outer and inner sections—where their informants and henchmen were located.
If an unsuspecting customer brings them genuine items for authentication, they will either claim the real items are fake, buy them at an extremely low price, and then ship the genuine items overseas for illegal trading.
Alternatively, they might have already prepared high-quality counterfeits in the warehouse, and after authentication, the item they bring back is no longer the original genuine product; the genuine product has already been switched.
The [Information Insight Card] laid bare the crimes of the Qing Teng family. How many precious cultural relics were lost, how many once-peaceful ancient tombs were destroyed, and how many private collectors lost their life's work—all were presented completely before Bai Li's eyes.
Each of these cultural relics carries the weight of history, embodies the wisdom and hard work of ancient craftsmen, and is filled with the tears of innocent people. However, they were used by the Qing Teng family as tools for making huge profits, circulating in illegal trading markets around the world, and becoming criminal chips on their wealth map.
Bai Li's gaze grew increasingly cold. She noticed that all the orders from the past month had the same destination: they would all be participating in the Nine Dragon Jade Auction next month.
"Nine Dragon Wall Auction?" Bai Li's gaze suddenly fixed on these words in the message. In an instant, her breath caught in her throat, her brain felt as if it had been struck by an electric current, and she was stunned for a moment.
She suddenly remembered the invitation that Wu Hai had given her.
That invitation was the ticket to the Nine Dragon Wall auction!
The gold foil patterns and unique emblem on it perfectly match the family crest of the Green Vine.
It turns out that this auction was actually organized by this family.
That's why Wuhai sent himself this invitation.
Many seemingly unrelated clues are now gradually weaving into a tight web in her mind.
But what followed was even more doubt.
What was the reason that Wuhai sent itself an invitation?
He specifically requested that the Northern Song Dynasty Ru ware celadon-glazed vase be photographed...
What was his reason for allowing himself to take the photo? What was the purpose of that Northern Song Dynasty Ru ware celadon-glazed vase?
Bai Li fell into deep thought, and the more she thought about it, the more unfathomable Wuhai seemed.
He knew all along that the Qing Teng family was targeting him, but he never gave a clear warning, only hinting at it through some cryptic words and seemingly meaningful actions.
His demeanor at the time was like that of a detached bystander, standing on the shore, leisurely watching the fire from afar, observing with great interest how she would handle the crisis, as if anticipating her response, or perhaps conducting a silent test for her.
"Is this man still testing me?" Bai Li wondered to herself, a feeling of being manipulated growing within her.
She reaffirmed her belief that Wuhai should not be judged using normal thinking.
Judging from past signs, Wu Hai is definitely not a kind person. Every move he makes and every word he says seems to hide a deeper purpose.
She had previously considered whether she should listen to Wu Hai and contact him again after bidding on the Northern Song Dynasty Ru ware celadon-glazed vase to see how things went.
Looking back now, I think it's better to avoid it. I always felt that this man was up to no good, and cooperating with him would be like asking a tiger for its skin. Perhaps that Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon vase was another trap.
Bai Li felt a chill and quickly shook her head vigorously, banishing Wu Hai from her mind.