Time Traveler

Liu Yan rode a motorcycle non-stop from Pier 5 to the People’s Park, picked up Guan Lu, and ran directly to the train station storage office. He stored his luggage here before. The locked canvas luggage bag was filled with banknotes. Both Great Unity and Grandpa Mao, as well as a pile of new US dollar bills, the latter two are the travel funds prepared for them by the Party Patriotic, but they are equivalent to waste paper in this era.

　　 Whether to take away or destroy is a difficult problem.

　　 The two began to discuss, and of course the easiest thing to burn in a fire, but this is money, how can it be for nothing.

　　 "Let's destroy it. The money is large and burdensome. It is very troublesome to be found. Professor Party said that things that are not in line with the characteristics of the times should not be left. That will cause chaos in time and space." Liu Yan said straightly.

　　 "It is illegal to burn the legal tender issued by the state." Guan Lu opened his arms to protect the tickets, as if an old hen was protecting a chicken.

　　 "Then what do you want?" Liu Yanzhi was helpless, "I really can't take it away."

　　 "Idiot, if you can't take it away, you won't hide it anymore. Find a safe place to hide it. After you go back, you will say it is destroyed, and then we will dig out the money again, half of the money." Guan Lu made a suggestion that was hard to refuse.

　　 Liu Yanzhi, who was already unstable, thought for a while pretentiously and agreed.

　　 Banknotes have been buried for thirty years, and it is difficult to protect them from dampness, mold, and insects. Protective measures must be taken. Guan Lu is very experienced in this regard.

"Dig a three-meter-square pit, wrap the money with plastic sheeting and tarpaulin layer by layer, and place it in an iron box of a suitable size. Seal the gaps in the box with butter. Then buy a camphor wood box and fill it with mothballs and charcoal. Put the iron box in, bury the box in the pit, put a circle of charcoal and white plaster outside, cover the soil, make a mark, and it will be foolproof. It can release insects and release moisture."

　　 Guan Lu triumphantly, Liu Yan opened his mouth and said: "Doctor, you are studying archaeology, don't you just bury it for more than 30 years, right? Besides, the time is so short, where can I get these things."

　　 "Then I don't care, I have to do that if I want money."

The two argued, and finally decided to adopt a compromise and simplified plan. Liu Yan went straight to buy shovel and charcoal. Guan Lu went to the blacksmith to order a tin box. The kid who slipped out of the branch and joined them contributed the camphor wood box at home. I bought all the mothballs from the grocery store, but only a few dozen.

　　 While doing these things, Liu Yan took the time to go to the post office to deal with the things that should be done.

　　The time of parting finally came, the little devil was reluctant to leave, and he didn't want to leave the master. The thirteen-year-old boy cried like tears.

　　 "Don't cry, there will be a chance to see you again." Liu Yan patted the cheap apprentice on the head. He was a master and apprentice, but he didn't teach any kid, and he felt guilty.

"Master, I want to travel the world with you. I will wait for you. I will wash the clothes and wash your feet. As long as you don't leave me behind, I can do anything." The little devil wiped his tears with his dirty sleeves, and cried. .

　　 Guan Lu gave a dry cough, and was not happy. What kind of teacher, Miss Guan, what happened.

Liu Yan said straightforwardly: "Little devil, no, Wei Shengwen, you are still young now, it is not the best time to travel the world, you study hard, only if you master scientific knowledge can you be a bigger hero, otherwise you will always be a young man. Hello, do you understand that when Master was your age, he also studied obediently. You can take some money here. Don’t go to petty thieves. Go back to school, study hard, and be a promising kid. Master will definitely Will be back."

　　 "Really?" The little ghost was crying with tears, but the thirteen-year-old child is still soothing after all.

　　 Liu Yanzhi solemnly stretched out his hand: "Let's high-five."

　　 The two masters and apprentices high-five and meet again. Looking at Wei Shengwen’s teary eyes, Liu Yanzhi is also a little sad. It has been a few years after meeting again. He suddenly thought of Professor Fei and said, "I will teach you a song."

　　 "How can I forget my old friends? How can I not laugh in my heart? How can old friends forget each other? The friendship lasts forever..."

　　 Wei Shengwen is very musical, and he will be able to learn it. The two masters and apprentices sang this parting song, and even Guan Lu, who had been pouting and impatient, was a little moved, and followed them softly together.

　　 "Okay, we should go, take good care of grandma, take care of ourselves." Liu Yanzhi handed a flying nail to the kid's hand, "This is what the master left for you."

"Yeah!" Wei Shengwen nodded vigorously and watched as Master tied the camphor box to the side of the back seat of the motorcycle and stepped on the motorcycle. Dr. Shi Niang Guan sat on the back seat, and Happiness 250 drove away slowly, tears blurred his eyes. Can't help but run with the motorcycle.

　　 "Master, you must come back."

　　The motorcycle drifted away until it disappeared at the end of the road.

　　……

Near Cuiwei Mountain, Liu Yan was sweating and digging a hole on the ground to see if it was the right size. He put the wooden box in. The box was lined with charcoal and mothballs. The iron box was filled with paper money wrapped in plastic cloth and oil cloth. The gaps were used. Sealed with wax, it looks foolproof.

After burying the pit, Guan Lu measured the distance to the nearest marker, and drew a treasure map on the spot while holding a pen cap. The two of them went down the mountain and rode a motorcycle to the long-distance bus station, and bought two to Jiangbei City. Waiting for the bus ticket.

　　 Cars are more convenient than trains. Jiangbei City is a transportation hub. There are many more trains going south to Guangzhou than Omi. It is more convenient to go from there.

Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu arrived in Jiangbei City, and the day after they checked in at the guest house, the office of the Anti-smuggling Brigade of Near Jiang Customs received a postal parcel from the city without the name and address of the sender. The recipient was Kang Fei. .

Kang Fei has changed into a customs uniform. He sat at his desk, opened the package, and tore open the outer layer of sack. Inside was a tightly packed wooden box. The thick pine board was nailed firmly with nails. The tool slowly opened, and it was filled with cotton wool and old newspapers, and a bronze tripod was lying quietly in the box.

　　 is the missing Shang Dynasty bronze tripod, a priceless national treasure, unexpectedly returned.

Kang Fei immediately took the bronze tripod and reported to Chief Wang. Chief Wang was also very excited. He picked up the phone to report to the customs leader. His expression became more and more happy. He hung up the phone and walked over with both hands on Kang. Fly on the shoulders.

　　 "Comrade Xiaokang, you have contributed to the country." Director Wang's hand was very strong, which made Kang Fei a little untenable. "The anti-smuggling team lacks a captain, and the burden on your shoulders should be put under pressure."

After coming out of the director’s office, Kang Fei’s back was soaked with sweat. As the pressure increased, he also felt heavy responsibility. He returned to his seat and found a piece of paper in the sack inadvertently. I can't help but laugh when I get up and take a look.

　　 The note was written by the windbreaker. Please inform the unknown comrade Lengtou Qing police that the motorcycle is parked near the coach station.

　　 Kang Fei picked up the phone and called the police station where Ma Guoqing was, asking him to pick up the motorcycle.

Ma Guoqing was not at the police station. He was suspended. He acted without authorization and undermined the plan of the Criminal Police Brigade. He broke the case. He also lost the motorcycle in the station. It was a shame. The director said that he should be transferred. To be a security officer in a factory, his virtue is not worthy of being a policeman.

On the second bus, Ma Guoqing's heart was ashamed. He did not wear a police uniform because the national emblem and collar badge would make him feel ashamed. The 83-style police uniforms have been gradually changed, and the white and blue uniforms have been replaced. The new uniforms are A heroic olive green, red collar badge, epaulettes, and a large brimmed hat with upturned ends. The newly designed cap badge is beautiful and mighty, symbolizing a shield that protects people's lives and property. Unfortunately, I am not qualified to change into a new police uniform.

　　 The way forward has been determined. Just go to work in the security department of a factory, don’t wear electric batons on night shifts, catch young workers who steal steel bars, drink and brag with colleagues, eat and wait to die after get off work.

　　 "Go back, go back, there is space in the back." The young female conductor shouted loudly. The bus was overcrowded and suddenly someone shouted, "What are you doing!"

　　 Someone was found stealing money, and the pickpocket relied on the crowd to beat the owner. The female conductor stopped shouting and was threatened by them.

　　 "Little girl, be careful that I took your face." The pickpocket took out the switchblade and pressed the button, the sharp blade jumped out, and the passengers retreated, showing fear on their faces.

　　Ma Guoqing was furious. In broad daylight, thieves dared to threaten the people. Although his future was uncertain, he was still a glorious people's policeman before he went through the transfer procedures.

　　 "Stop it, I'm from the Public Security Bureau!" Ma Guoqing came forward, UU reading www. uukanshu.com glared at the pickpockets.

　　 Pickpockets are not afraid of him, he is not wearing a police uniform, he is not holding a gun, and he has a young and immature face.

A fight started, Ma Guoqing rushed forward, one-on-three, without fear, the female conductor yelled: "If you don't help yet, so many lords are afraid of three thieves, are you still men!" Pounced on the pickpocket with the ticket clip

　　 Under their inspiration, the men in the passengers finally made their move. There were so many people and powerful. The thieves were always stubborn and stubborn. When they saw the anger of the people, they were immediately arrested. In this way, the crowds who couldn't hold their hands were beaten and pissed.

　　 The three thieves with blue noses and swollen faces were all tied up, and the conductor pulled Ma Guoqing: "Comrade, are you all right?"

　　 "I'm fine." Ma Guoqing realized that there was some pain in his ribs. He looked down and saw that he was stabbed by a dagger.

　　 "You are injured, Master Zhang, drive to the hospital." The conductor shouted at the front.

　　Ma Guoqing fell down softly, and felt that his whole body's strength had been taken away, and his eyes were filled with the faces of enthusiastic people, and he could not breathe.

　　 The conductor hugged Ma Guoqing and waved his hand and yelled: "Everything gets out of the way. Open the windows. He needs fresh air."

　　 The bus was bumping and galloping, Ma Guoqing slowly closed his eyes, and the last thought was, this time I can be a hero.

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