My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 354 - 235: Slicing Up a National Treasure for Fun

Chapter 354: Chapter 235: Slicing Up a National Treasure for Fun

"Bang!"

"Brother Meng, sorry to keep you waiting, I just had to take a call from a leader at the last minute."

At that moment, Wang Zhao Ping energetically pushed open the door from the reception area and walked in.

Meng Lang looked at Wang Zhao Ping’s fatigued face, the dense bloodshot in his eyes, and the mournful stubble on his face... It appeared he hadn’t closed his eyes the previous night?

Without you all bearing the brunt at the forefront, how could I enjoy peaceful years behind the scenes?

Just for that, waiting is the least I could do.

"It’s ok, I’ve only just sat down myself," Meng Lang said with a smile, waving his hand.

"Xiao Ru, you can go out first."

"Oh!" Qin Xiaoru looked back at the two men before leaving, her eyes showing a probing expression.

"Bang!"

Seeing the door closed, Wang Zhao Ping looked at Meng Lang with a bitter smile on his face.

"Brother Meng, sorry to ask you to make a special trip here. If it wasn’t really urgent, I’d feel embarrassed to make this request.

It’s a disgrace to say that, but this case wouldn’t have gone so smoothly without you.

Now, wanting to catch all these foreign criminals in one fell swoop, maybe I’m a bit greedy."

"Captain Wang, you are too serious. We are friends, and it’s only right to help each other. But is this case really that urgent?"

"Sigh! To be honest, the situation has somewhat exceeded my expectations.

The call I just received was from the provincial leaders. Since last night, these calls haven’t stopped.

In the station’s conference room, several ’beep beep China’ reporters are seated, waiting for an interview.

The big fish we caught seems to have a lot of influence in Britain, and they’ve already started pressuring us from all sides.

If we don’t handle this well, our international public opinion will take a hit. Can you blame me for walking on thin ice?"

Meng Lang nodded.

Hmm! Judging from the last episode’s description, that bearded captain indeed had a lot of power. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up evading the law and being crowned as "a powerful rule-breaker."’

Thinking about it, was this guy also a contributing factor to my own "darkening"?

"He’s influential, but Captain Wang, you’re not lacking in influence either, my man, even getting a military helicopter involved!

I was at the scene last night, and it was quite a scene; anyone unaware would’ve thought they were filming a movie," Meng Lang said with a laugh, pointing at Wang Zhao Ping.

"This..." Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao Ping again gave a bitter smile.

"Brother Meng, that’s not my influence; that’s yours!"

"What?" Meng Lang looked perplexed.

What does this have to do with me?

Though my father is a retired veteran, at best, he was a squad leader when he retired.

Could it be that he hid his identity, and I’m actually a hidden army brat?

Seeing Meng Lang’s reaction, Wang Zhao Ping recounted the story of how Major General Chu had personally come to express his gratitude with his family and then left his contact information behind.

"To tell you the truth, I just tried out of desperation, never expecting Major General Chu to have such enormous power. My goodness! He sent over three Z-20s directly - those are cutting-edge models in the military!

You might not believe it, but I was hardly any less shocked than you when I found out."

Wang Zhao Ping was still somewhat stunned when he recalled it.

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude toward Meng Lang. This young man in front of him was truly his lucky star!

Meng Lang was also stunned.

One sows a flower with intent, but it doesn’t bloom; one plants a willow without intent, and it flourishes?

So it turns out that, after all the fuss, the wind that helped me was actually whipped up by none other than me, this little butterfly!

Calculating the time, it’s been almost half a month since the child trafficking case...

It traveled through the wind and took detours, flying for a full half a month, and then whoosh, it blew back onto me, giving me a divine assist?

The labyrinth of fate is truly intricate and baffling, astonishing to behold!

I originally thought I had accidentally won by lying down, but it turns out that this perfect completion rating... was still earned by myself...

Meng Lang couldn’t help but feel moved.

The struggle with fate is dynamic and ever-changing.

But no matter how meticulously you plan,

you cannot match the arrangement of fate...

He felt like a clumsy billiards player, whether he aimed for the red, yellow, or black ball, once the shot was made, he could never predict which ball would actually end up in the pocket...

"Major General Chu Chu Tian, huh..."

Meng Lang’s heart stirred slightly.

This seemed to be a high-ranking military figure...

According to what Wang Zhao Ping said, he seemed to be in his prime at over thirty years old.

In another twenty-five years, by 2043, he would be around 60 years old.

Considering the retirement age for military personnel, if he hasn’t retired by then, he would likely be a high-ranking commander at the theater level, wouldn’t he?

If I could establish a good relationship with him, might I acquire an extra card up my sleeve?

But the chance of rising from a Major General to a theater-level commander is no easy feat; the odds are just too slim.

It seems unlikely—but it’s worth keeping an eye on this promising stock for the future...

Even though the years are long, they are worth waiting for!

"Brother Meng, speaking of which, it’s you whom Major General Chu owes a favor, not me. You won’t blame me for using your good deed, will you?"

Seeing Meng Lang deep in thought and not replying, Wang Zhao Ping seemed to have misunderstood.

"Of course not!" Meng Lang waved his hand.

"I just gave some advice, but it was you, the people’s police, who saved their child. Besides, it would be a waste not to use such connections, right?"

Wang Zhao Ping looked helplessly at Meng Lang.

"Brother Meng, sometimes I really don’t understand. You’ve done so much, yet you don’t want anyone to know. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have to be so secretive. Is there something you can’t tell me?

If I can help, please don’t hesitate!

I think, someone like Brother Meng should join us. It would be such a pity if you didn’t."

Brother Meng, you’re so young and only graduated two years ago. Have you ever thought about joining our criminal police force?"

What?

Meng Lang couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

I offer you a position at the front, and you try to poach me?!

If everything were really peaceful and the world was calm, then maybe I’d consider it, since being a police officer was a childhood dream of mine.

Dealing with bad guys when there’s trouble, enjoying life when there isn’t, I’d like that kind of life too...

The problem is that people on Earth right now face troubles, both internal and external; being a detective would at most keep the peace within, but our priority is to fend off threats from the outside!

"Ahem! Captain Wang, you know I work in insurance, criminal investigation is a high-risk profession, not suitable for me..."

Meng Lang politely refused.

Wang Zhao Ping’s mouth twitched slightly upon hearing this.

Right, almost forgot, this guy is not only a genius, but he’s also got a severe case of paranoia...

Could it be that his choice of working in insurance is an act of some kind of risk management?

That’s just absurd!

"Alright, to each their own, I won’t insist. So... Brother Meng, where’s the evidence you were bringing?"

Wang Zhao Ping looked Meng Lang up and down with some expectation, as if trying to see if he was hiding any documents on him.

"What evidence? I don’t have any evidence," Meng Lang spread his hands.

"What? You don’t?" Wang Zhao Ping was taken aback.

Then why did you rush over here without a word, if not to bring me evidence?

"Although I don’t have any evidence, this might help you," Meng Lang said, pushing over a USB drive.

It looked exactly like the one Gao Yuan had.

In fact, he had prepared more than a dozen USB drives for just such an occasion.

"This... can help me?" Wang Zhao Ping picked up the USB drive with a puzzled look.

"Yes! I have a friend who does electronic technology."

Meng Lang didn’t say too much, giving a knowing little glance.

"Does electronic technology? You mean..."

Wang Zhao Ping’s eyes widened in an instant.

That’s right! The last time at the bar, he seemed to be wearing a headset, communicating with someone.

And then, the bar’s surveillance video was mysteriously sent to his phone...

Could it be... that there’s actually a professional information team behind him?

It makes sense, after all, who in intelligence doesn’t have some hacking skills these days?

But... that’s something even the FBI finds troublesome; can his "friend" really handle it?

"Well... I’ll give it a try, no matter what, I have to thank Brother Meng for this!

And about those artifacts, if it weren’t for Brother Meng’s timely intel, I don’t know what would have happened..."

Though they didn’t have Steve’s evidence, Wang Zhao Ping knew he owned Meng a huge favor already.

Even though it was their team doing the work, without the most critical intel, they wouldn’t just fail to catch the criminals; they might even bungle the entire operation.

To say that Meng Lang is the prime contributor to this case would not be an overstatement!

"Don’t mention it! By the way, Captain Wang, did you find that Buddha head you were looking for?" Meng Lang asked casually.

"Yes! You really called it, Brother Meng! That Buddha head was indeed on the ship!"

Speaking of this, Captain Wang finally showed a hint of relief on his face.

"We did a little interrogation, and the last stop for this cruise ship was Xiangjiang, and it turns out that the Buddha head had been smuggled aboard there, we were misled by the intel!

Luckily we intercepted all the artifacts here; otherwise, once that ship had left, we probably would have missed them!"

Speaking of which, we really do seem to be fated with this Buddha head, haha..."

So that’s how it was.

But that’s not the main point.

"So, is that Buddha head really from the Tang Dynasty?"

"I’m not sure about that. The experts from the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau are still verifying it. Why? Are you interested in that Buddha head, Brother Meng?"

"Haha, just curious what such a long-sought treasure looks like since we went through so much trouble and even barked up the wrong tree a few times," Meng Lang joked.

He had no intention of revealing the secret hidden within the Buddha head.

Because there was simply no way to explain it.

What? You’ve seen a shattered Buddha head? Where have you seen it?

How would I answer that?

Certainly not "in another yesterday"?

"Oh! In that case, if it’s confirmed as a national treasure after the verification, it should be sent to the Shanghai Museum for an exhibition.

If you’re interested, Brother Meng, why don’t we visit together when it’s time!"

"Haha! Sure!"

Meng Lang nodded with a laugh, but felt somewhat helpless inside.

Such treasures, not to mention destroying them to extract the Buddhist Scripture, ordinary people couldn’t even think of touching them.

Even if the country knew the secret of the Buddha head, it’s unlikely they would destroy a national treasure just to investigate the contents of a Buddhist Scripture they knew nothing about.

How can you decide the worth of one over the other when you can’t even tell their true value?

It seems the secret inside the Buddha head can only be sealed away in history.

Unless...

The brothers are also interested in it!

If the end of the world ever comes, cutting open a national treasure for fun... wouldn’t be such a big deal, right?

Hmm! This is far more thrilling than cutting a gamble stone...