Chapter 078 Huang Zehua's Recording (I)

"I'm Huang Zehua. I'm on mission 002. I just woke up 12 hours ago."

"Just now, I learned something extremely shocking. It took me twelve hours to temporarily confirm the authenticity of this matter. The whole thing was really too bizarre. What was before me There are only two options.

One, believe this bizarre story.

Second, overturn this bizarre story and draw an even more bizarre conclusion.

No matter which one it was, my life was out of control and I began to doubt everything. Academically, this is called traumatic stress disorder and requires professional treatment.

Unfortunately, because of something that happened in the past, I don't want to have any contact with a psychiatrist.

I only trust one person now - Jiang Bai.

I believe in Jiang Bai, not because he is trustworthy, but because I know that Jiang Bai is sicker than me. In front of Jiang Bai, I feel more like a normal person. "

"Jiang Bai is dealing with a very important matter, he is very busy."

"Knowing that Jiang Bai is very busy, my heart has calmed down. It's better to be busy. If even Jiang Bai is free, I think the world will not be far from destruction..."

"While waiting for Jiang Bai, I just sorted out my thoughts. I can't trust any paper or pen, I can only use this lighter. If this lighter is really what the designer said... it should be trustworthy.

If there is something wrong with the recorder, then Mission 002 will be a complete failure, and nothing will matter anymore. "

"Where should I start? My story... starts from the day I was selected for mission 002."

"I am Huang Zehua, the executor of Mission 002. The reason why I was selected for Mission 002 is that I hold a special secret treasure. Originally, this should be my biggest secret. But considering what happened to me recently, I think this There should be no need to keep secrets.”

"This secret treasure is a painting, passed down from ancestors."

"My family is in the antique industry. We have been in this industry since Beiyang. It is said that antiques in prosperous times are gold in troubled times. In fact, antiques are truly valuable in troubled times. No matter what the object is, ordinary people will keep it in peacetime. Think about it at home, only when there is war and chaos will the property be sold, and only then can real treasures be found.

Speaking of which, my great-grandfather was shot for reselling cultural relics.

It was said that he was shot, but in fact, a commander at that time took a fancy to my antiques and found an excuse to kill my great-grandfather.

My grandfather was collecting antiques in the countryside and luckily escaped.

When my grandfather returned home, the whole family, including the elderly and the young, a total of seventeen people, were all dead, and everything in the house had been looted.

Overnight, the family was broken up and everyone was dead, wandering like a lonely ghost in the troubled times.

My grandfather vowed to avenge his family. And there was only one painting left on him. "

"How can a person with no money or power defeat the commander? Even if he was eager for revenge, my grandfather could only endure it and wait.

Later, the marshal lost his power and became an apartment house. This was a popular method at the time. Those who lost power lived in apartments in the concession, seeking peace and waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback.

History books say that the commander died of murder, but my dad said that the commander was killed by my grandfather himself, and the secret is in that painting. "

"My dad has told this story many times, and every time he mentions it, he is laughed at by others, because he tells it differently every time, and even the commander's surname is different. Sometimes his surname is Zhang, and sometimes his surname is Wang.

The marshals died in different ways. Some were shot to death by my grandfather, some were poisoned to death, and some were strangled to death by my grandfather.

No one took his words seriously, even me, I just thought he had Alzheimer's disease and liked to talk nonsense.

Only now do I understand that what my dad said back then was all true..."

"Talking back to the painting, my grandfather went to the countryside and collected it with a piece and a half of the ocean. The painting is not an ancient painting, nor is it a treasure. The reason why I collected this painting is that I heard that there is something in it. The crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs are very rare.

After the whole family was killed, my grandfather only had this painting. When the marshal became an apartment owner and died in a strange way, my grandfather began to live a peaceful life.

But in troubled times, where can one find a peaceful life?

After traveling here and there, wandering around, the world was at peace, and my grandfather finally settled down. Although the ancestral craftsmanship was not lost, the capital was gone. He became a farmer with his face facing the loess and his back to the sky. The only old thing in his family. It's that ancient painting. "

"My grandfather had my father when he was sixty years old, and my father had me when he was sixty. It is said that my great-grandfather also had a son at the age of sixty.

Sometimes I wonder, when did this painting come to our home?

Maybe earlier, maybe my great-grandfather was already the owner of this ancient painting.

After my grandfather had a child, he spent twenty years raising my dad and passing on his skills. It was precisely because of this skill that my dad left the village, traveled south and north, and made a name for himself. , became the first batch of billionaires in the 21st century.

The business was ups and downs. Even in the most difficult times, my dad never thought of selling ancient paintings. It was his lifeblood. Later, it almost killed me. "

"After many twists and turns, this painting came into my hands on the day I came of age, and on that day, the third mysterious tide officially arrived."

"That night, it was extremely hot and humid, and people couldn't sleep. Even if the air conditioner was set to 16 degrees, I was sweating. I couldn't sleep, so I turned on the light in the middle of the night and looked at various antiques."

"For some reason, I spent the whole night looking at antiques, as if I was possessed. I was born to do this, with steady hands, sharp eyes, and careful mind. Most importantly, I have very good ears.

I can tell the difference between paper from different dynasties, I can tell the age of different pottery and porcelain, I can even hear everyone's heartbeat, and can easily explain whether they are No, I am not lying. With these ears, I have become famous in the industry and became famous at a young age. "

"In this business, antiques don't lie, people do."

"I am getting off topic. I looked at antiques all night that night. I have to say that my collection is all first-class good stuff, only 30% are fakes.

Among these 30% of fakes, many are high-quality imitations of Ming and Qing dynasties, which are very valuable!"

"That night, I was more and more energetic, and I didn't even notice the dawn."

"Until..."

"I suddenly heard the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs in my ears."