Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Sir Jian, the Marine Police District seized a smuggling ship at sea last night and found a batch of smuggled cultural relics. Experts have verified that they are authentic. Please sign and review them." He Dingxian stood in the director's office and reported the case seriously.

Kin Baoning looked very interested, stepped forward to take the case report, flipped through it and said with a smile: "Well done, Sir He, the Hong Kong Island Police will never allow contraband to cross the sea, thank you to the Marine Police District for your hard work. "

He saw a list in the document, but found that it contained white powder, ammunition and other items.

"The duty lies."

He Dingxian stood at attention and saluted, and at the invitation of the superior, he went to the sofa area and sat down. The officer put down the documents, opened the box, took out a few items to play with, tasted them with relish, and asked tentatively: "Are these cultural relics valuable?"

"high."

He Dingxian said concisely and comprehensively: "They are all collections of the Taiwan Museum. The average value of each piece is no less than 100,000, and there is a lot of room for appreciation in the future."

"Hahaha."

Jian Baoning looked at the three boxes of cultural relics. There were at least forty or fifty items. He felt happy and did not hide them. He directly signed the document with a pen and handed it back to him: "Thank you, Sir He. Last night I’ve also heard about it. It’s said that there was a shootout at Wan Chai Pier?”

"yes."

He Dingxian took the document, and a large number of cultural relics seized were turned into white powder, arms and other colors under a signature.

"At around 7 o'clock in the morning, 50 gunmen attacked the Marine Police pier in an attempt to seize the seized contraband. However, they were unsuccessful due to the tenacious persistence of the Marine Police until they were defeated with support from the Wan Chai Department."

Obviously, Jian Baoning had heard about the incident at the dock and was very satisfied with He Dingxian's proactive attitude towards sharing the profits. He frowned and wanted to investigate the responsibility: "Who did it?"

"New Notes."

He Dingxian said: "Thirty-six criminals were killed at the scene and 14 were arrested. Based on the confessions, it can be determined that the Xin Ngee Ann Company planned this attack, and the participants all have triad backgrounds and are all affiliated with the Xin Ngee Ann Company."

"The crime squad has arrested Xiang Qian, the person in charge of Xin Ngee Ann, and his son."

"Five members of the police force died and four were injured, all of whom were members of the Marine Police District."

Jian Baoning nodded: "Xin Ngee Ann Company is suspected of triad activities. Immediately submit a report to the Civil Affairs Department to cancel Xin Ngee Ann's social registration and classify it as an illegal triad organization. In addition, what to do about Xiang Qian and his son?" , Sir He, do you have any opinion?"

"I suggest issuing a permanent deportation order to Xiang Qian, deporting him from the country, and permanently restricting him from entering Hong Kong Island. As for Xiang Bo, let's report it together. The family must be in order." He Dingxian said very simply, but A permanent deportation order is a severe penalty.

Because the procedures for approving the death penalty in Hong Kong Island are very cumbersome. If a person disappears forever in Hong Kong Island, the only thing left is a permanent deportation order in addition to the death penalty. As for life imprisonment, there are actually commutations and amnesties, but the penalty level is not as high as a permanent deportation order.

Given the power of the Xiang family, he was sentenced to life imprisonment, but he could actually be released in more than ten years, and he could also control the society from inside the prison. But deporting the Xiang family's father and son would be tantamount to cutting off the Xiang family's roots. An accident could happen to them at any time along the way and the roots could be eradicated.

Because the power of the Xiang family is all in Hong Kong Island, and the brothers want to make a living on Hong Kong Island and cannot leave with the Xiang family.

"Okay." Jianbaoning glanced at He Dingxian, knowing that Sir He wanted to kill Xiang Jia, but he did not refuse, but readily agreed: "I will write a report immediately to lead the triad organization meeting and plan the murder. Please submit the document to the Governor's Palace."

"Permanent deportation of a person requires the Governor's personal approval."

"Thank you, sir!" He Dingxian leaned over gently and said thank you.

Jian Baoning took out a cigar, cut off the cap, handed it to the other party, then slowly cut another cigar, lit it with a lighter, crossed his legs and took a deep breath, slowly blowing out the smoke: "Sir, yesterday How many cultural relics were seized at the scene tonight?”

He Dingxian was leaning on the chair with a leisurely expression, blowing out smoke rings and staring at each other: "There are more than 300 pieces of various sizes. Although the wooden box for shipping is large, the packaging is actually very thick, and the actual storage space is limited."

"The other party doesn't dare to transport too much of this kind of stuff at once. Firstly, no one abroad can eat it. Secondly, it is floating on the sea. If something goes wrong, it will be over."

Jian Baoning was thoughtful and said with a smile: "Everything is in the bank vault. What do you say and how do you calculate it? Next time something similar happens to you, can you give me a call?"

"Ah."

He Dingxian sneered, holding his cigar, with a stern look in his eyes: "Sir Jian, am I not yours?"

"Hahaha."

Jianbaoning laughed loudly and nodded hastily: "Yes, sir!"

"Thank you for your gift."

"A little thought." He Dingxian narrowed his eyes, looked at him and said: "Cultural relics are not gold. They are calculated by weight. In the same batch of goods, some have high prices and some have low values. I sent them to Sir Jian. They are all top-notch goods.”

"If you don't believe it, just ask any pawn shop on Hong Kong Island. In Taiwan, they are all well-known and well-known treasures. When the Chinese economy improves, they will become more and more valuable, enough to make your family rich for generations."

"Hahaha."

Jian Baoning still smiled: "I understand, I understand."

"call."

He exhaled: "Thank you sir."

He Dingxian held a cigar in his mouth, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, and nodded: "I have also arranged the goods for other officers. Don't worry. When has my division of accounts failed to satisfy the officers?"

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Sir."

Jian Baoning smiled brightly: "We all depend on you for food."

"Let's go." He Dingxian suddenly had no interest in chatting with Jian Baoning anymore. He stood up and left the office with the folder. When he walked out of the office, he couldn't help but cursed: "Damn, you ghost guy is really greedy!"

Jian Baoning looked at his back with deep thought in his eyes.

The political alliance between the two is still close and reliable, and even senior government officials such as Ifu have to admit that it is a general trend for Chinese to control the police force in the future. But in this incident, He Dingxian completely blocked the cultural relics and prevented anyone from getting their hands on them, which made Jian Baoning feel that he wanted to monopolize them all. Although Jian Baoning still got a bite of meat in the end, he vaguely felt that He Dingxian was sending him away. He knew the real money he had distributed before, even if it was just a banknote.

Without any accumulation of such cultural relics, how can we know whether they are true or false?

"never mind."

"Let's find someone to check it tomorrow."

Jianbaoning thought about it and thought to himself.

night.

It's after seven o'clock.

He Dingxian had just finished dinner at home, sitting in front of the TV, watching the English broadcast and eating fruit. Qiu Degen held a painting box under his arm and stood at the door and pressed the bell: "Ding dong, ding dong."

"Mr. Qiu, please come in." The servant at home had already received instructions and opened the door to invite the guests in. Qiu Degen carefully changed his shoes at the door, then walked in and bowed to the two ladies: "Miss Chu, Miss Luo."

Chu Yunnan and Luo Caiyun smiled back. One continued to wash the dishes, and the other turned and returned to the room so as not to disturb the man's conversation.

When He Dingxian saw him coming, he turned off the TV and turned around and said, "Ageng, sit down."

"Thank you, Big Boss." Qiu Degen bowed again on the sofa, sat down slowly, placed the painting box on the table, took out a folder and said, "Big Boss, the number of goods in the vault Already counted.”

"A total of 1,272 pieces, ranging from the Western Zhou Dynasty to the late Qing Dynasty, of which porcelain is the largest, 416 pieces, and the rest are mainly bronzes, gold ware, calligraphy and paintings."

"good."

He Dingxian nodded happily, took the list and started browsing. The masters' treasure identification speed was quite fast. Of course, this was because they did not need to identify the authenticity, but only needed to identify the origin and name of the goods, which greatly reduced the workload.

"The closer things are to modern times, the greater the chance of royal treasures appearing. Taibo is worthy of emptying out Peking and Nanjing." He Dingxian looked at the catalog and couldn't help but sigh: "Rich people's things are valuable at all times. Poor things are worthless at any time.”

“It’s not so much that antiques rely on time to accumulate and increase their value. It’s better to say that rare things are more valuable. It’s just that time makes rare things rarer and naturally more expensive. The first attribute of collectibles is Scarcity.”

As for the bronzes of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the cultural value has indeed far exceeded the value of items, but at that time, those who could use bronzes were the nobles themselves, and they were still very scarce items. However, modern times are no longer scarce, resulting in a decline in the value of items, so only cultural value can be studied.

When Qiu De saw that the big boss had read through the list, he opened the painting box, took out a scroll, and said: "Big boss, this post is the most precious one among more than a thousand cultural relics."

"Calligraphy stickers?"

He Dingxian originally thought that the painting box was a scroll, and just now he specifically looked at the scrolls in the list, trying to guess which one Qiu Degen brought.

He didn't expect it to be a calligraphy sticker, and he was not proficient in calligraphy. Apart from the famous "Preface to the Lanting Collection" and "Manuscript of the Nephew Memorial", he actually didn't remember much in his head.

Qiu Degeng's beard was trembling, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "Big boss, this is a letter from Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy. It is called "Quick Snow and Clear Tie". The full text has four lines and twenty-eight characters. It is known as ' "Twenty-Eight Li Beads". Although it is still controversial whether they are authentic works of calligraphy saints, they are among the most recognized ones in the cultural relics world. They have seals and postscripts by Qianlong, Zhao Mengfu and others, and they are authentic works for collection."

He Dingxian also looked stunned and said in disbelief: "Wang Xizhi's authentic work "Quick Snow and Clear Tie"? Old Mother Diulei, they really dare to sell it, why don't they sell the jade cabbage and meat-shaped stone?"

This type of jewelry carving art treasure has low cultural value and is simply copied because of the royal family's love and the preciousness of the original stone.

Qiu Degeng said: "It may not be an authentic work, there is still controversy, but if Wang Xizhi has an authentic work, it must be this one!"

"Besides, big boss, how do you know that the jade cabbage in Taibo is not carved from the back?"

I got stuck, stumbled, and was a few minutes late.