C283 There's More to It

But this morning, when he came to the rehabilitation center, he realized that all his guesses last night were wrong. The woman who jumped off the building and died was not mentally ill because of a breakup, but because there was a deeper reason.

In the open space in front of the inpatient building, Qing Hui was standing in front of the crowd. They were all talking about Qing Hui. Two old men, a man and a woman, sat beside the corpse covered in a white cloth, crying loudly.

There was no need to ask. This was the deceased's real parents. To be honest, in this cruel world, other than his own parents, who else would be so sad?

At this time, Fan Xuehua had a very complicated feeling. He followed Shi Xiaoqing, bypassed the crowd, and walked towards his father's ward. As he passed by the crowd, his mood suddenly became heavy.

Seeing that his son came to the rehabilitation center early in the morning, Fan Wenbin, who was drinking tea, was slightly stunned. He stared at the other party, his gaze full of doubt. He did not even feel the tea that spilled out of the cup.

Seeing this, Shi Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Old classmate, your son is really filial. It's so early in the morning and so cold. I came to see you. "She nodded at Fan Xuehua and walked out.

These few days, Shi Xiaoqing was also very unhappy. The matter of Fan Wenbin escaping the rehabilitation center in the middle of the night made her feel a huge pressure. At the same time, she also received a very tactful criticism from the leaders of the center.

Although the patient came back on his own after a day and did not cause any serious consequences, and it was just a false alarm, from this, Shi Xiaoqing faintly felt that Fan Wenbin seemed to have a great secret in his heart.

Hence, she patiently and meticulously observed for a few days, but she did not discover any abnormalities. Could it be that I was wrong? Did Fan Wenbin really secretly run out to stroll around the Yellow River Stone Forest's scenic area for a day?

There were a few times when they chatted happily, Shi Xiaoqing suddenly interrupted and asked, wanting to dig out the secrets in the other party's heart. However, Fan Wenbin was very vigilant. He laughed and cleverly changed the topic, making her very disappointed.

This morning, when she received Fan Xuehua's call, she hurriedly rushed to the rehabilitation center and asked the other party a few simple questions. She did not expect that Fan Xuehua's answer was ambiguous, which made Shi Xiaoqing even more puzzled.

In the end, after thinking it over and over again, she decided that if the family agreed, she would quickly let Fan Wenbin out of the hospital, so as not to bring her and the rehabilitation center more trouble. Last night, the female patient suddenly jumped off a building and committed suicide was a very typical case.

It was precisely because of this thought that Shi Xiaoqing led Fan Xuehua into the ward and hurriedly left. Of course, she also knew that Fan Xuehua University Since he had come early to see her father, there must be something urgent.

At this moment, seeing that the doctor had left, Fan Xuehua no longer had any scruples in his heart. He said very straightforwardly, "Dad, our family went in to steal. " Seeing that his father did not have any reaction, he said again, "They stole a lot of valuable things. "

Originally, he wanted to get straight to the point and ask his father what that disk was. However, when he saw that his father was in a daze, the words that were about to come out of his mouth changed again. He only said that there was a thief in the house, and that it was a huge loss.

"A thief had entered. What's there to be alarmed about?" Fan Wenbin's expression was very calm, as if it was someone else's matter, and it had nothing to do with him at all. After a moment, he drank a mouthful of tea, and asked his son in a very indifferent tone, "What are you worried about?"

Seeing his father's expression, Fan Xuehua suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and said coldly, "I heard from a friend of the Public Security Bureau that the little thieving kid also stole a plate. It seems to be quite valuable. "

The moment he heard this, Fan Wenbin's right hand, which was holding the teacup, suddenly trembled. He raised his head and stared at his son, asking in a swift voice: "Xughua, is what you said true? You didn't coax me, right?

It was indeed a valuable treasure. His father's subconscious reaction made Fan Xuehua secretly confirm his previous speculation, and he also wanted to further understand the true use and value of the disc.

"Why should I coax you? This was personally said by a friend of the Public Security Bureau. He was the one who caught that bastard. " Then, he asked coldly," Dad, what's the use of that plate? "

Seeing Fan Xuehua ask him so thoroughly, Fan Wenbin instantly understood. His son came to the rehabilitation center early in the morning to look for him. It turned out that he had another purpose. Furthermore, his goal was the Ancient Roman Gilded Silver Plate that he had done everything in his power to obtain.

However, he also developed a trace of doubt towards his son's words. A few days ago, he had already entrusted Ning Peng to bring a handwritten letter to his father, Fan Youmin. In the letter, he exhorted his father to quickly make a trip to Yi Yuan District and secretly take the Gilded Silver Plate back to his hometown to hide.

Could it be that Ning Peng did not pass the letter to his father, or did his father forget about this matter? Then, he firmly shook his head and denied it.

According to his many years of understanding, Ning Peng was a person who valued the reputation of the Jianghu very much. His father was a trustworthy person. They would never do something that would betray them.

Otherwise, he would not have written his father a personal letter that contained important information, and he would not have asked Ning Peng to bring the letter back. For such an important matter, he, Fan Wenbin, would not act so rashly.

Then, these few days, why would the Gilded Silver Plate still be in his home and be stolen by a child thief? Could it be that Fan Xuehua had heard some rumors? Playing tricks to alert the enemy and want to take possession of this ancient Silk Road treasure?

Immediately after, Fan Wenbin could not help but feel a strong sense of regret. He did not stay in the rehabilitation center for long, and he did not know what was going on. He actually broke his phone and was picked up by the old woman who was cleaning.

Now, even if he wanted to make a phone call, he could not make it. It was even more difficult to sneak out again. It was very difficult. He stayed here all day. In other people's eyes, he had really become a mental patient.

No, he could not continue to stay like this. He had to go back today. When he thought of this, a trace of a cold smile appeared on his face. He asked, "Xue-Hua, can I borrow your phone to make a call?"

At this moment, not only did his father not answer his question directly, he even revealed a strange sneer on his face. For a moment, Fan Xue-Hua did not understand what his father meant.

After a moment of hesitation, he handed the phone to his father. At the same time, he couldn't help but think to himself that it would be better for him to make a phone call and clarify the matter so that he wouldn't be suspicious. It seemed that he was lying to his father.

As soon as Fan Wenbin dialed the fixed number in his hometown, the sound of his mother's crying could be clearly heard from the other end of the phone. "Bin Bin, you've finally received the news. How are you doing? I'm so worried. "

"Mom, I'll be back today. " Fan Wenbin also felt his nose ache, and tears almost flowed down his face. He choked and said, "Is my dad here? You let him answer the phone. "

Judging from the voice, her son was fine. Wang Fang also felt relieved, and said loudly, "Your dad went to the village committee for a meeting. Li Manrong said that people from the countryside came. Today, a village meeting is going to be held. "

Fan Wenbin knew that his father did not have a phone. He could only sigh and said, "Mom, after I came back, I came to see you and my dad. " He hung up the phone and said to himself, "Third Brother Li wants to cause trouble again. "

Then, he gave Ning Peng another call. After asking about the situation, he could not help but let out a long sigh and helplessly said to his son, "It seems that our family really went in to steal. "

When he said this, he couldn't help but ponder deeply. According to what his son said just now, this brat really stole that Ancient Roman Gilded Silver Plate. To be honest, that was the flesh of his heart.

According to Yao Guanqun's appraisal, this ancient Roman Gilded Silver Plate not only had a very high historical research value, but also had a very high collection value. It was a very important material evidence that proved that the ancient Silk Road passed through Daan County.

One had to know that Yao Guanqun was an expert in researching the ancient Silk Road's Daan District. Not to mention the entire county, even in the entire city and province, he was one of the top experts.

According to Yao Guanqun's analysis, the young man holding a staff and a beast in the center of the disc might be the Dionis of Greek mythology, and the twelve heads in the middle circle might be the twelve gods in Greek mythology, including the Sun God and Moon God. They might also be a family of Dionis.

In ancient Greek religions, Dionis was the natural god that symbolized harvest and plants, especially the God of Wine. It was rumored that he first created a method to use grapes to brew wine, and spread it all over the country.

The ancient Greek people were passionate about drinking and revelry, so Dionis was revered by society. Today, the very popular "Mardi Gras Festival" in Europe and America was said to originate from the worship ceremony for Dionisos.

Regarding the era of the Gilded Silver Plate, Yao Guanqun believed that it was during the period of East Rome, which was the 4th to 5th century, which was roughly equivalent to the period of Wei Jin and Nan Bei Chao in our country. This was because East Rome had always maintained a very friendly relationship with China in the early stages.

According to the records of Wei Shu, East Rome had sent envoys to visit North Wei three times. Perhaps this silver plate was the tribute left behind by the envoys in the Yellow River, or it was an exchange item brought along by the Western merchants of that era.

Such a precious silk route treasure was actually stolen by the little thieving child. How could Fan Wenbin not be anxious? At this moment, his mood could only be described with one word, and that was, "Anxiety burning with anxiety. "

However, he deeply concealed his anxious mood in front of his son, and did not reveal the slightest flaw. He also did not want his son to know the true value of this disk.

After seeing his father call Ning Peng and ask him about it, Fan Xuehua's face turned cold. He took a few short breaths and took big gulps of tea. Fan Xuehua was even more determined to know that the disc was indeed a treasure. It might even be worth a city.

"Dad. You believe it now, don't you? The thief stole my mom's jewelry and your plate. " Fan Xuehua stared at his father and asked coldly," What is that plate? How did the child thief know?

The last question was also what Fan Wenbin was thinking about. How did the little thieving child know that the disk was in his hands, and how did he know that the disk was hidden on the bookshelf? It was really strange.

Back then, he spent money to get the Gilded Silver Plate from Wan Laifu. In order to prevent the news from being leaked, he thought of ways to send the old flathead to the distant Shenzhen. He even hinted to his boss, Chen Zhijie, to not let this person come back.

When he heard this, Chen Zhijie agreed very quickly on the phone. At the same time, he also asked curiously, what was the relationship between Old Bighead and Fan Wenbin? Why did he care so much?

Of course, other than Old Bighead, there was another person who was very clear about the true value of the Gilded Silver Plate. This person was Yao Guanqun.

However, Fan Wenbin confidently believed that Yao Guanqun would not speak carelessly. This person was very noble and arrogant. He was definitely not a brainless old gangster like Old Bighead.

With this thought, Fan Wenbin became even more confused. The second day after his father received the letter, he went to Yi Yuan District. However, according to the hint in the letter, he tossed and turned and searched the entire study, but he still did not find the disk.

Then, who was the one who leaked the news that he had hidden the treasure of the Silk Road? Where did this brat hear the news from? All of this made Fan Wenbin unable to figure it out. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. His brain instantly became bigger.

However, he also secretly made a very firm decision. The disk was the secret of the Silk Road's treasure. No matter when it came to it, and no matter who it was to, it must not be divulged.

Thus, with a faint smile, he said in a disapproving tone, "When I was strolling by the Yellow River, I picked up the disc by chance. It's not worth much. Even if it was stolen, there's nothing to regret.

He saw that his father was still trying to hide it. Fan Xuehua was a little anxious when he saw that his father was still hiding the truth. He could not help but raise his voice and say, Then why did the thief want to steal this plate?"

"You asked me, but who did I ask?" His son pressed on to the bottom of the matter step by step, instantly angering Fan Wenbin. His gaze was fierce as he stared at his son. He also raised his voice and said, "If you have the ability, go ask the little thieving child. He knows how much the plate is worth. "

After he finished speaking, he drank a large mouthful of tea and laid on the bed. He closed his eyes tightly and allowed his son to ask any further questions. He just didn't say a word. He was so angry that he became like a scholar. Hua wished that he could rush forward and kick his father a few times.

Seeing his father acting like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water, Fan Xuehua helplessly glanced at him one last time. He then sighed heavily and walked out of the ward hatefully.

Unexpectedly, just as he walked out of the inpatient building, he was stopped by Shi Xiaoqing. "Lil Fan, wait a moment. I have something to say to you. "

At this time, the corpse of the woman who jumped off the building had already been pulled away by her family. There was a pool of blood on the ground that looked very eye-catching.

A few men and women with dull eyes and dull expressions were clearly mental patients. They stood at the same spot and joked with each other in a daze, as if they were very happy.

"Lil Fan, I have an idea. " Facing the bleak sunlight, Shi Xiaoqing glanced at the few mental patients who were joking. She said with slight hesitation, "Your father has been hospitalized for a long time. I want him to be discharged today and go home to rest. "

"He's discharged today?" Seeing Shi Xiaoqing speak like this, Fan Xuehua was slightly stunned. He stared at Shi Xiaoqing and asked coldly, "His illness has fully recovered?"