Chapter 767

Zhou qiuchu's words are quite reasonable. Whether she is ready or not, if Chen Hui wants to, it should be a spring night.

However, Zhou qiuchu's words are not joking with him. They are really in charge of killing and burying.

Chen Hui's suffering is not self inflicted. What is self inflicted?

However, no matter how hard it is, it is only physical, not psychological.

Sometimes it's like this. Even if it's physical or psychological, it doesn't feel uncomfortable.

On the contrary, Chen Hui held Zhou qiuchu like this, but they both felt very warm.

"Tell me what you didn't tell me?" Chen Hui said at this time.

Zhou qiuchu is uneasy in Chen Hui's arms, gently wriggling, deliberately let Chen Hui's suffering fade, but his mouth is not idle, asked: "I have a lot of things I didn't say to you, what do you want to know?"

"What does uncle Lin say about the follow-up to this case and the preliminary plan?" Chen Hui asked.

Zhou qiuchu pondered for a moment, said: "the real tripod has not been taken away, the follow-up of this case, of course, is to investigate the real reason why Watanabe Nagoya stole this tripod."

"High tech crime, military supplies, death after returning home." Chen Hui nodded silently and said, "a series of doubts are all connected. It's really time to find out the truth, because it's very possible that this truth will be what you are worried about."

There is no doubt that these clues all point to one thing. Someone behind the scenes told Watanabe changgu to steal the bronze tripod. I'm afraid that the bronze tripod is not so simple. At such a great risk, it will not be just the value of a cultural relic. I'm afraid that the tripod has other values.

And this kind of value is exactly what Lin Rong's father is most worried about.

"Slippery!" Zhou qiuchu couldn't help saying: "the most important doubt, why don't you say it? Watanabe changgu died after he returned home. It is very likely that the person behind the scenes found that the tripod that Watanabe changgu had brought back was an imitation. This imitation tripod was contracted by us. Watanabe changgu could not find it. He was kept in the dark. If the curator could not find it, he could not find it. If the person behind the scenes could find that the bronze tripod was an imitation for the first time, It's a big problem. That's the most worrying thing. "

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but that we can't prove it." Chen Hui sighed and said, "it's also the reason and the result of the investigation."

"The preliminary plan is for us to go to Japan, and it is mainly in your capacity." Zhou qiuchu nodded and said, "because I know you are good at medicine, uncle Lin means to arrange you to attend a Japanese academic exchange meeting as a doctor."

"It's true that I know medical skills, but I don't have a medical certificate either." Chen Hui can't help but say.

"When a team goes by, who knows if you are a doctor?" Zhou qiuchu said: "at that time, we will follow the team. Let's put it this way, it's just an academic exchange meeting of Japanese non-governmental organizations. It's not official. We'll mix in and no one will find out."

"And you? As a doctor? " Chen Hui asked again.

"No, I joined the team as your wife." Zhou qiuchu said with a smile!

"Ah? Is that ok? " Chen Hui asked in surprise, academic exchanges, but also with his wife?

Zhou qiuchu said with a smile: "otherwise, it's not a formal academic exchange. It's similar to tourism. It's not you who take your family. It's all about tiger skin!"

"I don't quite understand." Chen Hui slowly shook his head and said.

Zhou qiuchu explained: "for example, there is an enterprise in China that invites people from some aspects of the Japanese side to conduct academic exchanges or other activities. When this activity is launched in the media, it often becomes tall. Do you understand?"

"Oh Chen Hui's face suddenly came to light and said, "do you mean what kind of academic exchanges they are engaged in this time

"Yes, the invitation from a Japanese pharmaceutical enterprise is academic exchange. The two sides are actually just taking advantage of the opportunity to hype their own pharmaceutical enterprises." Zhou qiuchu said: "in the final analysis, it's a kind of commercial behavior. It's just a kind of alternative packaging."

"And after that?" Chen Hui nodded and asked, "how do we investigate? There must be a direction, right? "

"Go directly to Watanabe Nagoya's house and get in touch with Watanabe Nagoya's daughter." With these words, Zhou qiuchu takes out his mobile phone and turns out a photo for Chen Hui.

This photo is a group photo of Chen zhouqiu and Watanabe changgu. In Huagu, in order to delay Liu Jie's time, Zhou qiuchu, as a fan, ran into Watanabe changgu and finally took the photo together.

"I passed this picture on to Uncle Lin. he thinks it can be used as a starting point." Zhou qiuchu said: "to visit directly is to make an appointment with Watanabe Nagoya to visit his home in Japan."

"Can you do it?" Chen Hui was stunned.

"I don't know, so it's just a preliminary idea, not even a preliminary plan." Zhou qiuchu slowly shook his head and said: "this kind of thing is not something we need to consider. We are just the executors, the real decision-maker, or uncle Lin. the whole department will hold a meeting and come up with a feasible plan. If Uncle Lin's idea doesn't work, it will be denied at the meeting."

Chen Hui doesn't ask any more questions, and there is nothing to ask, because the specific action plan has not been formulated, and even there is no concrete conclusion on whether the case will continue.

Although judging from the current situation, the case is expected to continue, the final decision has not yet appeared.

What Chen Hui and Zhou qiuchu can do now is to stand by. If the case continues, they will have to go to Japan.

"And the curator's side." Zhou qiuchu said at this time: "I don't know if someone, as a relative or friend of Watanabe Nagoya, will inform the curator of his death. This also needs to wait for a moment."

"If someone informs the curator, the clue will be clearer." After Chen Hui pondered for a while, he went to the cableway.

"Yes, although the curator and Nagoya Watanabe are friends, they have only met twice." Zhou qiuchu said: "more academic exchanges are carried out through telephone and Internet, not so deep as going abroad to attend each other's funeral. If someone informs the curator of Watanabe Nagoya's death, it must be deliberate."

"Well, don't think about it. Let's wait for the news." Chen Hui yawned and said, "sleep!"

"Can you sleep?" Zhou qiuchu twisted his body and chuckled.