Chapter 42 fourth quarter

I bought the extra things, this is the mood of Yuzao at that time.Originally, as long as I said I didn't like it, the matter passed.But there always seems to be an internal blame, and I am worried that if I refuse, I will be seen through my heart. He put the expensive clay puppet together with the box into the warehouse.He didn't want to look at it at all. Soon, Xiumeitang brought another Western puppet.This time it is the Goddess Statue of Amber.Amber is not produced in southern Europe, so the material is brought from northern Europe and manufactured on the Mediterranean coast, so it is extremely precious.The appearance is still weird, and Yong Zao bought it according to the shopkeeper's advice.Previously, since he bought the Western puppet, he was obliged to buy it again this time. This was his feeling.

As a result, not only Xiumeitang, but also other antique dealers flocked to send all kinds of clay puppets.Not only Western ones, but also Japanese ones.The cursed memory twelve years ago, when facing the Japanese dolls, became a reality before his eyes. It's really an extraordinary insight to see the puppet collection, the president—— Hearing such flattery, I have to buy these things.Especially the Japanese clay puppets, which are exactly the same as the clay puppets in the backpacks carried by the corpses buried in the fallen leaves, and I feel that I can't refuse them.Because this puppet is directly related to that case, if you don't buy it, it may arouse people's suspicion.

In this way, the number of clay puppets in Yonghao's collection increased rapidly.Still, he never intended to keep them on a shelf in his study or living room.Every time you buy it, it will be stacked in the warehouse intact together with the box. However, thinking of those disgusting clay puppets at home, Yuzao couldn't calm down.Especially when he imagined a dozen clay puppets, with their ugly eyes wide open, cursing his past from a corner of the warehouse, he really wanted to destroy them all.This desire is getting stronger and stronger.He wondered if he was insane. It's extremely frustrating to spend money on guilt.Not just a waste of money.It's really annoying to buy a clay puppet that curses itself.Why buy these things?If you don't buy it, you can't be exposed.

He finally couldn't bear it anymore.One night, he secretly took out all the puppets, took them to the yard and held them on stones.It's like twisting and smashing that clay puppet on a rock corner buried in fallen leaves in the northeast.A Western puppet worth hundreds of thousands of yuan was broken into pieces.The Japanese clay puppets that have been carefully repaired and restored are also broken.He felt refreshed. Yongzao picked up the debris with a broom, packed it in a paper bag, and threw it in a neighbor's trash can.Even if they found out, they thought it was a prank.Some earth tiles, no one would think that they are worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

Yong Zao feels the ease of forgetting for a long time.From now on, there will be no more nasty clay puppets to curse me, he thought, destroying all the clay puppets is tantamount to destroying the memory of the event. After about two weeks, a young archaeologist came and asked to show him the collection of clay figures.It was the treasurer of Xiumeitang who brought him here.Yong Zao was very troubled, he wanted to find an excuse to send him away, but he might come back again, so he just said that he was stolen.These are words that were said without much thought. "Is there a report?"

The shopkeeper of Xiumeitang asked in surprise. "No. That kind of thing will end up in the hands of a collector anyway, so there's no need to report it. This way, it's more valuable than hiding it at home." Yongzao said with a smile.Both the shopkeeper and the young archaeologist were stunned by his boldness. The news of the theft of rare and expensive clay puppets collected by Yongzo quickly spread among the art dealers.The police also heard the news and sent officers to visit him to ask him why he did not report the case. "It's fine if it's gone. I don't want to collect that kind of stuff anymore, so I don't think about it anymore."

Yong Zao said it in a graceful manner. Yet the police officer was a man of faith.He asked about the day when Yongzao was stolen, and began to check around to see if anyone saw any suspicious persons.One housewife spoke about what was thrown in the trash.She said that it seemed to be broken pieces of pottery or something, packed into a big paper bag.Some fragments also have patterns on them. "Because I found it strange, I picked up a big piece and kept it." The housewife showed the fragment to the police officer.It is the eye part of a clay puppet. The police officer did not go back to the Yuzao.He is a police officer with a keen sense, and the person he asked for identification was the young archaeologist who had visited Yongzao.

"This is a kind of Japanese clay doll. ... But why did the thief destroy it? It was stolen with great difficulty, so it should be well preserved." The police officer also thought the same, but he has a strong spirit of criminal investigation, so he naturally imagined whether the thief was brave enough to create himself?He always felt that Yongzao's statement was a little ambiguous. "It costs a total of one hundred thousand yuan. No one would destroy the collection by himself." The archaeologist laughed after hearing the police officer's reasoning. However, the archaeologist thought it was too incredible, and once met a senior, he told the story.

"I saw the fragments of the criminal police. It is a Stone Age puppet scattered in the Northeast. It is still a perfect one." This senior was also deeply surprised.The conversation ended with questions left between the two. However, the senior archaeologists accidentally remembered a past event.Twelve years ago, one of his colleagues went to a certain place in the northeast to excavate shell mounds, and he took his fiancée who was still studying there with him.The pair were found half-decomposed in the foothills nearby.The police concluded that a week had passed since his death.It has always been a mystery for what purpose the murderer killed the two men.There is a theory that due to the special location, the female student may have been attacked when she was alone, and her fiancé wanted to rescue her, but both were murdered in the end.The case hangs there and remains unsolved.The young man was an up-and-comer in the world of archaeology.To this day, when comrades gather together, they still make voices of regret.

The young archaeologist told the matter to the investigative police officer.The police officer then became suspicious of Tokimura Yuzo.It is not something normal people do to spend a huge sum of more than one million won to buy clay puppets and then destroy them all.The president of Sumwa Trading must have a strange feeling about the puppets psychologically, this is his speculation.He reported this idea to his superiors. One day, the police officer visited Yongzao and chatted for a while.The police officer took a piece of colored paper and said that since he had made a friend, he asked him to inscribe a few words as a souvenir.

Yuzo Tokimura made an oversight.Twelve years ago, the police in the Northeast were not as bad as he imagined.They once took fingerprints from the backpacks of the young dead and photographed them for preservation.And the fingerprints on the colored paper fit it so readily, without any mistakes.