Chapter 572 Mr. Dingyang

Big event!

The Royal Ontario Museum in Toronto was hit by a terrorist bombing.

The reporter immediately felt that the live broadcast of the report began, and then the police arrived one after another and began to control the scene.

Evacuate the crowd, close the museum, and conduct a more careful investigation of other places in the museum to see if there are other explosives.

At this time, the curator of the museum called the police to the Toronto police chief who came, "Mr. Chief, not only the explosion, but also all the collections in one of our exhibition halls were stolen."

The director was taken aback for a moment, he thought it was a simple terrorist attack, but now it seems that this case is not simple, it may be a premeditated robbery.

After careful investigation again, the internal video was retrieved, the criminal investigators analyzed it, and finally concluded that it was indeed a robbery case.

The explosives are just some deflagration materials. It is scary to watch the flames soaring into the sky and the thick smoke billowing, but they don't have much explosive power.

In the video, a man smashed the camera in the "Taoist" exhibition hall with a gun, and then more than 200 exhibits in the exhibition hall were lost.

What is puzzling is how those robbers transported so many collections away in such a short period of time.

They have searched the entire exhibition hall, and there is absolutely no hiding inside. Could it be that there are insiders helping to rob, this is everyone's first reaction, and it is also the most normal reaction.

In the case analysis room of the police station,

There was a photo of a bald middle-aged man on the TV screen, and a criminal officer pointed to the screen and said: "According to our investigation, this man did the crime. The video shows that he put things in several trash cans, probably Remote bomb."

"Then he came to the "Taoist" exhibition hall and put on a mask and hat, but the shape of the clothes showed that it was still him. Then he entered the exhibition hall and shot four cameras with a pistol, all of which were hit by one shot, indicating that this person The shooting level is very high."

"After he blew up the camera, about a minute and a half later, look here, there were two explosions in the museum again, and then this person took the opportunity to rush out and mixed with the crowd out of the exhibition hall together."

"In the end, the footage of this person appeared in the parking lot, and then disappeared. The camera did not track other situations."

The director frowned as he listened to the report, and after he finished listening, he asked, "What I want to know now is, where did those antiques go? In a minute and a half, he can only take away one or two cultural relics at most. It doesn’t look like something holding a big bag, but what about those collections.”

"According to the curator, each of the three bronze statues weighed more than 300 pounds, and the colored portrait also weighed more than 200 pounds. Other books and cultural relics needed to be carried by a small truck. Where are they? went?"

The sheriff spread his hands, "We haven't figured it out yet, Chief."

The director said with some annoyance: "Then what did you find out!"

"It's not that there is no progress. Do you still remember the threatening phone call to the mayor's office yesterday? We checked the nearby cameras and found this middle-aged man, so we have reason to suspect that the threatening phone call It is very likely that this middle-aged man also played, we can start investigating from this aspect."

"Then go investigate, investigate quickly, the whole world is watching this case now, our Toronto is famous, but it's not a good reputation." The director shouted loudly.

Afterwards, the police throughout Toronto received a photo of a "middle-aged man with a round face and a bald head wearing glasses". They searched the whole city according to the map, and compared them at stations, hotels, and airports.

Well, let them find it.

As for Jiang Hao at this time, he went to Niagara Falls. The east side of the waterfall is in the United States, and the west side is in Canada. The main waterfall is in Canada, which is the best place to watch the waterfall. It's one o'clock.

The huge water rushes down the cliff with the force of the Milky Way, and the rumbling sound can be heard several miles away. The scene is majestic and breathtaking.

The next day, Jiang Hao came to the Ed Mawish Theater to listen to the opera. Toronto is a famous theater capital. The Ed Mawish Theater, with its strong classical flavor, keeps performing various repertoires in rotation, no less than Broadway-style luxury performances. .

Sitting in the opera house, Jiang Hao suddenly thought of the scene of watching an opera for the first time. He accompanied Marlena to Catania, Sicily for shopping, and then the two watched the opera, and Jiang Hao fell asleep watching it.

At that time, he really didn't know how to appreciate it. Now that he has studied opera, he enjoys watching it quietly and interestingly.

Maybe the next time we go to Marlena, the two of us can have a better discussion about the opera, and then watch a performance at the opera house together, and Jiang Hao can even sing a classic opera to Marlena. It is estimated that Marlena will definitely With a shocked expression.

The police in Toronto are constantly busy, tracking down the bald middle-aged man, but they don't know the real thief but play around leisurely.

As the old saying goes: one vigorous effort, then it declines, and three times it exhausts.

When no clues were found at the beginning, the efforts of the investigation would gradually weaken, and people's nerves would relax. A few days later, Jiang Hao arrived at Toronto Airport with his passport.

At the security checkpoint, the security personnel looked at Jiang Hao and asked, "What are you going to do in Hong Kong?"

"travel."

"Why go from Toronto."

"I spent some time in Toronto a few days ago, and suddenly wanted to visit Hong Kong, so I bought a plane ticket." Jiang Hao said.

The security inspector took another look at Jiang Hao, picked up the stamp and slapped it on the passport. Jiang Hao took the passport and the ticket and entered the boarding gate.

More than ten hours later, Jiang Hao arrived in Hong Kong. He did not stay in Hong Kong for too long. Jiang Hao changed planes and went to China. Two days later, the bearded Jiang Hao came to Maoshan with sunglasses and a bag on his back.

He is too familiar with this place.

Familiar mountain paths, familiar gazebos, familiar Taoist temples, and even some trees are exactly the same as the real world, but the people here are completely different.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Hao also confirmed one thing, that is, this place and the real world are not in the same time and space at all.

Jiang Hao asked to see the master, who was an old Taoist named Xiangyun, whose seniority was different from that of Maoshan in Jiang Hao's time and space.

When Jiang Hao saw the old Taoist, he gave an authentic Taoist hand salute. The old Taoist looked at Jiang Hao and asked, "I don't know which family's Taoist it is. What can I do with the old Taoist?"

How to say?

Could it be that he is also from Maoshan? It doesn't make sense.

"My ancestors were born in Maoshan, and I am also in the Maoshan lineage. My Dharma name is Dingyang. I came here this time to give something to the Taoist temple." Jiang Hao said vaguely.

"Oh, what is it?"

"Sanqing Daoist Statues, Celestial Master Dharma Statues, Talisman Letters, Song Dynasty Daoist Books, etc." Jiang Hao said, taking out a few books from his backpack and handing them to the old Taoist.

When the old Taoist saw those Taoist scriptures, he immediately became energetic. He held the Taoist scriptures and looked at them. After seeing them clearly, he said excitedly: "It is the Song Dynasty version of "The Seven Signs of Yunji", which is more precious than the collection in my opinion."

"More than that, I've left the rest at the foot of the mountain, please send someone to pick it up with me," Jiang Hao said.

"Ah, such a precious Taoist book, if it is lost, it would be a big mistake. I will send someone to fetch it for you." After a short time, the old Taoist called seven or eight Taoist priests. These people went down the mountain with Jiang Hao and came to The hotel where Jiang Hao stayed.

All the things Jiang Hao stole are here. When these people were admiring these treasures, Jiang Hao disappeared in a flash.

"Hey, where's that Dingyang fellow Taoist?"

"I was still here just now, I don't know where I went."

"What do we do now?"

The person in charge was named Cifeng, a disciple of the old Taoist Xiangyun, after thinking for a while, he said, "Move the things up the mountain first, and that fellow Taoist will show up."

Gilt bronze statues of the Three Qing Dynasties, seven-color ceramic statues of celestial masters, Taoist talismans, certificates, certificates, posts, announcements, verdicts, examinations, public inspections, certificates, confessions, account books and other documents. Daoist classic "Yunji Qizhu".

When Old Taoist Xiangyun saw these things, his beard trembled with excitement, "These are all treasures of my Taoist school, and each one is of great significance. By the way, where is that Dingyang fellow Taoist?"

Cifeng shook his head, "Take us to the hotel, and there's no one there."

Old Taoist Xiangyun pondered for a while, "Maybe there is something wrong, sort out the things first, check the details and make a book carefully, and if that Dingyang fellow Taoist comes, please invite me to see him immediately."

But after waiting for half a month, all the Taoist priests in Maoshan did not see the Dingyang Taoist friend coming. At this time, Maoshan also knew the origin of these cultural relics. This is an era of advanced information. This batch of cultural relics was lost by the Royal Ontario Museum in Toronto more than 20 days ago.

"Master, perhaps that fellow Daoist of Dingyang stole these cultural relics. After handing them over to us, he didn't want to show his figure, so he left quietly." Cifeng said.

Xiangyun old Taoist shook his head: "Remember, he didn't steal it. This is my Huaxia's treasure, my Taoist treasure. Those people stole it back then. Now Dingyang Daoist friends use the same method to get it back, but to welcome back to the Taoist ancestor heaven. Teacher, welcome, not steal."

Cifeng was slightly taken aback, "Master, I remember."

The old Taoist nodded, "These treasures should be hidden in the Taoist hall of the back mountain. The monks of the back mountain clean up every day to prevent the Taoist ancestors from being dusty. Worship the ancestors sooner or later, and the aura of the Taoist ancestors will reappear."

"Master, how is this recorded in the classics?"

The old Taoist thought for a while, and said: "Just record Mr. Dingyang welcoming back the Taoist statue of Sanqing, the statue of the Celestial Master, and the classics of Taoism, and don't remember the others."

"Sir? Master, is it appropriate to be called Mr.?"

"If you have merit, you can naturally be honored as Mr."

This Mr. is not Mr. That, Taoism also has the word "Sir", and addressing Mr. is also a respectful title, and there are real people, masters, and patriarchs above, and these can't be called casually.

After handing over this batch of cultural relics to Maoshan, Jiang Hao returned to the United States. After going back and forth for more than a month, it was considered a good harvest. Jiang Hao gave all the other things to Maoshan, leaving only the one Celestial Master Seal.

The seal of the first teacher has long been consecrated, and it can be used as soon as it is brought.

Back in the United States, he did not go back to New York, but came to Las Vegas again. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse were about to start their performance. Jiang Hao was going to see their wonderful performance with his own eyes.