When Shi Wenji saw Long Junchen move out of the MI6, he could only give in. After he finished speaking, he turned his head unhappily and walked towards the innermost room. Long Junchen looked at Shi Wenji's chubby back, and a sneer in his heart. A pair of gentle eyes gradually turned cold. He thought, if you want to deal with such profit-oriented people, you have to take advantage of them. They are unreasonable, and there are even more unreasonable than them.

Long Junchen followed Shi Wenji into the room. This not-so-small room was also filled with books. There were three sides of the four walls, with large bookshelf connected to the sky and the earth. There were a lot of books on it. There was no place to settle on the ground. Some of the fragments were still hanging miserably on the chandelier above their heads. The room was filled with a strange smell of bookish and musty smell. Of course, the bookish smell did not exist, but because there were too many books, the musty smell was real, because many books were already moldy.

Long Junchen frowned disgustedly. After he walked in, Shi Wenji did not greet Long Junchen, nor did he tell him what to do. He just walked to the bookshelf, shook his head, and pointed his fingers in the void, and muttered words in his mouth. Facing the vast sea of ​​books and the books that were piled up randomly in front of Long Junchen, Shi Wenji seemed to have his own method. He searched it carefully, and did not care what Long Junchen was doing.

"What do you want to show me?" Long Junchen saw that there was really no place to put his feet on, so he simply found a pile of books and sat down, with his hands on the back of his head, and watched with interest searching for Shi Wenji. The latter just buried his head and looked for books. While searching, he said, "I'm looking for files. Please wait for me a little, hiss, I remember it should be here."

When Long Junchen heard about the archives, his eyes immediately lit up. Archives are much more precious than books. Many times, people respect books very much but do not pay much attention to them. Most people will think archives are obscure, but if they really want to solve realistic problems, archives will definitely be more useful than books.

In the capital, many institutions are thrown away like garbage, whether it is moving, demolition, or war. Many confidential documents from ancient times were very valuable. As a result, when the war broke out, everyone thought about how to make more weapons, and no one cared about these files. As a result, the stars are scattered now, and no one cares about these files when they are useless. However, once professional knowledge is needed, such things will appear to be precious. Therefore, Long Junchen is increasingly feeling that the price Shi Wenji wants is indeed not an open robbery. After all, these things are only valuable once or twice. He collected so many, isn’t it just to do such a deal that can make a profit in one go? I have to say that although this kid is a little greedy, his market vision is still quite accurate.

Long Junchen nodded slightly, no longer disturbed him from finding books, closed his eyes and focused his mind, thinking about his own thoughts.

After about a stick of incense, Shi Wenji scratched his head for a long time, and finally slapped his forehead and suddenly fell to the top of a bookshelf. He jumped, stood on the bookshelf next to him, and then reached out to dig it out. Suddenly, a dust sounded, and a stack of things on it fell down.

There are calendars that have been covered with dust for many years, some pendants, black monuments, and even a newspaper with the date of marriage between the two families of Long and Feng, which made Long Junchen stunned and thought, why is it so coincidental? The newspaper that just now escaped marriage, plus this thing, this stone script, wouldn't have been intentional.

Shi Wenji didn't care about the shocked expression on Long Junchen's face. He jumped gently, jumped off the bookshelf, and landed lightly on the ground. He rummaged through the dusty debris for a long time, and coughed while searching. As the dust fluttered, he finally found a large kraft paper bag with the ancient handwriting on it engraved with the words "Top Secret".

This cowhide bag is a typical machine file bag, with a dark color and probably hasn't been opened for a long time. The word "confidential" on it reveals a very unreal true feeling. After all, Long Junchen works in MI6 and has been exposed to such documents on weekdays, so he can easily tell that the seals and pens on it are all real, and even with the paper simply, Long Junchen dares to assert that this is indeed the most confidential document in China.

I just don’t know how this thing fell into the hands of the person in front of me. If these things were obtained by some criminals or ill-gotten people, it would probably be a catastrophe!

Long Junchen's pupils shrank, and his heart thumped unnaturally. Because he had done too many dark things and because his worldview had become darker without realizing it because of his responsibilities. Therefore, Long Junchen felt that his plan would have changed. However, no strange look appeared on his face now. He just walked over to Shi Wenji, trying to reach out to take over the cowhide file in his hand.

However, Shi Wenji took the cowhide document directly behind him, and his eyes flashed with a ruthlessness, "I said, 20,000 taels of silver, one more cent or one less cent, it is impossible. Now, you either take the money or get out of here."

Shi Wenji's eyes were not good, but Long Junchen seemed to have not noticed it. A sharp light broke out from the corners of his eyes, and he stared straight at Shi Wenji opposite him.

He is in a dilemma now. It’s not that he is reluctant to give up the 20,000 taels of silver, but that the price is too outrageous. These documents are just to verify an undetermined conjecture. Besides, these things may not necessarily be able to find out the truth of the incident that year. All this is like a big bet.

Long Junchen narrowed his eyes, his eyes were not blinking, and his body was still approaching Shi Wenji, but something full of cold smell gradually became more in his eyes. When Shi Wenji saw this scene, he sniffed the slightly cool air at the tip of his nose, and a hint of panic appeared on his geometric face. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, as if he was out of his inner instinctive reaction to fear or crisis. Shi Wenji took out a black crossbow from somewhere. The crossbow was painted black and did not reflect much, and looked very evil. He raised the crossbow and faced Long Junchen opposite...
Chapter completed!