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Lu Tong saw it in the smoking room of the Hong Kong International Airport terminal. Browsing antique collection websites has become his professional habit for many years. Even after participating in the five-day spring auction, he was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, and he could still mechanically turn on his mobile phone and take a look. Its photo flashed across the lower right corner of a jade pendant page. Lu Tong's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately lost all sleep. He eagerly entered its pages. There are only three photos. One is a complete display of the outfit, one is a close-up of the flag, and the other is a riding crop and shovel-headed silver gun. But enough is enough. Ever since he could remember, his mother had taken it out of the large camphor wood box to dry it every year, and he was familiar with every detail of it. The seller's contact information was a WeChat ID. Lu Tong quickly added it and waited anxiously for confirmation.
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