At 2:15 p.m., there was an auction going on in Gude auction house in Shenzhen city.
Displayed on the booth is a landscape painting of the Qing Dynasty.
"750000," said the auctioneer with a mallet, "is there any increase? 750000 for the first time... Oh... 800000... Anything else? "
On the auction seat, a man in a blue suit raised a sign and said, "1 million!"
"Well, the bold gentleman bid 1 million, 1 million for the first time, 1 million for the second time," shouted the auctioneer. "1 million for the third time, deal!"
With the sound of the wooden mallet, the man in blue suit successfully photographed the landscape painting.
He raised his mouth, smiled slightly, and then turned his attention to the next auction.
As a result, at this time, his assistant suddenly appeared next to him and whispered a few words in his ear. The man in blue suit looked heavy, so he had to leave.
After walking out of the auction hall, under the guidance of his assistant, he went straight to the VIP lounge next to him.
In the lounge, Miao Ying, Cui Lizhu, Wu Xiumin in plain clothes and several agents from Yunzhou were all there.
"Why..." the man in blue suit sighed and said unhappily, "can't we wait until the auction is over?"
"Mr. Bao," said Miao Ying generously and appropriately, "there are two more auctions with a starting price of no more than 500000. Presumably, they can't get into Mr. Bao's eyes?"
"This..." the man called Mr. Bao was slightly stunned, then smiled, sat on the sofa next to him and asked, "excuse me, police officers, what can I do for you?
"Wow..." when he saw that Miao Ying, Cui Lizhu and Wu Xiumin were female policemen, he immediately showed a surprised expression.
"Your name is Bao Yucheng," said Miao Ying. "That Bao Yicheng is..."
"My cousin," the man replied bluntly, "he works in an airline. Why... Are you here to find me related to my cousin? Is nothing wrong with him? "
"Mr. Bao," Miao Ying said, "we're here for Zhang Qile's case and want to consult you about something."
"Oh... Zhang Qile!" Bao Yucheng said, "great painter, what a pity..."
"We heard," Miao Ying asked directly, "Zhang Qile once painted a painting of a red bathtub case. You bought it, didn't you?"
"Yes," Bao Yucheng nodded, "for many years, for a long time, I've talked about it with relish!"
"Oh?" Miao Ying hurriedly asked, "what are you talking about?"
"My eyes?" Bao Yucheng said, "at that time, I saw that Miss Zhang Qile had talent.
"When I first spent 200000 to buy several of her works, these paintings have been worth tens of millions in just a few years. Why don't I talk about them with relish?"
"I want to know," Miao Ying asked, "is the painting of the red bathtub painted by Zhang Qile still in your hand? Can we have a look? "
"HMM... well..." Bao Yucheng thought for a moment and said, "the painting is in my house. You can go and see it at any time
"But... Why do I suddenly feel that you are not good?"
"Mr. Bao likes to use idioms," Miao Ying said. "Don't get me wrong. We just want to investigate the truth and hope you can cooperate with us!"
"Cooperation is natural, but... This case..." Bao Yucheng asked alertly, "does it have anything to do with that painting? This... "
"Don't be nervous," Miao Ying said. "I want to ask, how is your personal relationship with Miss Zhang Qile?"
"Miss Zhang... Um..." Bao Yucheng said, "since she bought her paintings a few years ago, she has contacted me many times. Generally speaking, the relationship is pretty good!
"In recent years, we have had several meals. I also went to her painting exhibition and recommended her in magazines. That's all..."
"Well..." Miao Ying asked, "do you know that Miss Zhang Qile and your cousin Bao Yicheng have an affair?"
"Yes, I heard a little. It should be all gossip!" Bao Yucheng said, "if a city has a wife, I hope all police officers will raise your hand!"
"During this period..." Miao Ying asked, "have you bought Zhang Qile's paintings again?"
"No..." Bao Yucheng replied positively, "her later paintings are too utilitarian. To tell the truth, I don't like her hype mode!
"When a painter only focuses on how to package and sell himself, he has lost his artistic vitality!"
"Well... Let me ask you a personal question?" Miao Ying said, "seven years ago, Zhang Qile was just a student who had just graduated from the Academy of fine arts. Why did you spend so much money to buy all her paintings?"
"Ha ha, many people have asked me this question," Bao Yucheng said with a faint smile. "If I say there is no reason, I'm afraid many people don't believe it, but seriously, there is no reason, just like it!"
"Like..." Miao Ying put away her smile and asked very seriously, "do you particularly like that red bathtub!?"“ You... "Bao Yucheng felt Miao Ying's dazzling eyes and changed his face," your words are suspected of induction! " As soon as he said this, Bao Yucheng's assistant immediately asked for instructions: "Mr. Bao, do you want to call your lawyer?"“ No, "Bao Yucheng waved." I haven't done anything wrong. What's my name“ Officer, you're right. The reason why I bought Zhang Qile's painting was because I liked this red bathtub. I think Zhang Qile's painting is very good and has a strong sense of realism“ Later, when you see the painting, you will experience it, "Bao Yucheng said." there is a repressive beauty in the painting, which is the perfect interpretation of Morgan painting school. When you see the painting, you can even smell the smell of blood... "When talking, Bao Yucheng seemed to be immersed in it and always closed his eyes“ As... A native of Yunzhou, I naturally know about the red bathtub case, "Bao Yucheng said." it's really rare that Miss Zhang Qile can draw such realistic effects“ Moreover, from the perspective of values, there is absolutely room for appreciation of that painting. As long as it is properly hyped, it may be sold at a higher price in the future! "“ Hei hei, tell the truth... "Cui Lizhu murmured," now you have achieved your wish. Once Zhang Qile dies, you can't sell this painting to the sky high price? "“ This... "Bao Yucheng suddenly opened his eyes and said with trembling lips," I... I don't mean that! I mean, no one in Yunzhou dares to draw a red bathtub. So many people died. It's ominous“ In addition, if the family members of the victims know, they are bound to protest. In this way, the painting is quite valuable! I... I didn't say Zhang Qile's death... This... "At this time, Bao Yucheng finally realized that he had tripped himself, so he was depressed and anxious“ Mr. Bao, "what's more anxious is his assistant. He took the phone and said," I think we'd better contact your lawyer quickly!! " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.