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317 Ming History Expert

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    Before leaving, I definitely wanted to say hello to Bailu Ji Kexin. Ji Kexin had nothing to say, but just said to be careful, knowing that he was with Lang Jianbai, so she didn't say much, but Bailu reacted violently.

    "What? You want to go, what about my things?"

    "It burned, it was burnt out last night, and it went into the sewer."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "Oh, alas, it's a pity, I spent so much effort to print it for you, you are so good, it's such a waste."  Bailu said with regret.

    "What's the pity? I finished reading it all. I didn't sleep all night last night. I burned one after watching it. I was so exhausted that I had to go to sleep on the plane."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "Finished? Swallow the jujube whole, that's it, that's it. I'll stay in Beijing for a while, and I can't leave Beijing. Take care of yourself."  Bailu said.

    "Understood, keep in touch, it is best to send me an email, mobile phones are too insecure".  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    Bai Lu understood what Mo Xiaoyu meant, and hung up without saying a word.

    Mo Xiaoyu slept all the way on the plane. On the one hand, he needs to meditate to recover his strength. On the other hand, he and Lang Jianbai really don¡¯t have much to talk about, and it¡¯s not suitable to talk about things on the plane. Who knows if he has any?  Being stared at?

    After leaving the airport, someone actually came to pick him up. Mo Xiaoyu didn't know that person, and neither did Lang Jianbai. He saw the three words Lang Jianbai written on the sign he was holding.

    "Teacher, what should I do? Whose?"

    Lang Jianbai had done too many things on his mind, and was very cautious. He didn't walk towards that person, but walked aside with Mo Xiaoyu, and then took out his mobile phone to contact Sir Alex. After making a call, he realized that it was  The man sent by the lord.

    The large business car is very comfortable. It¡¯s almost winter in Beijing, but Hong Kong is still very hot. Lang Jianbai didn¡¯t say a word, and Mo Xiaoyu naturally didn¡¯t say anything. It wasn¡¯t until the hotel where he was staying that Mo Xiaoyu told Lang Jianbai  "Why do I feel weird?"

    "What do you mean?" Lang Jianbai was stunned and asked.

    "I don't know, maybe Sir Alex knows more than us, it seems that there is trouble."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    After listening to Mo Xiaoyu's words, Lang Jianbai's complexion became even more ugly. Shopping malls are like battlefields, and the dirtiness and fierce competition in the art market are incomparable, so few people in this industry are good.

    Before the two of them sat down, the phone in the room rang. Lang Jianbai looked at it and connected it.  Xiaoyu went up, but he was impatient after hearing Sir Alex's tone, so he hung up the phone without daring to ask.

    "My lord let me go up, you wait here for me to come back."  Lang Jianbai said.

    "okay, I get it".  Mo Xiaoyu sent Lang Jianbai to the door, watched him get into the elevator, and then went back to the room.

    I wanted to lie down and sleep for a while, but I remembered the material that Bailu gave me, some methods of searching the room with cameras and bugs recorded in the secret agent question and answer, and I was idle, why not practice my hands?

    Lang Jianbai knocked on the door according to the room number given by the Sir. After a while, someone opened the door. Lang Jianbai had never seen a woman before, but he heard that the Sir was on the phone, so he followed the woman in.  .

    Sir Alex was on the phone, when he saw Lang Jianbai, he motioned for him to sit down first, and then continued on the phone.

    The tall woman poured Lang Jianbai a cup of tea, but Lang Jianbai didn't drink it, but looked at the woman in front of him casually, and saw that there was a woman's dress on the bed. Although it was not underwear, it was a woman's dress  Appearing on the lord's bed meant that this woman had an unusual relationship with the lord.

    Sir Sir finally finished the phone call, the smiling face just now no longer existed, waiting for it to be covered with frost, Lang Jianbai didn't know what happened to make him so unhappy.

    "My lord, what's the matter? What happened?" Lang Jianbai asked.

    "This time I'm in big trouble. That painting has been in operation for so long, and it's very likely that I won't be able to shoot it."  said his lordship.

    "Why? Where is the problem?" Lang Jianbai asked.

    "Our friend conveyed the opinion of the auction house to us, saying that this portrait appeared out of nowhere and had never been recorded in history. The Japanese experts who studied Ming history were the first to raise questions, but they were only in the preview.  At that time, he did not have any definite evidence, but this time he came to Hong Kong, I am afraid that something will go wrong."  The gentleman held a pipe, took a few puffs, and said.

    "Then what should we do? The Japanese are also involved, what do you mean?" Lang Jianbai asked with a frown.

    "The meaning is very simple, I just want to buy this painting, but the price is too high,??Since they came up with such a bad idea, you have to say that the shamelessness of the Japanese has no bottom line." Sir Alex said bitterly.

    "Then what should we do? Can I help you?" Lang Jianbai thought, since Sir Alexis came all the way to let him come here, he is not here to play, and something must be wrong.

    "What we have to deal with is not the Japanese, but the auction company. As long as the auction company agrees to the auction and proves that the painting is real, it is fine. But the problem now is that the experts of the auction company are also vague, so you have to think about it.  Find a way to see from what angle you can prove that the painting is real."

    "Does this need to be proved? It is true."  Lang Jianbai muttered something, also reminding the lord to be more careful when speaking.

    "I, I know, but you have to convince others, right?" Sir Ferguson also realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurried back to make amends.

    "I'll go back and look through the information, but it's hard to say whether ancient calligraphy and paintings were drawn by a painter at will or deliberately, and it's even more difficult to say that every painting is registered, even for the most meticulous historians.  It is also impossible to verify the existence or non-existence of every painting by a painter in history. If it shows up, it exists, but there are still many that have not shown up. Are there records in historians' books? Impossible, right?  "Lang Jianbai said.

    "Well, yes, what you said makes sense, but you need to be more tactful and find strong evidence. I don't know what evidence Little Japan got?" Sir Alex said naturally.

    "Let's have a look, I'll go back first."  Lang Jianbai said.

    When he returned to the room, he was almost dumbfounded. The room was clean, but it was turned into a mess by Mo Xiaoyu. He wanted to ask what was going on, but he saw Mo Xiaoyu shh  With a loud movement, he immediately understood that Mo Xiaoyu must have a reason for doing so.

    Lang Jianbai sat on the bed, and Mo Xiaoyu took a few things and put them in his palms. Lang Jianbai's head grew big all of a sudden. He had never seen them before, and he knew that these things might be bugs.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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