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Chapter 1127 Big Case

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    Meng Zitao's explanation made the middle-aged man completely defeated. He hugged his head and cried: "Why am I so unlucky? I spent my life's savings to buy these five works, but I really don't have any of them. How can I  Tell me about it to my wife and son!¡±

    A grown man crying with tears and runny noses is really sad to hear, but the middle-aged man¡¯s behavior just now made everyone unable to sympathize with him.

    Meng Zitao's heart didn't waver at all. He knew this kind of person very well. The current result was entirely his own fault. If he hadn't been greedy for gain, how could he have suffered such a big loss?

    "Teacher Meng, I was wrong. Please help me. I spent a total of 1.2 million on these paintings. I don't want 1 million anymore. I only want 200,000. Please do me a favor and buy them."  ." The middle-aged man begged Meng Zitao, his face full of regret.

    "If I had known it now, why bother then?"

    Meng Zitao shook his head: "Sir, among your five paintings, only the last painting of mandarin ducks and lotus flowers is of some standard, but even so, I can't possibly buy it for 200,000 yuan. After all, it is a painting."  It¡¯s a forgery, and judging from the paper, it should only be a work in recent years. I don¡¯t even know who the author is, so how could I spend so much money to buy it?¡±

    The middle-aged man said anxiously: "Then I can make it cheaper, as long as one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand will be enough. A work that can catch your eye should be worth one hundred thousand, right?"

    Meng Zitao smiled: "Let me ask you, what can I do with it? Should I sell it to others? Sorry, I can't do it yet."

    "Teacher Meng, you have more ideas than I do. Maybe someone likes this painting. Please do me a favor and accept it."

    The middle-aged man kept begging Meng Zitao to buy the painting, which made Meng Zitao very impatient.

    "Thirty thousand, I only want this painting." Meng Zitao said.

    "Thirty thousand is too low"

    Before he could finish speaking, Meng Zitao interrupted: "If you don't want to sell it, find someone else."

    Meng Zitao¡¯s attitude was very firm and he would not let go of the price. The middle-aged man had no choice but to agree. It is always good to recover some losses.

    Meng Zitao took out 30,000 yuan in cash directly from his bag and handed it to the middle-aged man. After the other person counted it, he took the remaining things and left in despair.

    Next, after Meng Zitao helped appraise the remaining collections, a treasure appraisal meeting that started due to an accident ended.

    After that, Meng Zitao discussed the price with the owner of the collection he selected. The price he gave was relatively reasonable. Everyone believed in him and concluded the transaction happily.

    After solving these trivial matters, Meng Zitao picked up the old lady and her grandson, and then asked someone to take them to Lingshi so that he could treat the little boy.

    In the afternoon, Meng Zitao received a call, saying that he had completed the search of Qiu Deye's home and found many cultural relics, including several collections that had been reported lost by collectors, and a considerable number of cultural relics that had just been unearthed.  Now there is reason to believe that Qiu Deye should be a member of an antique criminal organization, and may be the core member who specializes in dealing with dirt.

    Meng Zitao didn¡¯t expect that such an unintentional move would actually catch such a big fish today, so he rushed to Qiu Deye¡¯s house.

    Walking into the room, Meng Zitao saw a dejected Qiu Deye.

    When Qiu Deye saw Meng Zitao, he opened his eyes angrily like the enemy who killed his father: "So it's you! I won't let you go!"

    ¡°Be honest!¡± the case handler nearby yelled angrily.

    "Really?" Meng Zitao laughed and asked the person next to him: "Team Qin, where are the things found in the search?"

    "Director Meng, everything is in the room next to it. I'll take you there." Captain Qin took Meng Zitao to the room next door.

    Hearing Captain Qin¡¯s name to Meng Zitao, Qiu Deye was very shocked. Isn¡¯t Meng Zitao the champion of the treasure appraisal competition?  Why is he the director?

    ¡°Obviously, Meng Zitao should have another identity, and it¡¯s not an ordinary identity.

    Qiu Deye felt a little uneasy when he thought about the threat he had just made to Meng Zitao.

    On the other side, Meng Zitao followed Captain Qin into the next room. He saw many antiques placed on the table and on the floor. They were all high-quality antiques from ancient times, and two of them were even national treasure-level cultural relics.

    Next, Meng Zitao began to identify the authenticity and valuation of these antiques, and asked the staff to record them.

    "A total of 86.53 million!" the staff said with some excitement.

    "What a big fish!" Captain Qin was also quite happy. Being able to handle such a big case was very important to him.It was like a pie falling from the sky, but he knew that all this was related to Meng Zitao, so he didn't take any credit.

    Meng Zitao smiled and said: "It is indeed a big fish, but we still have to find out whether this big fish only has so much 'food'."

    "Yes!" Captain Qin nodded in agreement. They did not bother to find these antiques. Based on his past experience, there are probably some treasures hidden in more secret places. This is why he did not take Qiu Deye away directly.  s reason.

    ¡°Let¡¯s go and have a ¡®talk¡¯ with Qiu Deye.¡±

    Meng Zitao walked out of the room and walked towards Qiu Deye with a smile.

    "MengMengTeacher Meng, what do you want to do?" Qiu Deye's nervous forehead was dripping with sweat.

    Meng Zitao had an animalistic smile on his face: "Qiu Deye, I want to talk to you alone, don't be nervous, let's go."

    "No, Teacher Meng, if you have something to say, please say it No, the police are killing people"

    Qiu Deye screamed and struggled desperately, but Meng Zitao still carried him into the house. A moment later, he was carried out like a dead fish. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his mouth opened and closed to gasp.  Sighing.

    Seeing this situation, the investigators in the room were very curious about what Meng Zitao had done to him.

    Meng Zitao ignored everyone¡¯s thoughts and walked to the Eight Immortals table in the hall, moved the Eight Immortals table to the side, and then knocked the floor tiles under the original table with his hand. As expected, the sound was hollow.

    Seeing this situation, the investigators didn¡¯t know what it meant. They quickly used tools to open the floor tiles, and a hole only one wide appeared in front of everyone.

    We first used some methods to test the environment below to see if there were any toxins, and then sent people into the basement.  Soon, news spread that the basement was not large, but there were more than a dozen antiques in it, and each of them looked valuable.

    With the cooperation, the antiques in the basement were carefully brought to the surface. Each piece can be regarded as a national treasure. The value of these antiques surprised Meng Zitao. It was calculated to exceed one billion.

    What surprised Meng Zitao even more was that he found a golden mirror in it, and the pattern on the back was Xuanwu.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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