My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Nie Qiuning looked around, and finally saw Yang Feng here, and then quickly walked over and said, "Mr. Yang."

He is actually much older than Yang Feng.

Both are in their 60s.

But they respect Yang Feng very much.

In addition to Yang Feng's strength, it was also because Jin Changming treated Yang Feng as a friend before.

In terms of seniority, they are slightly younger.

"It seems that everyone is here."

Yang Feng smiled, looked at Birrell, and said, "How are the preparations?"

"Well, I just caught it."

Birrell suddenly smiled at this moment.

The sudden conversation between the two left everyone confused.

Especially Zhao Zhuwei looked at Yang Feng strangely and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Mr. Yang, what are you..."

Long Huailu also looked puzzled.

Yang Feng glanced around and said, "Don't you understand?"

"Yes, I..."

"But he understands."

Yang Feng suddenly looked at Zhang Qin, who had been silent at the back.

Zhang Qin was suddenly looked at by so many people, and his expression changed a little.

He quickly said: "Mr. Yang, you...what are you talking about? I don't understand you at all."

"Don't you understand? No one here will understand better than you."

Yang Feng squinted his eyes and continued: "I knew who you were from the moment you appeared backstage."

"I...I don't understand."

Zhang Qin was a little panicked and denied it.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Do you have to tell me for you?"

"If you want to accuse me wrongly, then just say it."

Zhang Qin turned his head.

The two seemed to be having some arguments.

At this time, even Long Huailu and Nie Qiuning were surprised and said: "Mr. Yang, we brought Zhang Qin from the capital. His level is very high. What on earth do you mean..."

"Marquis Birrell, please help me bring all the things and people out."

Yang Feng said to Birel.

Birrell smiled proudly and clapped his hands.

I saw five people being escorted in at the passage outside the door.

Among the five people, there were two masters of the marquis level. At this time, their heads were lowered and tied with special ropes.

Their appearance made Zhang Qin's calm expression completely panic.

"You! How could you do this!"

Zhang Qin looked at these five people.

Although they all had French faces, Zhang Qin recognized them at a glance.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Why, do you still want to fight to the end?"

"you you……"

Zhang Qin never thought that Yang Feng would catch these people.

The conversation between the two made other people next to them look at each other in confusion.

"Yang Feng, what's going on?"

Zhao Zhuwei had been following Yang Feng, but she didn't know that he had made arrangements the whole time.

Others were even more puzzled.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "This matter should start at the beginning of the auction."

"At the auction, I found that two items in succession were fakes. Although the workmanship was good, they were not top-notch. There is no need to swap fakes like that. It won't take long for an expert to see through them."

Yang Feng said and continued: "However, because the auction used pictures that were taken before and showed them with a projector, they had more details, and they were far away from the stage, so many people couldn't see the real ones clearly. appearance."

"In the background, the people responsible for the appraisal completed the last round of appraisal overnight and then went home."

When he said this, Zhao Zhuwei seemed to understand.

"You're saying that during this period, few professionals will be able to see those auction items anymore?"

Zhao Zhuwei asked.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "You are right, so someone transferred this thing. Am I right?"

He looked at Zhang Qin.

Zhang Qin turned his head nervously, not daring to look at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng smiled and said: "If there were no insiders, it would be impossible to control the time so accurately, and I am sure that the person responsible for the appraisal must be so knowledgeable."

"I seem to understand that they want to take advantage of this period to exchange the items without anyone recognizing them. Even after the auction is over, no one will know that the items are fakes."

Long Huailu said.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "You are right, but these things will be exposed sooner or later, so they decided to send people back to carry out so-called terrorist attacks. I think the purpose is to destroy those fakes, right?"

"you!"

"I took a look and found that there are more than a dozen fakes in total. After you come back and destroy these fakes this time, the boss will go through the subsequent destruction process, and no one will suspect that the items have been stolen."

Yang Feng looked at Zhang Qin and the remaining people.

Birrell snorted and said proudly: "But they didn't expect that Mr. Yang would directly see the authenticity of the antiques from such a long distance at the auction."

"Yes, from the moment he talked to me, I knew he was definitely trying to divert my attention. If I was in the background, their attack would not be successful."

Yang Feng squinted his eyes.

Zhang Qin turned his head and said: "I don't know what you are talking about. Those things are all genuine, not to mention that they are all burned now. How do you identify the authenticity from the black ashes?"

"idiot."

Yang Feng shook his head.

Birrell smiled proudly and said: "Your helpers were caught outside the door. They are here to show you and also to let them inform the people behind them."

"you!"

"I have just found the signal base station for making calls. It is located in the north of Bacheng. People should be there by now."

Biler told Yang Feng about the results of the investigation.

The two of them had already arranged things in just a few glances.

Zhang Qin would never have imagined that his own plan would be so seamless.

Someone could actually see through it.

"The auction will continue after the items are recovered."

Yang Feng looked at the time and said, "It's time for me to go."

He just saw a familiar figure outside.

After Yang Feng left the matter to Birrell, Zhao Zhuwei followed him out of the auditorium door.

At this time, at the door, there was indeed a person waiting here.

This person is actually Sein Fei who should be in China.

"Mr. Yang has busted a criminal gang, congratulations."

Seinfeld smiled.

Yang Feng looked at him and said, "You are here too. It seems that this matter is not that simple."

"I'm here for the auction."

"Really? With such complicated operations, they clearly don't want anyone to know that they stole the auction items. Otherwise, they would have exploded during the theft yesterday, so there is no need to bother."

Yang Feng stared at Song Fei and said, "Could there be any secrets in these auction items?"