National treasure

After dinner, Zhong Zhe went out as agreed. Cheng Ling had already changed into a white shirt and was standing quietly in the corridor waiting for him. For a moment, Zhong Zhe had a strange illusion. He remembered the French phrase "Déjàvu".

It couldn't be called "deja vu", it was as clear as the scene in memory - he walked out of the door, Cheng Ling was waiting outside, his eyes followed him, as if he had been waiting for centuries.

Zhong Zhe put aside the strange thoughts that came up, greeted him and walked over.

Cheng Ling looked at Zhong Zhe, he was already familiar with his slightly lowered head when he went out, with long eyelashes hanging down, and his expression was always a little careless.

When reaching out to close the door, Zhong Zhe would not turn his back to the person, but would go straight out, first smiled politely at Cheng Ling, then bowed slightly back, and closed the door with his backhand.

In this way, he is always toward him.

The door had been closed softly behind Zhong Zhe, and only then did he walk towards Cheng Ling with a straight posture.When passing by Cheng Ling, there was already a familiar fragrance of aftershave in the air.

Cheng Ling's professional habits make him always pay attention to details, almost no one can escape such detailed observation, but Zhong Zhe is an accident, the strict upbringing of his old family makes him a rare person who is perfect in details.

Cheng Ling quickly followed Zhong Zhe, trailing behind him on the left, as if that position had always been vacant, waiting for him to fill it.

They made their way down the corridor, into the elevator, and finally into the lobby.

From time to time along the way, you will meet the maid who cleans the room, then the waiter who takes the elevator together, and finally the manager on duty in the lobby who is patrolling. When everyone greets the two, they take them for granted. On the whole, they even regarded Cheng Ling as Zhong Zhe's subsidiary.

The lone wolf seemed to be Cheng Ling, who had been coming and going for a long time, unexpectedly, he didn't dislike such gazes.

In Zhong Zhe's memory, Peninsula's own boutique gallery has a good custom shop, he led Cheng Ling into the shop, unexpectedly the manager still remembered his name.

When it was time to introduce the owner of this time to the manager, Zhong Zhe suddenly realized that he hadn't remembered Cheng Ling's name when he was introduced for the first time.

After fooling around casually, when he left the store, Zhong Zhe immediately said, "I'm sorry, I don't remember the name you reported last night at all." He tried to explain the problem, "You used a fake name, right? I'm the same as you. The gentleman who got up who claimed to be surnamed Huang, is using the same name? Then what should I call you in front of others, privately? You probably can't tell me your real name?"

Cheng Ling looked at Zhong Zhe with very curious eyes, and decided to tell him his code name, "My operation code name is 'Wei', the guard's guard. The pseudonym is really not important. In this operation, the name used is Huang." Just. You can call me anything in private. There are discipline rules for real names, so you can’t say them.”

"Huang Gang always feels that it's not you. Can you call me anything in private?" A thought came to Zhong Zhe's mind, "Wei...David, David?"

"David, David." Cheng Ling tried to read, "There are domestic and foreign ones, so it's fine."

Three days later, the most important evening auction in the Asian auction market this season will be held.

That morning, Cheng Ling came to find Zhong Zhe as a routine. In two days, they studied the case separately, and spent a little more time every day to cross-analyze the data.

Cheng Ling has already laid a net on his end, and as soon as the auction is over, he will immediately follow the buyer to find clues.Whether the other party finds someone to take the auction, or waits for the real buyer to buy it before stealing from it, we can guarantee to catch up with the clues as soon as possible.

"I am inclined that the other party will give up participating in the auction directly." Zhong Zhe said his inference, "There are two reasons. One is that it can save a lot of money. The other is that there is no need to take risks to use people with connections, which will increase the chances of being auctioned." It is possible to find it. With these people's stealing ability, it is not difficult to snatch it from the real buyer."

Cheng Ling nodded, "I'm also inclined to this inference." He continued, "In this way, the difficulty of investigation will be greatly increased. First of all, the buyer's uncertainty, nationality and background are all unknown.

The second is the uncertainty of the modus operandi, how these people will get close to the buyer, whether they will steal it directly, or they will exchange the real and the fake, and keep all parties in the dark.

Finally, there is the uncertainty of time. With the Hetu in hand, the Luoshu in the hands of buyers is just something in their pockets, and they can take it away whenever they want. "

"This is indeed the most difficult." Zhong Zhe sighed, "There is only a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no one to prevent a thief for a thousand days. In this case, the time will be infinitely extended."

Leaving aside this difficulty for now, Zhong Zhe turned to bring up another line of investigation.

"Track money.

If it is not possible to trace the subsequent funds, it is possible to trace the prior funds.Even if the thieves will not personally participate in the auction of the tortoise shell, most of them will still attend the auction.The other party is likely to be more nervous than we are, and they will watch the lot to decide the hammer.I always feel like thieves don't let tortoiseshell out of their sight.

To enter the auction site, a deposit is required in advance. "

Cheng Ling quickly estimated, "This number is quite a lot."

"It doesn't need to be so large, it can be further narrowed, but this requires your help."

"How to do it?"

"This type of auction has a high bidding area, and the amount is 20% of the estimated value of the lot that the buyer intends to buy. I have heard that the minimum minimum deposit has been raised to 500 million US dollars this time, and the participants must provide documents , prove that you have at least 1000 million US dollars in assets, and you are eligible to get a high-value bidding card."

Cheng Ling got up and was about to notify the support team, while Zhong Zhe added behind him, "Pay special attention to customers who temporarily register with black cards within three days."

In the evening, Cheng Ling personally drove Zhong Zhe to the auction, so that they could continue discussing the case on the way.

He borrowed a silver Bentley from the garage and drove up the driveway to the hotel's main entrance.

The twilight is low, and the sky is colorful, like a huge oil painting.

The ancient building stood silently. Under the corridor of the hotel, Zhong Zhe was wearing a pure white dress and black tie, looking sideways.

Inside the car, Cheng Ling's eyes were fixed on the perfect profile.

At this moment, whether it is the magnificent classical buildings in the distance, the fountain in the vestibule square, or the hotel guests walking by in their clothes, they are all blurred out of focus.

All the light was gathered, and only the charming and shining man was left in sight.

When Cheng Ling stopped, Zhong Zhe went straight down the steps.The two female guests passed by his side, their bodies staggered, they still turned to look at him, their eyes were hot and unafraid.

With a smile on Zhong Zhe's face, he just didn't know.

He came to the car, hesitated for half a second, stretched out his hand to open the front door, and sat beside Cheng Ling.

When Zhong Zhe led Cheng Ling into the reception reception before the filming started, what he saw was completely different from the previous preview, where people were crowded and conversations were everywhere.

However, no one came to say hello to Zhong Zhe, and the people here seemed to know Zhong Zhe very little.

Cheng Ling felt strange.

A few minutes later, a conversation from Zuo Jin came to his ears. A young man in a suit was complaining to a middle-aged executive, "It's too difficult to get an invitation letter, and I'm not even eligible to pay a deposit." One, tell us small brokers how to live."

The middle-aged executive patted the young man on the shoulder, "You are talented in this line of work, and you have to accumulate contacts and customers slowly."

The young broker sighed, "I also want to find more clients, but if you look at the people in this room, how many clients are there? They are all peers competing for business."

"It's impossible." The supervisor also sighed, "It's not like we were at that time, and now less and less people come in person, and they are all on the phone and the Internet. You can keep your privacy without showing up, and you can sit at home and cross the border." Auctions in Europe, who would fly around in a plane without any problems?"

No wonder few collectors came to greet Zhong Zhe.

As time went on, the crowds became more and more crowded, so many that it was even difficult to walk through some places.Cheng Ling turned his eyes back to Zhong Zhe, and found that the expression he had in the elevator when he first saw him appeared on his face again.

He understood, and this time he quickly reached out to block the people around him for Zhong Zhe.

"Did you see anyone suspicious?" Zhong Zhe asked when Cheng Ling approached.

"not yet."

After a while, the door to the auction officially opened.

Everyone started to enter the arena one after another with number boards, and the telephone bidding areas on both sides of the auction site were already filled with agents and brokers of all levels.

The surrounding conversation gradually disappeared, and the atmosphere changed unconsciously.

On the empty field, Zhong Zhe, who was still lingering, looked dazzling, and a staff member stepped forward to ask if he needed help.

Do you have a broker or agent?

Have you registered yet?

Has the bidding card changed?

Zhong Zhe shook his head for all the questions.

Cheng Ling looked at him.

"I didn't plan to come to Hong Kong, but you brought me here three days ago." Zhong Zhe spread his hands.

Just as the staff members had no choice but to leave, they bumped into the director of the Asian region of the auction house. Before he could say hello, the other party hurried past him and walked towards Zhong Zhe.

"Mr. Zhong can come in person, it's too much face. I just found out when someone asked me if it was you. Why didn't I say it earlier, I must treat you to dinner."

During the warm greetings, Zhong Zhe walked straight through the auction site under the guidance of the director, the first row of seats had been reserved there, Zhong Zhe sat down, and soon, someone handed over the bidding number board.

On the long red board, the front and back are marked with a big word 1.

Everyone turned their gazes over. The default rules of the auction are that there are a few special number plates that are not included in the normal distribution process, such as No. 1, No. 8, No. 18, No. 88... These number plates belong to VVIP. And the owners of these numbers have not seen a real face for many years.

Now, the most eye-catching thing in the whole auction field is the No. 1 card.

Cheng Ling looked at Zhong Zhe, who always seemed to have a hard time keeping a low profile.

Zhong Zhe's gaze was on the front right corner, where a camera facing the audience was flashing red dots.He covered his face with a card, and suddenly leaned over and whispered to Cheng Ling: "I have an idea..."

After Cheng Ling listened, he looked at Zhong Zhe seriously, "Are you aware of the consequences of doing this? You know, you don't need to do this at all."

"Why, are you afraid that I don't have enough funds?" Zhong Zhe couldn't help joking.

"It's not about money at all." Cheng Ling frowned.

Zhong Zhe laughed nonchalantly, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cub. Instead of handing over your fate to others, it's better to take it and hold it in your own hands.

Next, just look at mine. "