Attacker is a fan

"You...just go out in this suit?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Jing Yang shook his head quickly: "No, no, let's go." If people outside saw this man's attire, they would inevitably have the same look, but since he is the owner of an antique shop, there is nothing wrong with dressing like this.

It's just that others don't know, so they will talk too much.

When they arrived at the police station, Ye Feng just repeated what he said just now, if they don't believe it, they can check it.

Jing Yang: "Mr. Nan, this matter is not over yet, please cooperate in the future."

"Well, I will, but I will go to Myanmar in a week, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?" The most important thing for a businessman is reputation. The stone betting exchange meeting has already been agreed, and the contract cannot be broken.

"Well, it doesn't matter."

The two exchanged a few words of pleasantries and Ye Feng drove away. Jing Yang rubbed his brows. This happened just a few days ago when Xiang Yang Middle School had a safety meeting.

The phone rang to think about it, and Jing Yang picked it up as soon as he saw the number: "What's wrong with the child? What?...Understood, negotiate and cooperate with the family members of the deceased to avoid trouble at school."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Yang sat on the steps. The stabbing force was so strong that the kidney was broken and he lost too much blood. The student couldn't be saved, and the child's parents rushed to the hospital. He could still hear it on the phone The cry over there.

Jing Yang has dealt with a lot of murder cases, but this time he is really worried. This student is called Zhang Rui, and his grades are the best in the class and even in the grade, but he is cowardly and not talkative, so he will be bullied by those people.

Jing Yang took out the cigarette in his pocket with one hand and put it on his mouth, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand to report to the old man. If he couldn't stop them, the old man had to be mentally prepared.

On the other hand, Ye Feng was also in a complicated mood, "checked his eyes", that person must be Su Yuan.

The complicated reason is not because of Su Yuan, but because of that student.

The alley was too dark, so there wasn't much time to check the wound, but the blood on the ground had already told Ye Feng that he couldn't save him.

On the second day, Ye Feng came to the antique shop early, thinking of coming over to take a look at the scene. Although he knew that the police had already investigated, he still wanted to come and take a look.

Unexpectedly, from a long distance, I saw two people waiting at the door of his antique shop.

Ye Feng trotted over quickly, and only then recognized Wu Da's Professor Zuo Chuan.

"Professor Zuo, why are you here? Why didn't you call me?" Ye Feng took out the key to open the door, and placed the wooden board on the steps.

The assistant pushed Zuo Chuan into the room with a wheelchair.

Zuo Chuan is the history professor of Wu Da. He has been to the store twice before, and even spent money to buy some gadgets to go back to do research.

Zuo Chuan: "Although it is summer, our Wu town is not that hot. I came here just to see if you have any good things worth buying recently. But Mr. Nan came earlier than before."

Ye Feng took out the latest good stuff and replied: "The professor doesn't know something. Someone died in the alley yesterday. He was a junior high school student. I was thinking of going over to take a look at the scene, but I saw you waiting here." Now, come here quickly."

As soon as Zuo Chuan heard that the deceased was a student, he slapped the table reflexively to stand up, only to realize that he couldn't stand up with his legs.

"Mr. Nan, why don't we go there together..." Before Zuo Chuan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Feng: "No need, Professor Zuo, the police should have already investigated, we little people should not If you get involved, you have to trust our people’s police.”

"Professor Zuo, I don't have much time today. The meeting is about to start." The assistant urged in a low voice.

Zuo Chuan looked at his watch, frowned, and said humbly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Nan, I'm afraid I let you take out the good things for nothing today. I still have a meeting, and I will taste it with you next time."

Ye Feng nodded, sent Zuo Chuan away, and began to wipe these antiques. This is Nan Ziqian's habit. Ye Feng is a lazy person and really doesn't want to move, but he feels uncomfortable all over if he doesn't wipe.

Ya's Nan Ziqian must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

【Just to cure your laziness. 】The system leisurely watched Ye Feng busy, gloating.

"Damn, killing zombies was very tiring in the last world, I just want to be a handsome man in peace."

Ye Feng specially bought books on stone gambling to read. Although the AI ​​promised to open a bug for him, he still needs to understand the technical terms.

"Er Gouzi, is your AI treating every host so well?"

【you guess. 】

"Wow, it seems that he only loves me deeply."

【.........】

A week later, Ye Feng went to Myanmar with President Jin.

After all, Mr. Jin is an expert, and he explained to Ye Feng the source of the gambling stone and the value of emerald.

Emeralds are mostly bright green, and the texture must be correct, the color must be pure, and the transparency must be high, so it is the best.

Moreover, there are many types of jadeite. The best jadeite is the glass type, followed by ice type, egg white type and so on.

"A layman looks at color, an insider looks at species. If Mr. Nan is really interested in this line of work, he has a lot to learn!" Mr. Jin's tone obviously felt that he was superior to others, even if he wasn't a master, he was better than a layman like Ye Feng. many.

Ye Feng didn't say much, just kept nodding.

When you arrive at the stone gambling venue, everyone has an invitation letter, and only with the invitation letter can you enter the venue.

Boss Jin got Ye Feng a copy of this invitation letter. Logically speaking, Ye Feng wanted to repay the favor, but this stone betting will end, and the person who returns the favor may be reversed.

Ye Feng showed the invitation letter in his hand, and as soon as he entered the venue, he saw a large stone in the center of the shopping mall, about two meters high, the size of three people's arms.

Mr. Jin saw Ye Feng looking at the stone and reminded him in a low voice: "This kind of stone is usually used by rich people to gamble."

Ye Feng nodded and looked around the environment of the trade fair. The stones sold by various jade companies were neatly placed on both sides, and there were nearly a thousand pieces. This was only the outfield. The quality of the stones in the infield was better, but the price would Raise it several times.

There will be a sign in front of each stone, indicating the manufacturer, price and other information. There will be special employees on both sides of each exhibition table, with straight suits and gloves, who should be responsible for cutting stones.

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