Lord Inspector robs money and sex

Mystery man

If it is really a ghost bottle beauty tears, this matter will be difficult to handle.

The blue-and-white porcelain vase of the official kiln of the Tang Dynasty was painted with underglaze color. It was originally a beautiful woman in Tsing Yi, but for some reason, from the moment this jade bottle came out of the kiln, the beautiful woman in Tsing Yi turned into a graceful beauty in a red wedding robe.

Tears sometimes ooze from the eyes of the beautiful woman on the bottle, hence the name Beauty Tears.

But whenever the son of a rich family gets a porcelain vase, he can always hear beautiful women crying.

Within three days, he will be insane, and he will pay homage to the beauty in the bottle.

Afterwards, these people disappeared, so they were called "Ghost Bottle Beauty Tears".

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, during the Anshi Rebellion, the tears of Guiping Beauty also disappeared, and there were no more rumors.

Now it has disappeared for more than 1000 years and reappeared, which is not easy to deal with.

"Where's the vase?" I hurriedly asked Mr. He.

"After Detective Jiang's son disappeared, I called the police. When I turned around, the kung fu vase disappeared, but there was a red invitation card on the ground..."

"What about the invitation?"

Mr. He took out a red invitation card full of ancient charm from his pocket, which carried a faint fragrance.

Opening the invitation, it turned out to be an underground auction organized by No.1 Leng Mojiao of the Yese family.

This woman never gives face to anyone, only money.

He is ruthless and unkind, but has a face like the favored son of heaven, commonly known as a delicate devil.

I closed the invitation, squinted my eyes, and opened my mouth, "Give me 2000 million."

Mr. He was surprised.

I went on to say: "If you want your son, you must find the bottle. The bottle is at this auction. The auction will start at 11 o'clock tonight. There is no one hundred million. How can you get the bottle from Leng Mojiao's hands?"

Mr. He suddenly understood, got up and said to me: "I will prepare 2 million immediately, and go to the auction with Detective Jiang."

More than an hour later, we came to the auction site, and the auction had already started.

"Thirty-one million times!"

"Three thousand and eight million times!"

"Three thousand and five million times! Deal!"

"The next thing to be auctioned is the most amazing treasure in this auction. The blue and white porcelain bottle of the official kiln of the Tang Dynasty has tears of beauty, and the underglaze color is colored. It is the only blue and white porcelain bottle among all blue and white porcelain bottles. The red blue and white porcelain vase, the corners of the eyes of the beautiful women in the painting will ooze tears from time to time, hence the name "Beauty Tears."

I stared intently, waiting for the tears of beauty to appear.

I saw that the host of the auction site waved his hand, and a beautiful woman put the jade purification bottle on the stage.

Under the effect of the light, the blue and white porcelain beauty tears are pure and flawless, embellished with blue patterns.

And on the body of the bottle is a beautiful woman in a big red wedding gown, with a rosy face, but a crystal clear teardrop falls on her cheek.

Looking from a distance, the beauty on this bottle seems to be alive, as if it will jump out of the bottle in the next second, that kind of beauty is suffocating.

Immediately, everyone in the audience was silent, and they held their breaths to listen to the host on the stage who would say the starting price next.

It really is a ghost bottle of beauty's tears!In my eyes, the bottle body is very ghostly, exuding thick black smoke, full of resentment.

How could there be such a heavy resentment.

Wen Ting, "The auction starts now, the starting price is 1000 million!"

Long Ya immediately raised his placard and shouted the price: "2000 million!"

Then those who followed suit swarmed up.

"2100 million!"

"2500 million!"

"2900 million!"

"Uh..." These people bid so hard that I felt my flesh hurt.

But at this moment, a man suddenly sat beside me. The man held a virtual ghost watch in his hand, the size of a palm, with eight corners and six lines. The hands on the watch were shaking irregularly.

The man raised his sign, "[-] million!"

At the same time, he smiled maliciously at me and asked, "Sir, you said, you deserve to die a long time ago? Why don't you die after living for more than 100 years?"