[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Bruce couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at this somewhat alienated but wanton lady. Diana smiled subtly and interestingly.

When Bruce turned his head, he accidentally saw the oil painting "Girl in the Rapeseed Field" next to them. The bright light in the center reflects the light of a modern chemical adhesive.

Clark and Diana followed Bruce's line of sight, and both of them frowned slightly.

Officer Callahan, who walked in after him, saw that the attention of the three men was focused on the oil painting, and he also looked over.But with all due respect to Kate, she knew it was an oil painting—a very beautiful oil painting, and she didn't have any additional information other than that.

Bruce looked sideways at Diana, although he was sure that it was a well-made fake, but he still said to Diana in a very uncertain tone: "Diana, take a look, this painting, I always find it a bit awkward."

Leonard, who was standing beside Kate, walked over quickly when he heard the words, he seemed a little anxious: "Don't be kidding, Mr. Wayne, Diana, is this painting... is it real?"

Diana didn't answer, but Leonard felt uneasy when he saw Diana's slightly frowned eyebrows. Diana walked to the oil painting. She twisted the magnifying glass hanging on her chest and carefully looked at the brush strokes on the oil painting. She carefully examines the brushwork and method of oil painting.

Clark stood behind Diana, and he looked at the painting with bated breath. He followed Bruce's line of sight and saw the reflection of the chemical adhesive between the frame and the back panel. He didn't have Bruce's appreciation for antiques. , he could only be sure that there was something wrong with the painting.

But Clark stood behind Diana and looked at the painting. He noticed that on the brown ridge of the rapeseed field in the picture, there was a fine hair of a brush mixed into the paint. It can be seen clearly that this is khaki nylon wool.

A khaki nylon hair was stained on a supposedly Renaissance oil painting—it was probably a forgery.

Clark walked to the workbench, and he took tweezers and a small transparent plate from the workbench. Diana also saw the shedding hair of this oil paint brush. As soon as she looked up, she saw that Clark had sent the tweezers to At Diana's hand, Diana's eyes hooked Clark's smiling face, and she seemed to casually glance at the frowning playboy.

The antique appraiser pursed her lips and looked away. She watched the pair of friends who cared about each other with great interest, but her movements were cautious and meticulous. She slowly picked out the fallen brush hair and put it on the tray. superior.Then Diana raised the magnifying glass in her hand and looked at it seriously.

"How is it, Diana?" Leonard asked anxiously.

"Fake." Diana's answer was very curt.

Leonard cursed: "Damn it." Leonard took a deep breath and finally calmed down.

Then she explained: "This "Girl in the Rapeseed Field" is the early work of the Italian painter Carnegie Camp during the Renaissance. The person who imitated this painting is very skilled. It is very delicate, and this person copied it very well, but after all, it is different from the original work in terms of strokes and brushwork."

"Besides, this brush hair is khaki nylon hair," Diana said, "If you need more detailed identification standards, I can apply for a qualified appraisal agency to appraise the pigments of oil paintings, but I believe that, The pigments used in this oil painting must be the creations of modern industry."

"I knew it!" Leonard muttered angrily.

Kate heard what he said, and immediately asked: "What do you know, Mr. Leonard?"

Leonard sighed deeply, and said: "I was just skeptical before, I suspected that someone in the company replaced the auction item that was authenticated as genuine and sent it to the auction, and they sold the fake item through the auction house, and then sold it in a foreign auction house. The underground auction house re-auctioned the genuine product and earned double the money."

"Do you have proof?" Kate pressed.

"I just heard people say it from the gossip," Leonard replied: "The goods sent by the auction house were photographed by someone in the underground auction in Mexico, and the one photographed by that person is the real one. But The person who changed the lot in the company was very skilled, or the person he hired to forge the lot was very skilled, so I invited Diana to appraise the lot before the auction."

Diana nodded when she heard the conversation between Kate and Leonard.

Kate continued to ask, "Do you have anyone you suspect, Mr. Leonard?"

"Yes..." Leonard glanced at Bruce, Clark, and Diana who were standing beside them with their hands in their pockets, and said, "Let me speak, Agent Callaghan. After all, I have no evidence..."

"I have installed a monitoring system with absolutely no dead ends in the auction venue, and I have installed X-ray machines at the exit of the vault and the venue, and sent a supervisor I absolutely trust to manage the monitoring, but so far, the monitoring team has not found anyone who can Painting stolen from the vault."

That is to say, the real painting is still in the auction venue.

Bruce glanced sideways at Clark, this reasoning that could almost be blurted out, this person hadn't thought of it yet, maybe seeing the little bit of disgust in Bruce's eyes, Clark thought about it.It took 0.01 second for the super brain to finally stop his best friend from reminding him that he couldn't help it.

At this time, Clark inadvertently glanced at the painting "The Girl in the Rapeseed Field" with his perspective eyes, and he made a nasal sound of "Huh", and Clark said: "I suddenly had an idea, I need a A carving knife." Bruce looked at him, and the man's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

But Clark saw a word in this person's eyes - "stupid", were all the reasoning "games" played in childhood for nothing?

From Diana's angle, she could clearly see the eye contact between the two. She looked at the subtle and interesting way of getting along with the two with great interest, but asked, "What's wrong?" Clark's clairvoyant eyes made him very It is clearly seen that under the frame of this painting, there is another painting that overlaps with this painting.

The other painting is almost identical to the fake above.

Immediately afterwards, Diana and Kate also thought of this possibility—Leonard said that the painting was authenticated as genuine and shipped to the auction house, but the surveillance video showed that no one had shipped the painting out of the venue. Then the real painting is in the venue.

Clark took out a pair of blue latex gloves from his pants pocket and put them on. He grabbed the picture frame with one hand, held the bottom of the oil painting frame, and looked at the sides of the frame and the back panel. "Look, there are signs of chemical adhesive sticking between the picture frame and the back panel." Clark took the carving knife from Kate and asked Leonard, "Can you open it?"

"Go ahead." Leonard believed in Diana's ability. If Diana said the painting was fake, the painting must be fake.

Kate walked to the workbench, she picked up a sharp-edged carving knife, handed it to Clark, and asked, "So the painting is behind the fake painting?" Kate paused: "Wait, the person who changed the oil painting Since it is possible to disassemble the picture frame in the venue and place the fake painting in front of the real one, why didn't that person exchange the real painting after the oil painting was auctioned and when the lot was delivered to the buyer at the venue?"

"I can explain this," Leonard said: "Before each auction, our auction house will send high-resolution photos of the items to the buyers participating in the auction the night before the auction. And when the items arrive at the auction The photo shoot will be completed when it is ready, and the person who changed the oil painting should be worried that after the buyer receives the goods, if they compare the photos of the real product with the fake one, things will be exposed.”

"So that's how it is." Kate understood, and she said, "That is to say, this person completed the exchange between the real product and the fake one before you took the photo." The photo sent to the buyer was a fake one. What the buyer got was also a fake.

"Then I'll open it." Clark said, and Leonard nodded.

Clark inadvertently glanced at Bruce, and the two felt that they probably had the same plan in mind.

Clark put the oil painting on the display stand, holding the top of the oil painting frame with his left hand, holding the carving knife with his right hand, and following the glued gap between the picture frame and the backboard, with skillful fingertips, the carving knife slipped to one side, and Clark turned Pass the picture frame, stroke across the four sides in turn, and finally, Clark stuck the carving knife between the gaps, and held the carving knife inward with his middle finger.

There was a crisp "click" sound between the picture frame and the backboard, and the picture frame and backboard were separated, and at the moment of separation, an oil canvas painted with oil paintings with cut edges slipped out .It was another picture of "Girl in the Rapeseed Blossom Field". Diana had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and stretched out her hand to support the oil canvas that had slipped out of the frame.

Clark put the counterfeit and the picture frame next to the display stand, and Diana put the oil painting that might be the real one on the display stand. Diana picked up the magnifying glass hanging on her chest again, and carefully appraised it. After a long time, Diana said firmly: "This is the real thing."

Leonard, who had been tense all the time, let out a long sigh of relief, and he said, "Thank God! Oh, no, thank you, you...Mr. Kent, Agent Callahan, Mr. Wayne, my dear Diana ...I almost want to throw away this fake painting!" Leonard said very excitedly: "Thank you so much, you have saved me at least a few million dollars in losses."

Kate stared at the fake painting leaning on the display shelf, and a reasoning slowly took shape in her mind.

Obviously, in order to unobtrusively exchange the real painting for a fake in the auction house's vault, the person must be an internal employee of the auction house, most likely Leonard's personal assistant, the murder victim Don.

Now that the case is very clear, the person who murdered Dawn may be because of the uneven distribution of spoils between the two, or it may be because Leonard's investigation caused conflicts between them.However, one thing is undeniable, Dawn was killed, and it is impossible for the person who killed him to let the real product hidden behind the fake slip out of his hands for nothing.

So, Kate said, "Mr. Leonard, is there something I want to ask you?"

"Please say, if I can, I will do my best." Leonard responded.

"I hope that the auction of "Girl in the Rapeseed Field" will continue," Kate said. "The murderer will definitely come to pick up this fake, and the only way for this person to get the real thing is to sell the collection after the auction is over." From the vault to the buyer, this is his last chance."

Kate said: "As long as the FBI is properly arranged, we can find the murderer of Dawn and remove a nail from the auction house for you."

Leonard raised his hand, he squeezed his chin, thought for a moment, "I'm sorry, I can't promise you." Kate was stunned, Leonard threw a sharp question, he asked: "Callaghan Detective, how can you be sure that the murderer of Donne must be an insider of our auction house? If he is an outsider, he has already given up on getting this oil painting?"

"Of course, when the time comes, we will deliver the real product to the buyer, but how can I explain to my client that the oil painting he received is completely different from the original photo?" Leonard said very principled: "I I am the director of Gunther Auction House, and when I know this painting is a fake, I will not conduct an auction that may damage the reputation of our auction house."

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you." Leonard said sincerely.

"Then..." Kate swallowed the saliva in her mouth and said, "Okay then, I'm sorry, I was reckless."

At this time, Clark had some appreciation for the shrewd businessman in front of him. He glanced at Bruce's silent expression, and said, "I have an idea." Kate and Leonard looked over, and Diana leaned on him. Looking at the shelf of the display stand, she loves to see the playboy in front of her who can't help being concerned and depressed, Clark continued: "The auction house will continue the auction of "Girl in the Rapeseed Field", and I will ensure that this lot will not be auctioned." Other customers took pictures."

"That's not good," Kate said subconsciously, "This troubles Mr. Wayne."

Bruce raised his eyebrows and said, "Clark didn't bother me."

As soon as the question mark on Kate's forehead popped up, she saw Karak put his hand on Bruce's shoulder, and the man said casually, "What are you doing Bruce, the estimated price of this painting is only more than 400 million."

Just over 400 million.

Only a million.

Only.

Kate felt dizzy inexplicably, and Clark asked Leonard, "In this way, I guarantee with my personal financial resources that I will not let Gunther's auction house suffer reputational damage, is that okay, Mr. Leonard?"

Leonard naturally wouldn't object, he said, "Of course, no problem."

At this time, Clark's cell phone rang. He took out the cell phone and saw the contact on the screen of the cell phone—Tony Stark. Clark connected the call. Clark's cell phone was an ordinary smartphone, and there was no bat The anti-leakage function that Xia needs, all the people around can hear the accusations coming from the phone.

Clark heard Tony's angry accusations on the phone: "Clark Kent, are you human? Ah, I gave you a banquet, you drank my wine, you lived in my rented house, and you enjoyed what I paid for. For the service of money, you have filled me to the brim! And what about me..."

"When I woke up, both of you were gone, and the waiter in the mansion was gone! Even the dog was gone!"

Tony said angrily: "I even had to drive 10 minutes to buy a pathetic bread, a loaf, and it's not freshly baked! Where are you two, you two idiots, let that bastard Bruce Answer the phone! I saw the location of the two of you, so forget about the two of you leaving, we are still together!"

Tony, who was well-educated, had very little curse vocabulary, which sounded so childish and cute.

"I'm sorry, Tony," Clark apologized very sincerely. "Today is Monday, and I have to go to work. And when I left, the waiters were still busy. I didn't know they didn't prepare breakfast for you."

Tony on the other end of the phone paused, he took a breath, and then continued: "Let that idiot answer the phone, that idiot's phone is on silent, and he can't get in just by hacking the phone!"

Tony couldn't hack into Bruce's phone with a mobile phone program alone. He felt that even with a computer, it would take some effort to hack into Bruce's phone—but he didn't care about it.

Bruce took out his mobile phone, and he saw 36 missed calls during the call, all marked as Tony Stark.

Clark took the phone away from his ear and handed it to Bruce, who said, "Hello, I'm the bastard you're looking for."

Tony couldn't help laughing, he cleared his throat, and said, "Apologize, bastard!"

"I'm sorry, Tony, I made an appointment with the director of the auction house, and I came to the auction house to look at the collection," Bruce apologized very sincerely: "When I left, you slept soundly, and I couldn't bear to wake you up."

Listening to the very sincere apology over there, Tony's anger was extinguished for some reason. One left very early, and the other didn't want to wake him up. He paused for a second, and the man said willfully: " I will take a picture of what you want to buy, and I will never let it fall into your hands."

Clark was all smiles, and he heard Bruce say: "You said, don't go back on your word."

"I still don't believe it, what kind of treasure can't I buy?"

Clark laughed, Bruce took the phone away, and Tony shouted on the phone: "Why are you laughing, Clark, I haven't forgiven you yet!"

Clark leaned his head over and said, "I'll treat you to dinner. You can eat whatever you want, and I can eat whatever you want!"

"You?" Tony scolded back: "What delicious food do you have, you have muscles, you have to cook too much wood, you have to fry them too old, and it's against the law to cut your meat! I've located your location, wait for me there!"

"Crack", the man hung up the phone aggressively.

As soon as Clark turned his head, he saw Kate standing aside, covering her forehead, trembling with laughter.In the end, Agent Callaghan finally held back her smile, and she said, "You guys go to dinner, I will stay and talk to Mr. Leonard about the details of tomorrow's operation, and say hello to Mr. Stark for me."

Bruce looked sideways at Diana and asked, "Diana, shall we go together?"

The lady in the white dress smiled slightly, and lifted her hanging hair with her backhand. She walked towards Bruce, "No," she leaned into Bruce's ear, "I'm not yours, Bruce, don't miss what you want. Yes." Bruce's hands hanging around his waist couldn't help but tighten, and he couldn't say a word.

Diana straightened up, and said in a mischievous tone: "Goodbye." At the end, she blinked playfully: "The contract I signed with Mr. Leonard is to appraise all the items before the auction. There is no room."

"Then let's go first." Clark said to the three.

Clark and Bruce walked out side by side, and Diana listened to Clark joking to Bruce: "Look, I just said Diana is special." The other person didn't make a sound.

"Oh poof." Diana grinned.