2540: Storm

Storm

When Spat walked to one of the high golden chairs and sat down, Xia Jinyuan and the other three had already exchanged glances with each other.0

Although Lin Feng didn't introduce Spat's identity, as soon as Spat sat on the golden chair, they knew his sensitive identity without needing any introduction.

Lin Feng slowed down on purpose. The beautiful woman holding his arm should be sending the guests to their seats, so she left with a smile.

After she left, Lin Feng said in a soft voice, "Stand at the back. When you act, not all of you can leave. At most, only two can leave. Otherwise, it'll be too obvious."

They needed to make a move if they wanted to confirm if the four scientists were in the wooden cabinet.

Ye Jian and K7 were in charge of the operation. They would start when the lights dimmed.

Xia Jinyuan, Ye Jian, and Z7 sat down beside Lin Feng. Lin Feng lowered his head. "It's almost 10 pm. No big shots are coming. Tonight is probably a small-scale auction. There probably aren't many stolen goods, or maybe the items aren't expensive. We might be thinking too much."

"If it was a big auction, there'd be more people and the security would be tighter. There were many movements last month, and some foreigners came over. Without Spat around, I didn't even have the right to come in."

Lin Feng said that the scene wasn't big enough, but in Ye Jian's eyes, it was already very big. There were all kinds of people here.

At ten o'clock sharp, a white man in a suit walked down. Bang, bang, bang, bang… The gavel knocked on the table, reminding everyone that the auction had started.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Our auction officially begins today. I hope that you can bid as much as you want!" The white man's capable and loud voice sounded in the ears of every buyer in the auction house.

The entire venue fell silent in an instant. All the lights around them were extinguished, leaving only the bright and glaring lights on the auction platform.

The Caucasian man cleared his throat. His loud voice continued as he spoke in fluent Arabic, "Alright! Let's start with our first item today. This is a painting called 'Lida and the Swan'. I believe many people know the painter of this work. That's right! It's our great artist, Da Vinci."

After a pause, the Caucasian man continued, "I know. Some ladies and gentlemen might ask why this painting is here. Wasn't this painting lost? Yes, it is here! And I'm sure that this painting is the real thing!

"Now, the starting price of this painting is one million US dollars. The minimum increment is 200,000 US dollars! Gentlemen, think about it. If this is the real piece that was lost, its price will be much higher than one million US dollars! This is a good opportunity!"

"1.2 million!" The moment of silence was quickly broken. Auction houses were like casinos. In addition to needing large sums of money to support the bidding process, most of the time, it was also a matter of luck. The buyers of the auction houses were like groups of spendthrifts. They often fought over goods.

"1.4 million!"

"Two million!"

…

The bidding price kept increasing. In the end, it was sold for 3.5 million yuan to an unknown black man.

Ye Jian and K7 had left at some point in time. Even Lin Feng didn't notice their departure. When the four black burly men pushed out a huge iron cage covered with red corduroy, the entire audience let out sharp whistles.

"Red represents a woman. The item being auctioned next is a woman." Lin Feng tilted his head and said to Ye Jian. When he looked sideways… the special forces soldier who was initially sitting beside Ye Jian was now sitting beside him.

Ye Jian had already left.

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