"The next thing to be photographed is the 'Qing Qianlong Yangcai Icing on the Wanshou Ruyi Gourd Vase'. This porcelain from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty in China was the pinnacle of porcelain making technology at that time. It was a royal item manufactured by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It was flowed out of China after the Gengzi War in 1900.

, a product similar to this was auctioned in Hong Kong a few months ago for US$17.3 million." The auctioneer scanned the audience and said, "The starting price is US$9 million, please bid now."

This is the sixth item to be auctioned today, and the starting price has risen from the initial 200,000 to 9 million. Mo Qianye has not raised his placard because he has no regard for these priceless antiques. On the contrary, Angers raised his placard himself.

In the photo of "Nanyang Dushan Jade Vairocana Buddha with his hands hanging down and the big jade sea", he was sitting in the VIP seat in front, holding up a placard and whispering to the beautiful young woman next to him, looking very happy and contented.

The sign in Mo Qianye's hand is No. 09, which corresponds to his birthday. Apart from the fact that the participants are all mixed races, there is nothing special about this auction. For this bidding, Mo Qianye did not prepare much

It can even be said that he does not need cash anymore. As long as there is a POS machine, a Citibank Black Gold Card can solve all problems!

"23.1 million once!"

"23.1 million twice! Last chance, please bid quickly."

"23.1 million three times! Deal!" The auctioneer hammered down.

The whole audience burst into polite applause. The sale of this lot was a beautiful ending. It was listed at the end of the catalog and was the finale of the day.

"The following will be the special part of the day, as always, 'unexpected encounter'." The auctioneer smiled.

"This is an extraordinary lot. All the auctioneers were shocked when they saw it. It is very beautiful and is the pinnacle of handicrafts. But unfortunately, we don't know its heritage or even its age. We only know its name.

, so we cannot set a suitable starting price for it. With the permission of the seller, this will be our rare zero starting price auction, and the increase in price can be one dollar each time." The auctioneer raised a finger,

"Don't miss this rare opportunity, it's only...one dollar!"

There was some commotion in the venue. This was a new thing and aroused everyone's curiosity. The auctioneer was very satisfied with the atmosphere and the first step of marketing was successful.

He slowly opened the lid of the box, with a mysterious allure in his voice, "Mythical weapon... alchemy sword - Huiyue!"

The white-gold light reflected from the glass display cabinet. Mo Qianye breathed quickly after seeing the things inside the display cabinet. He had been waiting for so long just for this moment today!

"Excellent craftsmanship, well-preserved, and the edge is as sharp as a new knife. The shape imitates the Chinese Miao knife, and is made of meteorite iron with memory metal function..." The auctioneer said.

lotus.

At the same time, the assistants performed on the stage how to cut cucumbers with sharp knives, try to cut rolled bamboo mats, cut iron nails and iron pieces, etc... Maybe the auction house was suffering from the fact that it couldn't explain the origin of this thing, so it could only show its sharpness. This

Mo Qianye was familiar with the routine. Domestic TV shopping channels promoted whitening or weight loss products with this force.

"Sorry, let me borrow it." Seeing that his target had appeared and it was his turn to play, Mo Qianye got up and pretended to go to the bathroom, but in fact he was going to prepare makeup.

Leave the emergency exit on the left side of the theater, pass two intersections and turn left. There is a restroom at the end. Mo Qianye turns around and walks into the men's restroom and walks straight to the last cubicle with an outage sign.

He reached out and pulled the drawstring stuck to the back of the door, and the door lock was unlocked. Mo Qianye stepped on the white porcelain toilet and opened the upper vent, and took out a pack of travel bags inside.

Opening the zipper, there was a fake face inside. The simulated human skin made of polyethylene was almost the same as real skin. Mo Qianye put the human skin mask on his head, then put on a wig, and took it out from the travel bag.

He picked up a UMP9 submachine gun and two grenades and hung them on his waist. Then he carried the submachine gun in his travel bag and rushed directly into the auction site.

"Ms. No. 88, 300,000 a time!" The auctioneer raised his hammer happily.

"350,000." The person holding the sign this time was sitting in the VIP seat.

"400,000!" Someone followed up, and the VIP customers raised their placards, which aroused the atmosphere in the venue.

Suddenly, the safety exit next to the theater was kicked open from the outside. A masked man with stockings on his head and a submachine gun in his hand broke in. As soon as he came in, without saying a word, he pointed the submachine gun at the top of the crowd.

He fired, and then spoke Russian-style English and told them not to move. Whoever moves will die! How dare the guests participating in the auction dare to move. One by two, they shrank into the gap between the seats and squatted.

Not daring to show his head on the ground, even Ange was frightened by Mo Qianye's attitude, and he pretended to be scared and hid in order not to be exposed.

The masked man threw the travel bag on the stage, pointed a gun at the host's head and ordered him to put the glass display cabinet into the travel bag. The host tremblingly carefully lifted the display cabinet and put it into the travel bag.

Inside, he also helped zipper the zipper, and then slowly retreated to the corner.

Finally, the masked man held a gun in one hand and a travel bag in the other, and left the venue through the original emergency exit like a robber who had just robbed a bank.

After such a bad robbery happened, the person in charge of Sotheby's Auction House quickly came out to apologize to the guests. At this time, Mo Qianye, who had changed his clothes and sneaked back into the guests' room, was following the frightened people with an angry look on his face.

The guests were questioning the person in charge, as if he was also a victim, and finally succeeded in getting him to offer all the items in the auction at half price, that is, the items that were originally purchased for 1 million now only cost 50.

Just 10,000 will be enough.

Afterwards, Sotheby's Auction House did not call the police because they knew that 40% of the goods they auctioned this time were contraband. If they called the police, the police would not seize the auction house immediately, but arrest the auction house's people first.

The person in charge. So this time, the robbery incident directed and performed by Mo Qianye, Sotheby's Auction House had no choice but to hold its nose and admit it. It also improved the security level of the venue and increased the number of armed guards at the venue to prevent this kind of incident from happening again.

Happened again.

"Hahaha, I got Huiyue back without spending a penny. I'm really a genius!"

Recalling the embarrassment of the person in charge of the auction house who had been apologizing just now, Mo Qianye, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the Maserati, laughed until his belly was about to burst. He grabbed Huiyue and immediately tied it with his belt.

Tied to his waist, the suit was one size too big to cover up the marks that appeared when he carried Huiyue. Then he put his crime tools into a garbage bag and threw them down through the bathroom vent. Under the vent

Facing a trash can, the travel bag containing the human skin mask and submachine gun fell directly into the trash can. In half an hour, the garbage truck of the cleaners will come and take away all the garbage, and the evidence will disappear!

Even if the auction house later uses facial recognition technology to find the prisoner, it will be of no use, because the prisoner who committed this case does not exist at all. Even using the camera to identify the iris is useless, because Mo Qianye’s eyes have never been seen from the beginning to the end.

He had never looked directly at the camera. He walked into the venue with his eyes closed, and then left with his eyes closed. If he could be identified in this way, Mo Qianye had no choice but to recognize him.

"Damn Mo Qianye, I spent a whole ten million to get his guy back from the Yangtze River, and he dared to play tricks on me!"

"If it hadn't been for the boss's order to retrieve it, I would have let that junk sink in the Yangtze River and continue to rust!"

On the other side, Mai Jutoku, who had just returned to the hotel, heard potato chip girl Su Enxi scolding Mo Qianye from a distance before she even entered the door. Needless to say, she must have been complaining about the robbery just now.

Not only Jiude Mai, but also Su Enxi knew that the masked robber who robbed was actually Mo Qianye pretending to be a robber, but his actions were completely beyond the calculation range of her Yanling. Tianyan. Because under Su Enxi's

In the plan, Mo Qianye should be there to fight for the price with Mai Shutoku, who was made up as a Japanese woman. It would be best to fight the price to 100 million so that she could earn 90 million before returning the knife.

But who knew that he had underestimated the bottom line of Mo Qianye's character. No matter how despicable a trick this guy used to achieve his goal, he would dare to use it! Now, the knife returned to its owner, but he wasted it in vain.
Chapter completed!