Wild Explorer

Chapter 2575 I Want A Lawyer

At a quarter past two in the afternoon, an auction was going on in the Good Auction House in Shenzhen City.

Shown on the booth is a Qing Dynasty landscape painting.

"750,000," the auctioneer said with the gavel, "is there any price increase? 750,000 for the first time...oh...800,000...is there any more?"

On the bidding seat, a man in a blue suit raised a sign and said: "1 million!"

"Well, this courageous gentleman bid 1 million, 1 million for the first time, 1 million for the second time," the auctioneer shouted, "1 million for the third time, the deal!"

With the hammer sound, the man in the blue suit successfully took the landscape painting.

He raised the corners of his mouth, smiled slightly, and then turned his attention to the next lot.

As a result, at this moment, his assistant suddenly appeared next to him, and whispered a few words from his ear, the man in the blue suit looked down, and then he had to leave.

After walking out of the auction hall, under the guidance of his assistant, he went straight to the VIP lounge next to him.

In the lounge, Miao Ying, Cui Lizhu, Wu Xiumin, and several Yunzhou agents in plain clothes were there.

"Why..." The man in the blue suit sighed and said unhappily, "Can't wait until the auction is over?"

"Mr. Bao," Miao Ying said decently, "there are two other lots with a starting price of less than 500,000. Presumably, you can't get Mr. Bao's eyesight?"

"This..." The person called Mr. Bao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and asked, sitting on the sofa next to him, "Excuse me, police officers, what can I do for you?

"Wow..." He saw that Miao Ying, Cui Lizhu and Wu Xiumin were all policewomen, and immediately showed a surprised expression.

"Your name is Bao Yucheng," Miao Ying said, "That Baoyicheng is..."

"My cousin," the person replied straightforwardly, "he works in an airline, why... You came here to find me, is it related to my cousin? Nothing happened to him, right?"

"Mr. Bao," said Miao Ying, "we are here this time for Zhang Qile's case, and we want to consult you about something."

"Oh... Zhang Qile!" Bao Yucheng said, "It's a pity for the great painter..."

"We heard," Miao Ying asked straightforwardly, "Zhang Qile once painted a painting of a red bathtub case. You bought that painting, didn't you?"

"Yes," Bao Yucheng nodded, "For many years, for a long time, I have talked about it!"

"Oh?" Miao Ying asked hurriedly, "because of what are you talking about?"

"My vision?" Bao Yucheng said, "At that time, I saw that Miss Zhang Qile had talent.

"I bought several of her works for 200,000 yuan. In just a few years, these paintings have been worth tens of millions. You said, why don't I talk about them?"

"I want to know," Miao Ying asked, "Is the red bathtub painting by Zhang Qile still in your hands? Can we see it?"

"Well... this..." Bao Yucheng thought for a while, and said, "The painting is in my house, you can go and see it anytime...

"But... why do I suddenly feel that you guys are not good?"

"Mr. Bao likes to use idioms," Miao Ying said, "Don't get me wrong, we just want to investigate the truth, and hope you can cooperate with us!"

"Cooperation is natural, but...this case..." Bao Yucheng asked alertly, "is it related to that painting? This..."

"Don't be nervous," Miao Ying said, "I want to ask, what's your personal relationship with Miss Zhang Qile?"

"Miss Zhang...Um..." Bao Yucheng said, "Since buying her paintings a few years ago, she has contacted me many times through a relationship. Generally speaking, the relationship is not bad!

"In the past few years, we have eaten several times, and I have seen her painting exhibitions and recommended her in magazines. That's it..."

"Then..." Miao Ying asked again, "Do you know that Miss Zhang Qile and your cousin Bao Yicheng have an ambiguous relationship?"

"I know, I heard a little bit, it should be just rumors!" Bao Yucheng said, "There are wives in one city, and I hope that all police officers will raise their hands high!"

"During this period..." Miao Ying asked again, "Have you bought Zhang Qile's paintings again?"

"No..." Bao Yucheng replied affirmatively, "Her later paintings are all too utilitarian. To be honest, I really don't like her hype mode!

"When a painter only pays attention to how to pack and sell himself, he has already lost his artistic vitality!"

"Then... ask you a personal question?" Miao Ying said, "Seven years ago, Zhang Qile was just a student who just graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. Why did you spend so much money to buy all of her paintings?"

"Haha, many people have asked me about this question," Bao Yucheng said with a faint smile, "If I say that there is no reason, I am afraid that many people will not believe it, but really, there is really no reason, just like it! "

"Like..." Miao Ying put a smile away, and asked very seriously, "Do you really like the red bathtub!?"

"You..." Bao Yucheng felt Miao Ying's dazzling gaze, and his expression changed. "You are suspicious of these words!"

As soon as this statement came out, Bao Yucheng's assistant immediately stepped forward to ask for instructions: "Mr. Bao, do you want to call your lawyer over?"

"No," Bao Yucheng said, waving his hand, "I haven't done anything wrong, what's the lawyer?

"This police officer, you are right. The reason why I bought Zhang Qile's painting was because I fell in love with this red bathtub. I think Zhang Qile painted very well and has a strong sense of realism!

"After a while, you will see that painting and you will appreciate it," Bao Yucheng said. "There is an oppressive beauty in the painting. This is the perfect interpretation of the Morgan School. Seeing that painting, You can even smell the blood..."

When speaking, Bao Yucheng seemed to be immersed in it, always closing his eyes.

"As a...a Yunzhou native, I naturally know the case of the red bathtub~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Bao Yucheng said, "Ms. Zhang Qile's ability to draw such a realistic effect is really rare.

"Moreover, from the perspective of values, that painting definitely has room for appreciation. As long as it is properly hyped, it may be able to sell for a higher price in the future!"

"Hey, let's be honest..." Cui Lizhu murmured, "Now that I have got my wish, Zhang Qile is dead, can't this painting be sold for a high price?"

"This..." Bao Yucheng opened his eyes suddenly and said with trembling lips, "I...I didn't mean that! I mean, no one in Yunzhou dared to paint a red bathtub, so many people died, so ominous!

"Also, if the victim's family knows about it, they will definitely come out to protest. In this way, the painting is quite valuable! I...I didn't say Zhang Qile's death...this..."

At this time, Bao Yucheng finally realized that he had tripped himself, and he was depressed and anxious.

"Mr. Bao," his assistant was more anxious, he said while holding the phone, "I think, let's contact your lawyer as soon as possible!!"

(End of this chapter)