"You fart! I tell you, it's best to pay attention to what you say. I stole it from which eye you saw? A joke! You're welcome to me? Don't ask where this is? Do you think it's at the foot of your Changbai Mountain?" Wushuang glared at Nalan Hong, but this guy was too tall and he could only look up to him.

"Wushuang, it's useless to say more. Do you dare to confront me in the surveillance room? I want to call out the surveillance video!" Nalan Hong reached out and pulled his wrist.

Although Nalan Hong is a trainer, Wushuang is not easy to mess with. The descendants of the thief have practiced not the basic method of fast eyes and quick hands. He is just like a loach. As soon as Nalan Hong's big hand touched his wrist, Wushuang's wrist shook upwards, and bypassed his big hand and directly grabbed his wrist. This move is the prototype of a misfire hand. Although it is not as powerful as a misfire hand, if it is used on ordinary people, he grinned his teeth and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

But Nalan Hong's face did not change her expression and simply thrust her wrists upwards, confronting Wushuang. The two of them were so competitive that they didn't let go.

"Okay, okay, you two, you both calm down. If you lose your baby, you will be anxious, right? Let's go to the monitoring room to see the records under infrared. Please give me a face and stop for the time being?" Director Lu persuaded several times, and other city leaders were also persuading, and the two young people let go of each other at the same time.

In the mid-to-late 1990s, the security measures of Christie's Auction House in France were advanced around the world. The monitoring used by people was infrared. Even in the dark environment, infrared surveillance can still clearly see the every move of everyone in the auction hall.

The person in charge of Christie's auction was frightened. That Eye of Heaven is a national treasure worth nine digits! If something is lost, it will be a big deal. Not to mention him, now the city leaders and provincial leaders, who are not in their throats?

Lan Caidie and Bai Su are still fighting like a dream. They can find a chance to fight for 300 rounds, but regardless of whether the Eye of Heaven is thrown away or not, they wish they could die now.

In the monitoring room, Director Lu called out all the screen records within half an hour. In the picture, a camera was aimed at the platform on the first floor, and the Oriental Pearl was shooting dazzling colors under the dark light.

"Slow down!" Nalan Hong ordered.

The staff slowed the player four times. As time passed, the only light bulb on the booth broke, and the picture captured the light bulb that seemed to have been shattered by someone who deliberately threw a small stone.

"Referring to the accuracy of the pharaoh, he is a professional." Wushuang judged.

"Slow down!" Nalan Hong ordered.

The playback software only supports slowing down by eight times, and has been adjusted to the limit. It should be enough. No matter how fast an ordinary person moves, slowing down by eight times will definitely reveal flaws, unless he knows magic.

Everyone stared at the screen intently, hoping to catch even a wisp of dust falling on the ground.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a black shadow on the screen swaying past the screen like the speed of light. It just flew over the heavens on the platform, and the baby disappeared after the black shadow.

"Quick! Can you slow down any longer?" Wushuang asked.

"No, our software can only support eight times the speed." said the technician.

At that time, eight times playback was already the limit. Do you think, in the mid-1990s, most people might not even know what computers were. How powerful can computer playback in the world?

"Print every frame of the captured image according to the speed of sound!" Wushuang ordered.

After a while, a stack of A4 color pictures were continuously printed out from the printer. Nalan Hong and Wushuang carefully checked each one to see clearly what the black shadow was. But that guy was too fast, and the impact recorded by the infrared camera was all distorted. Each color picture had less than 3 frames, and it was a vague black shadow, and nothing could be seen.

"Hiss..." Wushuang smashed his mouth and said nothing, thinking, could it be him? This black shadow is exactly the same as the strange beast he raised. Apart from the thing he raised, there is probably no other creature in the world that can be so fast.

"Hmm? Could it be..." Nalan Hong's fox eyes rolled twice, as if he had guessed something.

Wushuang hugged her shoulders and looked at him sneered. He now knew who was messing around.

"Director Lu, Wushuang, please tell your subordinates to remove the security." Nalan Hong said.

"Oh, Master Nalan, what's wrong? Didn't you even shout at me just now? Is it calm now?" Wushuang was aggressive.

"Sorry, brother, I, Nalan, just now, judged a gentleman with a villain's heart. I apologize to you. Don't pursue this matter, just pretend that it has not happened." The nine-digit treasure was lost out of thin air, and in Nalan Hong's eyes, he seemed to have lost 80 cents.

The French representative yelled around and didn't know what he said. He didn't lose Nalan Hong's thing, so of course he was not in a hurry, but he couldn't let it go because the huge losses were too great.

"Let the translator tell him that the auction price of Eye of Heaven is 80 million rb. I am willing to pay him a double price, even if I, Nalan Hong, end up with Eye of Heaven! If he doesn't agree, then I can't do anything about it." Nalan Hong handed Wushuang a cigarette and took the initiative to light it for him, even if he apologized.

"Rich rich, let's be friends..." Wushuang's face changed so quickly. After a while, he joked with Nalan Hong with a smile.

"Stop messing around with me, Nalan Hong, isn't a blind man. I have heard that you have inherited the throne of the leader of the thief at a young age. Your Dong family is well-off and is the leading family in Changchun. Are you going to kill someone Nalan?" Then he turned around and called his followers. He waved his hand and said eight zeros. He tore off and didn't look at him. The representative of the party directly threw it to the ground with a very disdainful expression. In his eyes, this treasure called Eye of Heaven was originally from the Yehe family.

Of course, Christie's was happy. Those who were willing to pay this price to buy the Eye of Heaven, and the whole country could count by counting it with their fingers. The highest auction price obtained in this China tour exhibition was less than nine digits, so Christie's was definitely happy to trade with Nalan Hong at this price. Anyway, he lost it, so it was his business whether he could recover it. He immediately owed Nalan Hong's assistant a contract for the Chinese auction and had a happy check. It was really a pie that fell from the sky.

"Caidie, Grandpa San, come back!" Wushuang shouted downstairs.

"Hmph! You're lucky by bitch!" Lan Caidie was pulled back by Ma Fuxiang.
Chapter completed!