Because we reported it to the police in time, although the fire was huge, the antiques were not damaged much.

After the fire truck arrived, they first extinguished the fire, then began to count the antiques and took photos one by one, most of which were posted online.

The more valuable ones may have been shipped to the relevant departments long ago and will not be disclosed to the outside world.

The bodies buried under the murderous house were also made public.

Some media said that this was related to the massacre of a family of seven a few years ago, and fabricated the theory that the contractor's family was killed because of the theft of secret treasures, not a vendetta.

What's more, it means that the antiques in the treasure house were hidden by the contractor's boss at the construction site, and he was silenced because of his greed.

Various discussions and speculations filled the entire screen.

Rather than antiques, most netizens seemed to focus on the bodies of the family of seven.

Among them, there are also some mysterious remarks, which are true and false, false and true, and it is impossible to distinguish.

But the most important thing.

An anonymous person on the Internet broke the news that the antiques under the haunted house were hidden by an entrepreneur named Xiang Fengyu.

The antiques found in Boshan Village are also related to him.

This news, among many comments, is not considered popular.

It seems that the popularity was deliberately suppressed.

After I saw it, I couldn't help but sneer.

If the Northern Camel Demon were in front of me right now.

I will definitely ask him: Shit is here, are you ready to eat it?

But unfortunately, there is no such opportunity.

But I guess now he has used his connections to suppress the news.

Antiques have always been quite popular.

The reason is not complicated. It is just like buying a lottery ticket. Those thousands or even hundreds of millions of winners are like precious antiques.

It's really rare.

It's enough to attract a lot of people's attention.

If the Northern Camel Devil extinguishes this fire, he must try his best to find a scapegoat, suppress the heat, or even pay a price to sever the relationship.

No matter what he does, it's a result I'm happy to see.

With a good mood, I was about to buy some fruit and go to the hospital to visit Tang Qianwu and others, but I received a call.

It's the official number calling.

My whole body was tense and my heart was beating rapidly.

Could it be because of the haunted house thing?

Still feeling nervous, I pressed the connect button.

"Hello?"

"Hello, I am a student of Lingda Feng Shui Department. My name is Yang Chengye, right?"

I was silent for two seconds before responding: "Yes, it's me."

"Okay, then you have found the right person. Come over to the Xingye Road Branch. Two of your classmates were drunk and causing trouble. They were unconscious and asked you to come over and solve the problem."

Getting drunk and causing trouble?

I breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became nervous again: "Okay, I'll come over now."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, I immediately took a taxi to the Xingye Road branch.

This place is near Lingda. It took me ten minutes to reach my destination.

As soon as I walked into the hall, I saw a familiar figure, who turned out to be Tang Qianwu's sister, Tang Qianye.

It was this person who came to arrest Sister Meier. She acted impartially. I didn't have a good impression of her. I didn't expect to bump into her here.

In front of her were Brother Jie and Fatty Dong who were handcuffed on a chair. They had bruises and swollen faces, smelled of alcohol, and looked like they had been beaten.

I hesitated for a moment, touched my face to make sure that the disguise had not disappeared, and then walked up: "Brother Jie, fat man! What's going on?"

The two of them looked at me in confusion.

Tang Qianye on the side immediately stopped in front of me and looked him up and down: "Are you their classmate? I tell you, we are in big trouble."

I frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tang Qianye said coldly: "The two of them fought in someone else's chess and card room and ruined the place. They have to pay a lot of money!"

I wondered: "There is no problem in losing money, they are not short of money."

Tang Qianye sneered: "Are you not short of money? Do you know how much compensation you have to pay?"

I asked: "How much?"

Tang Qianye stretched out a finger.

I said, "One million?"

Tang Qianye said coldly: "Ten times, ten million!"

I froze on the spot: "If you smashed a chess and card room, can you compensate me 10 million? Isn't this blackmail?"

Tang Qianye raised his eyebrows and showed his iconic expression again: "The compensation is not for the chess and card room, but for the two antiques in the chess and card room!"

"Experts have already done the valuation in the chess and card room, and the appraisal certificates have been sent to us!"

"I'll show it to you!"

Finished.

She hurried back and took out the appraisal certificate with the official seal.

I frowned and took it to take a look.

The appraisal report is very professional, from the appearance and size to the color of the glaze, and even the carbon 14 test results are written on it.

In recent years, the antique industry has developed rapidly, and due to the Internet, a number of treasure appraisal companies have emerged with the slogan of "professional and scientific". They specialize in identifying treasures on poles across the country.

Regardless of official kilns or private kilns, whether genuine or fake goods, whether you are heirlooms or picking up leaks, there is no charge, just to accumulate fame.

Some brave people can even make a bid on the spot and buy it back regardless of whether it is real or fake.

The rise of this model, like a wave, quickly swept through the entire antique industry, thus stealing the jobs of many older generation treasure appraisers, and was scolded as "smashing the kiln".

But that's only on the surface.

Under the dark side, in places like the ghost market, any reputable treasure appraiser will always get a steady stream of business.

There is no other reason. No matter how powerful your technology is, it cannot compare to the expertise of a master who has been eyeing for decades and has seen countless genuine and fake products.

People rely on this bowl of rice to survive in the world.

The real ability to identify treasures cannot be learned through technology.

Down to a subtle difference, a difference in glaze color.

If you are an official of a dynasty, you can tell the craftsmanship of folk kilns and the level of the dynasty at a glance.

It's just that because of the information age, people are more willing to believe in well-founded proofs than to listen to the experiences of their elders.

It's like this treasure appraisal book in my hand.

Issued by a certain technology treasure appraisal company.

The identification result is true.

Appraisal valuation: 10.5 million.

There is also a line of small words below, which states "This institution is legally responsible for the results of the treasure appraisal. If there are any errors, you can apply for compensation."

The items to be appraised were a pair of Daoguang official kiln Sanyang Kaitai porcelain vases.

It also has double elephant ears.

This thing was auctioned in the capital two years ago. I remember it very clearly. The price at that time was about 5.23 million.

If you add a pair together, it's 10 million.

The pictures on the appraisal book are not color prints, and there are only four of them. I can't guess whether they are genuine or not, but the value is indeed this value.

I looked at Tang Qianye: "How to deal with it?"

Tang Qianye said calmly: "We are only responsible for mediating things that involve economics. The people from the chess and card room will be here soon."

"Specifically, you talk to them."

"But let me tell you in advance, if you don't pay compensation, they will definitely sue you, and we will have to take action and detain you because you damaged other people's property."

I nodded and looked at the appraisal certificate in my hand again.
Chapter completed!