Before the police leader arrived, the Arab man in his thirties had already said goodbye and left, walked quickly past Ye Tian and them, and blended into the crowd.

Seeing this situation, the police leader did not catch up, but picked up the walkie-talkie to inform his subordinates, stared closely at the Arab man of unknown origin, and came to Ye Tian.

"Mr. Steven, who is that Arab man who just left? Is there anything he is looking for you? Can you tell us?"

The police leader asked in a low voice and looked at the Arab man's back again.

"Officer Carr, I don't know exactly who that Arab man is, but since we came to the Berlin Wall flea market, the guy has been following us and changing his outfit several times.

I was very curious about the meaning of that guy's intention, so I asked my subordinates to call the other party over and talk to that guy for a few words, if you want to know the identity of that guy, it's best to investigate it yourself."

Ye Tian smiled and whispered, not revealing the identities of those Assasin Sect assassins.

He did this for the simple reason that the time was not yet right, and the Assasin faction did not show much hostility, and there was no need to deal with them for the time being.

"Well, Mr. Steven, we'll look into the identity of that guy, and I'm sure it's not hard to find out, but I want to emphasize that Berlin is a peaceful city, and no one will be allowed to turn it into a battlefield."

The senior police officer, Karl, whispered, not without warning.

When the words fell, Ye Tian immediately whispered in a joking tone:

"Don't worry, Officer Karl, I'm a law-abiding treasure hunter by profession, not a war maniac, and I love the city of Berlin and can't bear to spoil its beauty."

"Poof!"

David: They finally couldn't hold back and laughed.

And the German police officer named Karl rolled his eyes angrily, but he was very helpless.

After a few more conversations, the German officer turned away and arranged for someone to investigate the identities of the Assasin assassins.

Ye Tian and the others immediately turned around and left here, walked towards the next antique stall, and continued to frantically sweep through all kinds of valuable antique artworks.

In the blink of an eye, the time has come to about half past three in the afternoon.

Due to the early spring season, coupled with the geographical location, the day in Berlin at this time is relatively short, just after three o'clock in the afternoon, and the twilight has already risen.

The Berlin Wall flea market closed not far away, but fortunately, Ye Tian and the others had basically finished visiting the famous flea market, leaving only the last few antique shops and galleries.

And they don't have to worry about leaving with regrets, and they won't have to come back to this famous flea market for the next year or two.

While talking, Ye Tian and the others pushed the door and walked into a small gallery.

The gallery was followed by two guys from the German Ministry of Culture and two plainclothes policemen, as well as three antique art experts from Berlin's Museum Island.

The gallery is not very large, and there are many paintings of various art styles, mostly oil paintings, and a small number of prints, hanging or displaying on the walls and shelves of the gallery, as well as on the floor.

In addition, the gallery also sells painting supplies,、。

For example, oil paints, canvases, various brushes, etc., the goods are dazzling, piled up in the open space in the gallery, and it seems a little crowded.

Just as Ye Tian and the others were looking at the inside of the gallery, the owner of this gallery had already greeted them.

It was a tall German man of about sixty years of age, with a ruddy complexion, a forced smile on his face, and a little uneasiness in his eyes.

When he came closer, the gallery owner greeted Ye Tian with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Steven, I'm Julian, the owner of this gallery, it's a pleasure to meet you, I've admired your name for a long time, welcome to Berlin, welcome to my gallery"

Ye Tian shook hands with the German, nodded with a smile and said:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Julian, I'm Steven, and I'm glad to meet you, you have so many artworks in this gallery, it's a bit dizzying."

After a few polite words, Ye Tian introduced David and them again, and naturally had another polite greeting.

Next, Julian got to the point.

"Gentlemen, you can take a look at the paintings in my gallery and see if there is any art you like, I can introduce it to you."

Ye Tian looked at the German, then shook his head with a chuckle and said:

"No need, Mr. Julian, you don't have to accompany us, let's go and greet other customers, we'll take a look for ourselves, and if necessary, I'll greet you"

As he spoke, Ye Tian raised his hand and pointed at the other customers who were also in the gallery, and nodded lightly at those customers to say hello.

Julian also turned his head to look at the curious customers, and groaned for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile and said:

"Alright, Mr. Steven, please, but I have a reluctant request, and I hope you will agree"

"Let's hear it first, Julian, if the request is reasonable, I probably won't refuse"

"Yes, you are one of the world's top professional treasure hunters, top antique art experts, and you have a sharp eye, and as the owner of this gallery, I hope you will be merciful.

If you have a crush on a painting here and want to get it, I don't want to ask for a lot of money, but I hope that when you take that artwork, you can explain it.

In this way, even if I miss out on a valuable antique art, I will not be confused, at least I will understand what kind of treasure I am missing and what I am missing.

Of course, if possible, I would like you to point me out if there are other valuable works of art in this gallery that I have overlooked, so thank you so much."

Hearing this, Ye Tian couldn't help but pause, and glanced at Julian deeply, a hint of appreciation flashed in the depths of his eyes.

It's really shrewd to be an old fox who has been in the antique art market for decades!

Julian knew that if he had a valuable piece of art in his gallery, he would never escape the fate of being ransacked by Steven, who was known for his ruthlessness.

Instead of passively waiting to be looted, why not retreat as advance? Lower your stature and posture, try to recover the loss from other works of art, and maybe make a lot of money!

Something like this has happened in the United States, France, Italy and other places, and it has long been talked about in the industry.

The antique stall owners and gallery owners who have played this trick before have each gained a lot of money, and even become the envy of everyone.

Not only Ye Tian, but the other people in the same gallery couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up and appreciate Yulian's words!

Of course, these included professionals from the German Ministry of Culture and from Berlin's Museum Island, and they all breathed a sigh of relief and somewhat relaxed.

Pretending to think for a moment, Ye Tian smiled and nodded and said:

"Well, Julian, since you made this request, it would be a bit unkind if I refused again, I hope I can find a few good works of art here, I believe it will be a good thing for everyone!"

"Thank you so much, Steven, please feel free to call me if you need to"

As he spoke, Julian raised his hand and made a gesture of please.