When Vice President Feng was annoyed, he heard that some viewers began to heckle.

He turned off the microphone just now, and the audience didn't hear a word of the conversation between Xu Qiang and Malijin, but the audience was not stupid, and they had already guessed what he wanted to do.

It's definitely calming things down!

Watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, and the things that the audience just wants to watch are big.

Guessing that Vice President Feng wanted to calm things down, of course they didn't want to, and they didn't agree.

There was a commotion for a while, which made Vice President Feng even more anxious, but there was no way at all, he couldn't rush over and block the audience's mouth, right?

What's more, some viewers are constantly taking pictures and sending messages, I'm afraid that what is happening now has been spread on the Internet, and it is too late to stop it.

"Well, since you insist on calling the police, that's your freedom, I can't control it, but can't you reveal a little evidence?" Vice President Feng said.

"Okay, I already asked you just now, you said that all the antiques were collected three days ago at the latest, and they have been locked in the safe since then, and no one has touched them, right?" Xu Qiang stopped dialing.

"Yes!"

"That's the problem, I judge that there is a lot of money in the lotus inkstone, the interface is glued together, this glue has a special taste, it can be dissipated for at least 24 hours after use, you go to smell the inkstone, is there still a faint smell of glue?" Xu Qiang pointed out.

When Vice President Feng heard this, he immediately came to the referee's seat.

Picking up the inkstone on the table, he sniffed it closer.

Sure enough, there was a faint but obvious smell.

It's not the smell of the inkstone itself, it's the smell of glue.

His face immediately sank, what Xu Qiang said was not wrong at all, I am afraid that something is really wrong, and it is a big problem.

Just as Vice President Feng was about to say something, a person suddenly walked down from the audience and walked straight to the referee's seat.

"Hello Vice President Feng, my name is Zhou Shuxiang, and I took out the inkstone, I think I have the right to know what went wrong!" The person who came up was a man in his 30s, directly indicating his intention.

"How do you prove that the inkstone is yours?" Vice President Feng didn't know Zhou Shuxiang.

"When I lent you the inkstone, you had detailed registration information that people could check, and at the bottom of the inkstone, there was a name and date, which was carved with a knife by my youngest son once while I was not playing with it!" Zhou Shuxiang explained.

Vice President Feng hurriedly checked, and sure enough, it was the same as what Zhou Shuxiang said.

He didn't need to check the registration information at all, he knew that what Zhou Shuxiang said was definitely right, and in public, he believed that Zhou Shuxiang would not dare to come nonsense.

After confirming, Vice President Feng felt that his head was a little big.

There is a Xu Qiang, which has already given him a headache.

And now that the owner of the inkstone has also come, he has even more headaches.

"Mr. Xu, can I know what's going on?" Seeing that Vice President Feng didn't seem to want to say, Zhou Shuxiang asked Xu Qiang next to him directly.

"I suspect that there is a lot of things in your inkstone, but it has been opened by someone, and then glued on, I don't believe you can smell your inkstone, you can smell the glue......" Xu Qiang smiled, he was not afraid of making a big fuss.

Zhou Shuxiang dared to ask, and he dared to say.

When Zhou Shuxiang heard this, his eyes suddenly became bigger, and he sniffed the inkstone to his nose, and sure enough, there was a strange smell that he had never smelled.

"You're saying the contents have been taken out?"

"I can't be sure, it's just suspicion, so I insisted on calling the police, because the inkstone is yours, even if you find that there may be something inside, you should ask for your consent first, and then open it to view, anyway, you didn't open it yourself, right?" Xu Qiang asked Zhou Shuxiang.

"How is it possible, I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes, although I like to collect, but the identification ability is not high, I don't know that there is a lot of things in the inkstone, I am trustworthy to the activity association, so I will respond to the activities of the association and lend the inkstone, I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, Vice President Feng, should you give me an explanation?" Zhou Shuxiang was annoyed.

After answering Xu Qiang, he turned his head and questioned Vice President Feng.

Although it was an antique competition held by the Ma family, and the Ma family needed some antiques to make competition supplies, it was borrowed from the channel of the antique association, and the association was responsible for collecting and keeping it.

Hearing Zhou Shuxiang's questioning, Vice President Feng had an even more headache.

It's a big deal!

The director of the inkstone has already come to the stage, and it is stated that he has not opened it himself, so it can be concluded that someone has touched the inkstone, and the time is during the period when the inkstone is kept in the association.

"Don't be verbose, can't you, since you say there's something inside, open it and let us see?" someone shouted from the audience.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the audience also responded, wanting to see what was there.

"I'm also curious, Vice President Feng, why don't you open it and see what's left inside?" Zhou Shuxiang heard the audience's request, and also aroused his curiosity.

He also wanted to know what was in the inkstone that his grandfather had been collecting since his generation, and whether it was a priceless treasure?

Has it been taken away in advance?

Hearing Zhou Shuxiang's request, Vice President Feng was a little hesitant.

Once opened, there is no room for redemption.

"Mr. Xu, there must be a way to open it, right?" Seeing Vice President Feng hesitate again, Zhou Shuxiang once again aimed at Xu Qiang.

Because he saw it, Xu Qiang was not afraid of making things bigger.

If there is a person at the scene who dares to open it, it must be Xu Qiang.

"No problem, but a knife is needed......"

"I have it on the car key, but it's very small, do you see enough?" Zhou Shuxiang handed over his car key, there was a small folding knife on the car key, which was used for decoration at first glance, and the practicality was very low.

The folding knife is too small, and the blade is only three or four centimeters long when unfolded.

Xu Qiang nodded that it was enough, took Zhou Shuxiang's folding knife, and went directly to draw the inkstone, so that everyone's hearts were raised.

Even if the inkstone is spliced, it is actually an inkstone-shaped box, and it cannot be drawn casually, and the spliced interface must be found.

And where Xu Qiang went down, there was no trace of the interface at all.

In fact, Xu Qiang couldn't see it, because the interface was covered, he slashed it down, it was he who opened the ghost eyes and looked at the aura, the place where the two different auras were connected, was the place where the inkstone was spliced.

With a knife, there is only enough strength, as long as the hand is stable enough, you can only cut the glue apart, and will not hurt the inkstone itself.

Of course, only people like Xu Qiang can do it, if it is replaced by an ordinary person, even if it is zoned in the right place, the inkstone may be injured, or even broken.

Xu Qiang slashed down, followed by more than a dozen knives.

Put the knife down and hold the ends of the inkstone with a slight tug.

The inkstone was opened, and there was indeed a space inside.

"What's in it, see for yourself!" Xu Qiang handed the inkstone to Zhou Shuxiang and did not take out the contents of it.

Zhou Shuxiang took the inkstone and tilted it on the table.

Immediately something slipped out, a small inkstone.

"It looks exquisite!" Looking at the small inkstone that fell on the table, Zhou Shuxiang's eyes lit up. The inkstone that fell out looks very exquisite.

At least compared to the lotus inkstone that makes the packaging box, the artistic beauty is more than one grade, and if it is really an antique, he makes a lot of money.

"Don't bother the two masters, please Mr. Xu, please help identify it!" After reading it and sighing, Zhou Shuxiang handed the small inkstone to Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang looked at it for less than 5 minutes, and put the inkstone on the table.

"I'll look at it alone, maybe you have questions, there are 8 referees present, you might as well ask them to take a look together, and then everyone writes down the answers, you compare them......" Xu Qiang decided to pull everyone into the water.

Zhou Shuxiang agreed as soon as he heard it, and pushed the inkstone to the 8 referees.

The referees were also very interested and took them one by one to look at them.

I quickly looked at it, and all of them didn't look very good.

Under the urging of Zhou Shuxiang, everyone wrote down the answers.

Zhou Shuxiang was the first to look at Xu Qiang, and his face immediately changed.

"How is that possible?" he was obviously dissatisfied with Xu Qiang's answer.

Then look at other people's answers, the more you look at the face, the more ugly it becomes, because the Chinese answers are basically the same, but the way of expression is different.

"Vice President Feng, look at it, it's actually a high-imitation inkstone, and the production time is less than a year, isn't it ridiculous?" Zhou Shuxiang asked Vice President Feng.

The appraisal of Xu Qiang and others is the same, the small inkstone poured out of the lotus inkstone, although it is very exquisite, is not an antique.

It is a fake made by imitating antiques, but the craftsmanship of the imitator is relatively high, and ordinary people can't distinguish it, but they can't hide it from experts, and they can't hide it from Xu Qiang, who can see the aura.

Zhou Shuxiangbai was overjoyed, and immediately thought of settling accounts.

Because the lotus inkstone was collected by his grandfather, he threw it to his father, and his father passed it on to him, and the small inkstone inside had just been made less than a year ago, so it could not be the original collection in the lotus inkstone.

Then there is only one explanation, the original collection has been taken away, and the time, just after he sent the inkstone to the antique association, it was within two or three days.

"Mr. Zhou, don't get excited...... "Vice President Feng, who just had a headache just now, now even has a toothache, and the matter is getting bigger and bigger.

He looked at Xu Qiang, who was smiling brightly, and couldn't wait to slap him, but at the same time he regretted that he shouldn't have agreed to Ma Bowen's request to be the host of this competition.

I thought it was just a manual job, but I didn't expect it to be a big pit, and if it wasn't handled well, his reputation would be greatly affected.

"Why don't you let me get excited, my inkstone is an ancient inkstone of the Ming Dynasty, the market price is close to 500,000, and the antiques in a box of 500,000 yuan must be more valuable and precious, but now it's gone, it's stolen, and it's stolen in the antique association......" Zhou Shuxiang's voice rose.

With that, he took out his phone.

Regardless of what Vice President Feng said, he directly did what Xu Qiang didn't do just now, called the police, and claimed that an antique that could be millions of dollars was lost.

Wow!

Vice President Feng had a headache, but the audience was excited.

It's so exciting, I thought it was just an antique competition, but I didn't expect that it would involve a big case, and they were all witnesses.

"Why don't you speak?" Xu Qiang looked at the silent Malijin beside him.

Since Zhou Shuxiang came to power, Malijin has never spoken.

"Don't you want to say no?"

"Okay, it's your right to say it or not, if you don't say it, no one can force you to say it, but this doesn't fit your character, I guess you're weak-hearted, right?

He was sure that this matter must have something to do with the Ma family.