Bian Xijiao has a friend named Liu Jiapeng, he is a "shovel", he has been in this industry for seven years, and he also has some savings in his hand, so he wants to open an antique shop, and he is not ready to be exposed to the wind and sun, but unfortunately he does not have enough money on hand, so he has no choice but to ask relatives and friends for help.

Liu Jiapeng knew that it was difficult to borrow money these days, but he didn't expect it to be really difficult to get to the sky. As soon as a borrowed word came out, the smiling face turned into a crying face, a money word did not land, and a friend became a stranger.

Liu Jiapeng borrowed all the people he could borrow, but he still didn't get enough money, he was worried about what to do, and suddenly thought of Bian Xiyan, but Bian Xiyan was a little stingy, although he was not as good as Grande, but he didn't want to take much advantage from him.

Liu Jiapeng really didn't want to talk to Bian Xixuan, but in this situation, he could only talk to the horse doctor.

So, Liu Jiapeng came to the antique shop in Bian Xixiao, and chatted for a long time before explaining his intention. Unexpectedly, Bian Xiyan was unusual, and asked Liu Jiapeng very simply how much money he wanted to borrow?

Seeing that there was hope, Liu Jiapeng mustered up the courage to say: "Twenty thousand, is it okay?"

What Liu Jiapeng didn't expect was that Bian Xiyan went against the norm and went to get 20,000 yuan, lent it to Liu Jiapeng on the spot, and asked him if it was enough.

Liu Jiapeng is grateful, this person really can't look good, only when he really encounters things, can he see a person's temperament.

So, when Liu Jiapeng bought a store, but did not have much liquidity in his hand, he sold the "Eighty-Seven Immortals" and the statue that Bian Xizhen said to Bian Xizhen as soon as possible......

Bian Xi glanced at his friend's information and the origin of the painting, and then said with some annoyance: "Actually, I didn't lend him money so kindly, it's all because my wife is a stingy person, and most of the family's finances are managed by her. So, I remembered to hide my money, but I was afraid that I would be discovered. ”

"It just so happened that Liu Jiapeng came to borrow money, and he had a good reputation, so I thought of lending it to him. I knew that this series of things would happen later, so I just didn't borrow it, and my wife must not be dead now!"

This kind of thing is not easy for Meng Zitao to say, he waited for a moment and said: "I think the other party is very likely to be familiar with the lady of the side shopkeeper, if not, she should not open the door so easily." ”

Bian Xiyan nodded and felt that it was very reasonable, and then pointed out the name he just said, and the person who was familiar with his wife.

Meng Zitao is not an expert in solving the case in the end, and the next matter will be handled by professionals.

"Mr. Bian, do you usually have realgar powder at home?" a policeman walked over and asked.

"No, how could my family have such a thing?" Bian Xixuan shook his head a little strangely: "Could it be that the murderer left it?

Generally speaking, realgar powder is used for carbuncle swelling and sore, eczema scabies, snake bites, and can also be used for intestinal parasitic diseases such as roundworms to cause abdominal pain, and is often used with anthelmintic drugs such as betel nut and morning glory. In addition, it also has the effect of dampness, expectorant and malaria, and can also be used for asthma, malaria, epilepsy and other syndromes.

In addition to deworming in the wild, other diseases generally do not need to carry realgar powder, so everyone is a little unclear how there is realgar powder.

After a moment of silence, Mencius said: "It is recorded in ancient medical books that the end of realgar is ground and put in a gauze bag, hung on the body, and sniffed with the nose from time to time, which can cure drowsiness. Perhaps the murderer suffers from this problem. ”

"But there are no such people among my friends. Bian Xihu said.

Meng Zitao said: "When you are sick, you usually don't shout everywhere, besides, this is also a clue." ”

"It's also ......"

Except for realgar powder, the murderer has not left any special traces, although the other party is not a veteran, but he should also be a very cautious person.

As for the analysis and investigation of the murderer, Meng Zitao couldn't help much, but he still wanted to find out the origin of the statue and what secrets it contained. So, he asked Bian Xi for Liu Jiapeng's address and contact information, because it was not early now, and he planned to visit again tomorrow.

Meng Zitao drove back to Zhong Jinxian, because of this sudden incident, he had been uncomfortable on the road, he thought that he would be able to find the key to the secret room immediately, or the clue of the key, but he didn't expect to disrupt his plan all of a sudden, not only the clue was interrupted, but also caused a human life, what is this called!

The next morning, Meng Zitao set off for Liu Jiapeng's antique shop.

Yesterday's murder, Meng Zitao called early in the morning to ask, but did not find any useful clues. The masked man got into a car with a fake license plate, went out of the city, and disappeared, and there were no clues from the friends that Bian Xiyan said, and the other party swore that he had not mentioned this matter to others.

Liu Jiapeng was in Tianjin yesterday and could only be contacted by phone, not only did he have alibi evidence, but he also said on the phone that he had never mentioned the painting to others.

As a result, the detection of the case has fallen into a bottleneck.

Liu Jiapeng's antique shop is worse than Bian Xiyao's shop, and the store is much smaller, but as soon as Meng Zitao walked to the door of the store, he heard the sound of porcelain being broken.

Meng Zitao looked into the store and found a pile of colorful porcelain tiles on the ground, which should be a multicolored porcelain, and it was broken by a young man in his early twenties, and what made Meng Zitao feel strange was that this person seemed to have broken the porcelain on purpose.

In addition to the young man, there were four other people in the store, all of them looking dumbfounded, looking at the young man as if they were looking at a psychopath.

One of the middle-aged men's eyes was like a knife, and he glared at the young man and said sharply: "Si Meng, do you have a problem with your brain? ! Just now you asked for blue light identification, but blue light identification couldn't be identified, and now you actually dropped my things again, if you don't tell me why, don't think of this door today!"

Among the four people, there was an old man of sixty or seventy years old, this person was wearing a Tang suit, it seemed that he should be a person who had been in a high position all the year round, he glanced at the young man: "Xiao Liu, don't get excited, let Si Meng speak slowly." ”

Liu Jiapeng said: "Old Fang, I'll give you face and see what he can say! If you can't say it, then don't blame me for calling the police." ”

"As long as I can't find a problem, you can deal with it. The young man named Simon looked very stiff, he crouched down, examined the fragments carefully, and then said, "Do you have a hammer?" ”

Liu Jiapeng's eyes were about to pop out: "What! You still want to smash it with a hammer?

Liu Jiapeng couldn't help but roar, but the old man next to him didn't care, and asked his bodyguard to find a hammer and hand it to the young man.

So, Simon took the hammer and smashed the porcelain pieces one by one, and in the end, a large multicolored bottle was smashed by him, and even the porcelain pieces the size of a palm were gone, and the porcelain was completely destroyed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Simon's forehead.

Just as Liu Jiapeng sneered at Si Meng's joke, the corners of Si Meng's mouth slowly pulled up an arc, he picked a piece from the porcelain piece and handed it to the old man: "Old Fang, you must be able to see the authenticity of the porcelain now, right?"

Fang Lao took the porcelain piece and looked at it, and his face began to look a little unsightly.

Simon continued: "Whether in the auction house or the antique city, there are fewer and fewer complete cultural relics, and more and more restored porcelain has entered the eyes of players. ”

"This multicolored figure vase is a very typical repair porcelain, although most of it is genuine, but the rest of the parts are repaired, it is a very high level of work, if it is not sold as a complete piece, it can be regarded as a work of art. But now, Boss Liu's personality is not very good!"

"Boy, you don't have much blood!" Liu Jiapeng said fiercely, hating to break Si Meng's body into ten thousand pieces.

"Who is spewing blood, I think Elder Fang must be able to see it. ”

Si Meng looked at Fang Lao, who was appraising the piece of porcelain, and the other party was already shocked into a cold sweat! Just now he thought that this must be a genuine product, but now through judgment, it is indeed a fake! If it weren't for Si Meng's reminder, he would definitely be cheated for millions!

Fang Lao felt that his face was gloomy, and he couldn't help but look at Liu Jiapeng: "Xiao Liu, now do you want to change your account to give me an explanation, you just swore to me that something was 'true'!"

Liu Jiapeng took the porcelain, and after reading it, his throat rolled, raised his head, and sneered: "Old Fang, there is indeed something wrong with this porcelain, but I really didn't mean it, I hit the eye." And you see, at least four-fifths of this porcelain is genuine, and the rest is complete, and the person who repaired it is very high, I was also wrong!"

"Okay, let's just think you're wrong. Old Fang laughed, turned around and wanted to leave, and the young man also wanted to follow.

"Slow, you can't go!" Liu Jiapeng stopped the young man.

"Xiao Liu, what do you mean by this?" Fang Lao's face also became gloomy.

Liu Jiapeng said apologetically: "Old Fang, I can't help it, I can't stand such a big loss with a small business." I'll admit that this piece of porcelain is problematic, but it's mostly genuine, and it has to be worth a little bit of money. ”

Elder Fang was a little angry: "Haha, you're embarrassed to ask for money." ”

Liu Jiapeng was not afraid, and said: "Elder Fang, what I said is also the truth, if Si Meng points out the problem in a dignified manner, I will definitely not let him be responsible, but what is the matter now, will he let him identify other things in the future, and all of them will be smashed in a ping pong?"