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Legislation lags behind, and until today there are no laws and regulations regulating art transactions, so if you ask for it, he can not give it at all, even if they are willing to cooperate with the public security organs to handle the case, it will be a surprise to do so, after all, this is something they have rarely encountered before.

Just when Han Bo looked at today's auction list and wondered why Wu Cheng's three paintings were not eligible for auction as the finale, a familiar face appeared on the projection screen, and the police who were working as "cameramen" downstairs obviously regarded her as a key suspect.

"Huang Jiahui is also here. Han Bo suddenly came to his senses.

She sat quietly in a position in the middle of the penultimate row, not knowing whether it was because she recovered quickly or because she had good makeup, and there was no scar on her face that had been scratched by Jiang Lan.

There are all older men and women around her, she is already very beautiful, and she has been carefully dressed, and she is the only one in the back rows, who stands out from the crowd and leads the way, attracting the attention of many guests participating in the auction and becoming a star in the limelight.

Xue Siyu lit a cigarette, looked at Huang Jiahui on the screen with a smile and said: "How could she not come, if she couldn't get a high price or failed to sell, she wouldn't have worked in vain before." ”

Whether or not Wu Cheng's three paintings can be auctioned today and at what price they can be sold will directly affect whether the other 30-odd paintings whose whereabouts are unknown can be sold at a good price in the future.

It is unlikely that Wu Cheng will commit suicide, and it is equally unlikely that he will die in an accident.

Since it is he who kills, of course, there is a murderer, what can the murderer's motive be, isn't it just to make huge profits, so the murderer will definitely pay attention to the ongoing auction, once no one bids or the bid is too low, the murderer will definitely decisively raise a sign or bid on the spot through the auction hotline.

This is also the reason why Han Bo proposed that the Anbao Branch not take compulsory measures against Jiang Lan for the time being!

Han Bo pondered for a moment, and sighed lightly: "It's not a bad thing for us for others to frequently raise their cards and increase the price desperately, if she raises her cards and raise the price, it will not be easy for her to do it, she can completely excuse herself for feeling guilty about Wu Cheng and Wu Cheng's family, and want to feel at ease in this way." ”

"Han Ju, I'm not very worried. ”

Xue Siyu pointed to Chen Yulin's figure that had just flashed in another laptop, and said with a smile: "Boss Chen is too good at doing business, packaging, hype, and find ways to warm up, the starting price should not be low, and he may have found a childcare, as long as the price is fried, does Huang Jiahui dare to raise his card?"

"How much is the deposit?"

"Twenty thousand. ”

"It's only 20,000, why don't she dare, at most 20,000 will be lost, at most some people will be lost. ”

"If she dares to do that, then she will be even more suspicious. ”

As he was talking, the figures of Li Xiaolei and Jiang Yanan appeared on the projection screen, the two sat in the second row in front of each other, whispering, Han Bo suddenly remembered that the police next to him were verifying the identities of the people participating in the auction, and hurriedly glanced at Chang Caiyan, who had just stood up.

It is impossible for the wife of the deputy director and the friend of the deputy director to be related to the case, they were invited by Chen Yulin to join in the fun, Chang Caiyan reacted, and hurriedly whispered a few words to the police who verified the identity of the personnel.

The artworks auctioned today are mainly calligraphy and paintings, and the authors are more famous than the other, the titles are more than the other, and the prices are higher than the other, but the bidding is not very fierce.

30% of the auction proceeds should be donated, which not only attracts relevant units, especially charities, to participate in the purpose of speculation, but also sets a threshold to prevent false bidding. You can use this auction to hype, you can buy back the works entrusted for auction at a high price, but the cost of speculation is very high, not only to pay a commission to the auction, but also to do good deeds by posting 30% of the transaction price.

Because of this, although the prices of the first nine paintings and calligraphy works are higher than the other, the final auction price is still within a reasonable range, and the highest is only 180,000 yuan.

If the murderer wants to make huge profits, let alone 180,000, 360,000 may be low.

Han Bo was secretly thinking about what price Wu Cheng's three paintings could be sold in the end, and Chang Caiyan suddenly said: "Han Ju, there is a discovery!"

"What's the situation?"

"What did you find?"

Han Bo and Xue Siyu stood up together, Chang Caiyan motioned to the police operating the computer to get out of the way, took the mouse and clicked, pointed to the monitor and said excitedly: "We arranged for two comrades to maintain order when they went through the bidding procedures on the spot as hotel security guards, and quietly recorded the basic information of all the people who took the number plate on the spot."

This woman paid a deposit to get a license plate at the scene before the start of filming, she was not suspicious, she was not even in our sight before, but her home address is very interesting, and she sat so close to Huang Jiahui but never said hello, it seems that she doesn't know each other, it's too much of a coincidence, right?"

"Home address, be specific. Han Bo was confused, and he didn't see it after watching it for a long time.

Chang Caiyan realized that she was too excited, so she hurriedly got up and ran to get her bag, took out her laptop from the bag, opened and called up an electronic version of the interrogation transcript, pointed to the ID card information of the person being questioned on the transcript and said with a smile: "Gao Xinru, 52 years old this year, is a native of Xinhai, Dongguang, and lives at No. 28, Yaobei Road, Linhai Town, Fuxing District, Xinhai City; Yang Guiping, 24 years old, is from Xinhai, Dongguang, and her ID address is also No. 28, Yaobei Road, Linhai Town, Fuxing District, Xinhai City!"

"Huang Jiahui's roommate Yang Guiping's mother?"

"It should be. ”

This is definitely a major discovery, Xue Siyu's eyes lit up, and he muttered: "What is she doing here, does she know Huang Jiahui, or pretend not to know." ”

Han Bo muttered: "If you know, then Yang Guiping shouldn't tell us the truth, it is likely that she is an accomplice with Huang Jiahui; if you don't know, this case will be interesting, renting a suite with Huang Jiahui, the relationship should be good, you can know about Wu Cheng through small talk, and it is entirely possible to take advantage of this opportunity." ”

It's better to have a clue than no clue!

Why did the sub-bureau take such a big risk, didn't it just want to find out the truth about Wu Cheng's death by hugging the grass and beating the rabbit, Xue Siyu was also excited, and immediately gave an order: "Jianfeng, what are you doing in a daze, immediately arrange for the police to carry out a side investigation on this Gao Xinru and Yang Guiping who was questioned by the Longhua Branch, find out their basic situation, and find out their social relations." ”

"Yes!"

The more Han Bo thought about it, the more strange he felt, he glanced at Huang Jianfeng, the captain of the criminal police brigade of the Anbao Branch who was on the phone, and then looked at the projection screen that had just switched the screen to Gao Xinru, and said to himself: "If Huang Jiahui doesn't know her, and her daughter is not an accomplice with Huang Jiahui, then what is Huang Jiahui hiding?"

"Han Bureau, whether they know each other and whether they are accomplices or not, you will find out by checking. ”

Finally made some progress, and the danger of letting Jiang Lan, who was suspected of murder, go back to Dongshan in vain, Xue Siyu was in an extremely comfortable mood, looked at the projection screen with his arms crossed and said with a smile: "Besides, the show hasn't started yet, I want to see if she can raise her card later." If she bids on the card, the painting will end up in her hand again, to see if she will pay real money to buy it. ”

"Can't be too optimistic, maybe she's just speculating, her daughter has inside information, it's entirely possible for her to join in the fun. ”

"Han Ju, are you saying that she wants to shoot it at a low price and cash out at a high price in the future?"

She doesn't know this business, and her daughter doesn't do it, but it is entirely possible to get the news from Huang Jiahui that Wu Cheng's paintings will appreciate in value. However, whether Wu Cheng's paintings will appreciate in value is also uncertain, which is the same as gambling, and the risk is much greater than that of speculating in stocks. ”

"Well, if she's outrageously high, or she's obviously inflating the price, then there's something wrong with her, especially her daughter. ”

"Watch and see how she reacts. Han Bo thought for a while, then turned around and said, "Comrade Caiyan, the more time we have, the more we must stay sober, continue to pay attention to the other participants, and not put our eggs in one basket." ”

"Yes!"

……

Waiting is really an ordeal, usually I always feel that time flies too fast, but today I feel that time flies too slowly, and the host and auctioneer at the scene are too ink.

After waiting for nearly an hour and a half, everyone finally waited for Wu Cheng's first work to appear on the projection screen.

"Let's give a warm round of applause to this gentleman at No. 60, and I wish all the friends who failed to take the work just now a successful bid in the next auction!"

"Dear friends, we are all under the same blue sky, we are destined to live in the same era, nature gives us the same space, but life gives us different circumstances, before announcing the starting price of this "Far Mountain", please allow me to introduce the author of this work, the famous oil painter, the national artist Mr. Wu Cheng......"

The male host introduced Wu Cheng's resume in a deep voice, and announced sadly that this was a posthumous work.

The hostess did not have the bright smile on her face before, raised the microphone and said affectionately: "Although Mr. Wu is gone, Mr. Wu will always live in our hearts, I believe that my dear friends are like me, as long as I see Mr. Wu's works, I will think of Mr. Wu."

At the same time, we have sunshine and happiness, but we are surrounded by people who are hurt in poverty. Mr. Wu's "Distant Mountains" has a starting price of 100,000 ......"

Before, the auctioneer announced the starting price, and the host just introduced it, but now it is three people who go into battle together.

The screen switches to the audience, and all the people sitting in the small conference room on the third floor, including Han Bo, are not interested in watching their sensational performance, and their attention is all focused on the person holding the sign.

"160,000, this gentleman on the 43rd bid 160,000, is there anything higher?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are not many works left by Mr. Wu, and even fewer have entered the market, before that, only one entered the market, and it was sold at a price of 3 million Hong Kong dollars at Suntech Auction House in Hong Kong, a rare opportunity, so good, this lady on the 12th bid 180,000!"

"200,000, 200,000! Bid 200,000 on the 31st!"

……

Huang Jiahui held the number plate in his hand, but he never raised the card.

Gao Xinru, who had just been brought into the sight of the case-handling personnel half an hour ago, seemed to be determined to win, smiling and frequently holding up signs, seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at her, and even nodding gracefully.