Fujihikodo, who was the organizer of the Calamus Academy auction, was well aware that the fake that ended up was not on the list.

A fake actually sold for 200,000 oceans!

That's more than any other painting combined!

According to the requirements put forward by Ming Xuan at the meeting, the textile king Sheng Chunlai prepared 200,000 oceans and sent them to the school.

200,000 oceans are now in front of him, whether it is the Rongji Chamber of Commerce represented by Fujihikodo, or the school of Calamus College, or the student union, no one dares to move a single cent.

They are at a loss, and others are fighting the idea of the 200,000 oceans.

Many people know where the money came from, and some of them want to know where the money is going, and if they know where it is going, they may be able to find some clues, such as who painted this fake.

And at this time, the 200,000 oceans disappeared under everyone's noses.

In order not to leave a trace, not to collect money checks, and not to accept checks, only cash, it is simply a smart move that has been planned for a long time.

Many people smell conspiracy from it, and many people are unaware.

Lin family, hall.

Channel Cheng put a silver dollar on the table and pushed it to the coriander sitting next to him.

The silver dollar rubbed against the table, making a soft whirring sound.

Cilantro glanced at it, but ignored it.

Listening to the results of the auction, Coriander's apricot eyes showed a fox-like cunning essence, and he sneered: "I never expected that the fake painting would be sold for 200,000 yuan." ”

Look at the way she laughed like she had succeeded in her treacherous scheme. Channel Cheng didn't think she expected that the fake painting would be auctioned with such a result.

"You ......" Channel Cheng glanced at the silver dollar sent out, and his tone rose slightly, "Only one silver dollar is enough?" ”

He looked at Coriander suspiciously, as if he didn't believe that she would be so ...... So money is dung.

glanced at him, and showed displeasure in his eyes, what's wrong with my sister being so indifferent to fame and fortune!

She said lazily: "That painting, I said I will sell you a silver dollar, and how much money you sell it for is your business." ”

The "you" mentioned by coriander alludes to the underground revolutionary party represented by the channel.

After the 200,000 current ocean is in hand, it can disappear in an instant like magic under everyone's noses, and there are many talents in the revolutionary party.

Channel Cheng is a person who follows the rules. Educated by the revolutionary predecessors, he did not take a stitch from the masses of the people. This time, the whale swallowed the ocean of 200,000 minus one, which really made him feel panicked.

He felt a little unreal, it turned out that there was really a good thing in the sky that a pie was dropped, and such a big piece of pie fell and knocked him unconscious.

Coriander swept the tail of his eyes. Seeing the channel, he was in a trance. She was righteous and stern, and she was a good nonsense. "Didn't your revolutionary party always say that the masses of the people did the same, and the 200,000 oceans did not belong to the textile king, nor did they belong to me. Although the money is in your hands, it does not belong to you, and you still have to spend it and use it for the people in the end? She said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If you feel that you can't get over it, take it as my investment to you, and you have to repay me well." ”

In order to copy a fake that is enough to be fake, she kept the real painting in her hands for so long.

At first, she didn't want to worry about so many things, but thinking of what happened to Shi Lan, she changed her mind......

Channel Cheng sighed: "It would be nice if everyone understood righteousness like you." ”

This kind of praise is not worthy of the name of coriander, and she does not dare to take it. She knows best what virtue she is.

"You also think too highly of me, what fame and fortune, what righteousness, in fact, I don't care at all," Coriander shook her head in a chic manner, pinched her little finger and said willfully, "I like small profits, and there is a little bit of accumulation process." ”

Coriander said, the channel into noncommittal.

The previous gold bars, this time the 200,000 current ocean, she could mostly keep it for herself, but she didn't do that. She doesn't do that because she doesn't love money, it's just that holding those windfalls will make her feel unsure.

"So...... Thank you very much. "Although he is sitting here alone, he is not thanking Cilantro in his personal capacity.

Coriander can somehow appreciate the heavy sincerity and extraordinary significance of this thanks.

"By the way, has the general contact person of your intelligence station been confirmed?"

"Not ...... yet"

Coriander glanced at him without being salty, "Don't have any thoughts about that position, even if you are low-key, you are one of the 'four talents' in Shanghai, and such a high-profile identity can't be hidden for you for long." ”

This kind of thing...... Of course, Channel Cheng understands, and it is precisely because he has too many concerns that he killed this idea early.

The two chatted for a while, and then Cheng got up to say goodbye.

Not long after he left, Fujihiko came to visit the Lin family.

If it weren't for the fact that he was carrying a basket of fresh fruits and a big watermelon, Coriander wouldn't want to put him in the door.

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

Coriander said so with her eyes.

Fujihiko didn't expect Cilantro to like him much, but felt that the more she did this, the more it showed that she was a thief.

"I'm going to cut a watermelon." Coriander took the large green-skinned watermelon from Fujihikodo's hand, and happened to see a newspaper under his arm.

She hummed softly in her heart, her eyes flickered, and her eyes became gloomy.

This man came, and he really didn't have a good heart.

Coriander went to the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, and chopped the green-skinned watermelon on the board as Fujihikodo's head.

She took the cut watermelon out, and saw Fujihiko in the hall holding the silver dollar that she hadn't had time to put away.

Sensing that the coriander was approaching, Fuji Yantang stretched his expression, raised his eyebrows and said, "When I came, I saw that the Tao was completed, and he came to you?" ”

"Well, he brought me some material from the cloth shop." Cilantro is telling the truth.

Fujihiko raised the corners of his lips as if smiling, and a glint flashed in his dark and deep eyes.

Unexpectedly?

How did he feel that the channel was to send money to coriander!

He flicked the dollar into the air, and it spun and fell and caught in his hand.

"Yesterday afternoon. At the Calamus College auction, the last fake was auctioned, and the starting price was a piece of ocean. He didn't ask what it had to do with the ocean in his hand, but that's what he meant.

Cilantro can't hear it unless it's behind her ear, she just pretends she doesn't understand.

Putting the large half of the watermelon with the spoon in his hand, Coriander snatched the silver dollar from Fujihikodo's palm with the free hand.

Rubbing his hands, trying to keep the temperature from the fingertips of the coriander, Fujihikodo's stupid mind was stabilized by the half of the watermelon in his hand.

"Can we eat it in a delicate way?"

Cutting the watermelon in half with a knife and eating it directly with a spoon, Fujihiko has never been so heroic.

Coriander put the silver dollar in his pocket. He pointed in the direction of the kitchen with his eyes. "There's a knife in the kitchen, cut it yourself."

Fujihiko looked at the coriander that had been eating half of the watermelon, shook his head helplessly, and finally compromised and walked to the kitchen with the watermelon. After a while, he brought over a plate of watermelon that was cut very delicately.

In a sense. He is the owner of this house. And now. He had a sense of déjà vu that he was the true owner of the house.

This girl doesn't know what hospitality is!

As soon as Fuji Yantang put the plate on the table, he saw that the coriander reached out and naturally took a tooth of watermelon and ate it, and the half of the watermelon in front of her was only scooped up by the spoon and two pieces of meat.

"Can you stop eating from the pot and looking at the bowl?" Fujihiko taught her a lesson. didn't give a chance to talk back, and then threw the newspaper in front of her, "Have you read the newspaper?" ”

"Puff~"

Coriander took a bite of watermelon water and splashed it on the newspaper, smearing a wet stain.

Fuji Yantang pinched his eyebrows, and thought helplessly, if the eldest brother was here, he would definitely not be able to stand the sloppy appearance of coriander.

Rong Ying has a habit of cleanliness, and his own literacy is very good, and he will never allow the people around him to have this kind of eating appearance.

However, Fujihiko Tang thinks that coriander is also her cute side.

Coriander nibbled on a watermelon and read the newspaper, which was not written about the news of the publication of "Tree" at yesterday's auction, but another major event.

Yesterday overnight, a number of tobacco houses and casinos in Shanghai were raided. The author revealed that someone cracked the secret of "Tree" and deduced that the painting was actually a map, and the smoky places that were seized by the police were the places marked by the painting.

"It turns out that there was such a big thing last night, it's a pity, I came back from work last night and fell asleep, missing such a good show!" Coriander deeply regretted this, and the performance was free, raising her eyes and asking, "Oh, Baiyue Gate should also be seized, right?" ”

Fujihiko Tang was angry, "Are you looking forward to something happening to Baiyuemen?" ”

"How so." The coriander urn replied angrily, and the more he talked, the more it looked like that, "I am looking forward to an accident at Baiyuemen, doesn't it mean that I am looking forward to you having an accident, you are my food and clothing parents, how can I hope that something will happen to you." I hope that something will happen to you, but it is not the same as that I am looking forward to something happening to myself? ”

"Don't be poor with me." Fujihiko made her put away her joking attitude, but a hint of pampering flashed in her eyes.

He picked up a tooth of watermelon and ate it.

This watermelon was specially brought by him after being chilled in the well water, and it was very cool in his mouth, but the taste was sweet in his warm heart.

He elegantly spit the watermelon seeds into the palm of his hand, then put them on the table, and when he looked up, there was no watermelon seed in front of him.

He opened his big phoenix eyes, full of curiosity, "You...... What about watermelon seeds? ”

Coriander showed him the trick of eating watermelon without spitting out watermelon seeds, took a bite of watermelon, chewed it quickly like some kind of rodent, and then swallowed the watermelon juice, watermelon meat, and watermelon seeds into his stomach with a grunt.

She wiped her mouth and said confidently, "Eat." ”

Fujihiko was stunned.

He knew that Cilantro was an annoying person and a troublemaker, why did he still think this girl was so cute! Even if it was her small gesture with a spoon, he felt that it was an unconscious seduction/seduction.

He must be obsessed.

It's hot, and the temperature seems to have risen a lot at the moment.

Fujihikodo was extremely hot, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his lower abdomen.

"Incense...... Cough! He coughed to mask his hoarse voice.

"Huh?" Coriander asked with her eyes, are you calling her?

Fujihiko took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and wiped his mouth, and his expression returned to a lot more normal, but he couldn't face the coriander as usual.

What a shy man he is!

He tried to stabilize his mind, and after thinking about it, he straightened his expression, and said with An Zhiruo: "The auction yesterday afternoon, as well as the seizure of casinos and tobacco houses last night, all have something to do with you." ”

The coriander immediately exploded, "I said Second Master Fuji, you also think too highly of me!" ”

She didn't bring the paintings to the auction, and she didn't ask her to seize the cigarette houses and casinos, so why did he put these things with her?

Fujihiko Tang gathered the loss in his eyes, and tapped the coriander in an almost affirmative tone to see what her reaction was, "You don't have to hide it from me, I know what identity Daocheng is." The revolutionary party's favorite thing to do is to uphold justice and eliminate harm for the people, and the fake at yesterday's auction should not have appeared, I think it should have been inserted by some means by Daocheng, and you helped forge the fake. I should have guessed that the original painting was in your hands. ”

Although the deal between Coriander and Guancheng was hidden from Fujihikodo's eyes, it couldn't pass his keen intuition.

Anyway, she has already handed over the original painting and the fake painting, leaving no evidence, she will not admit it, and this man can't help her.

"Say whatever you like!"

Anyway, she won't admit it.

Coriander shook his hand and continued to eat watermelon.

Fuji Yantang was used to seeing her like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and he was helpless and a little unhappy. This girl has such a big deal, and she doesn't even discuss it with him, can't she trust him?

"Copying such a fake painting, even experts can't identify the degree of authenticity, it's not a small project, I'm really curious, how did you hide it from your brother."

He looked sideways, and sure enough, he saw that the coriander was moved.

Coriander's face sank, but he couldn't bear to continue to press on step by step.

Coriander is the driving force for her to become stronger, and it is also her reverse scale.

Fujihiko accidentally touched her scales, so he panicked.

Coriander got up and said bluntly: "Second Master Fuji, please, I'm going to take a lunch break!" ”

She tossed the spoon into the empty watermelon scoop and turned to go upstairs.

After hearing no movement for a long time, Fujihiko did tiptoe upstairs, and as soon as he entered the room, he stepped on a carpet made of cloth.

The carpet is pieced together with broken steps, and the pattern on it is neatly rich and flowery, which is very beautiful and eye-catching, and people can't bear to step on it.

Raising his eyes, Fujihiko saw that the blank wall in the room was also pasted with various fabric patterns, which was childish and full of childlike fun.

In the center of the room, on a wooden bed with a veil, a beautiful woman lay on her side.

"Cilantro?"

Fujihiko called softly, to see if this girl was really asleep.

He walked lightly to the window, lifted the unsightly veil, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the childish sleeping appearance of coriander.

He was half-reclining, his body sunk lightly into the bed, his eyes wrapped in honey-colored silk, and he was attached to the sleeping face of coriander.

He muttered softly: "I still pout when I sleep, like a gas bag...... It's so hot, don't spread a mattress, it's hot and sweaty......"

Fujihiko raised his hand and rubbed the back of his fingers between the sweaty hair of the coriander. (To be continued.) )