I was able to confirm at a glance that the other party was me because of the code we agreed on before.

The antique dealer holds a rose in his hand, pretends to be dating a woman, and sits near the door, and when I see the one holding the rose in his hand, I can be sure that it is the antique dealer.

I glanced back at my BMW parked in front of the café, and in order to speed up the transaction, I had put the goods directly in the trunk.

If I could, let alone a million, I would like to sell it immediately.

But I need to know what the hell this thing is?

If it's okay, it's okay to sell it to the other party, but if it's like a TMD nuclear weapon, I can't just sell it.

This is simply hurtful, although I can't admit that I am a good person, but I am definitely not a bad person.

I got to the door of the café, and I swaggered inside, and when I got inside, I was completely confused.

Because I noticed that the situation inside this café looked different than before.

When I was standing outside the café door and looking inside, I saw a man in a suit, about 40 years old, with a thin body, sitting at the door, looking outside, how to see this person was the person I had agreed with.

The man held a rose in his right hand, and he was bored and pinched back and forth.

I had already identified the other party, but when I walked through the door, I found that there were 56 customers in the café.

Each of the guests was all male, all dressed in suits, and each holding a rose in his hand.

What the does this mean?

It's impossible to contract the whole shop by an antique dealer, so let's play a prank on the two of us.

I walked in, came to the man next to the window, and said, "You're contacting my antique dealer, aren't you?" ”

The man looked out the window with a smile on his face, ignoring me, and when I got closer, I realized that the man's smile was very stiff.

Like a puppet often seen in a store, he stared out the window motionlessly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

At the same time I glanced back at the other men, and it turned out that all of them were holding roses looking at me at the same time, their eyes paralyzed.

At this moment, I felt that something must be wrong with the inside of this café, and when I looked back, I realized that the door of the café was missing.

Originally, there was a glass door next to me, but when I turned around, the glass was still there, but it became a window that couldn't be opened.

I didn't bother to care about them, I lunged forward, smashed the glass of the coffee shop, and when I jumped out of the coffee shop, I looked back and found that there were many people in the coffee shop, but they were all shapes, men, women, old and young, and they were not all antique dealers at all.

I looked at it with a look of surprise and realized that there was no antique dealer in a suit.

The manager and clerk rushed up to me and reasoned with me, and I immediately paid the money, and they stopped.

Because I didn't bring the phoenix out, I can't figure out what happened before, but one thing is certain, and that is the enchantment set by others in the café.

So as soon as I entered the café, everything I saw just now was either a hallucination or an enchantment, and finally I forcibly smashed the glass, and I escaped.

In other words, I'm afraid that someone is behind me to stop me from doing business.

Thinking of this, I hurried back to my BMW and checked the goods in the trunk, only to find that the goods were still safe and sound, and I was relieved.

Just as I was leaning on the BMW and looking at the broken coffee shop in front of me, my phone suddenly rang, and when I opened it, it was actually a text message from the person who was an antique dealer.

The text message was very simple, telling me that there were police officers around and asking me to change places to trade, and the place of exchange was at an animal park in the city.

I looked around and found that there were indeed a lot of plainclothes policemen walking back and forth around, and I don't know who leaked the news, and the reputation of this antique dealer in the local area is very stinky, and many police officers want to catch him.

I don't care if the police arrest the antique offenders, but at least I'll talk about it after the deal is made.

I followed the other party's request and went to the zoo alone, and finally met a real antique dealer next to a rockery in the middle of the zoo.

The real antique dealer was no different from the thin man before, still wearing a black suit and a hat.

When he came over, his face was pale, but fortunately, he had this popularity, which means that although the other party is not in good health, how can I say that you are a living human being, which reassures me a lot.

Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to hand over the antiques to the other party, so I took out a few photos, put them in front of her, and asked, "I think you're quite sincere, so I came to meet you, but you're very vigilant, and you can actually see the plainclothes police." ”

The antique dealer nodded, coughed twice, and replied with a shy face: "If you do more, you will have a little more experience in this industry, and there is no need to mention the embarrassing things." ”

Well, let's not talk about it.

Let's get straight to the point and talk about business directly.

I shook the picture in my hand and asked, "Do you know what this thing is?" I have a characteristic of doing business, that is, I don't give it to the idiot, if a person doesn't understand antiques and doesn't know much about antiques, I can't sell this good thing for a lot of money! ”

The antique dealer glanced at the photo, and said with a smile on his face: "It shows that you have more research on the antique industry, and everyone can understand good things, and it is like a chef in a five-star hotel, who worked hard to make a table of dishes, but found that the people who ate would not eat at all, and the right to be thrown away as garbage, even if they could afford to pay, the cook would be distressed." ”

I nodded, pretending to feel the same way.

The antique dealer looked at the two photos in the sun for a while.

Looking at it, I found that the antique dealer was happily patting his thigh.

This guy brought the picture to me and said to me: "You kid is really very bold, you dare to buy and sell this thing, this thing is a burial object in the tomb of the ancient emperor, I tell you that this thing is very evil!" ”

I nodded, pretending to understand or not, and asked the other person to tell me about it.

According to the antique dealer, this thing is actually a funeral object, but in fact the real function is to suppress the evil spirit of the corpse.

Ordinary people rarely see this thing in the cemetery, not because of how expensive it is, but because only if the dead of this family have a fraudulent corpse or a very vicious situation, they will use this magic weapon to suppress it.