As he spoke, Mr. Wang looked at his female secretary, and I saw that the woman took out a large envelope from the Kun bag she was carrying, but there were only two 8-inch photos inside.

The photo was very new, and the female secretary respectfully handed it to me with both hands.

I took the photo disapprovingly, because the rule in the industry is that to authenticate an antique, you must look at the original, because many famous treasure connoisseurs can't identify the authenticity of a photo.

However, as soon as I came into contact with one of the photographs, I immediately understood that the purpose of being invited here was not as simple as identifying a calligraphy or painting.

I settled down to take a closer look, and both photos were of the same painting, one was a panorama and the other was a close-up.

I pulled up the close-up photograph in front of me, and in the center of the picture was a child's face, a boy of five or six years old.

With a thin little face, sparse and slightly yellowish hair, his two eyes stared at me, his eyes rolled upward, revealing a large white of his eye, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he couldn't tell whether it was a smile or a mockery, which was very weird.

I need to explain that the photograph is a portrait of a person, a figure painting using modern ink techniques to be precise, and the whole thing in the painting is actually very simple, just a chair and a little boy.

The chair is one of those old-fashioned swivel chairs that takes up a lot of blank space.

The child sits cross-legged on the chair, looking very small, and the chair is completely rendered and colored with ink, which shows the pale skin of the child.

The child's face is outlined with different shades of ink lines, and the expression is quite strange.

I stared back and forth at the two photos, and no one could see the change in my expression.

The rosary in Mr. Wang's hand was pinched, and he asked me with trembling lips, "You...... You...... Do you know this painting?! You...... Do you see what's coming???!!! ”

Even if the child in the picture is a little weird, it's just a big deal, seeing that Mr. Wang's lips are blue, why is he so nervous?!

For a while, my heart was filled with countless question marks, could it be that Mr. Wang is inextricably related to the author who created this painting? !

Staring at Mr. Wang's eyes, I deliberately slowed down my tone and said, "Don't be nervous, I've seen this painting, and I know some inside information, but ...... But it's just a painting, and I wonder why you're so nervous about a painting. ”

Mr. Wang leaned his face closer to me, raised his voice and asked, "Teacher Ma, what do you know, ...... Fast...... Tell me! ”

Zheng Qian looked at the horror on Mr. Wang's face, and also said: "Yes, Mr. Ma, I see that Mr. Wang is in a hurry, if you know anything, you can tell me quickly!" ”

Asked by these two men's grimaces, I could clearly feel the hairs on my back standing on end rapidly.

I was also nervous, swallowing a mouthful of saliva before saying, "Maybe I can't tell much information, I've seen such a painting, yes, at a modern art exhibition, it was many years ago......"

Zheng Qian hurriedly asked: "Do you know the author of this painting?!" ”

I pointed to one of the seals in the photo and said, "Isn't there a seal on the corner of the painting, it's two seal characters, ink white, if nothing else, then this painting is from the hand of ink white." ”

Mr. Wang muttered: "Mo ...... Ink White ......"

I nodded and said, "It's Mo Bai." ”

Mr. Wang suddenly remembered something and asked: "Where is Mobai now, do you know each other, can you introduce me, I would like to consult him in person......

I frowned and said, "This ...... I'm afraid I can'......"

Mr. Wang's secretary also made a snort and asked me in horror: "Mr. Ma, Mo Bai, what's wrong with him?!! ”

I waved my hand and explained, "Mo Bai is not a big person, and I can't contact him, but I can ask someone to ask him......"

Mr. Wang smiled ugly: "That's great, that's great, it's troublesome...... Please ask Mr. Ma for us, I will be thanked, I will be thanked! ”

I'm not at all interested in what to thank him, seeing that Mr. Wang's nerves are not very normal, even if I can inquire about Mo Bai's whereabouts, how can I tell them, what if it is not good for Mo Bai, a painter?

Moreover, I still have great doubts about Mr. Wang's appearance today and many words in his mouth.

If I refuse Mr. Wang immediately, I think it will be difficult for me to get out today.

Thinking of this, I had to say tactfully: "Mr. Wang, it's not that I don't want to help with this favor, but I have to understand the mystery, because now I'm very confused, how did the painting of Mobai get into your hands, and you just said that you invited a master to calm this painting, what does this mean?" Isn't this just a painting, I think your series of actions today have exceeded my imagination, and also beyond the scope of my ability to palm, if you want to get some help from me, please tell the whole thing as it is, if you listen, I don't think the whole thing has anything to do with Mo Bai, I can help you inquire about his whereabouts......"

Mr. Wang looked down at the human bone rosary in his palm, and he could feel that I had paid attention to this object before.

Mr. Wang also felt that what I said was reasonable, and after thinking about it, he said: "The whole thing, it's not complicated, but I don't know where to start." ”

Zheng Qian is an idler, and most idlers have two hobbies, one is to join in the fun, and the other is to listen to people's gossip.

At this time, the whole street is not moving, and it would be nice to hear a wonderful story to pass the time on a long afternoon.

Zheng Qian lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, and began to urge Mr. Wang to say: "You see that I am not busy in this store, I have time, if I want to explain things, it is best to start from the source, speak slowly, and not be afraid of long ......."

Mr. Wang looked at me without objection, and glanced at the human bone rosary again, and his fingers subconsciously began to rotate slowly.

Mr. Wang sighed and said slowly: "This string of rosaries has accompanied me for five or six years, maybe you can also see that this object is very old, and it is also very special, it is not at all passed down by my ancestors, I have worn it for so many years, and I don't know whether it is beneficial or disadvantageous for my life, if you start from the beginning, the development of things, more or less with this string of rosary beads, please listen to me slowly......"