The auction house is located in the commercial CBD in the center of the city, and unlike other companies in the same building, the auction house is very elegantly decorated, with Middle Eastern-style carpets, brightly colored walls, and a casual painting and ornament in the interior. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl at the front desk of the auction company obviously didn't think that Yan Ruyu, who was wearing a crumpled jacket, was here to talk about business, and she was naturally not enthusiastic about the reception. After Yan Ruyu showed his police officer ID, the girl at the front desk treated him as a hot potato and quickly sent him to the manager's office.

The manager of the auction house was a man in his 40s, with his hair combed back, gold-framed eyes, and cleanly trimmed fingernails.

The manager didn't want to say more to Yan Ruyu, but out of professional habits, he still smiled and said: "I have already told your people on the phone, Guo Liang did come, but he just took away a painting." ”

"I know." Yan Ruyu looked at a statue of an ethnic minority girl on the manager's desk and said, "But there are still some details that I need to know from you, such as, who brought this painting in the first place?" Zhou Peng or his assistant Guo Liang? ”

"It's Guo Liang."

"Why didn't you distinguish the authenticity when Guo Liang brought the painting here, but did it afterwards?"

"I'll admit that the painting is close to being fake, and the experts who examined us for the first time didn't see a problem. Mr. Qi Baishi's paintings have repeatedly fetched tens of millions of dollars, and it is normal for us to confirm them a few more times. ”

Yan Ruyu smiled, "I'm a criminal policeman, and according to my salary level, I probably can't afford to buy a lot of your auction in my life, so I shouldn't have much understanding of the auction industry, but unfortunately, I happened to read several cases about money laundering by auction companies." As far as I know, it is impossible for the auction house to keep the lot if it is not ten sure that it is ten or ten sure, and the higher the value of the lot, the more cautious it is, because in case the subsequent inspection is found to be a fake, the seller bites back and says that the auction house is stealing the day, but it is not clear. ”

Yan Ruyu kept staring at the auction house manager when he spoke, and the manager maintained a professional smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly unnaturally.

The manager didn't answer immediately, he was hesitating, and now he could get the auction house in trouble if he was not careful.

Yan Ruyu leaned forward, lowered his voice and said to the manager: "I am from the serious crime team, and I am not in charge of the economic crime of money laundering, and I am too lazy to trouble myself, so if you say what I want, I promise not to implicate you, but if you refuse to cooperate, I don't mind calling my colleagues in the economics department now." ”

The manager hesitated even more, which convinced Yan Ruyu that selling paintings was definitely not that simple.

The manager got up, locked the office door, returned to his seat, and whispered, "You promise not to implicate me?" ”

"I promise, God knows what you know about today's conversation."

"Well, we do do some money laundering work once in a while, and you know, the auction business hasn't been doing well lately, so we have to eat."

"Occasionally?" Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows, "Okay, occasionally." ”

The manager continued without blushing and heartbeat: "Half a month ago, Zhou Peng found me through a relationship and said that he wanted to sell a painting for 10 million yuan, and after selling it, he would give me 10 percent, that is, 1 million benefits. He didn't say it explicitly, but after doing this business for a long time, I can know the depth after a few words, and I'm sure he is money laundering.

There was an introduction from an intermediary who had worked together for more than ten years, and the benefits were also rich, so I left his paintings. ”

Yan Ruyu asked, "Did you know that the painting was a fake at that time?" ”

"You know, money laundering is also used for fakes."

"Then why did you return the painting?"

"It's not that I want to return it, it's Guo Liang who called and offered to take the painting back, but it won't be sold anyway."

"Have you seen Guo Liang before?"

"Yes, except for the first time when Zhou Peng came to negotiate the price in person, all the procedures after that were connected by Guo Liang and me, he is Zhou Peng's assistant and can represent Zhou Peng."

"When did Guo Liang call you?"

"I'll see, you can wait a minute." The manager took out his mobile phone and looked at the communication records, and after a while, he handed the mobile phone to Yan Ruyu, and pointed to one of the communication records and said, "This is it." ”

"2:40 p.m. on the day of the incident." Yan Ruyu wrote down the time.

The manager asked with some concern, "What the hell...... What happened? ”

"Zhou Peng is dead." Yan Ruyu didn't intend to hide it from the auction house manager.

When the manager heard this, he was also surprised, "Dead? How could he die? ”

Yan Ruyu didn't answer him, and continued to ask, "Did Guo Liang call you suddenly that day?" ”

"It's not sudden, he called the day before, saying that Zhou Peng didn't want to sell paintings anymore. Of course, I was a little reluctant, after all, I went through the formalities, didn't they play me by doing this. Fortunately, these two people are quite open-minded, and although the paintings are not sold, I can still get 200,000 labor fees, so I agreed. ”

"Suddenly not for sale?" Yan Ruyu frowned and said, "I have one last question, if this painting is sold, will the money go directly into Zhou Peng's account?" ”

"Of course, we are a regular auction house." When he said this, the manager's expression was sneering, but he quickly returned to normal and continued: "Zhou Peng will arrange for the person who buys the painting to buy the painting with cash, and after the transaction is completed, we will transfer the money to one of Zhou Peng's accounts." ”

"In other words, if someone wants to get this money, they must stop this transaction, otherwise once the transaction is completed, the cash will become the number on Zhou Peng's account, and it will be difficult to get the money."

The manager asked shrewdly: "When you say someone, do you mean Guo Liang?" ”

Yan Ruyu had already gotten up and said officially: "Out of this door, I will never tell anyone about today's incident, I hope you can do it too." ”

"Of course, of course." The manager got up hurriedly and politely sent Yan Ruyu out of the company's gate.

Yan Ruyu returned to the car, lit a cigarette, and dialed Wu Cuo's phone.

On the other end of the phone, Wu mistakenly said: "As Wan Lu said, there are traces of things on the balcony, and the traces are very new." ”

Yan Ruyu directly believed: "The murderer is Guo Liang." ”

"But we don't have proof."

"It's hard to hide such a large sum of cash, can you get a search warrant?"

……

At 3:00 p.m., Zhou Peng's company, Guo Liang's office.

Yan Ruyu, Wu Cuo and Guo Cuo sat opposite each other, Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo were in a relaxed state, but Guo Liang's face was full of surprise.

"I still don't believe that he is dead, who will kill him?" Speaking of Zhou Peng, Guo Liang looked regretful.

Yan Ruyu got straight to the point and said: "We suspect that in order to save the company on the verge of bankruptcy, Zhou Peng teamed up with his girlfriend Wan Lu to intercept the stolen money from several criminal cases, and because he was worried that the matter would be exposed, Wan Lu killed Zhou Peng at home. ”

"This is too ......" Guo Liang didn't know how to describe this matter, and was stunned for a while and said to Yan Ruyu: "Is there anything you need my help with?" ”