"No one will be allowed to see Dream Island until the auction officially begins. ”

The man was gentle, but his words left no room for him, as if his words were the law here.

Eric clearly didn't expect such a tough rejection. But even as a detective, he can't help the man in front of him.

Bode, president and chief auctioneer of Los Angeles Auction House, is the person who speaks here. At the same time, he is also a big merchant who stands at the top of Pelos, and I heard that he has something to do with the city lord's fort.

Bode poked his head forward, squinted and moved his fingers around the frame, and looked at Eric carefully for a while. Finally, he spoke slowly:

"What are you doing here?"

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Refusing to leave, Eric coughed lightly, "Please wait a minute, sir." The blatant auction of the Dream series of paintings is bound to attract the covetousness of thieves. So in order to keep Dream Island safe, I need to ......"

"Are you from the police station?"

The man interrupted with a raised hand.

Eric, who was about to make a request, froze instantly.

Bode continued: "Those guys know that our Los Angeles auction house has the ability to protect their own lots. ”

Those guys?

Eric was unhappy and refused to give up: "Mr. Bode, do you remember the theft of the "Staircase of Dreams" some time ago? Even the guards of the castle could not prevent the painting from being stolen, do you dare to say that the power of the auction house will be more secure?"

"Why not?"

Bode's eyes were unusually insightful: "Sir, if I'm not mistaken, the Pelos Police Station was an important part of the security force at that time in that theft case. So I don't seem to need to rely on the power of the police department. ”

"......" was speechless in the face of Bode's accusations, he didn't expect that his speech would be used as a weapon by the other party.

So, the matter ended with Mr. Detective from the police station leaving the office in disgrace.

......

The famous Los Angeles Auction House is located in the Palos Business District, just a half-minute walk from the police station.

When Eric saw the news of the auction in the newspaper, it was already the day of the auction. So he hurried to the hope that the governor would cooperate with him.

However, just now, Eric's idea of joining forces with the auction house to do security work was ruthlessly rejected.

Well, it doesn't matter. It's true that he was kicked out of the office, but that doesn't mean he can't attend the auction.

Eric immediately decided to change his strategy. At the auction, he doesn't need to take the initiative, just wait for the fish to take the bait.

Using "Dream Island" as bait, the mysterious organization of the strange thief phoenix butterfly and the temptation of the butler Seba are fish.

Will they come?

Nobody knows.

But it's better to just look at the paintings. Eric was also curious about the work of the mysterious Medellín.

Coming out of the office, Eric stepped straight into the auction hall from the side.

The reason for this is because he believes that if you enter through the main entrance, you will definitely hear: Sir, is there an appointment?

The proof is that the auction hall of Nuoda is full. Of course, the people who came here were rich people, and it was enough to see that they were dressed in all high-quality fabrics, which was in stark contrast to the nature of Eric's body.

There is an obvious raison d'être for such a composition. Even businessmen with a little bit of money did not dare to participate in this auction, let alone those poor ghosts. Something called self-knowledge tells them that bidding on these guys who can use money as firewood to play with is no fun at all.

Eric slowly swept through the crowd at a glance, but unexpectedly noticed that there was a guy in the second row who was very familiar. Seeing the empty seat next to the man again, he decisively leaned over.

"Long time no see, friend!"

Eric greeted them warmly.

The man stood up with his fat body and hugged Eric.

"This is the first time we've met since the trip to Oude. He said pleasantly.

The pot-bellied businessman Rowan is a rich character who is not surprising to appear here.

"Can I sit here?"

By the time this was asked, Eric had naturally put his ass in his seat.

"Of course, my friend. Rowan agreed, and then told Eric that he had wrapped all three seats next to each other so that he could sit more spaciously.

"Why don't you go to the VIP box up there?"

Eric was puzzled. With Rowan's financial resources and status, sitting in an ordinary seat is simply a loss of identity.

Rowan smiled: "I just want to take a closer look at "Dream Island", isn't it just putting the cart before the horse when sitting on it." ”

"You're also interested in Dream Island?"

Eric touched his chin.

"yes. The Dream series of paintings is already very rare. If you haven't seen it, even your life will become regretful. ”

With Rowan's alluring financial resources...... If he were to bid, Eric was confident that no one would beat him in this auction.

At that point, the auction will turn into a passing scene.

Rowan seemed to guess what Eric was thinking: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious, I just want to see the true face of the famous painting, and I don't mean to buy it." ”

Eric looked at the smiling and unpredictable Rowan with a look of disbelief. When the time comes, Rowan may take it on a whim, and he won't need a few dollars anyway.

Wait a minute... It doesn't cost a few bucks.

Eric's eyes rolled, and the plan was born.

"What if I say I need you to buy it? ”

Eric said to Rowan, and he was stared at by Rowan with a look of foolishness.

"I hate flashy stuff the most. Why are you going to let me buy a big-priced ornament?"

He is really a businessman, and he is extremely sensitive to money. No wonder he is so rich today.

"Don't be so stingy, Rowan. I know you don't care about that. Do you remember the last time the Stairway of Dreams theft happened in the main fort?..."

Eric tells Rowan about his desire to catch the Thief.

After scrapping his lips and tongues, Rowan finally agreed to help.

At this time, the venue suddenly became quiet.

Eric straightens his head and finds a man with half-white hair coming out of the backfield and into the center of the stage.

It was Bode who had rejected Eric before.

His appearance was a signal for the start of the auction.

The security guards closed the gate and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

"Ahem, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Los Angeles Auction House......"

The boring speech begins.

Rowan yawned.

Eric, however, was in good spirits. He removed the sound from his ears because he wanted to pay attention to something else.

Once the auction starts, the venue becomes a completely enclosed space.

Not surprisingly, the person Eric was waiting for was in this small venue.