Polpo walked down from the stage, came to Han Da'er's side, and said:

"If there's anything special you find, just tell me!"

Han Daring didn't pay attention to it, but walked to the auction table again and looked down at the black jade statue. Polpo ate a big neck, felt disgraced, and was quite angry, and shouted at Han Da'er, who was looking down at the statue:

"You dodge! I said you don't have the power to enforce the law! You are also one of the suspects now, don't go near any evidence! ”

Han Daring didn't pay attention to Porpo's words at all, but during the patrol brought by Polpo, a big man with a long beard stepped forward and grabbed Han Daring's shoulder, wanting to tear it away.

This tall patrol looks taller and stronger than Han Da'er, and at first glance, he is used to bullying people, and he does not put the Chinese in front of him in his eyes at all, but the result can be imagined. This is called a nest head somersault, and it is conspicuous!

As soon as the patrol's hand was on Han Daring'er's shoulder, Han Daring'er grabbed his wrist, his body shook, he had already shaken his arm, and a big silk entanglement moved the patrol's huge body to the ground, and the patrol grinned and scolded in pain.

This is usually placed, Han Daring only needs to shake his shoulder, a little hard to grab, patrol Zhun Bao fell on his back, maybe he didn't know at this time, but as soon as he came here, it was the scene of the corpse, Han Daring didn't want to destroy the scene, secondly, he fought with the masked man just now, and suffered internal injuries, his strength was only the usual weakness, and his strength was only three or four percent of the usual, so he used the Baji Fist to move the big man to the ground.

The big man patrolled his shoulder and wanted to struggle to stand up, but Bai Han boldly used his anti-joint to treat it and couldn't move.

Seeing this, Polpo immediately pulled out the matching gun from the holster on his waist, wanting to step forward and threaten. He ran awkwardly to the auction table, and the muzzle of the gun was just about to be aimed at Han Daringer, only to feel that his hand was loose, and the revolver in his hand had already reached Han Daringer's hand.

Just when he staggered onto the stage, Han Daring had already pushed the big man to the side of the stage with his knees, and then dodged forward, saying that it was too late to reach out and snatch the matching gun from Polpo's hand, and when Polpo reacted, Han Daring shook his hand and had already reinserted the pistol back into the holster of Polpo's belt. A set of actions in one go, Polpo couldn't help but be stunned, and stood on the spot for a long time before coming back to his senses.

Han Daring didn't pay attention to Polpo, let alone the big man who got up on the side of the platform and wanted to get started, he just looked down at the square table where the black jade statue was placed. The big man patrolled just stepped forward, Han Daring shook his hand, this patrol just suffered a big loss, at this moment did not dare to underestimate the Chinese in front of him, seeing Han Daring shook his hand, thinking that he wanted to restrain himself like just now, immediately dodged and retreated, who knew that the foothold under his feet was unstable, the side of the platform fell, and he slept on his back.

In fact, Han Da'er just took out a handscroll from his pocket, shook his hand and shook it off, and then carefully pinched the little cigarette ash found on the square table and put it on the handkerchief to look at it. He swept the big man to patrol and wanted to step forward, so he deliberately used the action of throwing off the handkerchief to intimidate the big man to patrol, but he didn't expect him to fall off the auction table by himself.

Although Han Da'er's two strokes just now were swift and lightning fast in the eyes of others, he himself was even unable to wait after being injured by the masked man, so his body and strength were much slower, and his two movements had begun to breathe unevenly, and some beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Mei Ruohong on the side also saw that Han Da'er's face was different, and his breathing seemed to be a little short, far less calm and relaxed than usual, and he was also a little worried in his heart.

She approached Han Da'er and said softly:

"You must be hurt!"

Han Daring held the cigarette ash with a handkerchief, just tilted his head slightly, and forced out a smile.

Mei Ruohong said again:

"It's better to leave it alone! Let them go on patrol and work their own hands! ”

Han Daring was focused on the clues at this time, just shook his head, but did not answer.

He saw that the cigarette ash held on the handkerchief did not disperse, unlike the ash of ordinary cigarettes, which collapsed at the touch of a button, so he turned his head to look at the head of Lu Zhengxiong in the corner of the stage, and the cigar cigarette that the monk was holding tightly in his mouth.

Polpo also reacted at this time, and just wanted to step forward, but was persuaded by Burroughs to get away. Burroughs could see that Sensei said that Polpo and the big man were patrolling together, and they were not Han Daring's opponents at all.

Don't look at the guns in their hands, but according to Han Daring'er's skills just now, even if they have firearms in their hands, they may not be easy to use at close range.

Burroughs had long heard of the name of the Tianjin Detective, and he had seen a lot of magical oriental martial arts in China for a long time, but he didn't expect that the young detective in front of him would have such outstanding skills, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart.

At this time, everyone in the lounge had already returned to the auction hall one after another, and as soon as they entered the door, they heard the questions raised by Han Da'er, and everyone also recalled the location of the black jade statue they saw before the lights went out, and what was the difference between what they saw now.

At this time, Xie An, who was in the impermanent ghost race, remembered the moment the black jade statue was placed on the table, the face of the statue was obviously facing straight ahead, but at this time, the head of the statue was slightly tilted to one side, as if it had really turned around, and the position where the statue was now facing was the seat just now, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Gao Jinghui also said:

"I wonder if this statue moved on its own!"

When everyone heard this, those who didn't know the legend of the statue were a little puzzled, and those who knew the legend didn't quite believe in this kind of fantasy.

Gao Jinghui said:

"It's too evil, after the lights go dark, the statue moves, the dead person is beheaded, and the back of my neck is cold and suddenly hangs colors!"

Xie An took a few steps back, tripped over the chair in the auction hall, and sat down on the chair with his ass, only muttering:

"It must be the poison curse of the Great Black Sky! It's a poisonous curse of the Great Black Sky! Whoever gets the statue of the Great Black Sky will be separated from his family once he loses the statue! ”

The surrounding guests and the French patrol all focused their eyes on Xie An. Polpo, you walked up to Xie An and asked:

"What a poisonous curse! What are you talking about? ”

Because Xie An stared at the black jade statue in a daze, and Porpo's Chinese words were really lame, Xie An completely ignored Porpo's words, and just looked at the black jade statue as if he was caught in a memory.

As the chief inspector of the Ministry of Industry of the French Concession, Polpo had never been so slighted, first a Chinese policeman, who did not take himself seriously, and even threatened himself, and then even a guest at the auction and the suspects present ignored his inquiries, and was really a little angry.

He stepped forward to grab Xie An, and was about to ask what Xie An meant, when Burroughs just stepped forward to persuade him, Xu Lingfeng walked to Polpo's side at this time, and briefly recounted the origin and legend of the black jade chisel gold statue to Polpo in French.

Porpo was a devout Christian and never believed in the legends of pagan gods, so he scoffed at the so-called Great Black Poison Curse, which he thought was nonsense.

It's just that among the people present, except for a few foreigners who are only interested in art and antiques, the rest of them have more or less heard the legend of the black jade statue, and among these people, Zhang Xi and Gao Jinghui mostly knew about it from the oral accounts of their elders, and only the old man who originally sat in the first row with Xie An seemed to know more about this legend.

The old man's surname is Jia, his name is Xicunzi, and he is an antique collector. I look like I'm in my seventies, but my real age is ninety-two years old. According to him, decades ago, the owner of the black jade statue at that time was a large family in Beizhili.

I don't know what this big family started on, in short, it is very rich in the local area, and likes to play with antiques, and I don't know where to get this statue, but one night the family was suddenly hit by a fire, and the black jade statue disappeared, and none of the family escaped, all died in the fire.

The most bizarre thing is that after the fire was extinguished, a lot of charred corpses were found from the fire, but each charred corpse was a separate body, and I don't know how it was caused.

Everyone listened to the old man Nishimura talk intermittently, and they were all half-convinced, but Nishimura was convincing, claiming that he lived in Beizhili at the time, although he had no contact with the Wu family, but after the fire, he had also been to the scene in person, but in addition to the decay and decay, only a few charred corpses were being collected by the people at the yamen.

Xie An listened to Nishimura's story, and his face turned pale with fright, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His appearance at the moment completely lost the domineering momentum when he quarreled with Lu Zhengxiong, but he seemed to be afraid to avoid it.

Han Da'er knew very well that even if the black jade statue had all kinds of weird legends, Lu Zhengxiong died unexpectedly, and the old man of the West Village might scare a bandit who had done tomb robbery like this, unless the black jade statue and the past told by the West Village evoked some terrifying memories of Xie An.

If what Nishimura said was true, then Xie An was likely to have something to do with the destruction of the previous generation of owners of the Black Jade Statue.

Thinking of this, Han Da'er was about to step forward to interrogate Xie An, when the last person in the lounge also returned to the auction hall, and this person was none other than Abel Bertrand, the son of the president of the French Chamber of Commerce.

Just now, everyone returned to the auction hall one after another from the lounge, and they all saw Han Da'er teaching the big man to patrol. Except for Yan Zhi and Zhang Xi's master and apprentice, Gao Jinghui, Wang Weihan, Lao Cai and Jean Pierre, who had already seen Han Daring's skills, everyone else was impressed by the scene of Han Dada'er quickly subduing Polpo and the big man's patrol.

Only Abel Bertrand walked into the auction hall last, so he had never seen Han Da'er's sharp and swift skills. On the contrary, as soon as he saw Han Daring, he rushed over with rage, shouting in French and Chinese, and holding the Western dress that Ye Ling was wearing in his hand.

The long skirt was taken off by Ye Ling himself when the light was dark, and he was originally wearing a short shirt inside, in order to wait for the yellow-robed ancestor to appear and make it easier to fight.

Bertrand didn't know the truth, but at the dinner before the auction began, he saw this tall Chinese and Ye Ling pulling and arguing, plus after the lights were on, Han Daring flew out of the auction hall, and suspected that Ye Ling's mysterious disappearance was related to him. As for the missing mirror core on the long table in front of the auction table, he didn't care.

Berant rushed up and reached out to grab Han Daring's neck collar, Han Daring avoided Bertrand on one side, stretched out his fingers and flicked the numb tendons under the crook of his arm, Bertrand felt a soreness in his arm, and the half-grabbed hand involuntarily drooped down.

Of course, Polpo knew Bertrand, and looked a little respectful to Bertrand, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Mr. Bertrand, why is anyone missing?"

After speaking, he pressed the holster of the gun with his hand and looked at Han Da'er suspiciously.

Han Daring knew that this Bertrand was just fascinated by Ye Ling's beauty, and should not know the identity of Ye Ling's snitch, and it seemed that he only cared about Ye Ling, and didn't care about the life of the auction at all.

If you bother with him to explain Ye Ling's past, as well as the ins and outs, whether he can understand it or not, it will take a long time just to spit on him, so he doesn't explain much, just said:

"I went to chase the thief just now, and when I chased it out, Ye Ling was already one step ahead of me!"

Han Daring glanced down the hall as he spoke, and then asked Burroughs:

"Are all the people in the lounge back to the auction room?"

Burroughs nodded:

"Yes! There is no one in the lounge anymore! ”

Han Da'er frowned slightly, and said:

"That's not right! One less person! ”