Gu Xiuji, who was still looking forward to Shi Ling just now, couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand.

The depressed Shen who was still a little worried just now suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his reaction to Shi Ling was helpless and funny.

Shi Ling said with great certainty: "These pictures of yours must be P's!" ”

Shi Zhenxiang was dumbfounded, and couldn't keep up with Shi Ling's brain circuit for a while, "Little Master, white powder is legal in many places in our Bai Country, and some places are more strict, but it is rarely sentenced to death." In some places, the death penalty has even been abolished. ”

Shi Ling frowned, but it was not difficult to understand that it was legal to carry a gun here.

"That's a lot of money. But you said you hated white powder and disdained to make a profit from these things, so let us destroy it. ”

Speaking of this, Shi Zhenxiang scratched his head and said with a smile: "At that time, we originally planned to burn it down. But you say, that's not gunsmoke, that's smoking. Then let's learn what kind of Humen cigarettes in Huaguo, soak them in seawater, and then add quicklime treatment. ”

The corners of Shi Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly asked Shi Zhenxiang curiously, "How did you become the patriarch of the Wells family with this brain?" ”

Shi Zhenxiang: "Of course, it depends on you and the Pope's support!" ”

Shi Ling: "Pope? ”

Shi Zhenxiang subconsciously looked up at Gu Xiuji behind Shi Ling, saw him shaking his head slightly, and said with a dry smile: "It's our friend." It's a pity you forgot. ”

Yu Shen noticed the interaction between Shi Zhenxiang and Gu Xiuji, glanced at Gu Xiuji lightly, and said to Shi Zhenxiang: "You show Shi Ling's photo of your pope, maybe she will be familiar?" ”

Shi Ling also nodded: "That's right." Look, who is called such a middle two? ”

Gu Xiuji: "......"

Shi Zhenxiang smiled dryly: "Hahaha, I don't have a photo of the Pope." He doesn't like to take pictures. ”

"Oh. Old man, you still have to take some photos, otherwise you can't find a suitable one when you want to use a posthumous photo. Shi Ling suggested in a sincere tone.

Yu Shen couldn't help but laugh.

Shi Zhenxiang silently looked up at the Pope.

Gu Xiuji was not angry, looking at Shi Ling's gaze, there was always tenderness in her helplessness.

He asked: "Shi Ling, I can do some hypnotic techniques that can evoke people's lost memories, are you willing to try it?" ”

Shi Ling shook his head: "Thank you, Brother Ji, I do have some mental problems, but I have already made an appointment with a psychiatrist." She should be free to come to Cloud City in a while. One thing will not bother the two masters. ”

Gu Xiuji's eyes dimmed, although Shi Ling didn't say who it was, he knew that this person must be Gu Yang.

What he did to Shi Ling was seamless in front of everyone, but Gu Yang had the ability to see it at a glance.

"Okay, then I wish you a speedy recovery, but we are friends and neighbors, and we will be useful in the future, just call me." After being rejected by Shi Ling, he didn't ask about the matter in detail, as if he had a sense of boundary, and it was just right and not offensive.

Shi Ling also nodded kindly.

But Gu Xiuji could feel that she was obviously more alienated from him than from depression, and her heart couldn't help but feel bored.

"Little Master ......"

Shi Ling raised his hand: "Stop, my name is Shi Ling, don't call me like an old monster, okay?" Don't take P's photos to deceive me, I often watch official popular science, and I have a strong sense of anti-fraud. ”

Shi Zhenxiang: "......"

Shi Zhenxiang was extremely sad and looked at Gu Xiuji.

Gu Xiuji stepped aside and let go of the housekeepers and bodyguards who were waiting on the side, and reminded gently: "Before Patriarch Wells came, didn't he say that he wanted to clarify the misunderstanding with Shi Ling and apologize?" ”

"Yes, yes, little master...... Miss Shi Ling. Shi Zhenxiang felt that it was a bit rebellious to call the little master ancestor by his name, and he couldn't say it, so he simply beckoned the housekeeper to come over, "Quickly move things over." ”

Shi Ling glanced at the boxes, "I don't want your things." ”

Trying to buy her with gifts? She won't be in cahoots with them!

"These are all Chinese antiques that we stole from pirates before, and I heard that those pirates also stole them from tomb robbers. Those tomb robbers were supposed to smuggle things overseas to sell, but they didn't expect to encounter black and black. What do we call it? The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind! Shi Zhenxiang's last sentence deliberately used his broken northeastern accent Hua Chinese.

The corners of Shi Ling's mouth twitched slightly, but after seeing the Huaguo antiques in the box, his attitude changed instantly.

How can this be called bribery! It was originally a Huaguo thing, this is called returning to Zhao!

"Patriarch Wells, thank you so much. Although your idiots did cause us some trouble, your apology was very sincere, and I accepted the things, and if there were other Chinese antiques, I would be disrespectful. Shi Ling's gaze at Shi Zhenxiang was so enthusiastic and eager that Shi Zhenxiang almost thought that he remembered him.

Shi Zhenxiang was emotional, and immediately said: "Little Master, don't worry, we will definitely work harder to eat black, swallow the benefits without leaving a handle, and supply you!" ”

Shi Ling asked for a pen and paper at the front desk of the hotel, wrote down the address, and said to Shi Zhenxiang: "Thank you, Patriarch Wells, just send things to this address in the future." You're such a nice guy! On behalf of the whole country, I thank you! ”

Shi Ling said and bowed solemnly.

Shi Zhenxiang was so frightened that he stepped back, and suddenly felt a sense of mission and responsibility that he was given a heavy responsibility: "Little Master, don't worry, I will definitely do it!" ”

Unexpectedly, even if the little master ancestor has amnesia, he still has a natural trust in him!

Gu Xiuji glanced at the address that Shi Ling wrote to Shi Zhenxiang, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he used to turn his hand, but now it's okay, without concealment, and directly donated it to the museum in Huaguo.

That's it, just let her rely on her amnesia to make a fuss.

Anyway, as long as he finds the backstabber, he can still help her get through in front of the priest.

Shi Ling accepted a few boxes of antique calligraphy and paintings sent by Shi Zhenxiang, and asked Yu Shen to help pack them and send them back to China.

……

The Heaton family's private auction is held in an underground mall, guarded by family bodyguards at the door, and only ticket holders are allowed to enter. Those who come are either rich or expensive.

Shi Ling, Yu Shen and Zhu Youzhen entered the venue at the ticket check, and suddenly a female voice full of mockery came from behind them.

"Isn't this the Chinese homeless man under the overpass on Museum Road? Tickets can't be stolen, right? How is it that even such inferior people can enter the auction of your Heaton family? ”

Shi Ling and the others turned around and saw a young woman in a red printed coat. She looks like an oriental yellow-skinned face, but her makeup is thick and European and American, and her chin is slightly raised, with a bit of domineering.

The bodyguards honored her: "Dkov." ”

Shi Ling remembered that Zhu Youzhen said that the family behind the Duncheng Museum is the Deke family.