Detective from the future

Chapter 136 Something Happened (Ask for a Monthly Ticket!)

After leaving Yubaotang, Wang Qingsheng couldn't help asking: "Binzi, what do you think of this store?"

Han Bin thought for a while and said, "The store is okay, but the boss is not very good."

"How to say?"

"Simply put, there is a problem with this store, don't take it over."

"What's the problem?"

Han Bin frowned slightly: "I can't say that well, my intuition."

"Brat, follow me." Wang Qingsheng was a little dumbfounded.

"Your antique business is very deep, and there are many rules. If you are deceived, you are called eye-catching. What else can I say?" Han Bin said helplessly.

"You really think this store is unavailable." Wang Qingsheng confirmed.

"No."

"Why does the boss make you feel uncomfortable this week?" Wang Qingsheng asked.

"When I said that I was a policeman, Boss Zhou showed a look of fear and fear, which shows that he has a guilty conscience and something must happen." Han Bin explained.

"Why didn't I see it?" Wang Qingsheng was a little puzzled. He has been in the antique business for so long, so he has a bit of eyesight.

"If it's so easy to see, why do we need the police?" Han Bin said seriously.

"I said you're fat, you're still out of breath." Wang Qingsheng snorted.

"In this respect, I am definitely inferior to you." Han Bin smiled and patted Wang Qingsheng's stomach.

"Go." Wang Qingsheng slapped Han Bin's hand off: "Stinky boy, no one is right."

"Uncle, I'm not joking with you, this store must not be sold." Han Bin warned.

Wang Qingsheng was a little depressed. After finally finding a store with a suitable location and a low price, his nephew said there was a problem, which made Wang Qingsheng very upset.

Wang Qingsheng really wanted to sell this store.

And Han Bin is his most trusted and closest person, and Han Bin's words carry a lot of weight in his heart.

"Uncle, you don't have to worry about being late for a good meal. Anyway, it's still early. If I walk around with you again, I might meet someone more suitable." Han Bin suggested.

Wang Qingsheng sighed: "Let's go."

There are more and more people on the street, and many of them are tourists from other places. Most of these tourists are ignorant, and they are the most likely to be slaughtered if they come here to have fun.

The two walked around the Antique Street, and there were also vacant and transferred shops, but either the location was relatively remote, or the rent price was too high. In short, they couldn't find any suitable ones.

Seeing Wang Qingsheng stop, Han Bin pointed ahead and said, "Uncle, there are still a few shops ahead, let's go and have a look."

"I won't go, I won't go, I've seen those stores before, it's useless." Wang Qingsheng waved his hand. He is tall and fat, and he was tired after walking all morning:

"Well, it's almost noon, let's find a place to eat."

"You are familiar with this area, you just need to lead the way, and I will just eat." Han Bin smiled.

"That being said, when it comes to your uncle and me, the most proficient is antiques, and the second most proficient is eating. Among the friends around me, when it comes to loving food, knowing how to eat, and being able to eat, none of them can compare to me. "

"Then you might as well open a restaurant instead of an antique shop."

"Tsk tsk."

Wang Qingsheng said: "You think it's easy to open a restaurant. 90.00% of the restaurants are earning hard money. There are very few who are really capable and earn a lot of money."

"My mother is here, so I must be talking about you again. Before I started working, I knew I wanted to grow up." Han Bin laughed.

"Go, stop talking nonsense here, and if your mother is not here, just say a few words." Wang Qingsheng sighed. It's hard to do anything these days.

There is a mountain behind the antique street, and there is a farmhouse at the foot of the mountain. The two of them strolled all the way and arrived at this farmhouse called Shanlihong.

The yard of this farmhouse is very large. Sitting in the yard, you can see the mountains in the distance. It is quite idyllic. The surrounding air is also good. It is very cool to sit and eat under the shade of trees.

The menu of Shanlihong Farmhouse is also very special, such as wild mushroom stewed pheasant, shrimp and shell family, big harvest, wild boar pork, wild assorted vegetables and so on.

Han Bin ordered four dishes and one soup, and Wang Qingsheng ordered another bottle of white wine, and asked Han Bin to accompany him to drink a few cups, but Han Bin declined.

Han Bin does not drink at all on weekdays, and usually does not drink during the day on rest days. When he is free at night, he will have a few drinks in a down-to-earth manner.

"Yeah, you don't have such a blessing." Wang Qingsheng drank a sip of wine and ate a mouthful of wild mountain mushrooms, with a look of aftertaste on his face.

Han Bin smiled and tasted a few dishes, which tasted good and authentic.

Although Han Bin didn't drink alcohol, he ordered a bottle of drink instead of wine, and toasted Wang Qingsheng a few glasses.

After a few glasses of wine, Wang Qingsheng opened up the conversation: "Binzi, we both wandered around all morning and didn't see a suitable store, so we should stop thinking about Yubaotang."

"Uncle, you should give up. Boss Zhou must have done something illegal this time. Otherwise, why did he show fear when he heard that I was a policeman?" Han Bin said.

"It's annoying." Wang Qingsheng picked up his glass and took another sip.

"Uncle, you said that Boss Zhou, if he really did something illegal, what is he most likely to do?" Han Bin asked.

"Binzi, you are preconceived. I am afraid that the police will only say that he has done something wrong, but it may not be illegal." Wang Qingsheng said.

"How do you say that?" Han Bin asked.

"I remember that the year before last, an upstart came to the Antique Street and bought a painting of Tang Bohu in a store, which cost a total of 30 yuan. At first, he just liked it and wanted to buy it for collection, but he couldn't hold back his friends. Booing, I ran to appraise it."

As Wang Qingsheng said, he laughed to himself:
"This identification doesn't matter. The painting is a fake, a modern imitation. The workmanship is exquisite and can be worth eight thousand. The nouveau riche was dumbfounded at the time, and lost both face and face."

"What happened later?" Han Bin asked curiously.

"On the third day, the nouveau riche went to the police station to call the police, saying that the antique shop was a fraud and wanted to get back his 30 yuan. Guess what?" Wang Qingsheng asked back.

"Don't be foolish, just talk about it." Han Bin picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for Wang Qingsheng.

"The police came and took notes, but there is not enough evidence to file a case." Wang Qingsheng drank a glass of wine and continued:
"The owner of the antique shop said that this Tang Bohu's painting was collected by him, not from his family's ancestral family, and he couldn't be sure whether it was true or not, and there was no subjective deception; one more thing, 30 wanted to buy Tang Bohu's painting, If you can be [-]% sure that it is authentic, a fool will sell it."

Han Bin nodded. The antique industry is high-risk and high-yield. If you want to catch leaks, you must be prepared to drill.

The benefits, it is impossible for one person to take them all.

"Dinglingling..." At this moment, Han Bin's cell phone rang.

Han Bin took out his mobile phone and looked at it, the screen displayed the word Zeng Ping: "Hello, Team Zeng."

"Han Bin, the case..."

Before Zeng Ping could speak clearly, the phone disconnected.

Han Bin dialed back and found that the mobile phone could not be used normally, and the signal was extremely poor.

"What's the situation?" Han Bin clicked on the second group of WeChat groups, and found that the mobile phone had no internet and could not receive WeChat at all.

Han Bin wanted to get Wang Qingsheng's mobile phone, but found that his mobile phone signal was also very weak, and the connection was disconnected as soon as he dialed the phone.

"Uncle, let's put it aside for a while about the stock market. There must be an accident. I have to contact the police station."

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