She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"At first I thought someone just pushed me and I lost my balance. But then someone bumped into me from behind. I don't know who it was, but..."

Manshu pointed to the cameras on both sides of the street.

Although Tianfu Lane is a flea market on the surface, it actually deals in antiques.

This kind of business is prone to disputes, so cameras inside and outside are essential.

Even if they are not available at the antique stalls on the street, they will be installed at the doorsteps of shops on both sides.

"Check nearby cameras, maybe you can capture it."

Seeing the police coming and an elder as respected as Mr. Chen presiding over justice, Manshu was no longer as cautious in her words as before.

"Of course, if someone really set up a trap, they would have taken the cameras into consideration. Maybe the cameras here just happened to be broken."

Manshu spoke slowly and even had a slight smile on his face.

The calmer she is, the more uncertain some people feel.

In fact, she was just speculating and had no basis for her speculation.

But Tong Yan believed it. He glanced at both sides of the street and saw surveillance cameras.

"Xiao Zhu, ask the two bosses to cooperate with the investigation."

The police officer named Xiao Zhu immediately went to the store to check the surveillance footage.

In less than two minutes, he came out.

The camera that was most likely to have captured the moment Manshu was pushed and then hit was broken, as she had expected.

As for the one opposite, due to the angle, I didn't see anyone bumping into her.

"The little girl is right."

"Could it be an accident?"

"Did the little girl offend someone, or did the boss want to..."

The onlookers soon had different voices.

Everyone looked at the antique stall owner and Qian Sihai with scrutiny.

However, Qian Sihai is Mr. Chen's son-in-law and a professor in the History Department of C University, so everyone subconsciously excluded him from the conspiracy.

So everyone prefers the boss.

"A camera alone can't prove anything. Little girl, have you found any other suspicious points?" Old Man Chen glanced at his son-in-law, and seeing that he looked normal, he turned his gaze back to Manshu.

"The other suspicious points should be on this blue and white porcelain vase."

Manshu pointed to the broken porcelain pieces on the ground that had been protected and had not yet been picked up.

"Oh?" Old Man Chen looked at another old friend who had remained silent from beginning to end.

The other party had not expressed his opinion before, but when the little girl mentioned the broken porcelain pieces, a hint of light appeared in his eyes.

Cao Tianxiang spoke before Mr. Chen: "What's suspicious about the blue and white porcelain vase?"

"First of all, it's not real yet. I heard that blue and white porcelain vases are very valuable, and they are rarely seen even at auctions. If the boss really has this treasure, why don't you send it to an auction house? If you send it to auction, a genuine blue and white porcelain vase, whether it is Yuan blue and white or Ming blue and white, should be worth more than 10 million, right?"

Cao Tianxiang raised his eyebrows: "Little girl, are you interested in antiques?"

Manshu was stunned. What research did she have? The one who had research was Old Man Yan.

After he handed over the family business to Yan Zhan, he became idle.

Then I also attend some auctions, and if I see something I like, I buy two.

To be precise, the person who really did the research was Old Madam Yan.

Most of the Yan family’s valuable antique calligraphy and paintings were the old lady’s dowry collection.

It's a pity that the old lady passed away early.

Manshu believes that the reason why the old man started studying antiques was as a way to commemorate his wife.

Having lost his son in middle age and his wife in old age, the old man must be lonely.

Appreciate antiques with like-minded friends and occasionally participate in gambling stone events, just as a pastime.