Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

The tricks of antiques can't fool professionals, nor can they fool Xiaobai. The easiest people to fall into the trap are the kind of people who are lucky and half-understandable. I think I am a little level, and I am arrogant, or I will not enter the pit, and once I enter the pit, it will be even more difficult to jump out.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofeng was very agitated, Li Mo didn't ask any more questions, and let him calm down first.

"Mr. An, Mr. Jiang, I already know about this matter. I'll ask people outside and find a solution."

Downstairs, the tall bald man squatted on the ground like a bullied child, not daring to lift his head to take a look. It's too scary, he is afraid of being ruthless, obviously he has met someone who is even more ruthless.

At this time, four police officers came over. They looked at the honest bald man, and then saluted the brown bear. One of them said, "Someone was injured outside. They have called the police, so let's find out the situation in detail."

The brown bear is more than a head taller than them, standing alone on the stairs is extremely brave. He took out two books from his carry-on bag and handed them to the other party. The police officer froze for a moment, then thought of something, and his expression became more dignified. He took it with both hands and flipped through it. The first one was a work permit, and the second one was a gun permit.

Fuck, this person in front of him is too big to carry a weapon with him. This kind of security forces are all powerful figures, he nodded at the brown bear, and walked to the side with his work card to verify.

About five or six minutes later, the police officer came back and handed the book to the brown bear, and saluted again: "The superior instructed us to obey your orders."

The brown bear also returned the gift and said: "My boss is here to learn something. I will ask this person when I have something to say. Others, you can deal with it. The impact of blocking the gate of the community is too bad. If the boss returns to the capital, if he speaks more Some people will be implicated, after all, those who are able will prevail."

The police officer understands that the big man above can reach the sky. If he is unhappy, someone will definitely be unlucky.

The brown bear walked up to the bald man, grabbed his right hand, and then pulled it again to reset his middle finger.

"Go up, if you see my boss is unruly, then you can ask for blessings and see if your life is hard enough."

The bald man had lost his courage, but fortunately his middle finger was reset, which gave him a feeling of survival.

"Don't worry, I know everything and say everything."

After the two left, the other three police officers gathered around and asked in a low voice, "Boss, who is that great god upstairs?"

"During the May Day, you took your wife and children to visit his museum in Kyoto. They gave you a 30% discount because you have a work permit."

The police officer who asked the question opened his mouth slightly, it was a bit unbelievable that it was actually that divine man.

"Don't be dazed, get rid of the group of people at the gate of the community first."

At Mr. An's house, the bald man honestly told all he knew. He spoke for seven or eight minutes before he finished, and then stood aside without daring to breathe.

"The more than 6 million yuan borrowed by Xiaofeng together, returned to your hands after a long circle, and made 18 million yuan with a fake painting, empty gloves and white wolves. This is making money out of nothing. The method is really powerful, I really don’t believe it if I didn’t meet it in person.”

"The money didn't come into our hands. I was just entrusted by them to collect the money, and I got one-tenth of every payment."

"Ratchet of the same feather."

Li Mo thought for a while and asked, "Is that painting still in your hand?"

"Yes, I'll take it out."

Lao Jiang hurriedly got up and went into the bedroom to get it, and soon came out holding a rectangular box. Teacher An quickly wiped it several times with a dry paper towel to prevent the painting from getting water stains on the table.

A scroll painting was taken out, and Old Jiang spread it on the table, and slowly opened it.

A picture of black bamboo appeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Mr. Li, I have also asked the experts I know to appraise it. Some details seem uncomfortable and not very coordinated, but I can't clearly see what went wrong."

"Old Jiang, don't talk, let Li Mo take a good look."

Teacher An signaled her husband not to disturb Li Mo's thoughts and affect his judgment.

This is a long roll of ink painting on paper, about 30 cm wide and 150 cm long. The painting is bamboo, with inscriptions and seals.

This painting is different from most ink bamboo paintings. The inclined bamboo is laid out from left to right, which is free and easy, and new bamboos are used to supplement the left picture, with appropriate shades. The whole picture is neat and beautiful, with clear layers, and the bamboo is extremely vivid, showing the chic and elegant style of landscape painting.

Just judging from the painting style of this ink bamboo, it feels similar to Tang Yin's other bamboo paintings.

There is also an inscription and postscript at the bottom behind the ink bamboo painting, which reads: the four watch moon falls on the paper and the window is empty, sober up and hold your head to read temporarily. Clear thinking is overwhelming, and the green shadows of ten poles are cold and green to support the sparse.

At the end, Tang Yin of Sumen writes freehand brushwork for Wen Zhao and Shen Jun.

The inscription has two bell seals of the author, one is 'Tang Bohu', the other is 'Nanjing Jieyuan', and there is a 'Gu Luofu Zhu Collection Seal'.

This painting has bamboo, inscriptions, inscriptions, and Tibetan seals. The first time I read it, my impression is that it is probably Tang Yin’s authentic work. But if you look carefully and think about it carefully, there will be inconsistencies in the whole painting. local.

Li Mo's eyes fell on that part, first on the inscriptions, and then on the last part of the ink bamboo picture.

The inconsistencies are these two places.

With a sweep of the different pupils, the whole painting immediately emits a blue halo, but the blue halo does not form a whole, but is divided into three parts. The part of the inscription and the end part of the ink bamboo painting are independent, and they also form a halo, but But it didn't form a circle of light that spread to the surroundings, which means that these two incongruous parts were not created by Tang Yin.

Li Mo focused his eyes on the end of the black bamboo map and took a closer look. It turned out that this was the case, and he found the reason.

Withdrawing his different pupils, Li Mo looked at the bald man shrunk not far away and said, "You guys are scheming to seize the opportunity to play tricks, and the empty-handed white wolf wants to get 18 million. I know there are some people behind you... If you are strong, you also have a certain amount of connections, and the fact that you have been in trouble in the community for so long and you can't do anything about it shows some problems."

"I don't want to ask who those people are. I just want to help Mr. An solve this matter. I believe Xiaofeng owes 18 million loan sharks, but you all know very well that even if Mr. An's family admits this It is impossible to get so much money out of the debt in the end. So you also have an expected price in your heart, contact and communicate with the boss behind you now, and see how much money you need to pay to solve this matter once and for all?"

The bald man breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had a chance to get in touch with the person behind him. They came to Shanghai from the capital to make troubles. Their biggest confidence was that the people behind them had strength, but they didn't know who was stronger than this man named Li Mo.

"Mr. Li, I will contact the boss immediately."

The bald man took out his hand and went to the balcony to fight.

At this time, Teacher An said worriedly: "Li Mo, this matter is too much trouble for you, and the teacher feels very uncomfortable."

"Mr. An, it's all trivial things, don't worry."

Li Mo comforted her that 18 million is an unimaginable huge sum of money for ordinary people, and they would not be able to earn it in a lifetime. But to Li Mo, it's just a number, and it can be solved by doing it.

"Mr. Li, what do you think of this painting by Tang Yin?"

"Mr. Jiang, let's talk about this later."

Li Mo didn't answer this question right away, the bald man carefully returned to the living room after making the phone call, wanting to speak but worried about being beaten.

"You can just tell the truth what your boss said."

Li Mo looked calm and didn't take this matter to heart.

"The boss means that according to the rules of the antique shop, if you miss it, you can only consider yourself unlucky. Since this painting was sold for 8 million, then the matter will end at this price. I will take all the procedures. The money is in place. The account is written off."

"We don't want this painting anymore. How much will it be worth if you bring it back? I think it can be worth seven million."

Li Mo pointed to the painting on the table, and the bald man was about to cry. He said in a very embarrassed way: "Mr. Li, since you paid for it, this painting will... also belong to you."

It's just a fake of Tang Yin, let alone seven million, even seven thousand is too much.

"No more room for bargaining?"

"Mr. Li, I just run errands for others. Based on my understanding of the boss, it is best to settle this matter like this."

Li Mo stopped talking to him: "Bring me all the receipts, and I will pay the money."

"Mr. Li, I'll send someone over right away."

This matter can finally be settled, the bald man wished he could finish his confession and leave this ghostly place immediately. No one can afford to offend, and I can always hide myself.

In less than ten minutes, someone rang the doorbell at the door. The brown bear opened the door and brought in a man in his twenties. He took out a stack of various documents from his bag and put them on the table respectfully.

"Mr. Li, all the documents are here, and there will be no missing one."

"Even if you don't have it, so what. If you still dare to use this matter to cause trouble, I will chop you up and throw them into the sea to feed the sharks."

Li Mo's voice was very soft, but when he heard the ears of the two people, they immediately shuddered.

After paying, Li Mo glanced at his bald head and said, "Have you received it?"

"It's in the account, thank you, Mr. Li."

At this time, Li Mo asked in a very puzzled tone: "I can't figure out one thing. Isn't it just for money that you are trying to find sheep to be slaughtered? Then why doesn't your boss unite with some experts to jointly investigate this matter?" How about a research and appraisal of Tang Yin's painting?"

Everyone in the room was stunned.

"Mr. Li, are you saying that this painting is the real work of Tang Yin?"

Old Jiang stood up from the chair all of a sudden, the turning point was too big, it was like going on a roller coaster day by day.

Li Mo nodded with a smile.

"This "Ink Bamboo Picture" is indeed an authentic work by Tang Bohu, one of the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty. As for the reason why you can't see through it, it is because you have mistakenly entered the dead corner of thinking about authenticating ancient paintings. Uncertain factors must be regarded as high imitation. Well, I have also had this misunderstanding about this thinking.”

"Mr. Li, how much is this authentic painting by Tang Yin worth?"

The bald man asked stutteringly.

"Due to some special reasons, the value cannot exceed hundreds of millions, but it is definitely no problem if it is worth seventy to eighty million."