"General manager, if I read correctly, the man following Miss Lindy is the appraisal supervisor who rarely comes to auctions?"
an executive with a mustache asked Nisa.
"Yes, that's him."
Nisa nodded.
"He seems to have a good relationship with Miss Lindy. What is his identity?"
The bearded executive asked curiously.
"Don't pry when you shouldn't pry."
Nissa warned.
"All you need to know is that this person can't afford to offend him."
Having said this, he glanced at a man among the senior executives.
The man whom he glanced at now had cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
The man's name is David Rochera, and he is the chief appraiser of Dawei De Auction House.
When Felin first came to Daweide Auction House, he thought that Felin wanted to compete with him for power and wanted to embarrass Felin.
He didn't expect that he would offend someone who had a close relationship with Miss Lindy. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He was so nervous that he broke into a cold sweat.
The elegant but luxurious private room is paved with white blankets. The innermost wall is a huge floor-to-ceiling window with openings, which will not cause the sound to be isolated and unable to be transmitted.
Next to the floor-to-ceiling windows is a silverback whale skin couch large enough to accommodate several people.
Because the leather is cooler in winter, it is covered with black fur.
Sitting on the sofa, you can clearly see the auction table on the first floor through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Behind the sofa, in the middle of the private room, is a coffee table and four seats surrounding the coffee table.
On the wall next to the door of the private room is a white stone dining table decorated with golden patterns.
“The decoration is really nice!”
Felin looked at this private room dedicated to Lindy.
“It’s really good.”
Ivy glanced at the decoration layout in the private room and said.
Coming from a count family, she was used to seeing all kinds of exquisite decorations, but after seeing the decoration of the private room in front of her, she couldn't help but feel her eyes light up.
"I rarely come here. If you want to attend an auction in the future, you can come to this private room."
Lindy sat down on a seat next to the coffee table and said.
After eating dinner sent by the auction house, at eight o'clock in the evening, the auction room on the first floor was already full of people, and the auction officially started.
A beautiful and elegant woman stepped onto the auction stage and started the auction.
Gemstone jewelry, antique pottery, oil paintings...one after another, items were auctioned.
Even the cheapest one among them, the final transaction price reached hundreds of gold pounds.
"The auction items below are from the collection of books of the Rivede family, with a total of 3,031 volumes. After appraisal by this laboratory, many of them are unique copies that are not available on the market and are extremely valuable for collection."
"The starting price is 200 gold pounds. The auction starts now."
The beautiful female auctioneer glanced across the entire auction hall, her charming eyes seemed to be electrifying, and said.
"230 gold pounds."
"260 gold pounds."
"300 gold pounds."
…
The price kept rising, but Lindy did not participate in the quotation.
It wasn't until the price reached 800 gold pounds, the rising momentum had slowed down, and there were only a few bidders left that the quotation was announced.
"One thousand gold pounds."
Faced with the substantial increase in the amount, the few remaining bidders chose to remain silent. Obviously, the price had exceeded their psychological price.
"1,000 gold pounds for the 1st time, 1,000 gold pounds for the 2nd time, 1,000 gold pounds for the 3rd time, the deal was completed. This lot was sold in Private Room No. 1."
The beautiful female auctioneer gently knocked the wooden hammer and said.
The auction continues, and the further it goes, the more precious the items auctioned, and the final transaction price is often more expensive.
The final transaction price of each of the last few auction items reached tens of thousands of gold pounds.
Of course, these auction items are indeed precious and have extremely high collection value and added value.
Felin, as a former appraiser, can naturally identify this.
After the auction ended, Felin and the other three walked out of the private room.
Outside the private room, General Manager Nisa, who had been waiting outside the door for some time, stepped forward with a smile on her face.
"Miss Lindy, I'll have the carriage deliver the Rivid family books you bought at auction in a moment to your villa."
"No need to be in such a hurry, just send it over tomorrow."
Lindy shook her head. She was not in a hurry, and there was no need for someone to send the books overnight.
"Okay, I will deliver the books to your villa tomorrow."
Not daring to disobey, Nisa quickly agreed.
"It's getting late, let's go back."
Lindy said to Felin and Ivy, and walked out of the auction house.
After experiencing a dangerous battle today, Felin and Ivy were both a little tired and hurried to keep up.
"As expected, I live in Miss Lindy's villa."
Nisa glanced at Felin's back.
He went to Lindy's Villa before and guessed at that time that the other party might live in Lindy's Villa.
Miss Lindy's words just now also confirm this. The other party lives in Lindy's villa, and it is a long-term stay.
As for the relationship between the other party and Miss Lindy, he did not dare to guess because he was afraid of being frightened by his own speculation.
The only thing he could do was to act like he didn't know what to do.
…
The next morning.
After getting up and washing up, Felin put on his formal clothes and looked at the stand-in puppet who saved his life yesterday.
“Only the good parts fixed!”
Yesterday, he blocked a fatal blow, and the stand-in puppet was severely damaged, with a huge hole in its abdomen.
One day passed, and the stand-in puppet with the ability to automatically repair was not completely healed, but only partially repaired.
At this repair rate, he estimated that it would take at least a week to repair it.
"Be careful this week!"
Alarm rose in his heart.
During the week after the repair, he would not be able to use the stand-in puppet, which made him more vigilant.
If he is attacked and fatally injured during this week, without the puppet, he will die.
Went downstairs to have breakfast, then headed to the security bureau with Lindy and Ivy.
Ivy still had the task of interrogating him. He went to the 201 Lounge alone, made a pot of new tea brought by Ivy, and began to look through the secret book on how to advance from the fourth ring to the fifth ring of the mysterious gun.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Now, his Eye of Appraisal has reached the eighth level. The Eye of Appraisal of the eighth level has given him strong resistance to negative extraordinary abilities.
In yesterday's battle, even Captain Ulla couldn't help but fall into the negative extraordinary abilities of the female cultist. However, he was completely immune, which shows that the eight-ring identification eye is very resistant to negative extraordinary abilities.
Although the Eye of Appraisal is good, its disadvantages are also very obvious, that is, the enhancement of strength is not significant.
In addition to giving him strong resistance to negative extraordinary abilities, each upgrade can enhance his physical fitness to a certain extent.
Although he has the characteristic of weakening the side effects of cursed objects, if he is equipped with a suitable cursed object, he will not be weaker than anyone with a higher level of identification eye after reaching the eighth level, but his current problem is that he does not have a suitable cursed object.
things.
Now, he possesses three cursed objects, namely the Soul Ring, the Fang of Madness, and the Guardian of Silver.
Among them, the Type 1 Cursed Objects Soul Ring and Mad Fang have been unable to keep up with the improvement in his strength, and only the Type 2 Cursed Objects Silver Guardian can become a combat power.
It is impossible to obtain high-standard cursed objects in a short period of time. If you want to increase your strength, you can only rely on the mysterious magic gun.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.