"At first I thought someone just pushed me and I couldn't stand firm. But 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 looks like a flea market on the surface, it actually deals in antiques.
This kind of business is the easiest to wrangle, and 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 entrances of the shops on both sides.
"Check the nearby cameras, maybe they can capture it."
When Manshu saw the police coming, and a respected old man like Mr. Chen presiding over justice, she no longer spoke as scrupulously as before.
"Of course, if someone is really cheating, the cameras must have been taken into consideration. Maybe the cameras here are broken."
Manshu spoke leisurely and even had a little smile on his face.
The calmer she is, the less confident some people feel.
In fact, she was just speculating, and there was no basis for it.
But Tong Yan believed it. He glanced at both sides of the street and saw that there were surveillance cameras.
"Xiao Zhu, ask the two bosses to cooperate in the investigation."
The police officer named Xiao Zhu immediately went to the store to check the surveillance camera.
Within two minutes, he came out.
The camera that most likely captured Manshu being pushed and then hit was broken as she expected.
As for the one on the opposite side, due to the angle, no one was photographed hitting her.
"The little girl really got it right."
"Maybe it was an accident?"
"Did the little girl offend someone, or the boss wanted to..."
The onlookers soon had different voices.
Everyone looked at the antique stall owner and Qian Sihai with scrutiny.
However, Qian Sihai is the son-in-law of Mr. Chen and a professor in the History Department of University of C, so everyone subconsciously excludes him from the conspiracy.
So everyone prefers the boss.
"Just a camera can't prove anything. Did the little girl find any other doubts?" Mr. Chen glanced at his son-in-law, and seeing that his expression was as usual, he turned his attention to Manshu again.
"The other doubts should be on this blue and white porcelain vase."
Manshu pointed at the broken pieces of porcelain that were protected on the ground before he could pick them up.
"Oh?" Mr. Chen looked at another old friend who had remained silent from beginning to end.
The other party didn't express his position before, but when the little girl mentioned the broken porcelain pieces, his eyes lit up a little.
Cao Tianxiang spoke before Mr. Chen: "What's suspicious about the blue and white porcelain vase?"
"First of all, the authenticity has not been determined. I heard that the blue and white porcelain vase is very valuable, and it is rare even at auctions. If the boss really has this treasure, why doesn't he send it to the auction house? Send it to the auction, a genuine blue and white porcelain vase.
Whether it’s Yuan blue and white or Ming blue and white, it should be more than 10 million, right?”
Cao Tianxiang raised his eyebrows: "Young lady, do you study antiques?"
Manshu was stunned, what kind of research does she have? The one who does research is Mr. Yan.
After he handed over the family business to Yan Zhan, he was free.
Then I also participated in some auctions, and when I saw something I liked, I bought two of them.
To be precise, the person who really did the research is Mrs. Yan.
Most of the Yan family's valuable antique calligraphy and paintings were collected from the old lady's dowry.
It's a pity that the old lady passed away early.
Manshu believes that the old man started studying antiques out of memory of his wife.
If a son is lost in middle age and a wife is lost in old age, the old man will definitely feel lonely.
Tasting antiques with like-minded friends, and occasionally participating in stone gambling events are just for fun.