"Impossible!" When Zhu Fei heard that the money had been squandered by Master Liu, he was immediately discouraged and his original pride was gone.
He shouted in disbelief: "How is it possible? How could it be spent so quickly? That's not 10 yuan and 8 yuan, that's 1,000 yuan, a full 1,000 yuan, and it's only been a few days? How is it possible?
It’s gone!
I don’t believe it, you must be lying to me.”
As if he was convincing himself or grasping the last glimmer of hope, Zhu Fei kept muttering to himself: "It's impossible, it can't be spent. He is definitely lying to me. He is lying to me. He must be here."
Lied to me……"
As Zhu Fei spoke, he rushed towards Mr. Liu crazily. After knocking him down, he roared at the top of his lungs: "Tell me, were you lying to me just now? Did you hide the money? Hurry up.
Give me back my money! Give me back my money!”
At this time, Zhu Fei's eyes were bloodshot, his face was distorted, and he was completely out of control. If he hadn't been handcuffed, he might have stepped forward and strangled Mr. Liu to death.
Zhu Fei's movements were so fast that the policeman responsible for guarding him did not react for a moment. It was not until Mr. Liu was knocked to the ground that he quickly took action to control him.
However, Liu Ye, who was knocked to the ground, was not angry because of it, but became even more happy.
After Zhu Fei tried to rush towards him again, but found that he could not escape the control of the police, he stood up unusually calmly, gently dusted off the dust on his body with his handcuffed hands, then walked up to Zhu Fei and looked directly at him
eyes, and said provocatively: "I have squandered all that money long ago."
As if he was afraid that he would not be able to stimulate Zhu Fei, Liu Ye took out his pocket with difficulty and showed it to Zhu Fei: "Did you see? Now I don't have a penny. You can do whatever you want, anyway, I am
It doesn’t cost you money, it costs your life.”
After saying that, he looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and continued to show off arrogantly: "You don't know how nourishing my life has been recently. I eat big fish and meat every day, and there are all kinds of things that I don't want to do."
Drink freely and live a comfortable life, which you wouldn't exchange for a god."
Zhu Fei was so stimulated that he went crazy and gained a lot of energy out of thin air. He broke free from the police's obstruction and was about to go forward to arrest Liu Ye.
Sixiang hid behind the policeman guarding him, showed a mean smile, and opened his mouth to continue provoking, but was interrupted by Zhao Wenzhuo who rushed over after hearing the sound.
Zhao Wenzhuo glared at the two of them and said seriously: "That's the police station, not your home, let alone a place where you can have fun."
Zhao Wenzhuo glared at him and warned: "Be honest, enough is enough!"
Mr. Liu originally wanted to smile playfully, but under Zhao Wenzhuo's rather majestic gaze, he slowly calmed down the exaggerated expression on his face and whispered: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Who are you scaring with a long face?"
?”
"What did you say? Say it again!"
Zhao Wenzhuo's tone was very calm, but Mr. Liu heard the threat from it, and he immediately said very wisely: "Comrade police, I didn't say anything."
Under Zhao Wenzhuo's intimidation, Zhu Fei gradually regained his senses. Before being taken away by the police, he glared at Master Six and whispered a threat: "Just wait, we will have a long time ahead."
Looking at the other party who had regained his senses, the disappointment on Mr. Liu's face flashed across his face. He glanced carefully at Zhao Wenzhuo next to him and lowered his head to hide the pity in his eyes.
It's a pity that I have just made that idiot Zhu Fei lose control. If the other party doesn't come out, I might be able to find a chance to escape by sending the injured to the hospital.
Zhao Wenzhuo didn't know if he saw his intention, but just waved his hand to the police behind him to temporarily put him into the interrogation room.
And when Mr. Liu stepped into the interrogation room, a warning came from behind him: "Be honest and don't try any more tricks."
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Liu was shocked, knowing that his little thought just now had been discovered.
But even so, Mr. Liu still seemed to have not heard this sentence and walked into the interrogation room unhurriedly.
Zhao Wenzhuo looked at Mr. Liu's back and mentally raised the difficulty level of the other party to another level.
Not to mention how Liu Ye battled wits and courage with the police in the police station, the eyes that had been watching him stopped outside the police station at this time.
Those eyes were naturally sent by the big guy who lost the chicken cup.
Ever since the chicken cup was lost, the big boss has been sending people to keep an eye on Mr. Liu.
After all, in his opinion, apart from him and his subordinates, the Chicken Jar Cup has only been handled by three people in total. Mr. Liu who is good at making fakes, the stall owner who set up a stall on the black market, and someone who doesn't know whether he exists or not.
buyer.
The chicken cup must be in the hands of these people.
You must exclude yourself first, and the boss is also very confident in the loyalty of his subordinates. It is absolutely impossible for his subordinates to come up with this idea.
Since it's not his side, there are only three people who can be suspicious.
Ignoring the buyer who could never be found, the boss felt that both Mr. Liu and the stall owner were highly suspicious.
Needless to say, the stall owner was suspicious. The real chicken cup was sold to him by Mr. Liu as a fake. In less than two days, he sold it. This was because he did not know that the black market was now
What's going on!
In this day and age, not only 10% of the buyers would take risks and go to the black market, but 80% of them would go there for food. How could it be such a coincidence that as soon as he put it on the market, someone was willing to spend food stamps to buy one?
Is it a real or fake cup?
Moreover, the boss didn’t believe that the other party really didn’t understand antiques as he said.
Not to mention that he didn't believe it, even the idiot under him didn't believe that a stall owner who had been in the antique circle for a long time and could still support his family had no discernment at all.
He has asked the younger brother below to investigate. Although the stall owner is not old, he has been involved in the antique circle for many years. Over the years, although he has not made any big fortune from these antiques, his income is several times that of ordinary workers.
The little life at home was so nourishing.
Rather than believing what he said, the boss believed that the other party had discovered something was wrong with the chicken cup, and immediately stopped talking.
Moreover, in order to avoid causing trouble, he randomly found a so-called buyer to take the blame.
Of course, in addition to the stall owner, there is also Mr. Liu, and the suspicion of Mr. Liu is not small.
He is a well-known master of counterfeiting, otherwise he would not have asked him to imitate a set of chicken cups.
He said that the first few cellars had failed. Could it be that they really failed.
What if he had already made a fake in private, then hid the real thing, and then sold the fake on the grounds of negligence for fear of discovering it himself.
As for the testimony of his young apprentice, it is even more unbelievable.
Let's not talk about whether his young apprentice has selfish motives and is partial to him as a master, and would not hesitate to use lies to exonerate him.
At the age of a young apprentice, he doesn't just believe whatever he says.
As a master, he doesn't have to do anything else. He only needs to act out a scene in front of the other party and fool him with a few words, and the other party will probably believe it.
