The old yellow dog who was suspected of becoming a sperm became a favorite in Wang Xu's eyes in the next few days.
But this dog is heartless. Apart from barking at the moon, nothing has changed about him. He is still the same as he was before.
After observing for a few days, Wang Xu felt that the old yellow dog would not be able to become a spirit in a short period of time.
This is just like water freezing, there is a step-by-step process, and the old yellow dog still lacks the heat.
In addition to the old yellow dog becoming a spirit, another thing closely related to Wang Xu is about to begin.
After four and a half months of publicity, Christie's auction house feels that the advertising effect is sufficient, and is preparing to officially distribute invitations to participate in the auction on the 20th of this month.
Christie's auction house was well prepared. Centered on the twelve paintings of Van Gogh, hundreds of inferior auction items were green leaves, and it was announced that this was the auction of the century.
Conservative estimates put the auction value at more than 10 billion U.S. dollars. More than a thousand wealthy people from around the world were invited to participate, and members of the Belgian royal family served as judges.
The auction also assured Wang Xu that the transaction price of the twelve paintings would not be less than one billion U.S. dollars. It promised that if it was lower than this figure, the auction would not charge a cent of the handling fees, showing that it was determined to win this auction.
five days later
"This auction held in New York, a group of billionaires came. Do you think if someone planted a bomb here, would it be even more lively after 911?" Walking in the hall like a buffet dance,
Wang Xu smiled at Walter.
Walter is also a talent. He actually thought about it seriously and affirmed: "Of course, if I were a terrorist, I would use mercury fulminate to do it. That thing can fool the security inspection. It only takes two pounds of mercury fulminate."
I can send this place to heaven."
"What is fulminant?" Wang Xu is not good at chemistry and has no idea what Walter is talking about.
Walter stretched out his hands, made a rabbit-like gesture, and whispered: "Super cool stuff, if you like it, I can refine it for you."
Wang Xu gestured with his middle finger and picked up a cocktail from the table at hand.
Take a sip, it tastes good, and there is a cherry in the glass that you can eat.
After thinking about it, Wang Xu picked up the cherry, threw it into his mouth without saying a word, and ate it in two bites.
"Hey!" Taking two steps forward, a customer who was tasting caviar caught Wang Xu's attention.
This was an Asian. It was not unusual to see Asians at such a grand auction. What Wang Xu cared about was his appearance.
Wang Xu has a very good memory. He narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around slightly and said, "Walter, you can have fun by yourself, I'll go meet my old friends."
Regardless of Walter, Wang Xu took two quick steps and came to the guests who were tasting caviar.
This man is a middle-aged man, who looks to be in his thirties, tasting Black Sea caviar like an old man.
When Wang Xu walked up to him, the man didn't even notice there was someone behind him until he heard a whisper in his ear: "Long time no see, Officer Wang Jiale!"
This middle-aged man was none other than Wang Jiale. When Wang Xu went abroad, he transferred to Hong Kong Island. Wang Jiale was the Hong Kong Island police officer who was ordered to contain him.
Why is it so impressive? Because Wang Jiale has a good daughter.
Although more than half a year has passed, Wang Xu is still deeply impressed by the little Luoli named Wang Kexin. Whenever he thinks of the words "three years of hard work", he can't help but think of her.
"Is it you?" Wang Jiale was stunned for a moment, then he thought of who Wang Xu was, and subconsciously grabbed Wang Xu.
Wang Xu moved his right hand outward, directly blocking Wang Jiale's hand, and said with a low smile: "Officer Wang, do you want to extradite me back to the country?"
"This" Wang Jiale heard this and realized that this was not Hong Kong Island, but the American emperor on the other side of the ocean. He had no right to arrest people here.
Witnessing Wang Jiale's changing expression, Wang Xu gently stretched out his hands and said, "Come on, put handcuffs on me!"
"Dad, what are you doing?" A clear, milky child's voice came, and Wang Xu's eyes lit up.
He turned around slightly and saw Wang Kexin wearing a pink princess costume and coming over licking ice cream.
"You, you are that grandpa!" Seeing Wang Xu's appearance, Wang Kexin was confused for a moment, and soon shouted out in surprise.
When Wang Xu saw that the little girl still recognized him, he didn't care about Wang Jiale's dark face and said with a smile: "Kexin, we meet again."
Being ignored, Wang Jiale's face turned blue and white, as if he had learned the face-changing skills of Sichuan and Shu, because in his mind Wang Xu was a criminal and extremely dangerous.
Wang Kexin didn't think so. This girl got along well with Wang Xu. She didn't think Wang Xu was dangerous at all. Instead, she said with a smile: "Grandpa, no, uncle, what a coincidence!"
"Yes, what a coincidence!"
The auction prepared by Christie's was of a very high standard, and the people who came were either rich or noble. Wang Xu did not expect to see Wang Jiale and his daughter here.
Sometimes people have to sigh at the magic of fate. It is true that we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but we are not destined to meet each other.
"Inspector Wang, we are really destined, why don't we shake hands and make peace and make friends!" Wang Xu does not think of himself as a criminal. He has never done anything that harmed the motherland. At most, he has become a villain in the lower world.
Therefore, Wang Xu did not have any fear when facing the police. Instead, he felt a sense of intimacy like seeing an acquaintance in a foreign country.
Wang Xu thinks so, but Wang Jiale doesn't think so.
He is a soldier and Wang Xu is a thief. How can a soldier and a thief be friends?
Looking at Wang Xu's outstretched hand, Wang Jiale lowered his voice and said: "Once you are a criminal, you will be a criminal all your life. I will not shake hands with you and make peace with you before you return to the country for trial!"
"It's boring to say that. You want to take me back to China for trial, but I want to ask you, why?" Wang Xu didn't like Wang Jiale's tone. He was not a notorious murderer, so he didn't need to be so disrespectful.
Well.
The laws of the United States are different from those of China. Selling antiques is legal here. Even if there is an extradition policy, antique collectors like him cannot be extradited.
Therefore, in the future, unless Wang Xu is seeking death and returns to the mainland or Hong Kong Island again, otherwise even if he meets in person, everyone will understand it tacitly.
"we"
Just as Wang Jiale was about to say something, his tone suddenly paused, and then he said again: "Wang Xu, let's wait and see, I will keep a close eye on you."
After saying this, Wang Jiale hurriedly walked out, and two foreigners followed him halfway. The three of them didn't know what they were doing.
Wang Xu looked at his back, frowned slightly, and looked at the people in the living room again.
After a while, he saw a flaw in a dozen people in the hall of hundreds of people. They didn't look like rich people who had been invited, but more like elite policemen in plainclothes.
"What's going on?" Wang Xu had doubts in his mind. This time the auction house was tight inside and loose outside. There were hundreds of New York police officers outside to maintain order. Everyone who came in had to check their identity. There was no reason to put plainclothes in the living room.
Moreover, all the plainclothes policemen here were disguised. Wang Xu didn't see any flaws until he looked carefully.
Therefore, these people are definitely not ordinary police officers, let alone coming to watch the fun.
"Ms. Margarita, this way." After Wang Xu saw the problem, he waved to a middle-aged lady. This lady named Margarita is a female director of Christie's auction house and also
The person in charge of the auction house.
Upon hearing Wang Xu's call, Ms. Margarita said sorry to the people around her and walked over with a wine glass.
Wang Xu did not go around in circles, pointed at the wealthy people present, and asked directly: "Madam, some of our guests here don't seem to be guests, but like plainclothes policemen. Maybe you have something to say to me, what do you think?"
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"This" Margarita hesitated, and after a while she made up her mind and whispered: "The International Police Headquarters received reliable information that there is a group of jewelry thieves who are trying to steal the attention of the auction house. The identities of these people are
The international police, elites drawn from various countries, want to set up a dragnet here and wait for the group of people to come."