The person standing in front of Liu Shiba is the Chinese magician Liu Qian who disappeared without a trace...
At this time, Liu Qian was wearing a hooded black sportswear, large-frame glasses, and a shoulder backpack.
"Is it you?"
Liu Shiba's eyes lit up and he nodded with a smile.
Liu Qian nodded slightly and said:
"The 49th generation descendant of the Five Elements and Three Families of Red Handkerchief has met the school captain. At the same time, I am also an agent of the Chinese Special Operations Team to help complete the mission."
"So that's it, then you have the stuff here?"
Liu Shiba asked doubtfully.
"Yes, it's in the backpack behind me."
Liu Qian looked around and explained softly.
"Okay! What is that thing? China has to work hard to get this thing?"
Liu Shiba was a little curious.
“I don’t know what it is exactly, I just know that it is a black box, about one foot in diameter, with two traditional Chinese characters on it: makeup comb!
Legend has it that this box was stolen from the tomb of Cixi by Sun Dianying and later passed to a German.
Time turned to the 1940s, and this German son became an SS colonel beside Hitler.
On the eve of the fall of the Nazis, the German colonel hid something very important in this black comb.
Moreover, he sealed it in the original No. 19 wooden box and kept it in Sotheby's vault."
Liu Qian frowned and slowly explained to Liu Shiba.
"What is this comb? What's hidden in it?"
Liu Shiba blinked strangely.
"The makeup comb is said to be a thing used by women in ancient China. It is a modern makeup box.
Legend has it that the German hid one of Hitler's most important keys in this comb."
Liu Qian recalled it and explained softly.
"Hitler's key? Is it some kind of lost gold?"
Liu Shiba's eyes flashed and he almost drooled.
Liu Qian grinned and said helplessly:
"No one knows this, a lot of it is just rumors."
"The things have been obtained. We can leave here immediately and return to our country!"
Liu Qian suggested.
Liu Shiba was stunned when he heard this, and looked back at Sophia at the auction booth and Ito Shengjing who was calm in the audience.
"Don't panic. My map is being auctioned. I'll leave after it's sold out. By the way, you can do one thing for me..."
Liu Shiba chuckled sinisterly and patted Liu Qian on the shoulder.
Liu Qian looked strange, as if he felt something bad...
"Look over there, is Baikal pretending to be playing the piano?"
"Saw it."
"You go over and force him away from the piano, saying that you want to discuss magic with him and break an illusion array arranged by this guy.
Remember to take away the stool he is sitting on, and if he refuses, give him a punch!"
Liu Shiba quietly explained the situation, while Liu Qian was dumbfounded...
After finishing speaking, Liu Shiba watched Liu Qian walking towards Baikal and took out his phone...
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The appraiser Sophia, who was standing on the stage, was about to speak. Then she took out her phone, looked at it doubtfully, and walked over...
After a while, Sophia walked into the backstage with two boxes containing maps!
Ten minutes later, Sofia, with a smile on her face, stood on the auction booth again, looked at Moran, who had a worried face, and nodded with a smile.
The beautiful Sophia reached out and smoothed a strand of blond hair by her ear, smiled charmingly at Liu Shiba, who was looking calm in the audience, and then looked at the crowd waiting for the appraisal results and said softly:
"I now declare that after identification, these two maps from the Qin and Han Dynasties, from the Japanese Mr. Ito, are fake."
Hearing Sophia's voice, the people waiting for the auction only made a slight noise and did not react excessively.
However, Ito Shengjing's face became brighter. He looked anxiously at Liu Shiba and then at the auction door. He snorted angrily, stood up and asked:
“I wonder what basis Sofia’s appraiser has for deciding that my picture is a fake?”
Sophia chuckled, looked at Ito and explained:
"Please pay attention to the wording. I only said it was fake, not fake. There is indeed no big difference in the materials of your map.
However, the content inside was only painted recently."
Ito Shengjing's mouth squirmed, and he turned to look at Liu Shiba, who was sitting still, and then at Baikal, who was entangled by Liu Qian in the corner of the hall. He looked up at Sophia with a wry smile and said:
"Excuse me, Miss Sophia? How did you find out?"
Sophia chuckled and said:
"Have you ever been to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of China in Lishan Mountain? I think you must have never been, because on your map, the mountains and rivers depicted are in the same style as Mount Fuji. Don't you find it funny?
On the real map, there are no landscape routes drawn, only a coordinate and a few small seal annotations, which describe in detail the methods and matters for entering the secret road.
It's easy to find the problem with a simple comparison, isn't it? Mr. Ito?"
Ito Shengjing was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at the auction door again, glared at Liu Shiba, and said sternly:
"Nonsense, how could China have coordinates thousands of years ago? I don't believe it."
Liu Shiba's face was calm and unfazed. He wanted to see what the hell was going on in this grand scene of Ito?
The look in his eyes seemed to urge you to leave?
Sophia looked at Ito Shengjing coldly, then turned to look at the wealthy families and dignitaries in the audience, and explained:
"The real map of the mausoleum is in the box behind me. As for the authenticity of the coordinates, I will say that nothing is impossible in the world!
After carbon 14 dating, the ink marks on the map were definitely dated to thousands of years ago and were accurate to within ten years.
And this one by Mr. Ito Mikage, to tell a cold joke, I just discovered that the depiction is more accurate, as accurate as the sky, why?
Because on Mr. Ito’s map, you only have three days to draw the things on it. I say this, are you satisfied with Mr. Ito?”
Ito Shengjing looked at Sophia with helpless eyes and said with a wry smile:
"I'm very satisfied."
Sophia nodded and continued:
"Since your silk is also a rare treasure, Sotheby's will not pursue you for disrupting the auction."
Speaking of this, Sophia looked at Moran and nodded, smiling:
"The auction can continue."
Moran nodded happily, glanced at Ito Shengjing with a sneer, and said:
"Before the auction, let me say one thing! I, Moran, Tandin Paul, have applied to the Moscow authorities for a temporary escort.
Two battalions of troops will immediately arrive to guard the perimeter of the auction. Sotheby's auction house just lost another item. Anyone who wants to escape from here should die as soon as possible!
In addition, after negotiation, any non-Russian diplomats, or even international buyers, are not allowed to engage in radical behavior at Sotheby's in Moscow.
Here, we are currently in a state of absolute amnesty. If anything happens, the auction is over and you can resolve it privately."
Speaking of this, Moran and Thandin Paul looked at the crowd who had been waiting impatiently in the audience with a smile on their faces and said:
"I announce that the auction of the last piece of Sotheby's collection, a peerless treasure from China, the secret passage map of Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, has officially begun."
As Moran finished speaking, Ito Shengjing's expression changed drastically. He turned back vaguely and stared at the leisurely and contented Liu Shiba from afar with extremely angry eyes...
"This grandson, why don't you leave with the agent? If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
There was a twist in the corner of Ito Shengjing's mouth.
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ps: This morning, 2 updates were released consecutively, and the next chapter was delayed by 15 minutes. I am more looking forward to the bizarre plot that will follow. We will see you at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning.
The day when the update will break out is very near, thank you for your support and attention.,
