"I'm just an art dealer, what's there to talk about!" Gan Jiang said simply as soon as he saw Jiang Yuan, he was about to burn himself.
Gan Jiangyi, who has worked hard in the art industry for many years, did not believe that Jiang Yuan, a high school student, could find out his details, and spoke very unscrupulously.
Vodka glanced at Ganjiang Yi sympathetically. Yesterday when he was at the stronghold, Jiang Yuan asked the person in charge of the stronghold for a piece of information on the group of four.
Among them, the information of Gan Jiangyi is the most detailed. The business of Gan Jiangyi, who is engaged in the art industry, is not only the explicit art business.
He also did a lot of work secretly collecting and selling stolen goods. Before engaging in art trading, Gan Jiangyi was also an art thief. Over the years, he occasionally came out again to see if he had lost his old skills.
I don’t know where this guy got the confidence to be so confident...
"Just like Mr. Qian said, he is an art dealer, but he is not just an art dealer." Jiang Yuan smiled happily, he liked such tough-talking people.
"Not just an art dealer?" Kasaka Natsumi heard the implication of Jiang Yuan's words: "Does Mr. Qian have any other identities?"
"While our Mr. Qian is engaged in the art trade, he is also responsible for the transaction of some art works with no clear origin."
As if to take care of Gan Jiangyi's face, Jiang Yuan spoke very cryptically.
But everyone present except Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko and Kasaka Natsumi understood the implication of Jiang Yuan's words, which was that Gan Shoichi was collecting stolen goods and selling them in private.
"You're such a slut!" Ganjiang was furious when he heard Jiang Yuan's words. It wouldn't have mattered if he said this in private, but now there are so many people, and the most dangerous one, Suzuki Shirou, is also in the room. Jiang Yuan said this and What difference does it make to cut off his financial path!
This kind of thing is completely shady. If you put it on the surface, basically no rich people will trade art works from him anymore.
Unless he can get the national treasure of the island country or the national treasure-level artwork of other countries, but if he has this ability, will he be so greedy for the Egg of Memory?
"This is true, Miss Kasaka." Vodka stood up to support Jiang Yuan with a righteous face: "I have heard a little bit about Mr. Qian's situation, but there is no definite evidence."
Looking at the stern-looking go-getter Yi Vodka, he made a small calculation in his mind. As an art dealer and a place to sell stolen goods, this guy must have a lot of money.
And now that the art trading market is gradually picking up, Gan Jiangyi must have a lot of good things in his hands. After Vodka returns to Tokyo, he plans to find someone to investigate the details of Gan Jiangyi, at least to find out what works of art he has.
Just leave this kind of matter to Rum's intelligence department, which can even deploy undercover members of the island country's public security, and it's not easy to catch a black marketeer when investigating.
It’s time for his light of justice and legal pioneer Saburo Uozuka to take action!
Of course, the follow-up plan requires Jiang Yuan's cooperation. First, he must build momentum for Gan Jiangyi! Jiang Yuan immediately understood Vodka's plan after receiving Vodka's eye contact.
It seems that after spending time with himself, a righteous reporter, Vodka is more inclined to use conventional means to raise funds for organizations.
In the past, if Vodka had set his sights on Gan Jiangyi's net worth, he would probably have just come to the door with Gin and pistols after investigating Gan Jiang Yi.
"After arriving in Tokyo, I will appeal to the media for those people who were deceived by Mr. Gan to take legal channels to get their belongings back." Shohara immediately expressed his position to everyone.
"I will also provide free legal aid to these people!" Vodka was equally upright.
As for where those people who were deceived came from... There are still few peripheral members in the organization? There are plenty of perjury from the Equipment Department...
"Hmph! It's up to you. Then you will know that I am innocent." Ganjiang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Jiang Yuan and Vodka's words.
He was afraid that these two people would have evidence that he had sold and received stolen goods. It seemed that these two people only knew about his situation but had no corresponding evidence.
Gan Jiangyi's confidence suddenly increased, but he still did not dare to sue Jiangyuan and Vodka for infringing on his reputation.
After all, he was facing a lawyer with a 100% winning rate, and he had no confidence at all to fight this lawsuit. What's more, how could a black marketeer active in the underground world call the police or file a lawsuit? It was too late to hide, and he had no guarantee of anything. Not even the beginning or the end was left.
In this way, the three people with different thoughts fell silent in a tacit understanding at the same time. However, Jiang Yuan and Vodka were thinking about how much money they could get from Gan Jiangyi.
Judging from the fact that he could spend 800 million yen to buy Suzuki's eggs without blinking an eye, I'm afraid he's worth a lot of money. After this wave of shopping, the level of the two of them has gone up a notch. ?~
Withdrawing from his wonderful thoughts about visiting the store in the future, Jiang Yuan looked past Pu Si Qinglan and looked at Hanchuan Ryu who was holding a camera. This man held up the camera to watch the fun like a normal person, and even filmed the scene just now.
Han Chuanlong obviously doesn't understand what it means that the more you know, the faster you will die. How can you really imagine that Gan Jiangyi could let him go so easily after he disembarks from the ship?
Or maybe he thinks that the brawny clerk is easy to talk to...
"Mr. Hanchuan doesn't have many stains on his body, which is worthy of recognition." Jiang Yuan smiled and nodded to Hanchuan Ryu: "It's just that most of Mr. Hanchuan's works are based on various tragedies. I don't know that Mr. Hanchuan Do you have any special physique that always encounters these unfortunate things?"
Samkawa Ryu's expression was slightly stiff at this time. Of course he didn't have any special physique. His surname was neither Mori nor Kudo, and Edogawa was nowhere near him.
Part of the misfortune of what he photographed was due to the location. Going to an underdeveloped place would naturally lead to misfortune. The other part was the so-called staged shooting.
For example, in the photo, a family's house was engulfed in flames, and the whole family was looking sadly at the house where they had worked for half their lives. Who would have thought that this photographer set the fire?
"I remembered! I met Mr. Hankawa when I was traveling before!" After hearing Jiang Yuan's words, Nishino Masato lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then said as if he suddenly understood.
"At that time, Mr. Hanchuan was photographing an unfortunate mother and daughter. The mother and daughter were very resistant to Mr. Hanchuan's shooting, but he had no intention of stopping, so I taught him a lesson."
Nishino Masato walked to Suzuki Shiro and said to his president.
"Is that so..." Suzuki Shiro's expression did not change, and he did not say anything else, but it was obvious that he had made a decision in his heart.
It’s a pity that all the materials that Samchuanlong shot so hard these past two days are probably useless.
‘That’s it!’ Conan suddenly realized, no wonder Samkawa Ryu was so shocked when he saw Nishino Masato for the first time!
"Damn it! You guy..." Hankawa Ryu finally put down the camera in his hand and glared at Jiang Yuan. It seemed that Mr. Hankawa might have gone up to him if no one was around.
Jiang Yuan ignored the look in Ryu Hankawa's eyes. He didn't care about the intelligence agency investigator with a gun, but what about this freelance photographer who was about to have trouble surviving in the island country?
"Next, it's your turn, Miss Pu Si Qinglan... Let's call you Miss Pu Si Qinglan for now..." Jiang Yuan looked at Pu Si Qinglan, who was wearing a cheongsam, with a hint of joking in his eyes.
I'm really sorry. I just finished scaring you yesterday, and I'm going to expose you here today. I can't help but made the theatrical version too long~