Yan Shenglin, who was drinking tea, suddenly put down the tea cup, and the cup noodles fell on the table, the sound was a little harsh.

Qinhuai's assistant Jiang He is a man in his thirties. When he heard the sound, he glanced at the direction of the guest in an unknown way and asked, "Is there anything wrong with this gentleman?"

"Don't talk." Yan Shenglin raised his hand and said to the other party to be quieter, but he walked to the window cautiously. The night wind was gushing outside the window, and the air was filled with a faint smell of oil smoke.

Jiang He was like a monk who was confused and too lazy to ask about his mysterious secrets. He was busy with his own things and wiped the porcelain assigned by the old man cleanly.

"A night owl has come in." Yan Shenglin's mouth raised a little, with a few fun smiles.

Jiang He asked in confusion, "What night owl?"

"Call the police." After saying that, Yan Shenglin rolled out of the window.

Before Jiang He could react, he saw a raging fire burning in the east courtyard. The firelight instantly dyed the entire night sky bright red, which made him tremble his hand and almost broke the priceless treasure in his hand.

Under the wall to the east, two figures ran past sneakily, and wherever they passed, there was a strong smell of tinder oil.

Yan Shenglin jumped off the wall, put his hands in his pockets with one hand, and looked around. It seemed that the other party had invested a lot. These oil barrels were at least seventy or eighty liters. When the fire broke out, the night wind would blew, and in just two or three minutes, the entire house would be swallowed.

At that time, the people inside will not be able to come out alive unless they go to heaven and earth.

"The east has been lit, and the south can be ignited." A man fired out the lighter and pressed the fire pump hard.

"Hey, killing someone and setting fire will lead to a sentence." Yan Shenglin had already grabbed the man's hand by surprise. Seeing that the lighter that had not yet been compressed with sparks in his hand, he twisted his fingertips hard.

The man let go of his hand in pain, "You fucking dare to ruin my good things."

Yan Shenglin raised his foot and kicked it, hitting the middle of the man's thigh.

"Ah." The man cramped all over his body in pain, and his legs fell to the ground.

Yan Shenglin raised his hand and slapped the man fainted with a palm.

The fire became increasingly large and almost swallowed half of the yard.

Qin Huai looked at the house that was turned into ashes panting, and burst into tears for a moment, "I'm a sin, God kills you, do you have any consciences?"

"Old Qin, let's go here." Gu Yichen held the old man's hand, for fear that he would be excited to return to the dust with his house. The soil would return to the soil. She said, "If you leave the green mountains, you will not worry about burning firewood."

Qin Huai stomped his feet on the spot, "I really didn't expect Cheng Jingqi, a ungrateful wolf, to do so well."

"People's hearts are unpredictable, this is what you often say to me."

Qin Huai slapped Gu Yichen's shoulder with both hands, and the words were swallowed back when they were at the mouth.

"Your existence is the place where he is most worried. He is always wary of you that you will stand up and stop him from covering the sky. Now most of the treasure appraisal market in the capital is monopolized by him. As long as he says a word, no one dares to question whether what he says is true or false."

"Is it really so rampant?" Qin Huai closed his eyes, "I thought he just hated my conservative rules."

"Do you know why he killed Lin Xiangyin?"

Qinhuai once investigated, but there was no trace of it, and even the police reported that they were killed by someone for money. As for the truth, no one dared to mention it.

Gu Yichen's eyes were like torches, and he felt a little unspeakable.

Qin Huai looked at her, "Is it... a fake?"

Gu Yichen looked up, his eyes met with each other, and there was a bit of bitterness in his eyes. They were masters in this industry and had made a swearing to never disrupt the market with fakes and reals. Now the apprentice she taught step by step was actually the leader of the thief's nest. How could she say it out?

"A while ago, the boy from the Xue family came to me and held a once-in-a-lifetime Jun kiln porcelain for me to appreciate. Whether it is the exquisite 'earthworm walking through mud' or the patina naturally formed by the porcelain, they are all real treasures. But my first feeling is that when I feel it is too perfect and flawless, it is suspicious. How could the things from ancient times be preserved so well?"

"Has Mr. Qin seen any flaws?"

Qin Huai shook his head, "I just couldn't see it, so I was puzzled."

"Cheng Jingqi's counterfeiting skills are too profound. He also knows how to appreciate an antique. Naturally, he will not leave any flaws in this basis."

"It's scary, it's so scary." Qin Huai shook his head in disbelief, and his body shook lightly uncontrollably.

Gu Yichen held his hand, "I will definitely clean up the portal by the apprentice I taught myself, but before that, no one would believe what I said, a little baby like me."

"I understand what you mean. Although few people remember my old face, those who remember me are respected people who can say a few words in this circle."

"I thought you would reject my unreasonable request?"

Qin Huai looked at her and the flames burning behind her, "I am also a proud person. Others have spread fire to my doorstep. If I swallow my anger, how can I face my ancestors in a hundred years?"

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Chapter completed!