Chapter 2570 I Want a Lawyer

Chapter 2575 I want a lawyer

At 2:15 in the afternoon, an auction was going on at the Goode Auction House in Shenzhen City.

On display at the booth is a landscape painting from the Qing Dynasty.

"750,000," said the auctioneer holding the gavel, "is there any more price increase? 750,000 for the first time... oh... 800,000...is there any more?"

On the bidding seat, a man in a blue suit held up a sign and said, "1 million!"

"Okay, this courageous gentleman bids 1 million, 1 million for the first time, 1 million for the second time," the auctioneer shouted, "1 million for the third time, deal!"

With the sound of the gavel, the man in the blue suit successfully captured this landscape painting.

He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, before turning his attention to the next lot.

As a result, at this moment, his assistant suddenly appeared next to him and whispered something in his ear. The man in the blue suit's expression darkened, and he had no choice but to leave.

After walking out of the auction hall, under the guidance of his assistant, he went straight to the VIP lounge next to him.

In the lounge, Miao Ying, Cui Lizhu, Wu Xiumin, and several Yunzhou agents were all in plain clothes.

"Why..." The man in the blue suit sighed, and said unhappily, "Can't wait until the auction is over?"

"Mr. Bao," Miao Ying said decently, "there are two other items whose starting price is less than 500,000 yuan. Presumably, they won't be in Mr. Bao's eyes, right?"

"This..." The person called Mr. Bao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and asked while sitting on the sofa next to him, "Excuse me, police officers, what is your business doing with me?

"Wow..." When he saw that Miao Ying, Cui Lizhu and Wu Xiumin were all policewomen, he immediately showed a surprised expression.

"Your name is Bao Yucheng," Miao Ying said, "Then Bao Yicheng is..."

"My cousin," the man replied bluntly, "he works in an airline company, why... You came here to look for me, is it related to my cousin? Nothing happened to him, right?"

"Mr. Bao," Miao Ying said, "We are here this time because of Zhang Qile's case, and we want to consult you about something."

"Oh...Zhang Qile!" Bao Yucheng said,

"Great painter, what a pity..."

"We heard," Miao Ying asked straight to the point, "Zhang Qile once painted a painting of a red bathtub case, and you bought that painting, right?"

"Yes," Bao Yucheng nodded, "I've been talking about it for many years, for a long time!"

"Oh?" Miao Ying asked hurriedly, "Why are you talking about it so much?"

"My vision?" Bao Yucheng said, "At that time, I could tell that Miss Zhang Qile had talent.

"I bought several works of hers for 200,000 yuan. In just a few years, these paintings have already been worth tens of millions. Why don't you talk about it?"

"I want to know," Miao Ying asked, "is that painting of the red bathtub painted by Zhang Qile still in your hand? Can we take a look?"

"Well... this..." Bao Yucheng thought for a while and said, "The painting is in my house, you can go and see it anytime...

"But...why do I suddenly feel that you guys are not kind?"

"Mr. Bao likes to use idioms," Miao Ying said, "Don't get me wrong, we just want to investigate the truth, and we hope you can cooperate with us!"

"Cooperation is natural, but... this case..." Bao Yucheng asked vigilantly, "Does it have something to do with that painting? This..."

"Don't be nervous," Miao Ying said, "I want to ask, how is your personal relationship with Miss Zhang Qile?"

"Miss Zhang... um..." Bao Yucheng said, "Since she bought her paintings a few years ago, she has contacted me many times through her relationship. Generally speaking, the relationship is not bad!

"In the past few years, we have had dinner several times, and I have also visited her art exhibition, and recommended her in magazines, that's all..."

"Then..." Miao Ying asked again, "Do you know that Miss Zhang Qile and your cousin Bao Yicheng have an affair?"

"I know, I've heard a little bit, it should be just gossip!" Bao Yucheng said, "Whoever has a wife in a city, I hope all the police officers will show their respect!"

"During this period..." Miao Ying asked again, "Have you bought Zhang Qile's paintings again?"

"No..." Bao Yucheng replied affirmatively, "Her later paintings are too utilitarian, to be honest, I don't like her hype mode!

"When a painter only focuses on how to package and sell himself, he has lost his artistic vitality!"

"Then... can I ask you a personal question?" Miao Ying said, "Seven years ago, Zhang Qile was just a student who just graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. Why did you spend so much money to buy all her paintings?"

"Hehe, many people have asked me this question," Bao Yucheng said with a faint smile, "If I say that there is no reason, I am afraid that many people will not believe it, but to be honest, there is really no reason, just like it! "

"I like it..." Miao Ying put away her smile and asked very seriously, "Do you really like that red bathtub!?"

"You..." Bao Yucheng felt Miao Ying's piercing gaze, and his face changed, "Your words are suspected of being induced!"

As soon as this remark came out, Bao Yucheng's assistant immediately stepped forward to ask for instructions: "Mr. Bao, do you want to call your lawyer?"

"No," Bao Yucheng waved his hand and said, "I haven't done anything wrong, what kind of lawyer is I?

"Police officer, you are right. The reason why I bought Zhang Qile's painting was because I fell in love with this red bathtub. I think Zhang Qile's painting is very good, with a strong sense of realism!

"After a while, you will understand when you see that painting," Bao Yucheng said, "There is an oppressive beauty in the painting, which is the perfect interpretation of Morgan's painting school. When you see that painting, You can even smell blood..."

When talking, Bao Yucheng seemed to be immersed in it, with his eyes closed all the time.

"As... a native of Yunzhou, I naturally know about the Red Bathtub case," Bao Yucheng said, "It's really rare for Ms. Zhang Qile to be able to draw such realistic effects.

"Moreover, from the perspective of value, that painting definitely has room for appreciation. As long as it is properly hyped, it may be able to sell for a higher price in the future!"

"Hey, let's be honest..." Cui Lizhu murmured, "Now that my wish has been fulfilled, if Zhang Qile dies, this painting will not be sold for a sky-high price?"

"This..." Bao Yucheng suddenly opened his eyes, and said with trembling lips, "I...I didn't mean that! I mean, no one in Yunzhou dared to paint a red bathtub. So many people died, it's ominous!

"Also, if the victim's family finds out, they will definitely come out to protest. In this way, the painting will be quite valuable! I... I didn't mention Zhang Qile's death... this..."

At such a time, Bao Yucheng finally realized that he had tripped himself up, so he was depressed and anxious.

"Mr. Bao," his assistant was even more anxious, holding the phone and said, "I think, let's contact your lawyer quickly!!"