Almighty in the city

"A bronze mirror with a pattern of thorns flowers on one side. The age is unknown. It is one of the components in a set of finished products. It hides a secret."

At that time, it was because of this short identification text that he signaled Tan Zongming's bid, and when the young man of the Morgan family bid two billion, when Tan Zongming could not continue to follow, he personally stood up with the Morgan family This young man bidding was to force from his mouth what the so-called "secret" in the appraisal result was.

Unfortunately, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. This plan destroyed Chen Qineng, who was already lustful and stunned at the time.

The five masked and armed robbers who popped up suddenly messed up the auction at that time.

It was precisely because of this unexpected change that he did not continue to embarrass the Morgan family young man on this bronze mirror with thorns, and finally regarded it as a favor and acquiesced to him with this side before the police arrived. The bronze mirror with thorns left.

Now, facing the stolen bronze mirror in the Palace Museum, and recalling the bronze mirror with thorns flowers, Bai Yifan did faintly perceive an unspeakable awkward feeling.

Intuition tells him that there seems to be something very important between the bronze mirror with thorns flowers that appeared in Baifu auction house and the bronze mirror that he saw through this high-resolution photo. It can even be said that the key details were left out by him.

"What the hell is it?" Bai Yifan's brows wrinkled tightly. Although his gaze has been on the high-definition photo in his hand, his eyes are in a state of dissociation. Obviously, his attention is not focused on On this high-definition photo, it is in a state of memory and thinking.

Lin Yujing watched him frown, and was about to ask.

But before she could say anything, Xu Pinghagi, who hadn't spoken since Bai Yifan took the file bag, raised his hand to stop her.

Lin Yujing turned her head to look at her immediate boss, her gaze was obviously questioning.

Xu Pinghan shook his head at her, pointed his finger at the photo Bai Yifan held in his hand, and then made a "hush" gesture of silence.

Lin Yujing nodded, and forced back the words that she wanted to ask.

There is a retro-style clock on the wall of Starbucks. The second and minute hands are walking in circles.

Throughout the cafe, new guests came in from time to time, and some guests who had finished their coffee and talked about things, looked at the numbers on the clock, got up and pushed the door to leave.

However, none of this has affected Bai Yifan.

He was still trapped in thinking about the "details", replaying the scenes in his mind when he and Tan Zongming were at the Baifu auction house when he saw the bronze mirror with thorns and the young Morgan family.

A full half an hour has passed.

Xu Pingha had already finished his cup of "freshly brewed coffee" that was so bitter that one's tongue tingled slightly, and Lin Yujing had finished her latte, and was about to get up and go to the front desk to buy some pastries.

However, just when she was about to get up, Bai Yifan, who had been maintaining that posture, suddenly let out a long breath: "That's it! Empiricism--this is the one that almost lied to me. 'Key details'!"

This sudden sound shocked Lin Yujing's ass just raised, and suddenly sat back on the sofa: "What did you say? Did you think of something crucial?"

"It's very important--" Bai Yifan raised his head, his signature indifferent smile was already showing on his face, "However, it is a pity that the key that I thought of has nothing to do with the theft of the Palace Museum-- Nor can it be said that it has nothing to do with it. It should be said that it has nothing to do with the direction you are going to investigate."

"After going around so much, you spent nearly half an hour, what did you think of?" Lin Yujing gave him an angry eye.

Bai Yifan smiled and said lightly: "I found a completely wrong judgment I made in the past. By the way, this judgment made me more interested in this stolen ancient bronze mirror."

Xu Pinghagi said "Oh", and couldn't help asking curiously: "What wrong judgment, if possible, can you briefly talk about it?"

Bai Yifan shook his head: "Speaking it out, it may actually affect your judgment on the general direction of the investigation of the Palace Museum theft case-so let me ask you a simple question, and then you will know."

"Ask." Lin Yujing curled his lips, seemingly disapproving.

Bai Yifan threw himself on the back of the sofa chair, smiled and said, "Listen well-Zhang Wu has a son named Zhang Xiaowu, but Zhang Xiaowu never cares about Zhang Wu's name as his father, why?"

"Brain teasers, or such old-fashioned brain teasers--" Lin Yujing curled her lips, "Zhang Wu is a female, and Zhang Xiaowu has to call her mom. You think you should use a name that sounds like a man. Can you get me in?"

"No." Bai Yifan shook his head, "Zhang Wu is a man."

"Impossible!" Lin Yujing didn't believe it.

Xu Pinghan’s eyes lit up at this time, and he said, “The father and son Zhang Wu and Zhang Xiaowu should be ancient people. In ancient times, sons called their fathers'daddy'. The word'daddy' is modern and contemporary. The title that just appeared."

Bai Yifan smiled and nodded: "Yes, Xu Chu guessed it right."

"This-what is this problem!" Lin Yujing was unhappy and glared at him, "According to you, even if Zhang Wu is a female, Zhang Xiaowu is wrong to call her'mother', she should be called'mother'. Or'mother'."

"This is the'thinking blind spot' caused by empiricism." Bai Yifan shrugged and said lightly, "That's what your superintendent often said, "black under the lights." I just spent so much time looking for this.' The dark place under the light, and now, I have found it."