I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

After shopping around these artworks on the booth, Guangyou also understood that these artworks may be those at the auction held forty years ago in this villa. He squeezed his chin and began to think back to the past. That tragedy.

In this villa, forty years ago, the memorial service was actually an auction of the art of the villa's owner, Karasuma Ren Yaqi.

There were too many to complete in a few days. On the next night, it was a stormy night. Two drenched people came into the villa to avoid the rain. The organizer of the auction originally It was rejected and they took out a package.

The bag contained cigarette-like items. After the organizer smoked their cigarettes, they agreed to let them into the villa one hundred and eighty degrees. After that, the smell of smoke filled the villa.

At the beginning, the guests were still arguing for these two unknown people. After all, they were politicians, but after a while, the situation changed.

After a man screamed, he threw down the auctioned artwork and ran straight out.

There was a woman holding her head in pain, as if begging for someone's forgiveness, she couldn't stop tears coming from her eyes.

There were also men who smiled and jabbed their hands with a pen.

The faces of the so-called political celebrities are full of hideousness. At this time, they are just beasts in suits and formal attire.

The entire auction has become a hell on earth, chaos is the best adjective, and the tyranny of human nature is fully demonstrated here.

The swords in the auction were also used as weapons, and everyone was fighting each other. After this night, eight dead and a dozen guests in a coma were lying on the auction venue, and the two men carried all the art as if they had never been here. The product disappeared.

Only the red villa is telling the sad story of that night.

Facing this tragedy, Guangyou has always been skeptical. How difficult is it for two men to carry more than 300 works of art in such a short time?

If it's all jewellery, it's okay to say, but the artworks are all large pieces, sculptures, paintings, porcelain, swords, etc. It is a fantasy to move all the artworks this evening.

Until now, Guangyou did not understand that the two men hadn't left at all. They were transported to this secret room, which could explain how they let the artwork disappear.

"What are they for?"

Guangyou couldn't help thinking, since it was for putting it here, it also means that they are not for the so-called money, absolutely have another purpose.

Otherwise they are so idle?

Do not rule out this possibility!

Guangyou nodded: "Walking inside, there seems to be a place."

After all, Guangyou went straight ahead, and after a while, Guangyou reached another area that was smaller than the previous one but looked more luxurious.

In the center of the area, Guangyou saw a throne, a throne studded with gems, a throne made of pure gold, and there was no one on the throne.

There is a display stand directly in front of the throne. From a distance, you can see the gold-rimmed red flannel on it. Obviously, it is for placing a certain kind of gemstone. At this time, the top is empty, leaving only an empty slot.

"The gems here are gone. Are the two men just for it?"

Suddenly, Guangyou's body leaned to the left, and a cold light flashed from where Guangyou stood just now.

Guangyou kicked his feet first, and quickly kept a certain distance from the person who attacked him. After a closer look, he saw a shaggy man with a silver knife in his hand.

The man doesn't look burly, but he can see the power hidden under his worn-out clothes. This is definitely not a big swelling that comes out of the gym. It is useless.

Even when Guangyou was a boy who had no power to bind a chicken, he was punched by a fitness man, and within a minute, he could make the other party kneel down and pinch others and beg him not to die.

You see, it's useless at all, I still ask me not to die!Although the process is different, the result is still good, maybe not bad.

Putting away the joking thoughts, Guangyou focused his attention on Brother Savage, because of his appearance, Guangyou gave him the nickname of Brother Savage.

Brother Savage's hair covered most of his face, and two bloodshot eyes emerged from the gap between the hair, matching the wrinkled look on his face at this time, looking very hideous.

What made Guangyou pay attention to were the eyes of Brother Savage. Among them, Brother Savage felt a little confused at this time, as if all of this was acting instinct.

Before Guangyou was wary, his whole body released a murderous instinct, and his instinct caused Brother Savage to stay away from him temporarily. The feeling of watching in the room Guangyou felt that it was him.

But the confusion he showed at this time made Guangyou also lost.

My special law?Isn't he or who?There are no more people here?

When Guangyou stepped into the artwork area, he was indeed shocked by the artwork. For a while, his murderous aura weakened slightly. It was precisely because of the weakened hostility that Guangyou awake and reminded him of his current situation.

He deliberately waited until this area to slowly put away. As for the reason?

Guangyou didn't want to fight in that place. If those treasures were broken, it would be bad. It was white silver and even gold.

Brother Savage couldn’t stand it anymore. He took a knife and rushed towards Guangyou, who suddenly smiled at the corner of Guangyou’s mouth and roared, “The electric eyes are compelling!”

Although the other party doesn't understand, but loudly sounds very imposing, right?

Two but happy.

Brother Savage was obviously bluffed by this loud roar, and abruptly slowed his own steps. Guangyou immediately took out his flashlight and adjusted it to the strong light mode, and he came to the Savage brother once "electric eye is pressing".

Suddenly, Brother Savage's eyes were blank, and tears couldn't stop flowing out. This had nothing to do with reason, it was the instinct of the body.

After staying in such a dark place for a long time, it is always uncomfortable to be exposed to sunlight for a while, especially such intense sunlight, which is extremely harmful to the eyes.

Guangyou seizes the opportunity to move forward with a claw-shaped hand and attack on the bottom plate. This trick is called the monkey stealing peaches, which works well for men.

Immediately kicked, his body leaped up, his hands in the air spread his wings like a big Peng, his knees tucked in front of his abdomen, and he shouted: "The crow is in a plane!"

This set of actions was still completed between the electric light and flint. As Guangyou's feet landed, a standard superhero version of the landing posture came out. He slowly stood up and stroked his hair: "Handsome. ~"

Brother Savage fainted to the ground, Guangyou walked around this area, and when he reached a corner, a small amount of powder on the ground attracted Guangyou's attention.

Guangyou reached out and picked up the powder, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, frowning, "It smells of marijuana."

The smell of marijuana is similar to the smell of smoke, and the smell is very smelly. It smells bitter like traditional Chinese medicine, and it smells a bit like Arabic perfume.

In addition, there was a greasy taste, similar to lard, and it was easy to recognize. Once Kwangyou smelled it, he knew that there was hemp in the powder.