Auction houses should have buyer information, but they are used to keeping customers confidential.

The legislation is lagging behind, and there are no laws and regulations on art transactions to this day. If you care, he can refuse to give it to him. Even if they are willing to cooperate with the public security organs to handle cases, they will be alarmed. After all, this has rarely been encountered before for them.

Just as Han Bo looked at today's auction list and wondered why Wu Cheng's three paintings were not qualified to be auctioned as the finale, a familiar face appeared on the projection screen. The police officer who was working as a "videographer" downstairs obviously regarded her as the key suspect.

"Huang Jiahui is here too." Han Bo suddenly felt energetic.

She sat quietly in the middle of the third to last row. I don’t know if she recovered quickly or had good makeup, but there was no scar on her face that had been scratched by Jiang Lan.

There are older men and ladies around her. She is beautiful and dressed up carefully. In the back rows, she is the only one who stands out and leads the crowd, attracting the attention of many guests participating in the auction and becoming a star that everyone pays attention.

Xue Siyu lit a cigarette and looked at Huang Jiahui on the screen with a smile and said, "How could she not come? If she couldn't afford a high price or failed to sell it, she wouldn't have been in vain before."

Whether Wu Cheng's three paintings can be taken today and at what price can be sold directly affects whether the other thirty paintings that are unknown to be sold at a good price in the future.

Wu Cheng could not commit suicide, and was also unlikely to die of an accident.

Since he is a killer, of course there is a murderer. What is the motive of the murderer? Isn’t it just to make huge profits? So the murderer will definitely pay attention to the ongoing auction. Once no one bids or the bid is too low, the murderer will definitely raise his sign or bid off the court through the auction hotline.

This is also the reason why Han Bo suggested that Anbao Branch not take compulsory measures against Jiang Lan for the time being!

Han Bo pondered for a moment and sighed: "It is not a bad thing for us that others raise their bids frequently and try to increase their bids desperately. If she raises the bids, it will be difficult for her to deal with. She can give up her guilt to Wu Cheng and Wu Cheng's family, and want to use this method to make peace."

"Mr. Han, I'm not very worried."

Xue Siyu pointed to Chen Yulin's figure who had just flashed through another laptop and said with a smile: "Boss Chen is so good at doing business, packaging and hype, and he tries every means to warm up. The starting price should not be low. Maybe he even found a child care provider. As long as the price is raised, will Huang Jiahui dare to raise the sign?"

“How much is the deposit?”

"Twenty thousand."

"It's just 20,000, why don't she dare? At most 20,000, she will lose some people at most."

"If she really dares to do this, then her suspicion will be even greater."

As he was talking, Li Xiaolei and Jiang Yanan appeared on the projection screen. The two sat in the second row in front and whispered, and Han Bo suddenly remembered that the police next to him were verifying the identity of the bidders, and quickly winked with Chang Caiyan who had just stood up.

The wife of the deputy director and the friend of the deputy director could not be related to the case. They were invited by Chen Yulin to join in the fun. Chang Caiyan reacted and hurriedly whispered a few words to the police who verified the identity of the personnel.

The artworks auctioned today are mainly calligraphy and paintings. The authors are famous ones, with more titles than the other, and the auctions are higher than the other, but the auctions are not very fierce.

30% of the proceeds from the auction should be donated, not only to attract relevant units and charities to participate in the purpose of speculation, but also to set a threshold to prevent false bidding. You can use this auction to hype and buy back the works entrusted for auction at a high price, but the cost of speculation is very high. Not only do you have to pay the commission to the auction, but you also have to pay 30% of the transaction price to do good deeds.

It is precisely because of this that although the prices of the first nine calligraphy and painting works were higher than the other, the final price was still within a reasonable range, and the highest price was only 180,000 yuan.

If the murderer wants to make huge profits, let alone 180,000, 360,000 may be lower.

Han Bo was thinking about what price Wu Cheng’s three paintings would be sold in the end. Chang Caiyan suddenly said: “Director Han, you have discovered it!”

“What’s the situation?”

"What did you find?"

Han Bo and Xue Siyu stood up at the same time. Chang Caiyan signaled the police who operated the computer to move aside, took the mouse and clicked, pointed to the monitor and said excitedly: "We arranged for two comrades to maintain the order of the on-site handling of the bidding procedures as hotel security guards, and quietly recorded the basic information of all the people who were getting license plates on site.

This woman paid a deposit and got a license plate on site before the filming started. She was unsuspecting and was not even in our sight before. However, her home address was very interesting, and she sat so close to Huang Jiahui but never said hello from beginning to end. She didn't seem to know each other. This is a coincidence, right?"

"Home address, let's talk about it more specifically." Han Bo was confused and couldn't see it after reading it for a long time.

Chang Caiyan realized that she was too excited, so she hurriedly got up and ran to get her bag, took out her laptop from the bag, opened an electronic version of the inquiry record, pointed to the ID card information of the person being asked on the transcript and smiled: "Gao Xinru, 52 years old, is from Xinhai, Dongguang, and lives in No. 28, Yaobei Road, Linhai Town, Fuxing District, Xinhai City; Yang Guiping, 24 years old, is from Xinhai, Dongguang, and has the same ID card address as No. 28, Yaobei Road, Linhai Town, Fuxing District, Xinhai City!"

"The mother of Huang Jiahui's roommate Yang Guiping?"

"It should be."

This was definitely a major discovery. Xue Siyu's eyes lit up and he murmured: "What are she doing? Do she know Huang Jiahui or pretend not to know each other?"

Han Bo pondered: "If you know each other, then Yang Guiping shouldn't tell us the truth. She is likely to be accomplices with Huang Jiahui; if you don't know each other, this case would be interesting. If you rent a house with Huang Jiahui, you should have a good relationship. You can know about Wu Cheng through chatting, and you can also take advantage of this opportunity."

It’s better to have clues than not!

Why is the branch taking such a big risk? Isn’t it just that I want to get a rabbit and get a rabbit to find out the truth about Wu Cheng’s death? Xue Siyu was also excited and immediately issued an order: “Jianfeng, why are you standing there? Immediately arrange for the police to conduct a side-investigation of this Gao Xinru and Yang Guiping, whom the Longhua Branch asked, to find out their basic situation and understand their social relations.”

"yes!"

The more Han Bo thought about it, the more he felt strange. He glanced at Huang Jianfeng, the captain of the criminal police brigade of Anbao Branch who was calling, and then looked at the projection screen that had just switched the picture to Gao Xinru, and said to himself: "If Huang Jiahui doesn't know her, her daughter and Huang Jiahui are not accomplices, then what is Huang Jiahui hiding?"

"Journal Han, they know whether they are accomplices or not, Chacha will know."

Finally, there was some progress. Jiang Lan, who was suspected of murder, returned to Dongshan, was almost in vain. Xue Siyu was in a very comfortable mood. He held his arms and looked at the projection screen and smiled: "Besides, the good show has not started yet. I want to see if she will raise the sign later. If she raises the sign and bids, the painting will eventually hit her hands, and see if she will buy it with real money."

"You can't be too optimistic. Maybe she's just speculating. There's insider news from her daughter, and she's completely possible to join in the fun."

"Director Han, do you mean she wants to buy it at a low price and cash out at a high price in the future?"

"She doesn't understand this industry. Her daughter is not in this industry, but it is entirely possible to get news from Huang Jiahui that Wu Cheng's paintings will appreciate. However, whether Wu Cheng's paintings will appreciate will also have too much uncertainty. This is like gambling, and the risk is much greater than stock trading."

"That's it. If her bid is ridiculously high, or she is obviously raising the price, then she must have a problem with her daughter, especially."

"Watch it and see what she reacts." Han Bo thought for a while, then turned around and said, "Comrade Caiyan, the more we need to stay awake the more we need to keep an eye on other participants in the filming industry. We cannot put the eggs in a basket."

"yes!"

...

Waiting is really a torment. I always feel that time passes too fast, but today I feel that time passes too slowly. The host and auctioneer on site are at the scene.

After waiting for nearly an hour and a half, everyone finally waited for Wu Cheng's first work to appear on the projection screen.

"Let us give the warm applause to the gentleman on No. 60, and I wish all the friends who failed to take the work just now will be successful in the next auction!"

"Dear friends, we are in the same blue sky and are destined to live in the same era. Naturally, we have given us the same space, but life has given us different situations. Before announcing the starting price of this "Far Mountain", please allow me to introduce the author of this work, the famous oil painter and national artist Mr. Wu Cheng..."

The male host introduced Wu Cheng's resume in a low voice and announced sadly that this was a last work.

The female host did not have the bright smile she had before. She raised the microphone and said affectionately: "Although Mr. Wu is gone, Mr. Wu will always live in our hearts. I believe that dear friends are like me. As long as you see Mr. Wu's works, you will think of Mr. Wu.

At the same time, we have sunshine and happiness, but we are surrounded by people who are hurting in poverty. Love ignites hope and auction conveys true feelings! Mr. Wu's "Far Mountain" starts at 100,000 yuan..."

The auctioneer announced the starting price before, and the host just introduced it. Now three people are working together.

The picture switched to the audience. All the people sitting in the small conference room on the third floor, including Han Bo, were not interested in watching their sensational performances, and their attention was focused on the people holding signs.

"160,000, the gentleman on the 43rd bid 160,000 yuan. Is there any higher?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Wu has left few works, and even fewer have flowed into the market. Before that, there was only one piece that flowed into the market and was sold at Suntech Auction in Hong Kong for HK$3 million. The opportunity is rare. Good, this lady on the 12th bid 180,000!"

"200,000, 200,000! No. 31 bid 200,000!"

...

Huang Jiahui held the license plate in her hand, but never raised the sign.
Chapter completed!