After encountering a murder, different people react differently.

Some are shocked and terrified, some are indifferent, and some are excited and curious. This musician seems to be the most ordinary one.

Jian Jing had to spend some time to comfort her, and then she got to the point: "You left the hall around 7:30 yesterday. Did you go to the auction?"

She nodded.

Jian Jing: "What was the situation like at that time? Did the deceased say anything special to you?"

"Yes! He said a lot of interesting things, such as my code name. To be honest, I don't like dogs. I am allergic to dog hair. Why not cats? I have a very cute ragdoll cat."

The lady's thoughts jumped a lot. She was still frightened just now, but now she talked about her cat enthusiastically. She even opened her mobile phone to show her cat's photos.

Jian Jing said: "Dogs are also cute."

"Maybe." She shrugged, with a look of disapproval on her face.

Jian Jing returned to the topic: "Which collection are you bidding for? Can you tell me?"

"I have nothing to hide, number 3." She raised three fingers, "Gold is fascinating, and the lost Mayan culture also attracts me."

Jian Jing thought for a moment, and then asked: "Do you know what collections other people are interested in?"

Ms. Dog shook her head and said lazily: "I don't care about these, sorry."

"Then, when you left the hall at 22:05, what did you do?" Jian Jing asked again.

Her answer was without any hesitation: "Toilet."

"Did you meet anyone?"

"I didn't notice."

The questioning ended.

From 19:05 to 19:36, Hai Zhu, Yin Hu, and Xu Gou went back and forth once each.

From 19:40 to 20:10, the fourth question came from Wei Yang.

There were a lot of things in her cabin, and she brought a lot of interesting small collections, and even the table was full of boxes. And there was more than one guest, Jian Jing, the old lady of Rooster was also there.

Three women of different ages were drinking afternoon tea on the terrace.

The sun was shining, the sea was blue, the waiter brought coffee, and Wei Yang took out a set of beautiful bone china cups and saucers and invited them to drink afternoon tea together.

Jian Jing politely complimented her a few times and slowly got to the point.

"I'm curious," she said, "Which piece of collection did Ms. Wei Yang want to bid for?"

Wei Yang said, "I'm a practical person. Although the bronze head is important, I don't think I can handle it. What I want to buy is the Buddhist scriptures, and the price is no more than seven figures."

Jian Jing also asked her if there was anything unusual, as long as she felt it was necessary to say it.

Wei Yang thought for a while and said, "I was a little hesitant about the price and tried to test him a few times, but he didn't say anything, just promised me that this transaction would be absolutely secret and he wouldn't reveal a word to the outside world."

"Then what?"

"Of course I couldn't say anything more, I filled in a price and came out." Wei Yang said.

Jian Jing thought for a while, turned around and looked at the old lady You Ji. She and Shen Hou left the hall together, but came back at different times.

Her timeline is 19:50-20:05, and the Monkey's is 19:50-20:33.

"You and the Monkey both went for number 2, right?"

The old lady nodded.

"How did you two quote the price?"

The Rooster old lady's tone is always so unhurried: "We estimated a price. If it is put on the auction outside, it will be about 50-70 million. If you meet someone who is eager to make trouble, it will not be surprising to get 200-300 million. But since it is put on the auction here, it must be much more affordable. 20-30 million should be a good price. Lao Hou and I contacted a few friends and planned to each contribute a part. The price is 27 million yuan."

Jian Jing had a clear concept of the price for the first time.

Wei Yang was very skeptical: "Is this price okay?"

"It was okay at first, but now..." The old lady Rooster shook her head and sighed, "I guess the other people's quotes must be higher than ours."

Jian Jing: "Others?"

"Tiger, Ox, and Pig must be here for No. 2, and they don't seem to be short of money." The old lady Rooster pondered, "However, if it comes to murder, Dragon and Snake are more likely to be suspects."

Jian Jing became interested: "Why?"

The old lady smiled and said, "Little girl, you are still too young. They are obviously here for people, and they have no interest in antiques."

"You mean, they know the deceased?" Jian Jing asked, "What kind of person is the deceased, do you know?"

"He's dead, there's nothing bad to say." The old woman took a sip of red tea and said calmly, "He used to be quite famous in the industry, and his craftsmanship was indeed good, but it's a pity that he didn't use it in the right way, which made people hate him."

As long as the elderly start talking, you don't have to worry about them keeping you in suspense. As long as you pretend to be willing to listen, they will be very happy to tell you some old stories.

The Rooster is the same.

She has immigrated abroad for many years, and sometimes she suddenly can't remember how to say a certain idiom, and she will pause from time to time, but she will become more and more fluent as she speaks, and occasionally she will even speak in dialect.

According to her, Rat has a unique vision and rarely makes mistakes when identifying antiques. He also has superb skills and is particularly good at counterfeiting antiques. He is extremely proficient in porcelain, jade, and bronze. His counterfeits cannot be distinguished by the naked eye without scientific instruments.

He has cheated many people with this skill.

But this is how the antique business is. It depends on vision and luck. If you make a mistake, you can't return the goods and can only accept it with a pinch of the nose.

However, as the saying goes, if you stand by the river, you will get your shoes wet.

When Rat was at his most proud, the environment was not as clean as it is now, and it was mixed with good and bad people. He accidentally offended a big boss.

Without further ado, the boss tied him up, chopped off two of his fingers, and asked, "Will you do it again?"

Rat was so scared that he said, "No, no, no."

The boss let him go, and he rushed to the hospital and got his thumbs reattached. But from then on, his two thumbs were not very flexible and he could not do delicate work.

He stopped doing it from then on.

Counting, the last job was more than ten years ago.

Jian Jing couldn't help wondering: "It's been so long, and someone is still here to seek revenge?"

A chuckle came from the side, but it was Wei Yang who spoke up: "The antique business is a very complicated business. How many people have gone bankrupt for an item? There have been cases of people losing their families and even losing their lives. I've encountered this before. I spent a lot of money to buy a few antiques, hoping to make a fortune by reselling them, but they turned out to be fakes. Not only did I jump off a building, but I also left all my debts to my wife and children."

Jian Jing said "Oh" and silently added a new motive to his notes.

Because Shen Hou was taking a nap at this time, Jian Jing's next target was Chou Niu.

His timeline was 19:52-20:30.

Jian Jing's questions were similar to the previous ones, just asking him which number he bought and whether he said anything noteworthy at the time.

Chou Niu's answer was also No. 2, and he expressed his disagreement with the auction rules.

"I'm not surprised by his death." Chou Niu looked like a wealthy tycoon, and his gestures were full of arrogance. "The information of the buyer and the seller is in the hands of the same person, which does not conform to the rules of secret auctions, unless he is the seller himself."

This is another very inspiring answer.

Jian Jing nodded in agreement, but raised a question: "If he is the seller, what's the point of killing him? The buyer won't be able to buy anything."

"Some people don't want things to be sold, and they don't hesitate to kill people for this." Chou Niu said coldly.

Jian Jing was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you think the deceased is the seller? Do you have any evidence?"

"I'm just guessing. After all, it doesn't matter who the seller is." said Chou Niu, "I just think it's a pity. Now I don't know where the sheep head will end up."

Perhaps Jian Jing's gaze was too obvious, so he took the initiative to say, "I originally planned to donate it after buying it. Alas, it's a pity."

Jian Jing smiled and didn't take it seriously.

After Chou Niu was Wu Ma, who left at 20:15 and returned at 21:00, stepping on the edge of the time of death. Jian Jing was ready to ask him a question.

But who would have thought that when he went to find him, Wu Ma was talking to the staff on the yacht with a serious face.

"What happened?" Jian Jing was very curious.

Wu Ma smiled bitterly, helpless and incredulous: "My room was robbed."

She was surprised: "Thief?"

"Yes, my safe was rummaged through." Wu Ma made way and invited her into the room. His cabin was a mirror image of Jian Jing's room, very tidy, with only a laptop on the table and not much luggage.

But the safe embedded in the closet was opened, and the lock was obviously damaged.

"What did you lose?" Jian Jing asked.

"Nothing is lost, there are only some documents in the safe." Wu Ma spread his hands, also feeling strange, "Even if there is a thief, he shouldn't have come to my room, I don't have anything."

Jian Jing squatted down and studied the lock for a while, determining that it was forced open by force. She looked at the door lock again, which was intact. Obviously, the thief had found a way to get the door card.

"Forget it, nothing is lost." Wu Ma didn't lose anything, so he didn't plan to make a fuss. "You're here to ask me about what happened last night, right?"

She nodded and went straight to the point: "You left the auction room around 9 o'clock. How was the deceased's condition at that time?"

Wu Ma shrugged: "I can't see any problem at all."

"Who are you bidding on behalf of? Which number are you bidding on? Can you tell me?"

Wu Ma smiled: "You can't talk about the customer's information casually. I still want to continue to take on jobs."

"Is it number 2?"

He smiled mysteriously, not revealing any traces.

Jian Jing didn't ask any more questions.

It was getting dark, and she wanted to seize the time and ask the last two people before dinner.

A dragon and a snake.

Snake's time is 21:30-21:55, and Dragon's is 21:50-22:00. Judging from the time, both of them are suspicious, and they really don't look like they are here to buy antiques. I

asked Snake first.

He seemed to be very sick. He wore a mask this time, his face was pale, and the veins on his hands were exposed. It was completely unlike what he said, that he only had pharyngitis.

"Please sit down." Because of coughing, his voice was hoarse than that of an average person. "What do you want to ask?"

Jian Jing asked, "What were you doing from 9:30 to 9:55 last night?"

Si She: "Bidding."

"Which number?"

"No. 1."

Jian Jing glanced at him and asked, "Did you know the deceased before?"

"No, cough cough," Si She coughed from time to time and said hoarsely, "I borrowed the invitation letter from a friend, cough, I have never been involved in these things before."

This man cooperated unexpectedly. Jian Jing secretly scanned his room. He also had very little luggage, but the few personal belongings he carried were valuable, and it was obvious that he was in good financial condition.

She couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, since you haven't been involved in this before, why do you want to participate in such a club fair this time."

Si Snake paused and said: "I'm not in good health, I want to find a special thing to suppress my fate. I heard that there will be a Buddhist scripture here, so I came to take a look."

Jian Jing suddenly realized that he was a feudal superstitious person.

The last one was Chen Long.

This big brother was the most indifferent one so far, and he didn't let Jian Jing in.

She asked: "Would it be convenient for you to tell me which collection you bid for?"

Chen Long said indifferently: "It's not convenient."

She: "Did you know the deceased before?"

Chen Long : "I can't tell you."

She: "You left at 21:50, did you go to the auction room?"

Chen Long: "It's not convenient to disclose."

She: "Then did you see the deceased after 19:00 last night?"

Chen Long: "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Just like that, Jian Jing ended the initial questioning of the ten people.