The Novelist Forced to Become Famous

Chapter 263: Decryption begins

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On the first day of the yachting, a public fair was held.

On the second day on the yacht, at the anonymous trade meeting, Rat died.

On the third day on the yacht, Wu Ma's safe was broken into and that night, collection No. 2 was stolen.

On the first day on the yacht, Chen Long said that his jade carving was lost.

Jian Jing: It's murder and theft, this is definitely a theatrical case.

Otherwise it wouldn’t be so disappointing.

But the more actions she took, the more loopholes she would find. She went to the safe and strolled around for a long time. Nothing went wrong, so she asked Tina to take her to check the surveillance.

The surveillance showed that Chen Long went to the safe depository to deposit his belongings at around 19:00 last night. After that, except for normal movement of people, no one approached the safe until Tina and Jian Jing arrived.

Not long after, Xu Gou came over, said a few words to Jian Jing, then went in to get something and came out. The whole process took no more than two minutes.

Then this afternoon, the Sheep, the Ox and the Dragon all came in. They stayed in for about five minutes each and came out empty-handed.

But compared to the calmness of the Sheep and the Ox, the Dragon's expression was not so good.

Jian Jing played the video over and over again, magnifying the details of each person's clothing as much as possible, but still didn't notice anything wrong - she had seen Chen Long's jade carving before, it was a very beautiful jade goose, with sharp edges and corners. If it was hidden in clothing, it would definitely show up.

She was holding her chin up in thought when she suddenly heard a noise that was getting closer and closer to her head, making her head hurt.

"what sound?"

"I'll go out." Tina went and came back, her face full of relaxation, "Mr. Gu is here."

Jian Jing was also happy: "Let's go pick him up."

When we reached the top deck, the helipad was already ready. A helicopter descended from the sky and finally landed after circling for a while.

A middle-aged man strode down and nodded at Tina: "Thank you for your hard work these past two days. It's really not easy."

Tina's anxious heart finally settled down a little.

She was a seasoned veteran who had been in the workplace for ten years. She used to be a secretary for the bosses. The most difficult job was to deal with the employers' tricky requests, such as buying opera tickets for that evening this afternoon (they started pre-sale months ago), suddenly arranging to have dinner with a big shot and having to book a certain restaurant, etc.

These jobs were not easy, and she had moved in. But like this time, first the boss died, and then tens of millions of items were lost just like that. Who wouldn't devastate

"It's my fault." Tina knew she couldn't handle such a troublesome situation, so she decisively asked her boss for help, "Another customer lost something a little while ago."

She briefly explained the whole story and waited for a response.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Gu thought for a while and asked Jian Jing: "Is there any progress in Miss Jian's investigation?"

As expected, her identity had been investigated. Jian Jing didn't hesitate and said, "I want to take out collection No. 1 and No. 3. Could you please open the safe?"

"Sure." Mr. Gu agreed without hesitation, and said, "I have inquired about Miss Jian's resume. I believe this situation will not be difficult for you either."

Jian Jing was silent, and after a few pleasantries, he said, "It's really sad that Mr. Zishu has done so much for the trade fair, but he was still taken advantage of."

Mr. Gu nodded and said with emotion: "If Uncle knew that he had lost such a valuable antique, I wonder how sorry he would be."

"Mr. Rat is your uncle?"

Mr. Gu then talked about an old story: Rat was born in an intellectual family. Due to their bad background, their family lived in poverty. Considering that their little daughter was small and fragile and could not withstand the hardship, they reluctantly gave her to relatives to raise. She became Mr. Gu's mother.

The eldest son stayed with him all the time and suffered a lot with him. It was not clear whether it was his nature or the environment that made him start to do unorthodox things. At the same time, because he was influenced by his parents, he was quite knowledgeable about history and culture. Later, when his father was safe and his parents died of illness, he started to have evil thoughts and forged antiques to deceive people.

The water of antiques is so deep that even experienced people can hardly make mistakes, let alone those rookies who dream of getting rich overnight? They can easily fall into the trap if they are not careful.

The culprit, Rat, showed no remorse and was even a little proud: "Our profession relies on our eyesight. You can blame me for your poor eyesight?"

But even though his counterfeiting skills were so sophisticated that they were almost indistinguishable from the real thing, he eventually failed.

People didn't follow his rules and would just use a knife. Although he was lucky enough to escape the robbery, he didn't dare to go back to his old job, so he changed his name and moved away. Unexpectedly, he escaped the crackdown and avoided jail.

However, having spent most of his life dealing with antiques, even if he stopped, he still felt itchy. Somehow, around the millennium, he transformed himself into an expert in the treasure appraisal column, specializing in antique appraisal, and became a little famous in the industry.

Because of this, he was able to reunite with Mr. Gu’s mother and find his long-lost relative.

"My uncle has loved antiques all his life and has collected some good things. I heard that a member wanted to sell the bronze head, and he spent a lot of effort to get it." Mr. Gu sighed and shook his head, "Who wants to lose his life?"

Jian Jing asked again: "Do you know why Mr. Rat goes to such great lengths to protect the privacy of both the buyer and the seller?"

Mr. Gu thought about it and said, "Maybe this is his 'final performance'."

She raised her eyebrows: "Are you going to retire from the business world?"

"He's not in good health. He's only two years old." Mr. Gu sighed, "The old man has been studying this for his entire life. He must want to make it perfect this last time."

He said sincerely, "Miss Jane, my uncle did some bad things when he was young, but in the past two years, he has donated a lot of things and often told me that he regrets his past actions. I hope that since he has already known and repented, you can find out the murderer to comfort the old man's soul in heaven."

Since the deceased's family members had begged like this, Jian Jing naturally agreed.

Mr. Gu was very efficient and worked like a top for two days. When he finally arrived at the destination, he refused to rest and immediately took Jian Jing to the safe.

During this time, he inquired in detail about the entire process of the theft of the jade carving, and couldn't help but feel pain.

From the surveillance footage, the suspect was among the several people who had entered the safe, but they had no right to search anyone's luggage, especially when they were on the high seas and the guests were from different countries.

"Miss Jian, are you in a good mood?" Mr. Gu asked Jian Jing.

Jian Jing responded ambiguously, still looking at collections No. 1 and No. 3, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, she said, "I still need to investigate some more things. You might as well take a rest and we'll talk tomorrow morning."

Mr. Gu thought for a moment, chose to believe her, and nodded: "Okay, but the boat can't float on the sea forever. Can it return tomorrow?"

"Let's go tonight." Jian Jing said, "Maybe tomorrow, everything will be over."

"That's great."

Jian Jing was busy all night, strolling around the safe for two hours, and then going back to the cabin to work for a long time. At three o'clock in the morning, she had a video call with Ji Feng.

He picked up the phone after more than ten minutes: "Teacher Jian, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"Get up, I have something to ask you." Jian Jing ordered people without mercy.

Ji Feng sat up from the bed in the duty room with sleepy eyes, looking at the watch. Okay, I slept for half an hour before being woken up by the writer: "You ask."

Jian Jing: "Help me check the situation."

"This is against discipline." He said lazily, "What are you doing? Checking how many times your boyfriend has checked into a hotel?"

She: “Do you want to die?”

Ji Feng: "What happened? Someone died?"

"More than that, a dozen people died and tens of millions of antiques were lost." Jian Jing asked, "Have you woken up like this?"

He really perked up: "What are you checking?"

Jian Jing said this and that, and then said, "I want to know the result by seven o'clock at the latest."

"… You are really my leader." Ji Feng complained, "Okay, okay, got it."

"Don't call, there's no signal at sea."

"knew."

After that, she took a short nap and got up at around six to wash up.

Just at this time, Ji Feng called back.

Through the camera of the video, he saw Jane sitting quietly on the terrace. A red sun was rising slowly over the azure sea, and the waves were sparkling with golden light. She crossed her legs and leaned on a rattan chair, braiding her hair.

The benefits of flexibility +1 are reflected in peeling shrimps and weaving silk.

Ji Feng squinted his eyes to identify it, and exclaimed: "Teacher Jian really has a childlike heart. Her braids are like those of a kindergarten kid."

Jian Jing paused, then slowly walked towards him.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all, and even said, "The little girls in the kindergarten I passed by on my way to work all had pigtails like this."

"It's called a boxer braid," she smiled. "If you were in front of me, I'd show you how to do it right away."

Ji Feng: “Hello.”

"What's the result?" Jian Jing went straight to the point, "Is it what I thought?"

"Yes, of course. This is your legacy." On the other end of the phone, Ji Feng was stirring instant coffee while glancing at the vendors outside the door. He kept telling the man everything he had learned.

Jian Jing didn't respond for a moment, and finally asked, "What are you doing?"

"Shaobing... Shit, wait a minute." He put down his phone, ran out the door quickly, and called the old lady selling breakfast at the door, "Give me two shaobings and fried dough sticks, and a tea egg, and do you have tofu pudding?"

Five minutes later, he came back with a plastic bag, his expression relaxed: "Teacher Jian?"

The screen has gone black.

She received a voice message, clicked it, and said in a cold voice: "You'll be so fat."

He: “…” The real murderer.

On the other hand, Jian Jing packed up her things and decided to go to the restaurant for breakfast.

The chef was already preparing the ingredients. She strolled into the kitchen and asked, "Do you have any sesame cakes?"

The chef silently saw that she was capable and said, "I can make you scallion pancakes."

"Okay." Jian Jing reluctantly said, "Do you have crab meat dumplings?"

The chef perked up a bit: "Yes, what else do you want?"

“Wonton.”

Jian Jing ordered several dishes in one breath, and when they were served piping hot, she quickly found an angle to take a photo, without any photo editing, and gave it directly to Ji Feng.

He: I’ve finished eating.

She: [Pah!]

Jian Jing finished her breakfast in a flash, then sent a text message to Mr. Gu, asking him to ask the guests to meet in the hall at ten o'clock.

She is going to solve (zhuang) the case (bi).

Time passed quickly, and around ten o'clock, ten guests, secretary Tina, and Mr. Gu arrived at the hall.

The arrangement for anonymous auctions is still retained here.

Jian Jing sat in the most conspicuous position, beside her was a small dining table covered with a tablecloth, on which was a cup of hot coffee, with wisps of white smoke rising.

"Everyone, please take a seat," she said. "I invited you here to get to know each other for the past two days."

Wei Yang asked: "Have you found the murderer?"

Shen Hou was concerned: "Did you find the bronze head?"

Wu Ma said, "I heard the ship has returned. Are you planning to call the police?"

Chen Long seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"You still have to call the police after all this trouble?" Haizhu was irritated. "Are they going to detain us for a few more days? I still have money to pay. This is really annoying."

The Ox remained calm, the Tiger was indifferent, the Snake wore a mask and seemed to be coughing more. The Dog seemed a little out of shape, but the Rooster was still calm.

"Let's hear what Miss Jian has to say." Mr. Gu said briefly.

Jian Jing said: "A lot of things have happened in the past few days. For me, the case that I most want to investigate is the murder of Mr. Zishu, but later I realized that if I can't figure out the mystery of the bronze head, there is no way to dig out the truth."

She looked around at everyone and made the final decision: "So, let's talk about the theft of the bronze head first. After all, the owner of the bronze head came to me specifically and asked me to find it."