You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 5922: It’s so awesome

"Conclusive evidence?" Xia Zhifei said in surprise: "Wen Chongli framed me for half a month ago, how could you have solid evidence?"

"Trust me, we do," Ye Xingbei curled her lips and asked her a question: "What is the name of the painting that Wen Chongli used to frame you?"

Xia Zhifei didn't know why she suddenly asked this question, but she still replied: "It's the autumn wind horse herd of Sun Kehong, a famous Ming Dynasty artist."

Ye Xingbei asked again: "Wen Chongli bought this painting at an auction with 10 million yuan. Do you want to give it to Mr. Wen as a birthday present?"

Xia Zhifei nodded: "Yes."

"A month ago, at Sotheby's auction house, we did sell a picture of Sun Kehong's Autumn Breeding Horse in Ming Dynasty for 10 million..." Ye Xingbei smiled, "But..."

Xia Zhifei asked: "But what?"

Ye Xingbei picked up a scroll beside him and opened it: "It's really unfortunate, our old man likes Sun Kehong's paintings, and I learned that Sotheby's auction house will auction a picture of Sun Kehong's horses in autumn wind, my husband will send a special person Went to Sotheby's and took the picture for ten million."

Xia Zhifei, who has always been calm and calm, rarely showed a surprised expression, "This...this is too coincidental..."

Ye Xingbei smiled, "Probably there is a will of God in the dark... So I always like to say that the sky net is extensive and sparse but not leaking."

Xia Zhifei sighed softly and smiled softly, "You're right, the sky is wide and sloppy, no matter if it's this painting or my encounter with you, it's all in the dark. God will..."

Ye Xingbei handed Xia Zhifei the picture of horse racing in autumn wind: "When my husband knew that the picture Wen Chongli used to frame you was this picture of horse racing in autumn wind, my husband asked his subordinates to use This painting checked Wen Chongli as a breakthrough."

Xia Zhifei carefully took the painting that Ye Xingbei handed over, put it on the coffee table, and glanced over the painting inch by inch, "I have thought about countless possibilities, and I also thought that Wen Chongli may not be willing to use real The painting framed me. The painting that was soaked in blisters may be fake, but the painting has been soaked in water, so there is no way to identify the real and fake ones. Most collectors keep their collections confidential in order to prevent their collections from being coveted by criminals. I have never dared to think that the original work of this painting is actually with you."

"Yes," Ye Xingbei nodded, "Not only are most of the private collections kept secret, but the auction house also keeps the information of the guests secret. The public will only know that Sotheby's sold an Autumn Horse Wrangler a month ago. I don't know who took the picture of Autumn Breeding Horses. Wen Chongli wisely told a lie that he thought he would not be exposed. Who knows, he was unlucky. In my husband's hands."

Xia Zhifei looked away from the Autumn Breeze Horse Shepherd, looked at Ye Xingbei, and smiled, "You're right, the sky net is extensive, sparse but not omissions, he thinks he is smart, and he does not miss anything, but what is fake is fake It will never be true."

"Yes," Ye Xingbei said happily, hooking the corners of his lips, "After my husband knew that the picture Wen Chongli used to frame you was fake, he asked his subordinates to check Wen Chong. Where did Li get the fake painting, since he was using it to frame you, he definitely couldn't get a painting that looked fake at first glance, he had to buy high imitation paintings, there are only a few places in Beijing that sell high imitation paintings, my husband The people under my command are very familiar, and I quickly found clues."