At this time, I heard the two chatting.

"Mr. Simier is too strict, isn't it just that one pattern is drawn a bit off? As for asking us to redo it?"

"We are making high imitations with extremely high standards and 100% authentic products, so we must be stricter."

"Tch, I think he is picky. Which appraiser can see such a small mistake?"

"Haven't you heard? Now the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets has a lot of fierce people in the collection industry. Some people's eyes are like instruments, and even the smallest mistakes can be discovered by him."

"Are you bragging? Is anyone as evil as you say?"

"What do you think? Anyone who dares to come to the Never Set Empire to visit the troubled waters of Jerry Bruns's family is really serious. Didn't you see that even Mr. Simer came to supervise the work in person these two days?"

"In short, be careful when sailing for thousands of years..."

While talking, the two walked to the cardboard box and began to unbutton their pants to pee.

Anjou Princeton gritted his silver teeth in hatred, wishing he could rush out and beat up these two bastards.

In fact, the two sides are very close at this time, less than one meter away.

It was only blocked by a cardboard case, so it was not discovered.

The conversation between these two people undoubtedly confirmed the speculation of Ye Feng and Anru Prince.

Mr. Simer and his gang are indeed making fakes here.

At the same time, it also explained why they delivered goods to several black market merchants, and none of those black market merchants found any problems with the goods.

But why do they do it?

Where did the real thing come from?

..

These still need more research.

..

After the two of them finished peeing, they went back to the room.

Anru Prince was suffocated a long time ago, and was about to go out, but was pulled back by Ye Feng.

"hold on."

Just when Anjou Prince was puzzled, he saw the door of the room in the middle was pushed open again, and a group of people came out from it, more than 20 people in total.

Mr. Smir was among them.

"It's not too early today, everyone go back to rest early, work harder tomorrow, try to get this item out as soon as possible, and then I will give everyone a big red envelope." Mr. Simer cupped his hands at everyone while talking.

"Thank you, Mr. Smir."

Everyone expressed their thanks one after another, and then left one after another.

Mr. Simer waited for everyone to leave, then locked the door with his own hands, and he didn't know what to do for a while before turning around and leaving.

Ye Feng pricked up his ears to listen to the movement, and found that the surroundings were already quiet, and there was no sound at all.

He has excellent hearing and can hear movements that others cannot hear.

Even he couldn't hear it, so there should be no one there.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and walked out of the cardboard box first, followed by Anjou Prince.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Simier would do such an unconscionable thing. It's simply too hateful." Anru Prince was a little angry.

Although I don't know why the other party did this, but the current situation is obvious, the other party is cheating.

This is a hazard to the entire industry.

"It is estimated that there is a big secret hidden here!" Looking at these dilapidated houses, Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Yeah, what they make are high-end fakes, and each one is worth hundreds of millions, which is definitely huge profits." After all, Anjou Prince is also the vice president of Sotheby's auction house, and he is very concerned about the profits of the fake business. learn.

The cost of a counterfeit is at most a few hundred dollars, and at most only a few thousand dollars.

But it can be sold for hundreds of millions of dollars.

The profit here is really too big.

A great man once said that when the profit reaches 10%, someone is ready to move;

When the profit reaches 50%, some people dare to take risks;

When the profit reaches 100%, they dare to trample on all laws in the world;

And when the profit reaches 300%, they are not even afraid of going to the gallows.

And the profit in these fakes is more than 300%?

That's 1000%, or even 10000% profit.

From this, one can imagine how crazy these people will be.

Once this news is spread, it may shake the entire empire on which the sun never sets.

No one expected that Mr. Smeer, the chief consultant of the antique business of the Duke of Devonshire's family, would open a counterfeit factory in private.

Moreover, they also specially forged the precious collections handed down from the Jerry Bruns family.

"I remember you seem to have a pinhole camera in your bag?" Ye Feng asked suddenly.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Anjou Prince asked curiously.

"Give it to me." Ye Feng stretched out his hand and asked.

"You...you don't want to go in and install a camera, do you?" Anjou Princeton immediately understood what he meant.

"If you want to catch their handle and find out by the way, you can only do this."

"Hmph, who thought I brought too many tools before? Now you know how sensible I am?" Anjou Prince had a smug smile on his face.

"Okay, can't you be the smartest in the world? Get it quickly." Ye Feng hurriedly urged.

Anjou Prince didn't talk nonsense anymore, and took out a few pinhole cameras from his bag.

The lens of these cameras is only the size of a mung bean, and it is really not easy to be found hidden in a hidden place.

Ye Feng put these cameras in his pocket, then walked to a few windows and pushed them. These windows were all plugged from the inside, and he had to break the windows if he wanted to get in.

But this will scare the snake away.

He had no choice but to come to the gate, on which was hung a palm-sized brass lock.

"The door is locked, how do you get in?" Anjou Prince also followed.

Ye Feng picked up the lock and looked at it, then frowned.

The lock turned out to be a special one, with three keyholes underneath.

Among the three keyholes, only one should be real, and the other two are likely to be traps.

Once the wrong keyhole is inserted, it is likely to trigger an alarm.

If it were someone else, it would most likely be helpless.

But his five senses are amazing, and he is proficient in touching gold, how can a mere lock be able to stop him?

Taking the lock, and after a little fumbling with it, it soon became apparent that the one on the far right was the real keyhole.

The other two are equipped with chips, once a metal object is poked into it, it will immediately trigger an alarm.

What an old fox!

Ye Feng couldn't help sighing, then searched the yard and found a thin wire.

Then he walked back and stuffed it directly into the keyhole.

Anjou Prince watched curiously.

I saw Ye Feng holding the iron wire, inserting it bit by bit, then twisting lightly and poking hard.

The brass lock, which looked very mighty, unexpectedly opened with a "click".

"You can still pick the lock?" Anjou Prince looked at him in shock, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Small." Ye Feng winked at her triumphantly.

"What did you do before? How do you feel that you are proficient in everything?" Anjou Prince was puzzled by this.