Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All! Chapter 344

  Chapter 344 The cultural relic dealer who misses the century-old house

   "You don't think I made these things, do you?"

   "Old man, I have lived in the village all my life, and I didn't even know there were these things in the mansion."

   "You two have lived here for a while, and even you haven't found out, how could I know."

   "Besides, what's the use of scaring you?"

  Uncle Jiang put away the unnatural expression on his face, and became very angry.

   This dilapidated house has been uninhabited for decades, even if it was really him who was trying to scare the two of them.

  What benefits can I get?

   "You must have a problem!"

  Zhou Kexin sternly said: "Dr. Chen just pointed out that there is something wrong with this wall. After taking out the mini stereo from inside, I saw that you were very nervous."

   "Although the nervous expression only stayed on your face for less than a few seconds."

   "But I can confirm that you were really nervous at the time."

   "Since you have done nothing wrong, why are you so nervous?"

  Zhou Kexin told several people about her accidental discovery.

  There are women in cheongsam painted on the wall, covered by a layer of limestone.

  It will appear only when it encounters water, or thunder and rain.

   So who painted this picture?

  Does the rich man living in the countryside understand the principles of optics?

  The bleak love story that Uncle Jiang said, can anyone prove that it really happened?

   "That's right, the woman you said died in love and turned into a ghost after death to harass the original owner of this old house. Can anyone prove it?"

  Hu Liang followed Zhou Kexin's words and asked Uncle Jiang that if he could find a witness, he would believe that Uncle Jiang was not the one who was behind the scenes.

  Pan Yueling took the Bluetooth speaker in Hu Liang's hand and frowned slightly.

   "Uncle Jiang, you'd better tell the truth."

   "Hu Liang and I were both programmers before, and no one knows this kind of electronic equipment better than us."

   “Just give me a computer and I can check out whose phone was connected to this bluetooth speaker.”

   "If you continue to deny it, then I can only investigate it myself."

   "When we get the evidence, we will hand it over to the relevant department immediately."

  Hu Liang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what his girlfriend meant.

  She is trying to trick Uncle Jiang.

   Deliberately moved out their previous occupations to scare Uncle Jiang and make him mess up.

   And then swindle the truth from the old man's mouth.

  Understanding what his girlfriend meant, Hu Liang calmly gave his girlfriend a thumbs up.

  Take out your phone and find a group photo of the two wearing Dachang label.

   Knowing how to use a mobile phone to connect to Bluetooth to play tricks, Uncle Jiang is definitely not an ordinary old man.

   You should be no stranger to the Internet.

   "If you want to investigate, go and investigate, a group of guys who don't know good people."

   As he spoke, Uncle Jiang was about to leave.

   "Doctor Chen, what should we do now? Do you want to stop him?"

  Hu Liang and Pan Yueling subconsciously believed that Uncle Jiang had a guilty conscience.

   Going to oil the soles of your feet.

  Chen Yu ignored their inquiries, and said with a light smile, "Uncle Jiang, now that you're gone, aren't you worried that your son will be punished for this?"

   Uncle Jiang, who was about to leave here, stopped suddenly when he heard the words.

   Immediately, Uncle Jiang turned around slowly, staring at Chen Yu with deep eyes.

   "Who the **** are you? Why do you know so many things?"

  Ever since Chen Yu poured mineral water on the wall, Uncle Jiang decided that there was something wrong with Chen Yu.

   Now, the mention of Uncle Jiang's son in Chen Yu's words made him even more nervous.

   “I am a senior psychiatrist.”

   "If Uncle Jiang has any psychological needs in the future, please come to Hefang Street to find me in the city."

  Chen Yu smiled and said the specific address of the psychological consultation room.

   "Don't lie to me, it's impossible for a psychiatrist to know so many things!"

  Uncle Jiang's mouth twitched.

   "No matter how much I know, I don't have the details you always know."

   "For example, cultural relic dealers."

  Hearing the words cultural relic dealer, Uncle Jiang's face immediately changed color.

  The heartbeat also started to speed up.

  Chen Yu walked slowly outside the living room door, first touched the window frame next to the door, and then knocked on the door panel.

   "Purple sandalwood, rosewood, nanmu, ginkgo."

   "These are all high-quality wood, even after a hundred years, their value will not be affected at all."

   "This beggar's house, which imitates Hu Guangyong's mansion, reveals elegance everywhere."

   "There are also metal objects in the old house, but they are all first-class antiques."

   "Looking at the beams made of nanmu being replaced and discarded one by one, Uncle Jiang, your heart is bleeding, right?"

  Hu Liang gasped.

  The original house beams that I regarded as waste materials and replaced were actually made of nanmu.

   Before renovating the house, he and his girlfriend did a series of homework.

   Have a general understanding of the quality and price of wood.

  Red sandalwood, rosewood, nanmu, ginkgo.

   These types are all precious woods.

  The price is higher than the other.

  Especially Siamese rosewood, a board costs tens of thousands.

etc!

  Chen Yu said that this is the beggar's version of Hu Guangyong's mansion.

   That is to say.

  The whole house is imitated from the former residence of Hu Xueyan.

   No wonder this place will soon become a key cultural relics protection unit.

  The former residence of Hu Xueyan in Hangzhou is also a key cultural relic unit.

   "I see! You pretended to be a ghost and tried to drive us away in order to steal the cultural relics here!"

  Pan Yueling woke up instantly.

   Cultural relic dealers, all kinds of precious wood.

  The answer is ready to come out.

  The old house was made by skilled craftsmen and cost thousands of taels of silver.

  The internal tables, chairs, benches, and porch window frames are probably all cultural relics.

   "No wonder when we bought this place, the whole mansion was dilapidated, and even the gate was demolished."

   "You did all of this, right?"

   "Did you steal and buy the missing original door knocker, the missing windows, and other furniture?"

  Pan Yueling became more and more angry as she thought about it.

   I learned from Uncle Jiang that the place is haunted, and I thought I ran into a kind person.

  I can't bear to keep them in the dark, so I will tell the truth.

   Never thought, this old man is very bad.

   Pretending to be ghosts and ghosts to scare them, the purpose is to drive the two away, and then continue to steal cultural relics here.

   "Don't be angry, I'll talk to him."

  Chen Yu comforted Hu Liang and Pan Yueling with a smile on his face.

   "Uncle Jiang, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."

   "However, stealing cultural relics is an illegal act after all, and they are now the owners of this place."

   "The right to know what's going on here."

   "If you really don't want to say, there are some things that I can only tell them."

  Chen Yu paused, then continued: "About a few months ago, you met a man at the gate of the mansion."

   "This man kept looking at the bluestone carved bricks in the old house, and he kept admiring."

   "Then, we need to take out tools to pry these bluestone carved bricks."

   "First you scold this person and ask him if he is a dealer in cultural relics."

   "The other party was outspoken and admitted that he was a dealer in cultural relics."

   "Two days later, this person came to you and said that he wanted to cooperate with you and buy this old house."

   "I paid you a million dollars."

  (end of this chapter)

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