Chapter 1671 [1671] There must be a big secret hidden here!
At this time, I heard the two of them chatting.

"Isn't Mr. Simmel too strict? Isn't it just that one pattern is a little off? Do you want us to redo it?"

"We are making high-quality imitations that are 100% authentic, so we must be strict."

"Tsk, I think he is nitpicking. It's just such a small mistake, which appraiser can see it?"

"Haven't you heard? There are many powerful people in the collection industry in the British Empire. Some of them have eyes like instruments. Even the smallest mistakes can be discovered by them."

"You're just bragging, right? Is there anyone as evil as you say?"

"What do you think? Those who dare to come to the British Empire to wade into the muddy waters of the Jerry Bruns family are all really capable. Didn't you see that even Mr. Smil came to supervise in person these two days?"

"In short, it's better to be safe than sorry..."

As they talked, they walked over to the cardboard and began to unzip their pants and pee.

Prince Anjou gritted his teeth in hatred and wanted to rush out and beat up these two bastards.

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

It was only blocked by the cardboard that it was not discovered.

The conversation between these two people undoubtedly confirmed Ye Feng and Anjou Prince's speculations.

Mr. Simmel and his gang are indeed making counterfeits here.

At the same time, it also explains why they delivered goods to several black market merchants, and those black market merchants did not find any problems with the goods.

But why do they do this?

Where do the real ones come from?
……

These need more research.

……

After the two men finished peeing, they returned to the room.

Anjou Prince was already so angry that he was about to walk out, but Ye Feng pulled him back.

"hold on."

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

Mr. Smil was among them.

"It's getting late today. Everyone should go back and rest early. Let's work harder tomorrow and try to get this product out as soon as possible. Then I will give everyone big red envelopes." Mr. Simil said as he bowed to everyone.

"Thank you, Mr. Smil."

Everyone expressed their gratitude and left one after another.

After everyone left, Mr. Simmel locked the door himself, fiddled with something for a while, and then turned and left.

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

He has extraordinary hearing and can hear things that others cannot hear.

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

He then breathed a sigh of relief and was the first to walk out of the cardboard, followed by Anjou Prince.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Simmel would do such a conscienceless thing. It's so abominable." Anjou Prince was a little angry.

Although I don’t know why the other party did this, it is now obvious that they are falsifying information.

This is harmful to the entire industry.

"I guess there is a big secret hidden here!" Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at these dilapidated houses.

"Yes, they are all high-end counterfeits, and each piece is worth hundreds of millions, which is definitely a huge profit." After all, Anjou Prince is also the vice president of Sotheby's auction house, and he is very familiar with the profits of the counterfeit business.

The cost of a fake is at most a few hundred yuan, or at most a few thousand yuan.

But it can be sold for hundreds of millions.

The profits here are really too great. A great man once said that when the profit reaches 10%, some people will be eager to make a move;
When the profit reaches 50%, some people dare to take risks;
When the profit reaches 100%, they dare to trample all the laws of the world;
And when profits reach 300%, they are not even afraid of going to the gallows.

And the profits from these counterfeits are more than 300%.

That’s a profit of 1000% or even 10000%.

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

Once this news spreads, it will probably shake the entire British Empire.

No one expected that Mr. Smil, the chief consultant of the antique business under the Duke of Devonshire's family, actually opened a counterfeit factory in private.

Moreover, they specialize in counterfeiting precious collections passed down from Jerry Bruns' family.

"I remember there seemed to be a pinhole camera in your bag?" Ye Feng suddenly asked.

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

"Give it to me." Ye Feng stretched out his hand to ask for it.

"You...you are not going to go in and install cameras, are you?" Anjou Prince immediately understood what he meant.

"If you want to catch them and find out the truth, this is the only way."

"Hehe, who complained before that I brought too many tools? Now you know how wise I am?" Anjou Prince had a smug smile on his face.

"Okay, you are the smartest person in the world, isn't that enough? Bring it here quickly." Ye Feng urged hurriedly.

Anjou Prince didn't waste any more time and took out a few pinhole cameras from his bag.

The lenses of these cameras are only the size of green beans, and they are not easy to be found when hidden in secret places.

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

But this would alert the enemy.

He had no choice but to go to the big door, on which was hung a copper lock the size of a palm.

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

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

This lock is actually specially made and has three keyholes underneath.

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

If you insert it into the wrong keyhole, it is likely to trigger an alarm.

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

But he has amazing five senses and is well versed in tomb-robbing, so how could he be stopped by a mere lock?

After getting the lock and exploring it a bit, I quickly realized that the one on the far right was the real keyhole.

The other two are equipped with chips that will immediately trigger an alarm if any metal object is poked into them.

What an old fox!

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

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

Anjou Prince watched curiously.

Ye Feng was seen holding the wire, inserting it little by little, then twisting it gently and poking it hard.

The copper lock that looked so majestic actually opened with a "click".

"You can actually pick locks?" Anjou Prince looked at him in shock, as if he had discovered a new world.

"No big deal." Ye Feng winked at her proudly.

"What did you do before? Why do you seem to be proficient in everything?" Anjou Prince was very puzzled.

(End of this chapter)