Operation: Cobra Is Back

Chapter 90 See Through the Trap

After a while, the staff of the Antique Attic sent the glazed horse to Kent.

"Zoe, come, you take the glazed horse!"

Kent, who had received the glazed horse, did not look at it at all. He directly stuffed it into Zoe's hands

and said generously, "I will buy anyone of the next items once you like for you!"

Seeing that Kent just wanted to please Zoe, Ran, who was next to him, breathed a sigh of relief and a

stone had fallen onto the ground from her heart.

"I cannot tell that someone would be stupid or foolish!"

Unfortunately, before Ran could put her heart at rest, an unpleasant mocking voice suddenly came

from the next room.

Ran looked in the direction of the voice. Who else could speak except for Duncan?

"After cost more than 40 million dollars to buy three fakes successively, he still looks very happy as if

he has got the best treasures. What a pity!"

Kent frowned and shouted through the screen, "Duncan, do you know anything about antiques? Don't

talk nonsense if you don't understand! Are you jealous because I had spent so much money?"

"Duncan..." Erica also quickly pulled the corner of Duncan's clothes.

There were big shots kept an eye on this place, and not everyone could make trouble here.

Duncan, who had already made up his mind, ignored Erica.

"Jealous?"

Duncan mocked, "You spent more than 40 million to buy three fakes which worth no more than 1,000

dollars. I don't have to be jealous of such an idiot!"

Kent instantly flew to rage. He didn't like Duncan at the beginning, and now he was scolded as an idiot.

He couldn't stand it anymore!

Bang!

Thinking about this, Kent suddenly kicked down the isolated screen and strode toward Duncan with a

gloomy face.

"Duncan, what do you mean?"

He made a big noise that not only Lennon, but also the others who were bidding below stopped

because of this sudden change.

"Nothing."

Duncan glanced at Kent's displeasure look and said calmly, "I just admire a prodigal son. He spent This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

more than 40 million dollars on a broken jar that can barely be used as a chamber pot, a piece of waste

paper that is hard to wipe his butt, and an ornament that can be bought at a stall on the side of the road

at a price of 100 dollars. He should not spend money like this!"

Kent frowned. "You mean the three collections I took are not real?"

Ran's heart skipped a beat and she quickly stepped forward.

"Mr. Morris, don't listen to that kid's nonsense. I've been working here for decades. I can't be wrong at

identifying those three items!"

Though he said so, he felt somewhat guilty. Ran knew better than anyone else that the three items

were fakes! Fake at all!

They were all provided by him in person to trap this rich young man from the B City. He would get 30%

of the profit while some big shot would take 70%.

Not only the three, but he also provided a total of five collections for this auction. If they were sold at

the price as real ones, the profit would be at least 80 million!

That was why he took the risk to encourage Kent to bid. In the face of huge benefits, this risk was

nothing.

Duncan shrugged and looked at Ran with a faint smile. "No matter who promises, a fake is a fake."

Ran looked at Lennon with some fear, and then glanced at Kent, whose face was gloomy. It seemed

that Duncan was poor one who should not be a big shot.

So he said in a tough manner, "What are you talking about? Are you an expert? Do you have the

national qualification certificate?"

"No."

Duncan curled his lips. "But, I know they are fake."

"Knowing nothing at all, how dare you say that they are fake?"

Ran was so angry that he said, "Do you think it's as simple as just saying a few words to identify an

antique? You don't know either history or the background of the era at that time. What qualifications do

you have to make irresponsible remarks?"

"Are you named Ran?"

Duncan remained calm and said with a faint smile, "Why don't you just send it to identify? If it's true, I'll

pay more than 40 million dollars for the auction! If it's fake, you'll pay it! What do you think?"

Hearing this, Ran's expression became awkward.

But at this point, he had no other way out. He pretended to be calm and sneered, "I am an expert who

has obtained national certification. It's no need to send it to others to identify!"

"You, on the other hand, dare to identify antiques without knowing anything. Could you afford the

consequence of talking nonsense?"

"Kent, bring me the glazed horse and I'll identify if it's real or not!"

Duncan would not have bothered arguing with the liar, so he turned to look at Kent.

After thinking for a while, Kent waved his hand and asked Zoe, who was carrying the glazed horse, to

come over.

"Wait, Mr. Morris..." Ran was anxious and tried to stop him.

"Shut up!"

Kent snorted with a gloomy face. "You'd better pray that they are real, otherwise! Humph!"

Ran was sweating with anxiety, but she had no reason to stop him. She could only watch Kent hand

over the glazed horse to Duncan.

Kent warned at the same time, "Duncan, you'd better prove that you're right. Otherwise, don't blame

me for being rude!"

"You won't have the chance."

Duncan shrugged. As soon as he took the glazed horse, he suddenly raised it and wanted to smash it

to the ground!

Everyone present was scared by his move and hurriedly tried to stop him.

"Duncan, what do you want to do?"

"Don't be impulsive!"

Bang!

However, it was too late.

Taking the glazed horse from Kent, Duncan threw it to the ground without hesitation.

The collection which cost 30 million dollars instantly turned into worthless pieces.

Kent's face changed greatly and he shouted at Duncan, "Duncan, you'd better give me an explanation,

or you cannot get out of here!"

Duncan completely ignored him. He squatted down and picked up the horse's head from the pile of

broken porcelain.

"For a real unearthed antique, the rust will seep into the porcelain. But for a replica, the rust could be

completely removed as long as it is repeatedly wiped."

While speaking, Duncan wiped the fragment. As expected, some disorderly reflected gloss appeared. It

was clearly a fake!