When Mopile heard this, he was stunned.
He didn't know that this was the latest script that Chris arranged for Ervin so he could only explain palely and innocently "Boss, I'm really not an undercover…"
"Stop talking." Ervin waved his hand impatiently as he continued "To tell you the truth, I asked him to quote 3 million."
"Just to use this price to find undercover agents."
"but anyone who really understands antiques will definitely scold us in public when they hear this quotation."
"I will fully agree, and then I will take the opportunity to look for more clues."
Speaking of this, Ervin said again, "but let me tell you, your trick is useless with me!"
For a moment, Mopile felt that he was really speechless.
He really didn't expect that the other party's offer of 3 million was originally with this intention.
Combined with Mopile's speculation before He believed that this group of people was a gang that specialized in Rotag tombs and selling the stolen antiques, so he believed even more in Ervin's words.
Because he feels that this kind of criminal gang can survive forever They must be very cautious and cunning and there are countless anti-investigation methods.
Pseudo-affirmations are also necessary.
Combined with the more stringent and prudent organizational structure of the CCP Mopile has almost no doubts about Ervin's performance.
The more this happened, the more he was afraid that Ervin would misunderstand him so he quickly said with a smile, "Boss, you really misunderstood me."
"I'm not an undercover agent. I really want to buy something I like…"
"All right Alright." Ervin said perfunctorily "You can say whatever you want, you like good things, right?"
"If you like it, just go shopping in the antique street and buy more."
"Don't delay my business."
Seeing that Ervin didn't listen to his explanation.
Rather he wanted to chase him away Mopile was so angry that he wished he could slap Ervin to death here.
It's really not good, just grab the lightning and strike wood directly!
However, he dismissed his 2 thoughts almost instantly.
Because he was very clear about his mission in Hillsprings this time.
To kill Ann's family and wait for Merlin's son to show up is the death orders given to him by the lord.
When he came to Hillsprings by himself He should have started to complete the task non-stop but he got off the plane and went straight to the antique street.
If there is any trouble caused by this If it reaches the ears of the Lord, he will have no way to justify it.
Therefore, Mopile could only suppress the anger in his heart and said to Ervin in an almost begging tone, "Brother, you really misunderstood me."
"If you don't believe me, just give me your bank account number."
"I'll transfer the 3 million to you directly!"
"The agent you mentioned, shouldn't really spend 3 million to buy your antiques, right?"
"Then who knows." Ervin curled his lips and said "I'm not a fishing law enforcement officer. I haven't met 1 before."
"What's the use of you sending me the money? If you are really an undercover agent."
"The money is the mission fund, and you don't need to pay it yourself."
"and once I collect the money, I will be convicted of illegally reselling antiques."
"At that time, when your police badge is on and your handcuffs are used."
"I will be arrested. The money you send me will be taken back."
"I will not get the money, and I will sing in prison. Crying behind bars."
"That is what you are trying to do to me."
"You…why don't you get in!"
Mopile stamped his feet anxiously on the spot.
He never expected that this man would be so cautious, even a bit too cautious.
And also, no matter what he said, he didn't believe it and he didn't believe it when he said he wanted to send money to him.
This was not giving him a chance to mediate at all!
He cursed angrily in his heart "D_mn it, if the law didn't matter, I would have pulled your head off!"
To be continued....
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