Sun Hao was a boss in Jiangcheng's antique circle, a complete piece of social dregs.
Many victims were ruined by him, left in debt, and ultimately took their own lives.
Sun Hao wasn't particularly skilled, but countless people had died at his hands. He was the executioner with the most kills on the list.
"When do we make our move?" Dongfang Mei asked.
"Now!"
Jiang Yi picked up Sun Hao's file and drove away from the villa.
The information Dongfang Mei had obtained was extremely detailed, including the exact addresses of all the killers and their personal basic information.
Sun Hao's company was located on Xinhua Road in the southern part of the city.
Xinhua Road was an antique street, where virtually everyone involved in Jiangcheng's antique trade gathered. It was the most famous street in Jiangcheng, and many tourists from outside the city would stroll along Xinhua Road.
The antique trade was a murky business.
Some people struck it rich in the antique world, while others were utterly ruined.
Sun Hao had thrived on this street by using his deceitful tricks.
Someone had given Sun Hao a nickname: Sun Sany an (Sun Three Eyes).
This implied that Sun Hao had three eyes, capable of discerning the authenticity of any antique presented to him.
While Sun Hao was adept at deception, he also possessed genuine skill.
Jiang Yi intended to meet this Sun Three Eyes himself.
An hour later, Jiang Yi's car arrived at Xinhua Street.
As soon as he got out of the car, he was eyed by several antique stall owners.
In industry terms, people like Jiang Yi were considered fools with deep pockets, essentially lambs to be fleeced.
Jiang Yi walked directly towards a stall.
The stall displayed many peculiar and exotic items, including calligraphy and paintings, silver dollars, copper coins, and ancient jade, all exquisitely crafted.
"Sir, what kind of item are you looking for? I have them all here."
The stall owner eagerly greeted Jiang Yi.
Jiang Yi didn't speak. He picked up a piece of ancient jade and examined it.
The ancient jade had a circle of strange patterns, and there was still some dirt in the sunken grooves. By all appearances, it was an ancient artifact.
"Sir, you truly have a discerning eye!"
The stall owner said with a smile, "This ancient jade is a treasure from the Song Dynasty. Legend has it that it was an item handled by a Song Dynasty emperor, making it extremely precious. I haven't been willing to sell it, even though several other bosses have expressed interest."
After speaking, the stall owner continued, "Sir, from the moment I saw you, I felt we had a special connection. You are my first customer today. How about this... thirty thousand, and you can take it."
Jiang Yi couldn't help but chuckle.
Just as before, Jiang Yi remained silent.
Jiang Yi could tell at a glance that this piece of ancient jade was fake.
Having studied medicine since childhood, Jiang Yi had constant contact with medicinal substances, making his senses of smell and touch highly sensitive, far exceeding that of ordinary people.
This piece of jade carried a faint scent of medicinal water.
It was evident that the stall owner had soaked it in medicinal water to make it appear more aged and authentic.
Furthermore, when he held it, he felt that the jade was not smooth enough. After all, genuine ancient jade, having weathered over a thousand years, would have been polished to an exceptional smoothness.
Jiang Yi was certain that this was an expertly crafted fake.
It wasn't even jade, but artificially synthesized!
Its value was at most ten yuan.
"Sir, once this opportunity passes, you won't find another like it!"
The stall owner said, "You clearly have money; you drive a luxury car worth a hundred million. Thirty thousand is nothing. If you buy this jade, it will surely be worth it. The market price of jade has been soaring recently. In a few years, the price of this jade will multiply several times, even dozens of times."
"Then why don't you keep it yourself?" Jiang Yi suddenly asked.
His question left the stall owner speechless.
Just then, an old man pushed through the crowd, chuckling as he addressed the stall owner, "The jade you sold me last time, I made a fortune from it – over a hundred thousand yuan."
Upon hearing this, the onlookers couldn't help but turn their attention to the old man.
Making so much money felt like striking a huge bargain to many of them.
The stall owner glanced secretly at Jiang Yi, then immediately averted his gaze, trying to gauge Jiang Yi's reaction.
Jiang Yi's expression remained calm.
In the antique business, observing facial expressions was crucial. The stall owner was clearly an old hand.
"Sir, could you let me take a look at this jade?"
The old man suddenly focused on the ancient jade in Jiang Yi's hand.
"En!"
Jiang Yi handed the ancient jade to the old man.
The old man took it, examined it carefully, and then put on a thoughtful expression.
"Good stuff..." the old man exclaimed suddenly.
Everyone's gaze turned to the old man.
As the old man appraised the ancient jade, he continued, "If I'm not mistaken, this is ancient jade from the Song Dynasty, and it's quite valuable! Fifty thousand, and I'll take it!"
"Are you sure?" the stall owner asked quickly.
"I'm very sure!" the old man replied, producing his bank card.
He looked as if he were afraid someone would snatch it away, eager to buy the ancient jade.
The stall owner accepted the bank card while observing Jiang Yi.
Jiang Yi inwardly sneered.
The schemes in the antique world were truly deep.
This old man was clearly in league with the stall owner, his intention being to trap him.
The old man deliberately inflated the price of the ancient jade, feigning a desire to purchase it. In such situations, many people would fall for it and try to grab the jade themselves.
The stall owner would then pretend to be in a difficult position, telling the old man that the jade had already been claimed, and engage in a dispute with him.
As expected, the stall owner began to act!
"This might be a bit difficult!"
The stall owner showed a look of helplessness, gesturing towards Jiang Yi as he spoke to the old man, "This gentleman was interested in this ancient jade first. As a businessman, I must be honest. Let me talk to this gentleman first."
Upon hearing this, the old man immediately displayed an expression of regret.
"Sir, as you can see, this ancient jade is indeed a good item. That old gentleman just offered fifty thousand."
The stall owner said to Jiang Yi, "I won't ask you for fifty thousand. Give me forty thousand, and this ancient jade is yours. For the sake of my reputation, losing ten thousand is a significant loss. But it's okay; we'll have opportunities to cooperate in the future. Making money is not important; what matters is maintaining goodwill."
"I'll give you ten yuan!" Jiang Yi stated.
The stall owner blinked in surprise upon hearing this.
"Sir, you can't joke around like this!"
The stall owner was displeased. "If you don't want it, don't play with my things! If you don't want it, then I'll sell it to that old man!"
With that, the stall owner looked at Jiang Yi, awaiting his response.
"I'm not joking!"
Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow. "This ancient jade of yours is only worth ten yuan."
Hearing this, the stall owner became furious.