Palmer has been in the auction house for many years and has experienced many interesting things, but this is the first time he has encountered a situation like today.
The old man's eyes sparkled at first, but then he burst into laughter.
"Weird things happen every day, especially today! The three of you are entangled here. Could it be that you came here to cause trouble in Sobis?" After Palmer finished speaking with a smile, he lowered his face and shouted angrily.
Seeing that the old man was angry, the noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
"Old man, I don't dare to cause trouble here. I only seek wealth, not anger! I hope you can uphold justice!" The fat man quickly made his position clear.
"Senior! These people stole first, used Sobis and colluded with their accomplices to deceive me. I demand that the property be returned to its original owner and that the culprit be handed over to me!" Keir also expressed his demands immediately.
"I am the most innocent! None of this has anything to do with me! Please spare my life, old man!" Zuma was not to be outdone and shouted desperately.
Um! After listening to the three people's passionate confessions, Palmer finally grasped the key to the matter.
He had fully confirmed Nathan's identity at this time, which meant that the only option was to support the fat man, both emotionally and rationally.
The previous depression was mainly due to the fact that the fat man made things extremely complicated and involved, which made Palmer afraid to make decisions casually, for fear that he would be unhelpful due to misjudgment.
But now, after the fat man said these words, the old man had a clue in his heart.
This guy keeps saying that he seeks wealth but not anger, bah! Isn’t this just an irony?
With the young master Nathan by your side, is there any need to come to the auction house to ask for money? This business is a family business, right? !
After thinking about it this way, Mr. Palmer suddenly realized that he should just listen to everything the fat man said in reverse!
"Hmph! I don't think you have the guts!" The old man said coldly, his expression softened slightly, and he continued: "Since you all asked me to handle this dispute, well, I will make an exception and meddle in your own business!"
"Master Keir! You said that this treasure belongs to you, please show me the certificate! If you can really confirm this, then I guarantee that it will be returned to the original owner without any charge from you! As for what you said? The matter that the thief entrusted to you is not within my jurisdiction. I believe that with your strength, it will not be a problem to solve it yourself!" Palmer said solemnly.
"I object! This is unfair!" Before Keir could agree, the fat man shouted: "I just gave a demonstration, which is enough to prove that the baby is mine. He didn't even dare to go on stage to test. Why?" Are you going to give him a chance to prove it? He can prove nothing!"
"Although this friend of Third Young Master is a bit vulgar, he is very scheming! If he makes such a fuss, I'm afraid Keir will definitely agree to it!" Palmer thought in his heart, eyes widened, and was about to scold the fat man. .
As expected, Keir couldn't hold himself back and yelled at the fat man: "It was you who wanted Mr. Palmer to give you justice. Now that justice has come, you are making excuses again. You really can't shed tears until you see the coffin! The demonstration you just gave proved that If we don't know who this injector belongs to, so what if we can separate the base from the green ball? It's just a coincidence! Your so-called 'fateful person' is even more nonsense, it's just a cover-up for you to steal stolen goods!"
After everyone heard this, they thought about everything that had happened before, and suddenly felt that it made sense.
Especially since most of these people failed the test, they were always worried about it. Now that they heard Keir's explanation, they all echoed it.
"Mr. Assan, you know for yourself whether it is fair or not! If you have a clear conscience, why not let Mr. Keir give it a try? I also promise you that as long as Mr. Keel cannot prove that this thing belongs to him, then I will also guarantee you Of the profits, the more than 20 million before, not even a penny is missing from you!" After Palmer said in a deep voice, he glanced at Zuma with a sinister gaze.
"Oops! What do you mean by looking at me like this? This matter really has nothing to do with me, it's all Mr. Kil's fault..." Zuma shouted in horror. The old man saw this guy so hard that he couldn't stand still. At this time, it was only the big men on both sides who were holding him up to prevent him from falling.
"Dad!" Lingxiu cried heartbreakingly when she saw her father's appearance.
Faced with this miserable scene, Palmer's face did not change at all. Instead, he continued to say to Zuma: "You said that Mr. Keir asked you to bid on your behalf. There is no proof for this. Therefore, the account will still be counted in the end." On you. Didn’t you just say that you have a net worth of around ten million? Humph! That’s enough! We, Sobis, will bear the rest!”
"Haha! I thought this old guy was deliberately biased towards me, but it turned out that he was planning to make a profit! That little green ball may not be worth 20 million, but if you win it with 10 million, it will take up a lot of money. Cheap!" Kil thought to himself, and the last trace of hesitation disappeared.
"Mr. Palmer, I'm afraid you're a bit biased in favor of Keir in this way! In public..." Barn has long been confused by the series of changes in the field, and seeing that the situation seems to be unfavorable to the fat man, he thought Speak up and help.
"Mr. Barn! Since you have withdrawn from the bidding, this matter has nothing to do with you! And there is no need for others to judge whether the old man is fair or not!" Palmer interrupted before the other party could finish speaking.
The old man's words were very serious. Barn's face turned red and he was about to refute, but was stopped by Granny Leng's look.
"It's getting late. Is there any way Mr. Keel can prove the ownership of this building? Please try it now!" Lan Ling, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.
In her heart, this lady was still feeling grateful for the fat man's look that he should stop following her, otherwise she would have been thrown into chaos now!
However, gratitude is gratitude, regardless of right or wrong.
Through the performance of everyone, Lan Ling has also become suspicious of the origin of the Wuxiang Creation Pearl, but in her heart she is very reluctant to believe that Mr. Asang is a thief.
Under the influence of the tangled mentality, the woman planned to cut through the knot quickly and see what the result would be.
"Okay! As requested by Ms. Yi Lanling! I will show it to you now!" Keir slowly showed the pick in his hand and said to everyone around him: "The small box at the base of this injector can be opened and closed. And the key is in my hand!"
Looking at the puzzled expressions of everyone and the fat man with a horrified and ashen face, Master Keir felt a sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart.
He smiled slightly and continued: "I can also tell you that there is a piece of paper inside the small box, and there are a few magic words written on the paper. All the strange performances of this injector are due to this!"
Keir paused for a moment and pondered the fat man's expression of being close to death, then turned to Palmer and continued: "Senior, if I can use this key to open the wooden box, and there is indeed what I said If it is something, can it prove the ownership of this infusion vessel?"
Seeing the confident look on the other side and the panicked fat man in comparison, the old man began to feel unsure.
"Am I wrong in my guess?" He thought, but he could only reply in his mouth: "Well! If you can really do it, then it can indeed prove that this thing originally belonged to you! "
As soon as Palmer made the final decision, Kil no longer hesitated. In a flash, he was on the high platform and slowly walked towards the Wuxiang Creation Bead.
"Wait a minute! I have something else to say!" The fat man suddenly shouted again.
"Are you dying? Humph!" Kil sneered and nodded, indicating to the other party that it didn't matter.
