The person in charge then shut up.

It was not that the person in charge was frightened by Zhao Yijiu's eyes, but that he realized Zhao Yijiu's unmoved determination from his eyes, and felt that there was no need to continue induced, anyway, there was no result.

The red crystal ball reflected the face of the person in charge and fell into Zhao Yijiu's eyes. The person in charge's expression was two bright words - "boring".

Over there, Yu Xing finally waited until several painters enthusiastically completed the onlooker of this oil painting, and got a positive result.

"It's a fake, it's all Crodill's fault. Haha, forgive me for laughing unkindly."

"It's really embarrassing now. In fact, why do I think this painting is no worse than Crodill himself?"

"Actually, this painting is already very good. If this reason makes Crodill not realize from the beginning that this is not the painting he made, it would be understandable."

The painters talked and said something, some of them ruthlessly mocked their colleagues, while others seemed to be speaking for them, but in fact they did not play any role.

Yu Xing smiled beside him, silently watching these painters with poor painting skills laughing fifty steps a hundred steps, and finally waited for a word from the person in charge.

"The result is already obvious. Congratulations, this guest, you have obtained the quota to stay in the art gallery after the exhibition." The person in charge stood up and came to Yu Xing's side. The man over two meters tall looked down at Yu Xing, and then he stretched out one hand, as if he wanted to shake hands.

After leaving the light of the red crystal ball, his figure became even more vague. Yu Xing squinted his eyes and could only see a dark and blurry shadow. The person in charge had no breath of a living person. Not to mention breathing, if he didn't look at him, he might not be able to feel that such an existence was by his side.

Yu Xing stretched out his hand, but was prompted by inspiration the moment before he held it.

He silently took his hand back and smiled: "When I was identifying the fake paintings, my hand was injured and it hurts a lot. Please forgive me for being unreasonable, Mr. In charge."

The person in charge paused for a moment, Shi Shiran took his hand back, and said calmly: "Of course."

The painters on the round table were still discussing the paintings fiercely. The person in charge turned around and his voice was low and gentle, but he had no doubt: "Silence, gentlemen and ladies, it's time for us to reward the guests who have helped us."

The painters suddenly disappeared, and Yu Xing looked at this scene with interest. It seemed that although the painters talked very equally with the fat man sitting in the lower position, they also smiled and smiled with the art gallery staff on both sides of the person in charge, they were still inferior to the person in charge. Although they looked different in personality, they all had an obedient behavior at this moment.

For the painter, the person in charge of the art museum brought them not only the cooperative relationship at the exhibition, but also some unknown... oppression? control?

He was not sure, but he thought this phenomenon was very interesting, and perhaps he would know some inside information later.

"Please wait and avoid this companion outside the door. We will tell you all the information you should know during this period." The person in charge pointed to Zhao Yijiu. His eyes were far less gentle than before, but as if he was looking at an item with no value.

Zhao Yijiu almost sneered.

He looked at Yu Xing: "Then I'll go out and wait for you."

Yu Xing waved to him: "Okay, I will tell you the matter as soon as I go out. I have no scruples about you~"

Zhao Yijiu was a little surprised. He felt that if Yu Xing said this to him, it seemed a bit strange and there was no need.

Then it seems that Yu Xing said to the others in the room. Why? In order to prove to these things that don’t know whether they are humans or ghosts, they are companions who trust each other? But why is this for?

He turned around and opened the red wooden door. When he was about to step out of the room, he suddenly thought that when Yu Xing was participating in the discussion of those painters, did he really not hear what the person in charge said to him?

Although they were all deprived of their abilities and sacrifices, Zhao Yijiu never thought he knew Yu Xing's strength before entering the absurd deduction game. In case he could hear the hidden sound from the ghost through some principle...

Doesn’t that mean that the inducement that the person in charge had just heard of him by Yu Xing? Yu Xing’s reaction has become traceable now. He responded to the person in charge by himself. Yu Xing also wanted to use this method to disgust the self-righteous person in charge. After all, Yu Xing is relatively small-minded and will avenge him if he has revenge, especially those who are making small moves behind his back.

Zhao Yijiu felt that he had discovered the truth. He found it a little funny and observed a moment of silence for the person in charge. After all, the person in charge's malicious behavior was definitely written by Yu Xing in the small notebook for holding revenge.

He walked out of the door with brisk steps, and did not close the door to death, but left a small gap.

Of course he couldn't hear the sound inside, but if Yu Xing wanted to run out, he could save the time of twisting the handle.

Seeing someone go out, Yu Xing took back his eyes on the person's back and turned to look at the person in charge: "Is it my time to ask questions now?"

"If you want to learn about this matter by asking questions, of course." The person in charge always seemed so easy to talk to. He walked to the sofa beside him and invited Yu Xing to sit on the sofa and talk in detail.

Yu Xing didn't want to stand next to the round table all the time. He happily came to the sofa and sat down, feeling much more comfortable. The others were still sitting on the round table, but it was quieter than before.

After he sat down, he asked the first question: "The question I want to know most now is, what is the use of the quota I received? In other words, if there is any activity to stay after the exhibition is over?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In fact, he had some guesses. After all, when he was on the first floor, he once heard Fatty staff and Ms. Linda mention the auction in a chat. Asked this question, I wanted to test whether the plot of the auction belongs to a copy of the art gallery or another building, such as an auction house that may exist.

In fact, during the period of appraisal of the painting, he also thought it through. The auction is likely to be a copy of another building, because if the plot of the art gallery is mixed with so many things, it will be too burdensome. There are only five fakes. If the final auction plot is only for five people and is more important, it would be a waste of such a large venue.

"There are no other activities, and this is related to what I will explain to you why fakes are mixed into the exhibition." The person in charge said lightly, "With this quota, you will get help from the art gallery and have the opportunity to visit the collection room on the third floor of the art gallery. That collection room is not open to the public normally. Only in very special circumstances will we allow guests to enter."

"But what does this opportunity mean to me?" Yu Xing asked.

"The collection room contains a lot of rare items found on the island. Some of them we think we do not have the qualifications to collect and can only keep them on our behalf. If you can find your stuff in it..." The person in charge smiled, "If you are really lucky, you can take it away."

This was said strangely, but Yu Xing reacted for a moment and then realized that this thing was about sacrifices, right?

Is it because the gallery of the art gallery contains the sacrifices of these outsiders? It's really interesting. How much do these plagues and pollutants on the island know about the outsiders... After they went to the island, the sacrifices on them were scattered all over the Dead Sinister Island. Is there a time difference between them?

Long before their bodies, the offerings had appeared on the island for "not short time", some of which were collected by people from the art gallery?

Yu Xing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt as if he had touched the tail of the chaotic time on the Dead Silent Island.

"Then I am really looking forward to the experience of entering the collection room. In addition to this question, I still have to ask why the fakes are mixed into the art exhibition?"

"This involves some shameless rats on our island." The person in charge seemed calm, but in fact he had an unconcealable contempt when talking about his so-called rats. "We have been preparing for this exhibition for a long time. The nine painters were invited by us in the morning. After communicating with them, they also agreed to hold a joint art exhibition together. For this reason, everyone spent a lot of time preparing new paintings and also sent some old paintings that were still in their own hands."

"Well, then?" Yu Xing spoke in a voice and tried to be a qualified supporting actor.

"As a result, before the exhibition was opened, our museum received a threat letter, saying that someone would mix five fakes in this exhibition, which must be the real one that even the painters themselves cannot tell. When the exhibition is about to end, it will be made public, which will make us shrugged, and make those five painters a joke in everyone's mouth."

The person in charge said: "The letter also said that these five paintings contain evil souls, which will bring misfortune to the viewer. When they are published, those evil souls emerge from the painting and attack the invited painters. The letter writer wants to turn this exhibition into a failed farce, not only to embarrass our art gallery, but also to the lives of the painters."

"Yes, the letter even said that if we were afraid of not coming, we would publish this matter so that others would know how timid we were a group of pitiful ghosts." Crodill, who had been confirmed to have fakes in the painting, is in a very bad mood now, and is most anxious. He leaned over and rushed to Yu Xing, "So we came. Each of us will check these paintings again before the exhibition begins. Without exception, no trace of the fakes was found. We originally thought it was a bad joke..."

"But it turns out that it's no joke." The person in charge took over the topic. "Just before today, there was an extra painting in our lounge. The painting was a very famous painting from a painter who did not participate in this exhibition. But we all know that the painting was collected by a private collector in his villa. How could he run to the lounge all the time?"

"So we identified it and everyone thought it was the real thing, until my colleague found a word on the back of the painting - 'surprise'. The pigment used in that word was the same as the paint, just as the person who sent the painting knew that we could not distinguish the difference between real and fake painting, so he deliberately drew a logo on the back."

After saying this, the person in charge shook his head: "It's just to prove to us that those of them have the ability to make imitations exactly like the original painting, so what is said in the letter is likely to happen in fact. So just in case, we plan to let you who are capable of making fakes reveal clues to help us identify the paintings."

Yu Xing thought that with the clumsy abilities of these painters, he probably couldn't recognize the difference between the paintings he painted and the paintings he imitated by others. They might not know what problems they have in painting.

For example, Crodill, the water ghost painting should have roughly the same appearance as the painting he painted before it changed, but he did not find the lines hidden in the river in the painting, which was purely blind.

He curled his lips in his heart and asked politely on the surface: "How do you judge that we can do things that professional painters cannot do?"

"The letter says that those terrifying evil souls are hidden very deeply, and there is no special way to find them." said the person in charge, "and I remember you - outsiders can always surprise people, right?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yu Xing roughly understands.

I know that the methods of outsiders are very different from those of the people on the island, so I brought them to work as free labor. No, outsiders even paid for the tickets.

It's so bad... It's OK to hang it on the street lights.

"So you plan to ask outsiders to help you find all five fakes before the exhibition is over, so that you can avoid any subsequent losses, and the purpose of the person or those who send the letter will be broken." Yu Xing concluded, seeing the person in charge nodding slightly, he sorted out his cuffs, "Then how do you plan to deal with the person who sends the letter? The other party has caused such a big mess for you, I believe you won't let the other party go easily, right?"

The person in charge laughed: "Of course, but this is what we have to manage and will not cause any trouble to our respected guests."

What I mean is that the next thing Yu Xing should ask.

The person in charge stood up and took a look at the guests: "We have said everything we should say. I hope the guests can understand the inconvenience brought to you at this exhibition. By the way, the quota for those five paintings is not limited to one person. If you can find more, we are also welcome to send the fakes here. In this way, you may get more gains in the collection room."

Yu Xing also stood up and smiled at the person in charge and nodded: "I am looking forward to it too. Then I will say goodbye now."

He noticed the intention of the person in charge and other painters to leave quickly, waved his hand in cooperation, and then walked out the door.

Zhao Yijiu was waiting for her outside the door, and after seeing him come out, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"There's nothing inside?"

Yu Xing pulled Zhao Yijiu back until he passed a corridor, and he replied: "It's nothing. Judging from the rewards later, the remaining questioning session is just a simple supplement to the plot, not much danger or great benefit."

"Do you want to know what they said to me?"
Chapter completed!