Lan Zhu showed Li Yi a photo of a room. Because it was a copy, the photo was not very clear, especially the table he emphasized, because it was placed in the corner, not only was the shape not very complete, but the color distortion was also quite good.

However, with the eyes and feelings of a professional appraiser, Li Yi recognized it at a glance. He had seen this table and took a huge advantage of his current owner!

"I've seen the original photo, and according to the information they provided, this table should be made of rosewood from India, and..."

"And, the decorative studs on its drawer are real pure gold."

Li Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head, not asking Lan Zhuduo to wait, but directly said the answer.

"This afternoon, I saw a desk that was almost exactly the same as this at the Milan Canal Antique Market. I think it should be it..."

"You actually saw it! Then what?"

Lanzhu showed a horrified expression.

"And then? Then because it's too big, I don't know where it comes from, of course... I missed it."

"Then can you find it now?"

Li Yi nodded and smiled bitterly.

"Of course I can find it if I want to find it... Forget it, after we get that Moses tomorrow, I will go to the police station."

Moses is the owner of the Alberjo brand, an ancient Italian aristocratic family that once had a glorious history, but now it has declined, and the only member of his family is Frank Moses, who was alone, and Lan Zhu had already made an appointment with him and would go and sign the contract early tomorrow morning.

When Lan Zhu frowned in confusion when she heard Li Yi mention the police station. What's going on?

Li Yi smiled bitterly and told the afternoon story. Lan Zhu shook her head with a little amused and crying. Three traffic accidents and two streets were paralyzed, just for a crystal necklace? It was just a few thousand euros. Should I work so hard?!

At this time, Li Yi also thought of another question.

"Old Lan, if you have the chance to meet Prince William, can you help me find out from the side, his mother, well, or someone he knows, has she ever had a set of yellow gem jewelry..."

Li Yi suspected that the set of yellow gemstone jewelry might have been made from the royal family along with the desk. However, it should not be Diana's relics. Otherwise, as a former princess, her things should have prompts for her.

At the same time, there is a luxurious mansion outside Milan.

"Oh Maiga, you are finally back, Miss. Master is looking for you everywhere..."

At the back door of the courtyard, a middle-aged woman dressed in a maid saw the listless girl who had just returned. She first covered her mouth and exclaimed in a low voice, then looked around and leaned over and whispered:

"Miss Three is back and asked you inadvertently..."

"And what? Then that vixen sued me? Oh Shet, I'm going to find her!"

"Ah, Miss, don't, don't, that Mr. Albert is here too!"

"Oh, my poor prince, is still pursuing our Miss Marty? Perhaps, for his sincerity, I should help him..."

The servant did not respond, but instead gave a wink at her, then lowered his head and saluted Count Bob who had just appeared on the steps.

"Your Excellency the Earl, the Fourth Miss..."

Bob has a very tall figure and handsome appearance. Although he is nearly 60 years old, he is very well maintained and looks like he is only in his thirties at most.

He waved his hand at the servant, then looked at his rebellious little daughter deeply.

"Trice, I think we should have a good talk."

Tris looked at his father provocatively and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, Lord Bob, I'm just about to talk to you! But... Should we talk about my deceased mother or your current vixen? Or, should we talk about your responsibilities as a father or which countries have you visited to condolences to those poor orphans..."

Bob frowned, turned around silently and pushed open the door with an expressionless face, while Tris looked indifferent and hummed a strange and untuning song in a low voice, following him far away.

The next day, Li Yi and Lan Zhu appeared together in a small town called Modena. It owns the Albero brand. The only remaining member of the Italian rich Moses family now lives in this town.

A very ordinary country house, Frank Moses, who was drunk early in the morning and had a decadent look on his face, quickly signed his name on the transfer contract, and handed over an ancient but very well-preserved bronze badge to Inzaghi.

"All the information is in the basement, you can find it yourself. Remember to transfer the money to me within three days. As for those things, you can just take away as much as you want. Even if you are empty, it doesn't matter. Anyway, they no longer belong to me."

Soon, Li Yi saw the basement of his house. As a result, several people stood at the entrance of the basement and looked at each other. Damn, no wonder it doesn’t matter if it’s empty. It turns out they want them to help him clean up the garbage!

Indeed, the basement of Frank's house was like a large garbage dump. There, all kinds of dusty rags were almost piled up into a hill, almost blocking the entrance, and there was no place to stay!

Seeing this scene, even Lan Zhu, who had always been calm, couldn't help scratching his scalp. He glanced at Li Yi and Inzaji, who were also confused, and shook his head helplessly. Okay, it's better to go to the town to hire two odd workers.

After spending 1,500 euros, they hired three odd workers, and then the three of them went to work for more than an hour, and finally sorted out a passage in the basement. Li Yi frowned and walked around, then returned to the yard and began to check the things that were brought up.

There are a lot of things, but most of them are tattered. Li Yi looked at it roughly and found that there were only various beer cans and there were almost thousands of beer bottles. He couldn't help but shake his head. Damn this is really speechless. Why isn't he lazy to death for such a person?

Most of the other useful things sorted out are various drawings and materials. Lanzhu and Inzaji were squatting on the side to check. They needed to open and check and classify them one by one. In this transaction, these things should be the real valuable things.

Li Yi leaned over and checked with the spiritual card. After finding that it was indeed just some ordinary drawing materials, he turned around and came to another pile of rags.

This pile of rags was all damaged furniture and some scraps of wood. Li Yi just saw it with a big eye and recognized at least five mahogany varieties. He frowned and turned out a piece of black and purple wooden pier as thick as a thigh from the pile of rags.

This is a piece of small-leafed red sandalwood produced in India. The diameter of about 30 cm is almost the limit of this type of wood. Now, this top-quality wood, which is about half a meter long, is regarded as garbage by that guy. Not only is it thrown in the basement and allowed to decay under dust, but now it is even given to people at will...

He shook his head and handed the wood to Hongchen who was standing aside and kept it. If he could find a few more pieces of such a treasure, this transaction would be completely free.

"Hi, everyone, I have some good things left by my ancestors in my family. Are you interested?"

Just as Li Yi was about to circle the pile of rags for two more times, Frank Moses suddenly appeared at the door of the house, and what he shouted suddenly attracted Li Yi's attention.

The good thing Frank said was a few oil paintings in the frame. Compared with the information in the basement, it can be seen that these things were carefully preserved, but in Li Yi's opinion, even if all of these paintings were added up, they were not as valuable as the piece of red sandalwood he found just now.

Seeing that Li Yi was obviously not very interested, Frank scratched his gray hair and frowned:

"I also have a few sketches that Picasso painted for our series of furniture back then. Are you interested?"

Li Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Picasso's sketch? Of course he was interested, but how could he draw sketches for your furniture?

"I don't know much about this, but I think he also thinks that our furniture design is really outstanding, hahahaha!"

Soon, Frank took down a painting clip from the second floor.

"There are six works in total, a complete series, and they are his works in 1952. If you are interested, please offer a price."

Li Yi opened the picture folder and saw the signature of the flying phoenix dance in the lower right corner of the first sketch. It seemed to be a bit artistic, but it was a pity that he didn't recognize it...

This is a still life sketch. From the picture, the table shape as a reference object should be relatively complicated at that time, but the painter only used a few dozen strokes to express its noble and complex style to the fullest.

From this point of view, this is indeed a masterpiece.

The second picture still draws this table, but the focus is on a glass goblet on the table and an apple placed on the plate.

Li Yi first looked at the signature in the lower right corner, which was the same name, but the level of this painting... He shook his head, as if it was out of standard.

Soon, after reading the six sketches one by one, Li Yi had a rough judgment in his mind. Those who painted these six sketches may indeed be a master, but they could never be Picasso!

The reason for this judgment is not because he knows Picasso's style, but because if Picasso was only of this level, he would not be worthy of his huge reputation at all!

Immediately afterwards, Li Yi turned on the spirit-referring card, and then, he shook his head with a lot of laughter and tears. Damn, this is actually Picasso's work!

PS: Chapter 2 is late, a little Kaven, sorry.
Chapter completed!