The beautiful and gentle waltz lingered in the banquet table where the wine was scrambling, and the dazzling lights illuminated every corner of the luxurious venue. The classic and elegant dining table was filled with various sumptuous delicacies, and the waiters were walking among the guests with trays.

"Ms. Yali, I haven't seen you for half a year, and you are still as young and beautiful as ever."

"Mr. Ellinger, I heard that your wife has another child recently? Congratulations."

"Mr. Rollin, I have done what you explained last time. I wonder when I have time to continue working together?"

Xia Lan stood in an inconspicuous corner of the banquet hall, holding a glass of golden champagne in her hand and swayed gently. Her deep eyes quietly stared at Diweit, who was passionately circling among all kinds of characters. Her cheerful smile and humorous conversation were completely different from his usual style.

After a while, Diweit finally got free from the social event. With a dry mouth, he drank the wine handed by the servant beside him, took out the handkerchief from his arms and wiped the sweat from his cheeks between his forehead. After relaxing his breath, he slowly walked to Xia Lan's side.

"Mr. Lowell, do you really don't need me to introduce you to these distinguished guests?"

"You know I don't intend to stay in Monteres for a long time, so there is no need to wear a hypocritical mask to cater to these people." Xia Lan sipped her drink and said softly.

"What a pity--" Diweit sighed. Before he could finish his words, someone called his name in the distance. For this, he could only make a sorry move to Xia Lan and then devoted himself to endless socializing again.

Because of his personality, Xia Lan was not used to it, or did not like such lively occasions. Sometimes he would rather stay alone in a quiet and empty room. If it weren't for getting to know the guests present in advance, he would never agree to Diweit's invitation.

During this time in the banquet hall, he had basically remembered the voices, appearances, smiles and appearances of the guests here in his mind, and only had no idea of ​​the names.

"Sir, alone?"

At this time, a man's low voice suddenly sounded in Xia Lan's ears, and he turned his head. He saw that a man with a stern and majestic figure appeared next to him and raised his glass to him and signaled.

"No, but my companions are busy with social engagements and socializing, and I am no different from being alone." Xia Lan smiled.

"Sir, you don't seem to like this kind of occasion." The man walked forward and looked at the lively scene in front of him.

"Yes, because I can't talk and laugh as easily as they do now." Xia Lan said.

"Haha--" The man suddenly sneered: "Every time I see these people's hypocritical faces, I feel disgusted! If it weren't for other reasons, I would have been lazy to get this place to deal with them."

"Sir, you are straightforward." Xia Lan immediately glanced at the man and said lightly.

"Don't tell lies in front of a real person, I believe you and I have the same view." The man said indifferently: "If you are bored here for a long time, you will inevitably feel unhappy, so I deliberately observed everyone in the venue. I accidentally discovered you, a fellow man."

"Oh? Aren't you afraid of guessing wrong?" Xia Lan said with interest.

"I have always believed in my vision and judgment." The man said confidently.

"Although I do not like these people, sometimes I am no different from them." Xia Lan said.

"This is a very normal thing. Except for children who are not well-educated, once they enter the dyeing vat of real society, everyone will wear a hypocritical mask to protect themselves." The man nodded in understanding and said, "It's just that some people have more than one mask, such as they... it's too tiring to deal with these people, because you never know the hidden true face of the other party."

"Everyone has their own way of survival. If you came from a similar family environment, maybe you will be the one you disdainful of now." Xia Lan said.

"So it's still the old saying that people with different personalities and interests can never walk on the same road together." The man chuckled.

"Huh. Isn't this Inspector Ansel?"

Suddenly, Diweit emerged from the crowd and noticed the familiar stranger beside Xia Lan at a glance. He shouted in surprise.

"Another annoying guy, sorry, I left in advance."

The man seemed to dislike Dewet's arrival very much. He said a brief statement to Xia Lan and immediately turned around and left.

"Mr. Lowell, you really can't tell. In the short time I left, you actually had an intersection with the famous Inspector Ansel." Diweit watched Ansel go away, and did not catch up with him to talk to him, but smiled meaningfully at Xia Lan.

"He is the Inspector of the Monterres Security Office?" Xia Lan was a little stunned, staring at Ansel's back and murmured.

"That's right. He is Inspector Ansel, who is responsible for investigating the deaths of Brending Goch and Clydo Och!" Diweit seemed to be reminding deliberately.

Xia Lan shook her head and remained silent, and she couldn't help but sigh at the wonders of fate.

"Mr. Lowell. What did Inspector Ansel talk to you?" Diweit couldn't help asking curiously.

"It's nothing. I'm basically ridiculing you guys." Xia Lan said in a plain tone.

"Inspector Ansel is indeed as cynical as the rumor. It's really a pity that he can't be friends with him." Diweit sighed.

"Do you like friends with such a personality?" Xia Lan said.

"No, what I like is a very capable friend in his position," Diweit said.

"Maybe you may really become friends one day." Xia Lan said.

"Why?" asked Diweit.

“Sometimes you all like to tell the same truth.”

...

...

After the banquet, Xialan and Diweit entered a special auction house under the leadership of the attendant. Because of the low level of invitation letters, they were not assigned to the secret private room like other VIPs, but were seated on the seats beside the hallway of the lobby, like irrelevant foils. After all, the distinguished guests in the private room are often the main purchasing power in the auction.

Few people complain about this clear arrangement, and most people who can be invited know themselves. Moreover, the background of the auction is extremely profound and mysterious, and no one is willing to offend the other party easily.

The space inside the auction hall is not large, as if it is like a small opera house. Rows of crimson chairs surround the central auction table in a trapezoidal shape. As more and more guests enter the venue, after waiting for about half an hour, the venue was filled with all kinds of guests, with a total of at least fifty people.

Diweit whispered that if someone launched a terrorist attack in the venue, Monterres' business structure would have a drastic shock the next day, so you can imagine the status of the guests.

As the light around the venue dimmed and the lights focused on the auction table in the center, an auctioneer in a neat uniform walked up to the front of the stage gracefully. The sound of the auction was clear and magnetic.

Xia Lan leaned on the back of the chair, supported her chin with one hand, and she was absent-mindedly watching the finalization of auction items on the stage and the continuous quotations of people around her.

"Mr. Lowell, is the auction boring?" Diweit, who noticed Xia Lan's appearance, asked, tilting his head.

"No, it's just that I haven't encountered any auction items I'm interested in." Xia Lan shook her head and said.

"Haha, I think the guests in the private room must have the same thoughts as you." Diweit pointed to the private room above and smiled. Because the auction has progressed to this point, the guests in the private room rarely participate in the quotation.

"Mr. Diweit, prepare to raise my sign for me." Suddenly, after the auctioneer in front of the auction table finalized the transaction of a commodity, Xia Lan turned her head and said to him.

Diweit nodded in disbelief.

"Next to show you the masterpiece of an engineer alchemist - Earth-Breaking Fire Thunder!"

Well? Why did Mr. Lowell be interested in this auction item? He had never seen him express this meaning when he was talking at the manor villa, and Diweit thought to himself.

Earth-explosion fire thunder is an alchemy product that can release destructive energy in a very short time. It is often widely used in mountain blasting and mining and military aspects. Governments have strictly controlled such dangerous things. Moreover, it is difficult to make ground-explosion fire thunder, so it rarely flows into the market.

There are twelve ground-burning fire thunders in a group, each ground-burning fire thunders the size of an adult fist. There are three sets of ground-burning fire thunders placed on the auction table, and the low price is marked as 50,000 gold coins.

However, in the short time since the quotation started, the price of the Earth-Breaking Fire Thunder had soared to 220,000, and there was still no stopping trend in the scene.

"Three hundred thousand."

At Xia Lan's gesture, Diweit raised his sign.

“Thirty-two thousand.”

“Thirty-five thousand.”

“…”

New quotes continued to refresh, Xia Lan frowned and whispered to Diweit.

"Five hundred thousand!"

Diweit was shocked by the offer Xia Lan, out of good personal mentality. The hand that raised the bid was not hesitant at all.

This price undoubtedly attracted the attention of everyone in the auction venue, and a pair of eyes came from the secret box above the venue.

"It's interesting, I really can't tell that he is such a rich man."

"What? Does Inspector Ansel know the person who is bidding below?" After hearing Ansel who had been silent beside him muttering to himself, Rorsey, who was greeting the other party, couldn't help but curious.

"I don't know the quotation person, but I know the companion next to the quotation person." Ansel said calmly: "I took the initiative to find him at the banquet and chatted casually for a while."

"Haha, it is definitely not easy for the person who can make Inspector Ansel like him." Rorsey smiled and pointed to the bottom, "A discerning person will know that he is the real owner of the offer at a glance."

"After that being said, there are dangerous things like ground fire thunders here. Have you reported through the Public Security Bureau?" Ansel suddenly said with a deep expression on the ground.

"Of course, do you need to look at the Entrust document signed by Director Portleme?" Rorsey said calmly.

"No need!" Ansel said coldly. As soon as the other party said, he understood what was going on. "Now I am very puzzled about what the purpose of his purchase of the Earth-Breaking Thunder is. Mr. Rorsey, do you know him?"

The price of local fire thunder finally stopped when it rose to 630,000 yuan. After the auctioneer repeatedly confirmed the unmanned bid, he finalized the ownership of the ground fire thunder. There was no doubt that Xia Lan successfully photographed the ground fire thunder.

"I'm sorry, it's the first time I've seen this person." Rorsey shook his head.

"Are you kidding? How could ordinary people enter here without the invitation you sent in person?" Ansel frowned.

"Although I don't know the other person, I know the person who is responsible for bidding around him. Obviously, the friends you know came in through his invitation letter," Rorsey explained.

"Who is he?" Ansel asked.

"Diweit, a well-known intermediary businessman with Monteres." Roller Raceway. "Many of the distinguished guests here have had more or less deals with him. In short, he is quite outstanding among the younger generation. I am very optimistic about his future. Speaking of which, he has a certain relationship with the purpose of your visit today."

"What did you say?" Ansel said with a shock.

Unfortunately, a sudden burst of noise from the auction table below the stage disrupted the order of the venue.

Because, the rune sword named ashes has appeared. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!