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Chapter 31 Identity Disclosure

Xun Jiasheng's inference made Zhou Dewei very unhappy, but Zhou Dewei seemed to be very well-mannered, and he didn't get angry, just shook his head and said, "I don't know any female ghosts, nor are they relatives, I only know this phonograph. "

Seeing that everyone was looking forward to it, Zhou Dewei did not hide it: "My family used to be in the antique business, and it was only in my generation that I switched to security. Doing the antique business is very stressful. You even lose your life."

"I see your eyes are pretty good." Xun Jiasheng said.

Jin Xin couldn't help but said, "You are not only punching your eyes, you are also punching your face a little bit."

When Xun Jiasheng was confused about what Jin Xin meant, Zhou Dewei explained with a smile: "Drilling is a term in the antique industry. It means that the value of antiques is wrong, not eyed."

Xun Jiasheng was a little embarrassed, feeling that he was a little short.

Zhou Dewei then said: "My ancestors thought this business was too dangerous, so they didn't let me inherit the family business and switched to security." After saying this, he smiled bitterly.

When everyone saw this, they all understood what Zhou Dewei was thinking - no one thought that the security industry would also die!It looks like a lot of things are meant to be.

Shaking his head, Zhou Dewei knew that everyone was more concerned about the fate in front of him, and returned to the topic: "Because of my family, I still know a little about antiques. The phonograph was originally imported more than a hundred years ago, and it is not a precious thing. "

Some people think, you are right, if it is something from 200 years ago, it is really valuable.There were no phonographs then!If one appeared, it would be hell.However, everyone was concerned about the source of the phonograph, and did not pursue the words, but listened carefully.

"But this phonograph is still a bit special. If it is sold in the market, it will not be cheap." Zhou Dewei looked left and right around the phonograph, as if admiring a beautiful picture scroll, "This is a phonograph produced about eight or ninety years ago. , produced by Sonora." He pointed to a place on the base of the phonograph.

Everyone looked closer and found that there was a nameplate on the base, and the words "Sonora" were written, and the words were a little vague.Everyone doesn't know much about this company, let alone care about this company, just wondering what this phonograph has to do with ghosts.

Seeing this, Zhou Dewei explained: "This company has high requirements for music quality, and claims that Sonora can make you hear the sound of all wood, so the tone arm..." Pointing to the bar on the phonograph, "It's also made of wood. Yes, this is very rare and precious, because of this, although the volume of this phonograph is not powerful, it has a special charming sound effect."

Seeing that everyone was a little dazed, Zhou Dewei understood: "I'm used to it, it's a bit far-fetched. In fact, the phonograph produced by Sonora is very good, but the best part of this phonograph is not the phonograph itself, but the material it is made of. This phonograph is made of real rosewood."

After a pause, although it didn’t feel relevant, Zhou Dewei still explained a little, “The real top-quality rosewood grows in nature, and it must be more than 800 years old. The material of this phonograph depends on the appearance, it should be made of top-quality rosewood .”

"That should be expensive? There shouldn't be many people who could use it eight or ninety years ago." Shen Yue hit the point.

Zhou Dewei was a little surprised, but also agreed: "Yeah, as far as I know. The value of this red sandalwood far exceeds the value of the phonograph, and in the era I am talking about, I heard that only one phonograph was introduced, and I bought it. He is a very powerful person." He said a name that everyone had heard of, because that person was really famous, and he was definitely a man of power in that era.

"And as far as I know, the big man bought this gramophone to give it to a woman. The big man thought that only a gramophone with a charming sound quality could match the charm of the woman. The woman was a dusty woman, so we called that woman. For the butterflies."

Everyone is very unfamiliar with the name Butterfly, but they understand a little bit of the whole story," Xun Jiasheng asked first, "Are you saying that the woman in the photo frame is a Butterfly? "

Zhou Dewei shook his head, "I didn't say that, I've never seen a butterfly. I only know of such a woman who used this kind of gramophone. I don't know anything else."

Looking at the crowd, Zhou Dewei said sincerely: "I'm not hiding anything, but the situation seems to be a little dangerous at the moment. I don't want you to make any misjudgments. I know what I know, and I can't talk nonsense if I don't know. Is this the truth?"

When everyone heard this, they felt that this Zhou Dewei was a very responsible person.

Xun Jiasheng was dissatisfied, and muttered: "It turns out that it is a headless koan. What's the use? We still can't determine the identity of the female ghost in this house, and we can't determine her purpose!"

"The woman in the photo frame is the butterfly!" A voice said faintly.

Xun Jiasheng was startled, he felt that the voice was extremely shrill, and he had never heard it before, which made him subconsciously think that the female ghost was talking, and immediately took a few steps in the opposite direction to where the voice came from, and then turned to look.

Everyone didn't look at Xun Jiasheng, but just looked at Manager Song with a strange look on their faces.

Xun Jiasheng felt strange and didn't understand why people didn't look for female ghosts, but he immediately understood the reason, because Manager Song looked at Zhou Dewei and said in a shrill voice, "This Mr. Zhou can actually recognize things from many years ago, his eyesight is really poor. Simple."

Zhou Dewei's eyelids jumped down suddenly.

Xun Jiasheng's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he heard that the original voice was originally from Manager Song.

Manager Song looked very strange at that moment. He leaned slantingly beside the table with his arms resting on his cheeks, a bit like the way a woman in the old society would talk to a guest.

This posture could have set off a woman's charm and figure very well, but when it appeared on Manager Song, it made everyone feel awkward.

"You're not..." Xun Jiasheng felt that his voice was hoarse, and he only said half of what he wanted to say, "You're not Manager Song."

Ghost upper body!

Must be a ghost!

Xun Jiasheng can be sure of this. In the past, he would definitely speak up and show off his erudition, but at this time, he would not dare to give the answer.

Not only him, everyone present knew that something was wrong with Manager Song, and also felt that Manager Song seemed to have suddenly changed his personality.

"Manager Song" looked at the crowd slowly, and spit out words that made people's hair stand on end, "You're right, I'm not Manager Song, I'm a butterfly!"

Many people stepped back, and their hearts were really shocked.Even Tie Zheng pulled Tie Wa and took a step back while blocking Tie Wa's body.

But someone stepped forward and asked, "Are you really a butterfly?"

That person is Shen Yue!

Everyone retreated, only Shen Yue stepped forward, there was no fear in his eyes, only a sharp light.

"Manager Song" straightened his body gracefully and lightly, looked at the surrounding environment slowly, and said with emotion: "Over the years, it seems that few people remember me. But if it was many years ago, very few people have forgotten me. Me." He said with a charming smile.

Seeing Manager Song being so "charming", everyone felt only terror.Only Shen Yue said calmly: "I don't know what purpose you have when you meet us?"

(End of this chapter)