The person inspecting the cultural relic finally realized it was a high-quality fake. Facing the cold-faced Li Tingze, he still shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Li Tingze, holding the jewelry necklace, played with it in his hands, staring and suddenly he slowly smiled.
At a time like this, it was scarier when he smiled than when he didn't.
The kid kneeling on the ground trembled all over.
Sure enough, the next second, Li Tingze charged over and grabbed the kid's neck, pressing a gun against his head:
While the corner of his lips still curled up, his eyes were filled with ruthlessness, "Where is it!? Where did you hide the necklace!?"
However, the kid's eyes were filled with fear: "I, I don't know, I only had this one, it can't be fake."
And indeed he didn't know that it had been switched by Lu Xiao and the police much earlier.
