Chapter 18 The Music Warehouse (1/2)
Chapter 18: The Music Warehouse
Translator: Vicky_Editor: Vicky_
Without any delay, the Cactus Storage Company's auction started at 8:30 am on February 15th.
Compared to Flagstaff, Phoenix was a much larger city with a lot more treasure hunters. This occasion attracted more than a hundred people.
With over a hundred people bidding for eleven warehouses, one could imagine how fierce the competition would be; nobody wanted to return empty-handed.
Unlike the previous two auctions, the auctioneer informed everyone about some changes after quickly going over the rules.
”Due to unforeseen circumstances, units 104, 112, 180, and 181 have been taken off of the auction list, so good luck with the remaining seven storage units…”
Li Du had to make an effort to understand the information. He was thrown off a bit. ”Dammit, why did this happen?”
On the other hand, Hans appeared to be much calmer. ”Cool down buddy, that's very common. Many people remember to extend their lease at the last minute, and their storage unit isn't up for auction anymore.”
What made Li Du feel a bit better was the fact that the two units he wanted were still there. The drum set was located in 140 while the piano was in 141. As for the Yamaha? He spent the morning trying to find it, but still no luck.
Soon the first storage unit was opened. Just as Li Du was trying to figure out where that Yamaha could be, Hans suddenly threw his cigarette on the ground angrily and cursed, ”F*cking Hell!”
A Chevrolet pickup had arrived. Its passengers stepped out, one of them helping the other out. It was Lucas, who had been thrashed a couple of days earlier by Li Du.
When Lucas saw the two of them, a bit of color immediately returned to his pale face. Fiercely glaring at the two, he venomously cursed, ”F*cking Fox, I knew you were up to no good.”
Hans pretended to have heard nothing, focusing only on the storage unit.
Seeing this, Lucas shouted, ”Everyone, listen up. Let me tell you some insider information. There is a twenty thousand dollar Yamaha bike here! You guys keep an eye out!”
His words were like a firecracker in a methane pit; just as he finished, the entire auction exploded in murmurs.
”A Yamaha? Dammit, why didn't I notice earlier, is it in this one?”
”Where did that news come from? If it's a Yamaha, then I must make a phone call.”
”Lucas is normally a very sly guy. If there's truly a Yamaha here, then why did he tell everyone?”
When Hans heard Lucas's words, he swore, ”Sh*t, why didn't that bastard drink to death?”
Seeing Hans's reaction and the everyone's suspicion, Lucas rose his hand and gasped, ”Believe me, my information is reliable! I'm Gol D. Rogers, the pirate king in One Piece! I'm leaving the treasure to you!”
”When Gol D Rogers left his treasures to the others, he was on the execution stand. Are you planning to die as well?” Hans immediately retorted.
However, the crowd believed him after these words, especially when they saw that Lucas wasn't going to participate in the auction.
Hans sighed, ”I didn't think that bast*rd would pull something like this. Do you believe me now? I just knew he had inside information.”
”Alright, looks like I've wronged you. But how did you know where he was?”
”When he's not attending auctions, he's almost always at his cousin's Mexican restaurant.”
With Lucas's news, the bidding became heated. Although the first storage unit didn't appear to have anything of value, it ended up selling for 1,100 dollars.
Hans also placed a bid, but he stopped at two hundred dollars. ”The stuff here is worth four hundred dollars tops. A thousand? Ha! No doubt they will lose money on this.”