Chapter 343 Spreading His Fame Across LA (1/2)

Chapter 343: Spreading His Fame Across LA

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The second storage unit was very ordinary. The treasure hunters lined up as usual for viewing.

With over seventy people, the viewing would take at least half an hour no matter what. With the free time they had while others were viewing, some treasure hunters went over to the cops to watch the commotion.

Hans went to unlock the shutter door. Three cops immediately put on their masks and entered the unit.

One was holding a camera, another had a pair of latex gloves to search, while the third was accompanied by a Labrador. Needless to say, it was a sniffer dog.

The black Labrador entered the unit and went around the place before finally sitting obediently back at the entrance.

Seeing such, the cop with the dog said, ”Rhine can’t find anything suspicious.”

”There is still another level upstairs,” the cop with the camera said. ”Go up and check.”

The cop with the Labrador went upstairs. Soon, he returned and said, ”Let’s go, there’s nothing wrong here. It’s not a meth lab. It’s some sort of perfume or scent manufacturing lab.”

After the other two went up to examine as well, they came down and shook hands with Hans, saying, ”There’s nothing wrong with this unit. You guys are the ones who bought it? You’re pretty lucky—there’s some good stuff upstairs.”

Hans heaved a sigh of relief. As long as the unit was not quarantined, they would surely make a profit off of it. After the glass equipment was cleaned, it would sell for a reasonable amount.

The cops were preparing to leave, when one of the treasure hunters anxiously asked, ”There was a lot of disinfectant used in this unit—it clearly has issues.”

One of the cops replied in an irritated tone, ”Call us again when you find an issue. From the looks of it, there’s nothing suspicious here.”

Hans ran to the attic of the unit and soon came back down. He was holding a small glass bottle. In it, was about 200 milliliters of viscous liquid.

As if he were raising the Olympic torch, he raised the bottle up and cheered, ”Li, come look. Can you tell what it is?”

With a confused expression, Li Du asked, ”What’s that? Looks like glycerol?”

Hans took the bottle cap off and pushed the bottle up to Li Du’s face. ”Tell me your answer again after you take a whiff of this.”

With the cap off, a strong fragrance of rose suffused through the air. The smell was rich but pleasant. It made whoever smelled it feel relaxed.

”What’s this? Perfume?” Li Du guessed. ”Rose perfume?”

One of the treasure hunters around them was knowledgeable on cosmetics. He stared at the clear, viscous liquid, and then exclaimed, ”Is that rose oil? Is it undiluted or is it essential oil after being mixed with glycerol?”

Hans shook the bottle.The liquid inside churned slowly, and more of its rich fragrance diffused out. It soon overpowered the smell from the disinfectant.

Seeing such, that treasure hunter said enviously, ”Oh God, that’s rose oil! So that’s what’s going on! Someone was using this unit to store rose oil!”

Someone said, ”D*mn it, look. Some of the glass bottles have petals. I should have known, I should have realized it! There is a rose garden nearby!”

Near the exhibition garden and the University of Southern California, was a rose garden. It was a local landmark. Every spring, summer, and autumn, there were many visitors there viewing the roses.

Hans pumped his fist up in the air and yelled, ”Yeah! We’ve picked up a sleeper! God bless!”

Hearing the noise, some other treasure hunters were attracted over. One by one, they asked, ”What’s up? What’s up?”