Chapter 715 The Auctioneer With The Iron Hand (2/2)
Seeing this, he understood—the gleaming box was what the little bug had been interested in.
He got the little bug to leave the box and continue with the search.
There were some other things in this house that the little bug was interested in such crutches, lighters and belt buckles. They were all small objects with little time capability.
Li Du took note of the room: skinny mosquitoes' legs were still meat, after all, as long as they could be used to replenish the little bug's time capability.
The little bug searched through the entire house and in the last room of the basement, he found the gold and silver coins that Magic Hand had mentioned.
And so the information from Magic Hand was accurate. This was a very valuable piece of information. About 20 gold and silver coins had been hidden within a picture frame. From the front, it looked like a substandard oil painting—one with some gold and silver coins pasted on its back.
The images on these gold and silver coins were not identical. Li Du could not tell what they were. He was sure they were not currencies as there were nothing to identify them as such.
The coins were in a set and had a phrase printed on the reverse side: ”Royal Australian Mint.”
Li Du searched the Internet and quickly found the introduction of these gold and silver coins.
The gold and silver coins, which had been issued in 2005, were to commemorate the 90th anniversary of ANZAC. The image on the coins stemmed from a major military moment in Australia's history.
There was a total of 24 coins in the entire series of the ANZAC Day commemorative coins. There were 20 coins here, worth more than 100,000 dollars.
Li Du noted down these useful room numbers and kept looking.
At half past eight, the auctioneer arrived. He was a solemn-looking, white, middle-aged man with an aloof demeanor. As he made contact with the staff from the community organization, his icy glare landed on Li Du periodically.
Hans noticed that and went to look for Magic Hand. He whispered, ”The auctioneer seems a little hostile toward us. What's the matter?”
Magic Hand chuckled, ”Weren't you in LA previously? You don't know this guy?”
Hans shrugged. ”I only know the VIPs, such as Magic Hand Johnson.”
Magic Hand guffawed loudly, and then he whispered, ”This guy's York's cousin and famous for being an auctioneer with an iron hand. He's quite influential in the LA circuit—you guys better be careful.”
If this auctioneer could cause a member of the Million Dollar Club to speak in hushed tones, it meant that this auctioneer should not be provoked.
Hans conveyed the information to Li Du, and he nodded to indicate that he understood.
At 9:00 am, the auction began as scheduled. The auctioneer looked at the crowd with a razor-sharp glare, and rattled, ”All of you queue up and listen here. If you break the rules, don't blame me for being mean. Alright, I'm gonna open the door and you can start viewing. The rules are the same as the usual rules for storage units: no going in or touching anything . . . ”
Li Du predicted that he would be targeted by the auctioneer. After some thought, he signaled Lu Guan with his eyes and called him over to one side to make arrangements.
The dumpster master's collection had attracted many people. There were almost 100 treasure hunters there, including big shots like Magic Hand from the Million Dollar Club and many members from the Hundred Thousand Club. Too many to be listed.
Li Du and Hans lined up with the crowd. Magic Hand took the last position as he was well-regarded in California.
There were too many people, and each person had only about 20 seconds for the viewing.
In any case, the room was very small, and at most less than 70-square-feet. Twenty seconds was more than enough time for viewing.
When it came to Li Du and Hans, he thought that the auctioneer would give him trouble, but nothing happened—everything was as per usual.