Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 371 - 280: A Rare Treasure!

Chapter 371: Chapter 280: A Rare Treasure!

After eating at Kathy’s, Sean returned to the study to organize things and gather information.

He first took out a few oil paintings from the spatial realm and looked at the signatures on them.

Monet, he had heard of him.

After checking the information, the famous French painter had already passed away before World War II began.

One of the representatives and founders of the Impressionist movement.

Sean wasn’t interested in any other introductions.

Since the beginning of this century, the auction prices of his works have generally not been lower than 20 million US dollars, and the highest is 80 million US dollars!

Sean counted, and there were eleven of Monet’s works in his spatial realm!

And seven by Picasso!

And many names that he didn’t even know!

Sean counted, he had brought back various paintings, totaling more than 190 in number.

If their prices are all like this, his assets would have doubled!

But he had no plans to sell all these paintings. He thought about it, he had to first figure out who they were by, and then carry out his plans.

Of course, this matter cannot be rushed.

Too much haste would easily attract enemies.

What Sean didn’t know was that, three days after he left Paris, the bodies of Heine and David were found in the villa by workers who came to do the cleaning.

Heine had bought the villa and had it cleaned once a week.

With the key, the cleaning workers came in and when they didn’t hear any movement, they started cleaning. Then they smelled a foul odor, found David’s body in the guest room downstairs, and called the police.

The police tracked Heine’s connections and family through his mobile phone records.

As Heine’s organization had a lot of energy, the police went all out to solve the case, but without any clues.

Finally, reluctantly, the case was closed.

But Heine’s organization was not willing to give up and began to search for any enemies who may have existed against Heine.

Sean was unaware that danger was approaching step by step. He put the paintings back into the spatial realm and began to study other things.

With his relatively basic appraisal skills, he determined that most of the jewelry was of pre-World War II European classical style, with some being royal treasures. However, they could not be sold at present.

Too sensitive.

Sean then began organizing the information that he had received in his mind.

Most of it was about the "experiences" of the crosses in the churches - as witnesses, the crosses had perfectly stored the experience information via energy and now fed it back to Sean.

But most of it was invalid information, and Sean just watched it like watching a movie.

However, there were a few, such as records of special abilities, a believer donating all his possessions to the church and being secretly buried by a priest, and a relic being transported from the Vatican for the faithful to admire, only to disappear again.

Sean thought that if he had nothing better to do, he could go on a treasure hunting adventure while traveling, just to add some fun to his trip.

The next day, with nothing else to do, Sean brought Elijah Hastings and others to the freight yard.

It was a coincidence that the container auction that Jason Caldwell was in charge of was in progress

As the container auction was nearing its end, Sean was surprised to find that there were not many participants. There were almost one-third fewer people than before he went to Europe.

Normal, or was there something going on?

In the auction for the current container, seventeen or eighteen odd plaster statues were clearly visible, fixed inside glass frames.

Although the auctioneer praised the plaster statues to the skies, there were only a few small cats participating in the auction.

None of the big shots Sean had seen before were there.

As soon as Jason saw Sean, he immediately came over.

However, immediately after, his knee bent, almost kneeling down.

Fortunately, Sean helped him at the crucial moment and asked, "What’s the matter?"

"Bosuns, I feel like you suddenly changed, like a divine being... "Jason’s words made Elijah and others on the side feel creepy.

They had just seen Sean and felt that the boss’s temperament had changed a lot.

But not to the point of exaggeration.

However, looking at Jason’s expression, he didn’t look like exaggerating at all.

Elijah and the others wanted to laugh, but they didn’t have the heart to. They felt awkward.

Because they found out that other people who were looking at Sean also had strange expressions initially.

Most of them were awe, admiration, and reverence.

Although they quickly adjusted themselves to normal, they still noticed the change in their expressions in that instant.

Did the boss have another strange encounter?

"Tell me, what is going on?" Sean already knew the reason, but didn’t say anything, pointing to the situation of the auctioned containers.

"The situation hasn’t been good recently." Jason said somewhat shamefully, "Our containers are still being auctioned every two or three days, but nothing good has been opened for a week now. The treasure hunters have been drawn to other freight yards."

He turned around and pointed at the last container being auctioned and said:

"Today, seven were auctioned, with the most valuable thing being a piece of machinery worth just over 10,000 US dollars."

Sean obviously felt that something was wrong. He thought for a moment and said, "Are there also auction participants who directly take the items away without letting others see?"

"Yes, that has been happening." Jason was not foolish, he knew some of the reasons, but it was the freedom of the bidders, and he had no way of intervening.

Seeing that the last container was about to fall with a hammer at 220 dollars, Sean suddenly raised his hand:

"500 dollars!"

His voice startled some people.

There were those who knew him and sneered, isn’t he just trying to drum up interest in his own containers?