Shameless!

So damn shameless!

Can he kick them out?

Su Ran glanced at Dark 3 lightly, "What nonsense are you spouting? Our RSIS has always abided by the law. How could we be bandits?"

Dark 3 blinked his innocent big eyes, "Huh? Sister Ran, haven’t we always been bandits?"

When he first joined RSIS, he thought RSIS was a law-abiding organization. Intelligence agency—it sounds so damn impressive and high-class.

They possess the most comprehensive global intelligence system and network. Sometimes even local officials have to rely on them.

This is why RSIS can do as they please in 315. After all, who would dare offend an intelligence agency?

Not afraid they’ll find out even the color of your underwear.

But gradually, under Sister Ran’s leadership, RSIS’s style became more and more crooked, to the point of no return.

The once-impressive intelligence agency somehow became synonymous with shamelessness. Turning an intelligence organization into a bandit lair is all thanks to Sister Ran.

Su Ran: "..."

She was left speechless.

"What bandits! We’re an intelligence agency, legitimate, legal." Su Ran cleared her throat, her face full of righteous indignation, though she seemed a bit guilty.

"Being an intelligence agency doesn’t stop us from expanding our business, Sister Ran. I think Lauren’s suggestion is great. We should develop fully. If we do well, who on the street wouldn’t call us boss when they see us in the future!" Dark 3’s eyes were shining.

Lauren: "..."

Is that what he meant?

Don’t make him the scapegoat.

Su Ran couldn’t bear it anymore, "Shut up and go copy the bureau rules three hundred times for me!"

It’s all Dark 3 who ruined RSIS’s reputation. With him talking like that, what would people think of them?

If she had known, she would have brought An 2.

Dark 3 quickly zipped his mouth, thinking why his life was so tough. After the Three Character Classic and the Xinhua Dictionary, now he has the bureau rules.

Lauren’s veins on his forehead throbbed. His smile was forced, "Sixty percent is not feasible. Besides not fitting the auction house’s rules, the origin of your goods is illegitimate..."

"How is it illegitimate? We openly robbed it." Dark 3 said unhappily.

Lauren’s veins throbbed again. He clenched his teeth and reorganized his words, "Even if your goods came openly, the aftermath processing requires a lot of effort, so sixty percent is impossible."

He didn’t ask where they robbed it. No matter where they robbed it from, once it was in the underground auction house, theirs was the rule to never let it escape.

And who would dare make them cough it up?

Su Ran still spoke lazily, "The value of this batch of goods has already exceeded the auction house’s rules."

Lauren fell silent, no longer speaking. Indeed, in terms of this batch’s value alone, an exception could be made.

But rules are rules. If broken arbitrarily, where would the underground auction house’s authority be? Who would trust them in the future?

Seeing his silence, Su Ran raised an eyebrow, "Alright, I won’t make it hard for you. We’ll follow your auction house’s rules, fifty percent."

Lauren: "..."

"Then it’s settled. I have one more thing to ask you."

Lauren: "..."

Who said it’s settled?

He hadn’t agreed.

But hearing Su Ran’s following words, he couldn’t help being curious.

Would RSIS’s boss have something to ask him?

Their intelligence is no less comprehensive than the underground auction house, right?

"Please ask." His curiosity grew.

Su Ran lowered her eyes, not speaking immediately.

Dark 3 sensed something was off about her reaction, leaned slightly, and called cautiously, "Sister Ran?"

Su Ran looked up, her gaze indistinct, then chuckled softly and pulled out a Jade Pendant from her bag.

She placed the pendant on the table and looked at Lauren, "Have you seen this Jade Pendant in the auction house?"

Initially, she didn’t pay much attention to this half piece of Jade Jue, considering it one among her mother’s many pieces of jewelry.

Fu Qiyuan also said it might be from an auction, and she thought her mother had bought it from some auction, for the jade’s quality was impressive and had considerable collectible value.

But recently, she got wind that someone was inquiring about this half piece of Jade Jue in global auction houses, even offering a high price.

They were asking about a half piece, not a pair. Either the person didn’t know it was a pair, or they already had the other half. Though this Jade Jue was fine, it wasn’t at a national treasure level to warrant such attention.

That only means this Jade Jue has a special significance.

The significance that only manifests when the two pieces are together.

If there’s no word from other auctions, and it’s confirmed to be from an auction house, it could only be here.

Lauren picked up the Jade Pendant, squinted his eyes for a closer look, and nodded, "I’ve seen it. This Jade Pendant indeed came from our auction house."

Su Ran narrowed her eyes slightly, "Are you sure?"

Lauren nodded again, "I’m sure. I clearly remember it because someone bid a high price to purchase it at the time. Initially, another guest also took a fancy to it, offering a price that was already several times our estimated value. Then, the later guest offered an astronomical price, a price that silenced everyone. I remember the two had a few words over it."

"Who sent this Jade Pendant to the underground auction house?"

"A vagrant."

Su Ran frowned, "A vagrant?"

Lauren nodded, "I recall the auction staff privately mumbling that the vagrant came from the slums, with bloodstains on his clothes. You know, the slums are chaotic with clear class divisions. That vagrant was lucky to find the Jade Pendant and tried his luck. He escaped the slums because of this pendant."

Su Ran didn’t speak for a moment; after a while, she asked, "Who bid on the half piece of Jade Jue?"

Lauren shook his head, respectfully, "I don’t know. You know, we don’t inquire about the destination after it leaves the auction house."

Su Ran gave him a half-smile, "Don’t inquire about the destination?"

That’s something even a three-year-old wouldn’t believe.

If they truly didn’t care about the destination, the underground auction house would have been busted by now.

Inside, Lauren felt a chill. Miss R merely glanced at him casually, lazily.

Yet, inexplicably, a chill surged through him, even making his hair stand on end.

Only then did he recall the person’s identity in front of him; the relaxed atmosphere earlier had made him forget this point.

He straightened his posture, his tone becoming more respectful, though tinged with a bit of helplessness, "The underground auction house records require permissions and are not under my jurisdiction, but the record in the database over there should be few. The guest was very mysterious, not showing up from start to finish."

Usually, such matters are handed off to subordinates, with the person behind the scenes not appearing.