Weekend, Manhattan, New York.
"Though the roads led in all directions, there were key checkpoints everywhere around us, all under CIA control," Lin Wan remarked.
Lu Zheng nodded. "They really are sharp."
By then, Lu Zheng and Lin Wan had already slipped invisibly into the underground auction venue. Less than twenty minutes remained before the auction began.
"This is an underground auction?" Lu Zheng was rendered speechless.
Luxury cars of every kind filled the parking lot. Wealthy people and professional brokers from all walks of life were impeccably dressed, and invitations were even required to enter the venue.
"Of course." Lin Wan smiled. "Sometimes, underground auctions have even stricter security and requirements than legitimate auction houses."
"What an eye-opener. Truly an eye-opener." Lu Zheng clicked his tongue. "But an underground auction is still an underground auction. Aren't these people afraid the organizers might rob them blind?"
"In the world of capital, capital is king. What do they have to fear?" Lin Wan said. "To put it bluntly, the biggest difference between an underground auction and a legitimate one is that ordinary people don't know about it."
Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow and could not help asking, "A private game for capitalists?"
"Exactly." Lin Wan nodded. "That's why the good things appearing at these underground auctions are sometimes even more plentiful than at legitimate ones. It's just that none of it has anything to do with ordinary people."
Lu Zheng blinked. "The organizers of these underground auctions and the legitimate auction houses... they wouldn't all be the same people, would they?"
Lin Wan turned back, blinked at Lu Zheng, and curled her lips into a smile. "You tell me."
"Holy shit!?"
"How else could they pull the wool over everyone's eyes?" Lin Wan said calmly. "How else could they be so