Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Another butler stumbled in:

"Mr. Morgan, those four Chinese cultural relics you just bought at the auction—the gilt bronze pagoda, the jade covered bottle, the official kiln brush washer, and the Xuande blue and white bowl—have all been lost!"

Morgan's vision went black, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

His facial muscles twitched, his lips turned white, and he swayed as if his bones had been removed, before bursting out with a beast-like roar:

"Gone?! Gone! The stuff I spent millions of dollars to buy, gone without even opening the box?! Is this some kind of ghost?!"

He flipped over the table next to him, and bottles and glasses shattered all over the floor, causing those around him to back away in fright.

The air seemed to freeze; everyone present was stunned.

"Oh, Morgan, this must be a setup. Who have you offended recently?"

"I've heard about a high-tech theft method that can instantly transfer items..."

Others offered Morgan various suggestions.

While things were in chaos here, everyone on the Chinese side had strange expressions and secretly looked at Su Wanqing.

In particular, Deputy Commander Zhao looked at Su Wanqing—although this matter seemed to have nothing to do with Su Wanqing, his sixth sense told him that it was related to Su Wanqing.

He coughed lightly, "Ahem, Su girl, this matter has blown up... It seems Morgan won't rest until he finds the murderer. Um... do you think they'll find the murderer? Has the murderer given anything away?"

He was extremely worried.

Su Wanqing smiled slightly: "I think Mr. Morgan is still completely baffled. Don't worry, this has nothing to do with us. We just wanted to come and take a look, but before we even got to see it, the stuff was gone."

"Ah, yes, yes, that's how it is." Deputy Commander Zhao nodded repeatedly.

Young Arendt was genuinely disappointed: "Oh dear Sue, you probably won't be able to see those collections this time. Alas, all of Morgan's stuff has been stolen, and the security here is getting worse and worse. Looks like I'll have to build a completely impenetrable vault when I get back; it's too dangerous."

Soon, the police, detectives, and sheriff all arrived, and they were also shocked to hear what had happened.

And the Chinese delegation led by Arendt Jr. and Su Wanqing eventually left safely. However, before leaving, because they had too many bags and packages, the sheriff and Morgan both required them to open and inspect them all.

Deputy Commander Zhao: "Of course, no problem."

Morgan had held onto a sliver of hope, but when he opened the box, it was full of fried meatballs, frozen pork, dried fish, and baked flatbread—all sorts of delicious food…

Ding Xiaomei then took out a meatball and handed it over: "Try it, it's all homemade, and it's delicious."

The police looked at the meatballs with strange expressions—why do these Chinese people carry so much food when they go out?

Seeing that the other person wasn't eating, Ding Xiaomei shrugged, took out some meatballs and shared them with her and Green Luo, and everyone happily started eating.

Little Arend was in a very good mood, and while eating, he urged the police to hurry up and check, and if there was nothing wrong, not to delay their departure.

Although Morgan said that no one could leave today and even brought in detectives and experts, after the investigation, none of the invited people were found to be suspects.

After all, Morgan had lost too much stuff, and all the luggage of the people who came had been checked. Even the cars from the Chinese side hadn't gotten close to the vault, let alone stolen anything.

After the inspection, Morgan felt even more strongly that this had nothing to do with the Chinese; it must have been done by someone who had been watching him closely and was familiar with his treasure vault. Even if they were looking for trouble, the Chinese people were just carrying a bunch of cheap, random food; they were just a bunch of country bumpkins.

Finally, Morgan waved his hand impatiently, letting Arendt Jr. lead the Chinese away.

As soon as he stepped out of the manor gate, little Arendt burst into laughter:

"That Morgan is really unlucky. Not only did he lose things from his vault, but even those items he just bought are gone before he could even enjoy them! He's been living off oil and arms, looking down on everyone, and now he's been completely robbed. But it would be even better if that master thief could steal everything the Crawford family auctioned off today! Alright, let's go back to the feast tonight!"

Although Arendt Jr. lost important mining rights today, he was more gloating than the unfortunate Morgan.

Only the entire Chinese delegation had strange expressions on their faces.

In particular, Deputy Commander Zhao visibly breathed a sigh of relief—they say a guilty conscience needs no accuser, and he had been anxiously wondering if this matter was related to Su Yatou, fearing that something might be discovered. Fortunately, Su Yatou hadn't left anything behind.

As soon as Xiao Wang opened his mouth to ask something, Deputy Commander Zhao, who knew him well, slapped him on the shoulder: "Alright, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Don't say or ask anything about this. Go back and eat!"

Xiao Wang chuckled sheepishly, "I just wanted to ask what we're having for dinner...hehehe..."

Su Wanqing closed her eyes to rest in the car, carefully taking stock of today's haul—guns, collectibles, and raw jewelry... wow, there were so many that she couldn't even count them all!

She used up her free upgrades, and the space upgrade added more than 300 slots. She had originally planned to store more things, but now, all these things have made her lose several hundred slots.

If we come across any good stuff later, we need to clear out some of this batch and sell it directly on the black market, or have it shipped back to China through the airport under a friend's name.

That's the downside of antique collecting—a single compartment can hold tens of millions of tons of grain, but different types of collectibles can only fit into one compartment each. There's really no way to complain about that.

Upon returning to the manor, young Arendt had a sumptuous feast prepared—roast turkey, lobster bisque, creamy escargot, black pepper steak, apple pie, and ice cream.

The members of the inspection team had never tasted such foreign food before, and they all ate to their hearts' content. No one mentioned Morgan's lost items earlier that day.

The next day, everyone brought their luggage and equipment, this time including tents and outdoor gear.

Arendt Jr. brought more than a dozen vehicles, carrying all the supplies, including three vehicles filled with food, and a motorhome for accommodation.

In addition to the inspection team, Arendt Jr. also brought a dozen servants, several cooks, and a professional exploration team to see what could be done to make a profit on the newly purchased several thousand acres of land. He also brought a mineral detection instrument to look for gold mines.

He even brought his wife, Elena, along, making it look like they were on a trip.

"But before that, we need to visit the Crawford family's mines first, since they're all nearby."