Bab 486: 271 Coincidence, all are coincidences (4200)_1

7:55 am, Tulip Antique Exhibition, at the plaza ahead.

Casio slightly lifted his head, looking at the mushroom-like avant-garde building not far away. The white ceramic tiles and large floor-to-ceiling windows of the exhibition hall flickered with white light in the sunlight, and the long signboard on top shined with a metallic luster, with the left half being exceptionally dazzling.

Around the caution lines, strong men dressed in black suits walked back and forth, their stern eyes and aura undisguised.

At the entrance, groups of two or three people or individuals walked into the door. There were also some journalists on the outskirts, tiptoeing from time to time and jotting down keywords in their notepads.

"Do you think there will be people from the Blood Spirit Association or any other organization lurking in the exhibition hall?" Sheng Feinan, dressed in a white suit, walked up to Casio, his suit somewhat shimmering under the sun.