Li Shaoting thought about it for a moment. He had a strong feeling that Shen Mobei would never do something so meaningless; perhaps the entire focus of this auction was centered on that final photograph.
Still, try as he might, he could not make out what it was supposed to be. With a casual shrug, he said, "We'll find out when the time comes."
Jian An'an nodded, her curiosity getting the better of her as she studied the image again for a while. But no matter how she looked at it, upside down or sideways, she couldn't make head or tail of it, and she finally gave up.
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