Wiesna's thrift market is located in a block on the western outskirts of the city, and the entire thrift market is made up of three adjacent streets and a few open areas of ground in the block, which occupies a large area.

There are shops in the backdrop of the block, as well as simple shacks and warehouses built on the street and in the open area, and many people just spread a plastic sheet on the ground and start selling things.

Old furniture, old appliances, old clothes, old books, all kinds of strange things, of course, there are also those old furnishings, old crafts and art and antiques and other things, as for the value of these things, you can only judge for yourself.

What Wang Wuyun didn't expect was that there were a lot of people shopping and selling things in this thrift market, which also made the entire thrift market quite lively.

"There wasn't such a lively place before, but in the past two years, the scale of this thrift market has grown, and there are a lot more people who come here to buy and sell things......" Yu Haidong explained while walking in the thrift market with Wang Wuyun, taking Wang Wuyun around the market, Everyone's life is not good, there is no money, so the thrift trade is booming, even my wife has come here to buy clothes and shoes before, some of the clothes and shoes that used to be sold, can't afford to rent a shop, will take some things from the warehouse here to sell, the price will be a lot cheaper......"

"Oh......" Wang Wuyun's sharp eyes and sense swept over and over the things on the side of the street, not letting go of every corner of the thrift market, especially those places that sell old second-hand crafts and sculptures.

The villa was burned down because of the riots, and the things that disappeared from the villa's study were most likely to appear in the city's thrift market or something like that, in Wang's opinion.

This is the purpose of Wang Wuyun's coming here today.

A large-scale and well-established thrift market will have many merchants who will collect the same kinds of goods and sell them together for customers to choose.

Yu Haidong had already taken him to visit three places selling old crafts and artworks, but unfortunately they didn't find what Wang Wuyun wanted, and they were now going to the fourth place to sell old crafts here.

Walking in this thrift market, Wang Wuyun found that in addition to the customers who came to buy things, there were also young men in jackets and sportswear squatting in the corner of the street smoking cigarettes, watching the customers coming and going in the thrift market with some vigilance.

Even though those people were wearing clothes, Wang Wuyun could clearly see what those people were hiding in their clothes—daggers, iron rods, and even pistols......

"What are those people doing?" A few young adults passed by just now, Wang Wuyun gestured with his eyes and asked Yu Haidong.

Yu Haidong also glanced over there, and then whispered, "Those people are the local gang that manages this thrift market, called the Tomahawk Gang......"

"This place is managed by the Tomahawk Gang, don't the people who come here to do business have any opinions?"

"This territory has always belonged to the Tomahawk Gang, if you want to come here to do business, they only charge a small amount of money, and they will find you a place, and they will not let those little hooligans and market management officials blackmail you, if you don't make any money, they won't even take you money, if you need money, they can give you some small loans, to be honest, they are much better than the government and the banks who only take money and don't care whether you live or die, and the people who do business here want them to take care of this place......"

"Sounds good......" On a stall on the side of the road, there was an obsidian carved grape ornament, Wang Wuyun stopped, picked up the obsidian grape ornament and looked at it carefully, before continuing to walk forward, "The people of the Tomahawk Gang seem to be a little nervous, usually they look like this in the market?"

"I don't usually see them, but recently, the refugee gangs in the city want to get involved in this thrift market, and some refugees will come here to make trouble, I heard that the two sides have fought several times, and they have also fought, and people have died......

"You know a lot!"

"The most well-informed person in this city is the taxi driver, we can contact anyone, and we basically know the big and small things that happen in the city......" Yu Haidong said to Wang Wuyun with a little smugness.

"Does the police care about this kind of thing?"

"I can't manage it, it's just a show, the police chief in the city arrested a few refugees who made trouble, but as soon as those refugees protested and made trouble, the mayor removed the director, so now the police in this city basically don't care about things related to refugees......!"

The old handicraft shopping mall covers an area of at least two or three thousand square meters, a building built with color steel tiles, looks so-so, just walk inside, at a glance, you can see countless shelves with all kinds of old ornaments and various handicrafts and porcelain and bottles and cans and other things, afraid of tens of thousands of pieces.

Although the things sold here are second-hand and second-hand, they are very clean, and many things look like new.

Wang Wuyun glanced over, the things in the mall were already in full view, and he was slightly disappointed when he saw that there was no thing he wanted, and when he looked at it again, Wang Wuyun was slightly shocked in his heart, because he saw something somewhat familiar.

Wang Wuyun, who entered here, walked directly through the heavy shelves, came to a shelf in the mall, and picked up a swan-shaped glass handicraft ornament more than 20 centimeters high on the shelf.

Wang Wuyun recognized it at a glance, this glass swan ornament is exactly what is in the study, the grass green mist pattern in the belly of the glass swan is a unique thing left when firing, even if the same handicraft is the same shape, but the color pattern in the stomach also has subtle differences, this thing was originally placed in the study of the obsidian stone carving above the second layer of a storage compartment.

Look at the price tag of this thing, it's only 56 yuan.

Some of the things that were lost in the villa were found here.

Wang Wuyun took this thing and walked towards the counter at the door, paid for it, and bought it directly.

"Boss, where did you buy this thing from?"

Behind the counter was a balding old man in his sixties still wearing a floral shirt.

Hearing Wang Wuyun's question, the old man glanced at Wang Wuyun, originally he wanted to find an excuse to prevaricate at will, saying that this thing had been put here for too long, and he forgot who sent it, because when he bought something in this thrift market, he wouldn't ask where the thing came from, but when he said it, it became, "This thing was sent by Old Crouff, and it has been here for almost two years, and Old Crouff often sends some things to the thrift market for sale in exchange for some pocket money......

"Thank you!"

After the two left, the old man behind the counter also rubbed his face, I don't know why he just said the name of old Kluf, he thought about it carefully, and felt that the young man of the Xia clan just now looked very friendly and sincere, and when he talked to him, he had the feeling of chatting with an old friend, and it would be very uncomfortable to lie, so he subconsciously told the truth.

But it's a cheap thing, don't worry, old Crouff is as timid as a mouse, that thing doesn't involve a big deal.

It was only a few seconds before the old man behind the counter completely forgot about it.

Wang Wuyun and Yu Haidong then walked out of the mall, Yu Haidong was holding the glass ornament that Wang Wuyun bought, and the look on his face was a little strange, "Sir, do you know this old man who sells things?"

"I don't know, what's wrong?"

"It's strange, the people who sell old things in the mall here generally don't tell the origin of these old things, they all say that they were collected, and the old man actually told you......"

"Hehe, probably the old man looked at me with a kind face, and besides, this is not something special!"

Yu Haidong nodded, it seems that this should be the case, he looked at the glass swan in the bag he was carrying, although it looked beautiful, but it was not a special thing, he didn't understand why his boss would come here to buy such a thing, this may be the quirk of the rich.

"Sir, do you want to go shopping again?"

"It's all here, let's go shopping again......"

After walking around for more than an hour, it was not until Wang Wuyun walked through the entire thrift market and found that there was nothing worth noting here, and the two of them left the thrift market and returned to the place where they parked.

"Go and ask who old Kruf is, and where can I find him!" Wang Wuyun said to Yu Haidong.

Yu Haidong nodded and left directly.

It was only after more than ten minutes that Yu Haidong came back, "Sir, inquire clearly, that old Crouff is an unemployed vagrant, and he often pours a little thing to sell here, and many people here know him!"

"Oh, where is he now?"

"I heard that in ...... Police station ......"