Treasure Hunter Resurrection Son-in-law Trash

Eps. 35 Refutations From Mervin

Gwen immediately stood up from her seat as someone called her name. He rushed out to the source of the sound.

“Mr Black Ash?” gwen.

He immediately recognized the figure of the man who was looking for him, even though he had only seen it for the first time. The man's face is very similar to a photo posted on Black Ash's account on social media that searches for his antiques.

“That's not my real name. My real name is Robinson.” he said, flat.

Mervin just looked at the man and then turned to look at Gwen. “Gwen who is he?” whispers lirih.

“Man on social media account,” replied Gwen briefly, in a whisper anyway. He will explain what the purpose of the man came here, but his explanation was forced to delay first. Because the man just walked in without excuse.

“Where is that imitation item you posted on your social media, Miss?” In fact, he went straight to some of the storefronts in the store without being invited first by Mervin or Gwen.

Seeing the strange man, Mervin immediately followed him into the store.

“Master, what are you looking for? Maybe I can help,” bargain Mervin.

He stopped in front of the storefront because the man stopped there. He did not want to be, whether the guest or the buyer who came was a fraud or a robber as he had been, seeing from his brawl earlier. Before anything unwanted happens.

“Of course I looked for stamps posted by Miss Gwen on social media accounts earlier. I want to prove it's real or not. Because I think it's a fake,” Mr Robinson said.

Mervin initially seemed flat and now a little emotional as well when a stranger who was unknown to him suddenly came to the store and judge his original stamps. Who exactly is he and what does he want?

Is he a thief who pretends to be a collector? Or some other bad guy? mervin's inner, so suspicious.

“Gwen, Try to show the stamps you posted earlier to this Master,” said Mervin.

Gwen, who was on the other side of the storefront, immediately picked up the stamps and handed them to Mervin.

“Can I see your original stamps, Mr Robinson?” ask Mervin. He turned to look at the foreign man while holding his stamp album firmly. Just in case that guy's gonna take it.

“Of course.” The man smiled obliquely then took out his stamp album.

“Excuse me Sir, may I see your stamps?”

Mervin shifted the Stamp album slightly but still held the end.

Mr. Robinson then saw one of Mervin's stamps that was the same as his one using a lup. A stamp bearing the image of King Frederick I Barbarossa, the King who once ruled the kingdom in Germany and reached the peak of its glory with a green background.

“This, the horizontal line behind our stamps is different. You have three white vertical lines while on my stamps there are five white vertical lines. Obviously mine's real. Then in the picture of King Frederick I himself there is also a difference. On your stamp there is a mole on the left cheek, while on the stamp the mole is on the right cheek,” explained Mr Robinson who explained the other differences.

The point is that he showed all the evidence of the non-authenticity of Mervin's stamps and his stamps were the real ones.

Huh! Mervin himself just exhaled a rough breath. Somehow come again strange people who do not clearly mean what.

My stamps must be genuine, because there's no way this stuff is fake. I took it myself that year. But how could this man even declare his possessions were the real ones? What is my basis for refuting that false argument? inner Mervin, think hard.

It is still public with the philatelic world. Because he had never collected such an item before, let alone this ancient stamp. While Mr. Robinson is like an expert and knows the philatelic world.

“Master, you don't just talk and slander my stuff is fake stuff. Could be your real fake.” Mervin tried to improve.

He was sure of his real possession and that strange man was a fake. And now he was thinking hard to prove his point.

“Oh yes? How can you say mine's fake? Try showing me.”

Mervin finally issued a science about the history he knew. He said the three vertical lines on the stamps were a well-known basic principle of King Frederick I, so the five vertical lines were wrong.

Not only that, though, Mervin can even deny that the right mole is wrong and the right one is a mole on the left cheek that is actually a puncture scar due to a war.

Is that right, my stamps are fake? Now Mr. Robinson turned to his own doubts.

If indeed this stamp is genuine then I should just exchange it with mine. Or I'd better take it all with me. The man's inner self again, by reviewing the grin.