If it were another ordinary person who lost his family heirloom, of course, he would be extremely anxious, and he would also feel a deep hatred for the thief.

Fang's father took out the calligraphy and painting for appraisal two years ago, but he didn't want to sell it when he took out the calligraphy and painting for valuation, and at that time, the appraisal could be assessed to seven or eight hundred thousand.

At this price, it can be seen that the calligraphy and painting are quite precious.

And then this price was only appraised two years ago, and today it may be worth millions of calligraphy and paintings.

The next morning, at eight o'clock in the morning, the police in the police station were dispatched to search for the thieves in the poor rental house not far from the community where Fang Lu's family lived.

Divided into two waves, three or three police officers searched the slums one by one.

The photo of the thief has been printed, and it is a bit difficult to find the thief according to the picture due to the cap as a cover.

Although the surveillance video shows the thief pressing the cap, it does not mean that the brim in front of the hat worn by the thief is upturned. The thief's cap was leaned forward, covering his forehead and his eyes.

The cap was just trying to press the hat lower, not wanting people to see his eyes at all, and he nodded slightly and walked with the cap pressed not hindering his vision.

The printed photo is covered by a peaked cap, which does not allow you to see the thief's eyes well, and knowing that the thief has a mole in his left eye, of course, is a good clue to find up close.

It was almost nine o'clock when the police really searched for the thief, and found it not far from Fang Lu's address, but it was the nearest poor rental house.

No other slum rental house was closer to Fang Lu's house than this slum rental house where the thieves were.

The police were led by the officer, who thought that he had found the thief and needed to hurry up and ask where the calligraphy and paintings were hidden.

"Thief, I have confirmed that you are the thief, and now you tell me where the calligraphy and painting are hidden?" the police officer said very seriously, and then asked the thief where the calligraphy and painting were.

"I, I, I don't ......" the thief tried to quibble, but deep down he was afraid to speak, so he stammered.

"Search for calligraphy and paintings!" the officer lost patience, and watched the thief scream, and at the same time called the four or five policemen who had brought him to listen, and shouted a word search for calligraphy and painting.

The officer looked at the thief and didn't move, and he wanted to keep a good eye on the thief.

As soon as his words fell, someone would move, and the four or five policemen he brought with him immediately searched the thief's residence.

Seven or eight minutes later, calligraphy and paintings were found, and the thieves' home consisted of a bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom. It took four or five police officers seven or eight minutes to find out, so the thieves hid the calligraphy and paintings quite secretly.

"Now that the calligraphy and paintings have been found, the thieves will honestly follow me back to the police station. The officer snapped.

The thief's heart, which had been frightened, was now completely intimidated.

Four or five policemen stood on either side of the officer, and the officer turned his head toward the officer on his side.

A policeman immediately walked over to the thief, who was already handcuffed, with one hand on the shoulder of the thief, and immediately pushed the thief to walk, of course, towards the outside of the thief's residence.

The officer quickly walked towards the thief's residence, and the policeman at the end of the walk closed the thief's door.

This time, the officer felt that the stolen calligraphy and painting had been found at the thief's house at the same time. At the same time, of course, it is because the search for the stolen and stolen calligraphy and paintings were completed in this police dispatch.

Then he took the thief and the stolen calligraphy and painting back to the police station.

Back at the police station, the officer called Fang's father and explained what he should do. Fang's father knew that the thief had been searched, as well as his ancestral calligraphy and paintings.

Fang's father still felt that the thief was very hateful, and explained to the police officer that the thief should be severely punished and must not be tolerated, and the police officer heard and told Fang's father that he knew, and Fang's father thanked the police officer before hanging up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Fang's father immediately told his wife and his daughter about the exciting news, and then Fang's father decided to go to the police station to retrieve the calligraphy and paintings.

Fang's father left his house excitedly and took a taxi to the police station.

At this time, Fang Lu and her mother were sitting on the sofa in the living room at home, and her mother had irrepressible words in her heart that she wanted to say.

"Fang Lu, your friend Jiang Feng is very powerful!

The mother of the apron turned her head to look at Fang Lu, who was sitting on the same sofa next to her, and said.

"yes, Mom, he's very capable!"

Fang Lu responded with 100% approval, and arrogantly asked her mother a rhetorical question.

"I was optimistic that he wasn't wrong, right?" Fang Lu deliberately tilted her head and asked her mother.

"That's right!" the mother of the apron replied to Fang Lu's words with a smile on her face.

Fang's father, who came to the police station, found the police officer who called him, Fang's father called the police last night and the police came to his house, he told the police officer that his calligraphy and paintings were handed down from his ancestors, and today he came to the police station to get back the calligraphy and paintings he found, and Fang's father told the officer that his calligraphy and paintings were worth about one million.

After the police officer found out, the other party's father said that it was worth about one million, which was very expensive, and the crime of stealing calligraphy and paintings worth about one million was particularly serious.

Fang's father didn't know much about the law, he only knew that some very improper behaviors were illegal, and he felt that he could sentence the thief to three or four years.

Many people don't understand antiques, but they know that antiques will be valuable if they are old, but the thieves steal the calligraphy and painting because they belong to antiques.

The courage is very fat, and he thinks that he will not be found if he steals the calligraphy and painting.

Father Fang now knows that the amount of money stolen is large and the things stolen are particularly valuable.

Far more than he thought, a sentence of three or four years for the thief would be enough.

Father Fang softened his heart a little, and told the police officer to teach the thief a lesson, anyway, the calligraphy and painting were found intact, and the thief could be forgiven a little.

"Okay, since Mr. Fang can forgive a little bit of the thief's stealing, Mr. Fang needs your cooperation to make a record, and you can go home with calligraphy and paintings after making the record. The officer said to the other party's father in a serious manner.

"Well, take notes. "Do what you have to do," Dad Fang responded with a normal attitude.

After making the record, Fang's father took his calligraphy and painting and took a taxi home outside the police station.

Fang's father returned home, and his apron mother and Fang Lu were sitting in the living room watching a TV series.

"Husband, you're back!" The apron mother saw that her husband was back, and just walked into the living room not far from the door, she spoke to her husband enthusiastically.

"Well, I'm back, and I'm back with calligraphy and paintings. After Father Fang opened his mouth to respond to his wife's words, he also walked to the sofa and sat down.

At lunch, a call came from the police station, and Fang's father, who was sitting at the dinner table, took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket and answered the call opened by the officer.

"Hello Mr. Fang, I am calling to tell you that the thief who stole your calligraphy and painting has been sentenced to eight years in prison, and the thief will soon be put in prison. The officer's words reached Fang's father's ears over the phone.

"Okay, thank you, and thank you to the other people in the police department who have worked hard. "Dad Fang is satisfied with the result, he can forgive the thief a little, but he won't forgive the thief too much. Father Fang's response to the officer's words meant something similar to knowing and agreeing, and then said thank you to the officer and the police station, and thanked the other people in the police station who had worked hard and also said it to the officer, and felt in his heart that it would be better if the officer could tell other people who had worked hard.

"Officer, I'll hang up the phone and continue to eat~" Father Fang said politely to the officer on the phone.

"Well, hang up. The officer didn't have anything more to say, so he casually replied that he would hang up the phone.

Fang's father hung up the police officer's phone and continued to eat his lunch.

After lunch, when they were still sitting at the table and didn't leave, Dad Fang thought of something and had something to say.

"Fang Lu, when will you call Jiang Feng to come to our house for a meal...... In this way, let's call Jiang Feng over for a meal tonight, I have a day off today, people may be busy during the day, so call Jiang Feng early in the evening to have dinner early. ”

Father Fang's thought of inviting Jiang Feng to come to the house for dinner, Father Fang looked at Fang Lu who was sitting on the right side of the dining table and said, Father Fang and Mother Fang and Mother Apron sit directly above the dining table when they usually eat.

"Okay, Dad, I want to go to the balcony to stand up, then I'll go to the balcony and stand on the balcony and call Jiang Feng. ”

Asking Jiang Feng to come to the house for dinner, Fang Lu must be willing, and her father thought of and decided to let her call Jiang Feng to eat at home.

"It's time to ask Jiang Feng to come to the house for a meal. The mother of the apron then spoke with great approval.

Fang Lu felt very relieved after listening to her mother's words, but even if her mother didn't say it, in fact, Fang Lu knew that her mother would definitely agree now. After listening to her mother's words, Fang Lu soon got up and walked towards the balcony.

After leaving the dining room and passing through the living room, Fang Lu picked up her mobile phone on the low table in the living room, and then quickly came to the balcony to stand up.

Fang Lu turned on her mobile phone, dialed Jiang Feng's number, and waited for Jiang Feng to answer the phone, Fang Lu looked out of the balcony boredly.

Within a minute, Jiang Feng picked up Fang Lu's call, Jiang Feng picked up the phone, he spoke first, and he said, "Hey, Fang Lu, is there something wrong?"

"Well, there's something wrong, it's not about calligraphy and painting, my dad's calligraphy and painting have been recovered, and my dad wants to invite you to my house for dinner tonight. After Fang Lu finished speaking, there was something wrong, and the rest of the words were a little fast, afraid that Jiang Feng would think that the calligraphy and painting had not been found yet.

"Oh, forget about eating, your dad's calligraphy and paintings have been recovered, and it didn't take a lot of effort for me to help, so you told your dad that you don't need to invite me to the house for dinner. Jiang Feng felt that he really didn't have a lot of effort to help Father Fang.

Moreover, Jiang Feng was afraid that going to Fang Lu's house would be too dense, which would make Fang Lu, who liked him, unable to extricate himself from what he liked.

"Is that so, are you really not coming to my house for dinner today?" Fang Lu felt a little lost when he heard this, and asked Jiang Feng two questions one after another.

In order not to let Jiang Feng find out about her loss, she deliberately asked unhurriedly.

"Don't go, you tell your dad~" Jiang Feng replied without being happy or slow.

"Okay, I'm hanging up. Fang Lu didn't say anything more after hearing this, because she knew that it was useless to say more to Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng said that if he didn't come to dinner, he wouldn't come to dinner.

If she opened her mouth and tried her best to call Jiang Feng in her name, or just called Jiang Feng to call her, Jiang Feng might immediately understand her thoughts.

She can't reveal to Jiang Feng too much that she likes Jiang Feng, she has confessed to Jiang Feng before and has been rejected, and if she says something to Jiang Feng to express her love for Jiang Feng, she may not even be able to be a friend, it will be miserable.