Han Xiao received a call from Su Duyun and hurried to the Eastern District Police Station.

He was led by Su Duyun to the detention cell, where a short, chubby, forty-year-old man sat behind bars.

Su Duyun glanced at his information and handed it to Han Xiao.

"Officer, I've been wronged!" the man cried out with a sad face.

Su Duyun chuckled, "You are already a frequent visitor here, don't shout injustice at every turn, it's better to say it directly, admit it quickly, hurry up the sentence, or serve your sentence as soon as possible and come out as soon as possible." ”

The man looked at the policewoman opposite, who was smug and thought it was easy to deal with, but it turned out to be a veteran, his face immediately collapsed, and he said unhappily: "I said everything I could say, what else do you want to do?"

Suddenly, he saw that tall man raised his head, his face was like a knife, his serious expression, and his sharp eyes, he had been in this business for decades, and he could tell what kind of person he was at a glance.

He shrank for a moment, looked back and saw that the policemen on duty behind him were still there, and he felt a lot more at ease.

"What we want to ask about 25 years ago, when you transferred cultural relics and kept a box of paintings. Su Duyun cut to the point.

The man frowned, looked flattering, and said with a smile: "Oh, you know, I have been doing this for so many years, and what should have been punished back then was also punished, and when it was over, I forgot about it." ”

"Don't be fooled, you were only in your twenties back then, and you can't remember petty theft, I still believe it, if you want to say that you steal a box of cultural relics, it is estimated that you can sell it for at least tens of thousands of yuan!"

"I don't remember. The man glanced at Han Xiao and said foolishly.

"But I listened to your accomplice, and you told him that you stole a box of paintings and asked you to make a fortune. Before coming, Su Duyun had already figured out his bottom.

As soon as the man saw that he couldn't deny it, he stopped talking, lowered his head, and played with handcuffs.

Su Duyun glanced at Han Xiao next to her, she noticed that when the man saw Han Xiao just now, there was obvious fear in his eyes, just now she was warmed up, and then she looked at Han Xiao.

Han Xiao saw that Su Duyun and the thief stopped talking, so he slowly stood up.

The thief obviously felt that the light in front of him was obscured, and hurriedly looked up, and saw Han Xiao's serious face, high up, and he was a little out of breath.

Han Xiao didn't speak, just stared at him.

The thief was a little frightened, swallowed his saliva, and then smiled: "Big brother, you sit down, I know everything to tell you." ”

Han Xiao slowly sat down and stared at him.

The thief sighed before he slowly recalled.

At that time, the thief was only 20 years old, he was young and playful, and he didn't want to study, and his family didn't restrain him much.

By chance, he knew that the consignment was a cultural relic, and at that time, a private collection was being developed, and he felt that it was an opportunity, so he deliberately damaged the waybill and stole a box with a serial number.

He has watched related TV shows and knows that painting is easy to hide and easy to use, and if he can't get a painting right, it can sell for hundreds of thousands.

He carefully checked the labeling of each box, and deliberately took care to put the box containing the painting on the outside, and during the transportation, he secretly returned home, kept a box, and then returned to deliver it.

It was raining heavily, and it would be nice if things could be delivered, and no one pursued the matter anymore, and he bragged in front of his friends that he was a master of art and bold.

Han Xiao suddenly laughed.

The thief was frightened and hurriedly explained: "Big brother, I drank too much and bragged nonsense." ”

"Who did you sell the painting to?" Han Xiao stared straight at him, like an eagle hovering in the air, staring at the food on the ground.

The thief hurriedly said: "I didn't know how to do it at that time, so I found a friend and bought almost 60,000 yuan!"

"Where's your friend?" Han Xiao was a little impatient.

"I haven't been in touch for years, and I don't know where I've gone. The thief replied.

"What's your name?" Han Xiao continued to ask.

"Everyone calls him Shunzi because he is the fastest in Shunzi. The thief glanced at Han Xiao secretly, and then hurriedly retracted his head.

"Sold it all to him?"

"No, no. And a few more. The thief whispered, facing Han Xiao, he really didn't dare to lie.

"Where are the rest?"

The thief kept his head down.

Han Xiao slapped the table with a snap.

"At home, at home, in our cupboard, my daughter-in-law knows. The thief hurriedly replied.

"Why didn't they all sell?" asked Su Duyun.

When the thief heard this, an angry expression appeared on his face, as if he was the one who upheld justice, "You don't know, they lied to me, and later I learned that a painting can sell for tens of thousands!"

Han Xiao asked for another address, so he stood up and turned his back: "Don't steal anything in the future, if I find out, be careful of your hands." ”

When the thief heard this, he hurriedly retracted his hand.

This man is terrible!

The two found the thief's house, but they really couldn't see that although the thief's home was simple, it was clean and spotless, and such a place was suitable for an intellectual.

The thief's daughter-in-law understood the intention, did not ask, did not hesitate, took them to the bedroom, opened the cabinet door, and slowly took out the things on the next floor, and then at the bottom, lifted the partition and took out a large black plastic bag, which contained several paintings at a glance.

She took out the painting, carried it to the living room, put it on the coffee table, and sat down.

Su Duyun glanced at Han Xiao, untied the bag, took it out, and showed it to Han Xiao one by one, Han Xiao's brows furrowed even deeper.

There are a total of five paintings, there is no picture of the lady that Han Xiao wanted, Su Duyun probably knows the content of the painting, it is true that there is none, they are all landscape paintings.

"Anything else?" asked Han Xiao with hope.

The woman shook her head.

It turned out that the woman was a mute, she thought about it, walked into the bedroom again, and after a while, took out a broken notebook and handed it to Han Xiao.

Han Xiao took a look, it turned out to be a thief's record of selling stolen goods, this guy really has a set, no wonder the family is so neat, it is estimated that he also has his credit.

Han Xiao took out his mobile phone and took a picture.

Su Duyun called a colleague from the police station, went through the formalities, and took the painting away.

Han Xiao took Su Duyun to find someone in the café, and after sitting down, he asked, "How many paintings were lost in total?"

Su Duyun thought for a while, "There are 21 pairs in total, 10 are still in the museum, 5 are here, and 6 are missing." ”

Han Xiao nodded, took out his mobile phone, pointed to the painting on it, and had to say that the thief was an organized person, and the words were also written in Juanxiu, the time, place, characters, content, and price were all very clear.

He flipped to the day before and after the day of stealing the painting, and sure enough, there were pine trees, orchids, light boats, flying birds, yellow chrysanthemums, fine willows, long rivers, etc., and he could really think of the content at a glance.

Finally, every once in a while in the future, I can find a record of one or two paintings being sold, and the recipients are all straights.

Han Xiao was a little excited, and when his fingers slid down, he trembled a little.

Su Duyun looked at it in surprise.

Finally, when I saw that it was written "Flower Beauty", the receiver was still a Shunzi, and the price was five thousand yuan, Han Xiao hated some itchy teeth, these damn thieves, such a precious thing, were sold for five thousand yuan.

"It seems that we have to find this Shunzi first, you see, he has bought a total of ......" Su Duyun took the phone and counted it again, "There are 16 pairs in total, all of which went out through the Shun Executioner." ”

Han Xiao nodded and actually smiled.

Xia Qing, I'm getting closer and closer to you.