Early in the morning.

At dawn, many people got up in a daze.

For most people, it was just a noisy night.

They had no idea what sensation had happened in the entire Haishang market last night, but they had heard that there were quite a few police cars loitering outside.

A small number of people will receive a text message informing them that they will be forced to cancel the exhibition due to a conflict between the organizer and the museum, and that all tickets sold will be refunded at their original price.

In fact, the hole where the museum was bombed has been sealed overnight.

In addition, the entire venue was closed for renovation and maintenance, and the person in charge of the Maritime Art Association is negotiating with the U.S. Embassy in China to apologize.

Although the painting was eventually recovered, it still caused a very big negative impact.

The huge amount of compensation involved behind this also exceeds tens of millions of yuan.

Of course, a large part of the compensation will be paid by the security company and the insurance company.

……

Ahh

In a jeep, Dong Ergou sat in the co-pilot and rubbed his nose.

He stayed up all night last night, riding a motorcycle and blowing the wind all night, and accidentally caught a cold.

Sun Yuan sat in the back seat and leaned out of the car window, also yawning and said in a daze: "So, it was Chen Dong who sent a text message asking you to leave the painting, right?"

Chen Dong stared at the venue, he probably didn't want his mission to fail, so he had to make sure that he chased the painting back. Dong Ergou picked up a tissue and wiped his nose, and then explained in a hoarse voice: "This should be conducive to maintaining the police's trust in him." ”

Liang Fu reminded and said, "You all ignore one thing. ”

"That's how he knew my phone number. ”

As soon as these words fell, everyone in the car fell silent instantly.

In the case of theirs, in order to prevent tracking, they are basically forwarded through several fake numbers.

And change the mobile phone number regularly, so it really shouldn't be known to anyone other than insiders.

The corners of Dong Ergou's mouth twitched slightly, "So we've actually been stared at all the time, right?"

There was a bang.

Several people looked at Zhong Xujie in unison.

Zhong Xujie suddenly beckoned in confusion: "Don't don't, don't look at me, I'm not a traitor." ”

After all, apart from this guy in the car, it stands to reason that no one can leak secrets.

Sun Yuan glanced at this magician without temper, and then muttered nonchalantly: "I'm afraid we have to recuperate for a while, Chen Dong's appearance in the art museum means that our actions have been predicted in advance." ”

"One time is enough. ”

Actually, everyone could understand what he meant.

Qi Xiaogou muttered helplessly: "The key is that the gap in money has not been filled." ”

Dong Ergou said calmly: "If it doesn't work, go back to Lincheng and take a look, I should be able to get a little bit over there."

You must know that fugitives like them can be said to be burning money all the time, otherwise they can't do anything.

At this time, Zhong Xujie smiled and took out a roll of things from his body.

"So it's up to me at this time!"

"Look what this is!"

Once again, the crowd looked at his hand.

I saw Zhong Xujie slowly unfolding a painting, which was a beautiful snow scene, and under the corner was the signature of a famous foreign painter.

The corners of Zhong Xujie's mouth rose slightly and explained: "This sentence is the proud work of the German master Affos in his childhood, although it is only worth seven million US dollars on the market, but it is converted to nearly 30 million yuan. ”

"I originally thought that I would collect it myself, but now I can only take it out and contribute it. ”

Sun Yuan had the feeling of a dog in the sun, and he asked, "Is this also from the art museum?"

Zhong Xujie smiled shyly, touched his head and explained: "I bought the "Blackboard" from the 'painter' that day, I studied it for a long time and found that his painting was really good, and I remembered that there was another work in the gallery that was also in the exhibition. ”

"I took advantage of the time I went out to buy a pack of cigarettes, and went back and bought the fake of the painting. ”

"When I slipped out of the museum, it took me a little time to get rid of the real thing, and I shouldn't have been found for a while. ”

Liang Fu also shook his head with a smile, this guy is really dead, maybe he will be caught if he is unlucky.

He raised his eyebrows, and then said to Qi Xiaogou: "Go to Yunnan first." ”

"Yunnan?"

"Why?"

Everyone looked at Liang Fu curiously.

Liang Fu didn't plan to tell everyone the truth, but said softly: "I heard that the counterfeit banknotes in Yunnan have been in trouble recently, let's see if our magician can change something for us." ”

"Yo, that's kind of interesting!"

Sun Yuan also happily took out a cigarette.

……

The museum was bustling with activity.

Many experts in the appraisal of art paintings have gathered to check whether the other works have been lost.

After all, when this kind of thing happens, no one dares to be careless.

"Mr. Xu, what do you think of this painting?"

"The rhyme is smooth, and the pen is sharp!"

An old man with reading glasses and a magnifying glass next to him also judged firmly: "This should be the real thing, I have never seen an imitation that can reach this level of fineness." ”

“……”

After about three hours, the experts finally dispersed.

A prominent veteran in the industry, with white hair and beard, walked out of the museum, and the full-time driver was already waiting outside.

The driver looked like he was only twenty-seven or eighteen, he got out of the car with a smile and opened the door for the old man, helped the old man to get into the car, and then asked casually: "It's going well, right?"

Old Man Xu smiled and sighed: "Alas, it's really a joke, and I was almost stolen." ”

Smack.

The door closed, the driver returned to the driver's seat, and slowly started the car.

He pretended to be relaxed and asked, "I heard that the painting has been recovered, and the rest is fine, right?"

"It should ...... No problem!" Old Man Xu squinted his eyes and muttered: "It's that snow picture, I remember that it was flawed when I first saw it, but I didn't pick it out this time." ”

The driver immediately quipped: "Oh, don't be reluctant when you're old, maybe it's a mistake." After all, with such experts present, nothing was found in the field. ”

Old Man Xu suddenly raised his head and smiled, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go, let's go, I guess I may really remember it wrong." ”

"I'm old, I don't have a good memory!"

The car drove slowly down the road, turned a corner and disappeared outside the museum.

Naturally, no one could have guessed that the famous "Mr. Painter", who is famous among the masters of art painting imitation, will appear here.

And for the authoritative level of Mr. Xu as the driver, the whole shuttle in and out.

This is another legendary life story.