"Shocked, the famous painting of the Chinese oil painting master Ye He, "Love and Family" was stolen. ”

"The mysterious thief left two words..."

"This thief is a thief who was very famous abroad in the past, and he is known as the [Black Feather Monster Thief], who disappeared for twenty years and actually reappeared. ”

...

Looking at the news feeds refreshed on her mobile phone, Yang Yingying couldn't help but complain.

"I'm afraid this Curator Jin is going to be so angry that he will collapse... I heard that this love and family was obtained at a super super cost, but I didn't expect it to be stolen today... Wow, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave my underwear if I don't lose it. ”

"This thief's name is Black Feather? Why don't you just call Black Feather Kuaito or the Strange Thief Kidd to feel a little more feeling, is there a detective to see who the true identity of this brother is..."Li Yun also looked at the push message in his hand and silently complained about the news, and also searched for this strange thief Black Feather, a righteous thief who was active decades ago, rampant in Miami, USA, and no police caught him, quite a legend of a grand thief.

The strange thief Black Feather will leave two lines of poetry when he steals something, that is, [The day is clear, and the night is boundless. There is nothing to hide. These two lines of poetry have become the standard means of this thief, in the name of chivalry and righteousness, to steal chickens and dogs.

"Legend has it that this black feather is still a righteous thief, and the things stolen in foreign countries will be sold for money, and then some of them will be donated anonymously to the children of poor families, of course, this is just a rumor, but I don't know if it's true or fake. Yang Yingying said that there was no information on the mobile phone search, and said: "The media is so sure, I am afraid that only the legendary thief can steal that painting under this strict guard, you must know that the level of security in the club at that time is comparable to that of a bank, except that there is no gunfire, those bodyguards are all brothers..."

Li Yun and Yang Yingying have not left this neighborhood yet, and now the police are investigating, and the current situation is that everyone present is suspected of being a black feather, but the problem is that everyone present has an alibi.

However, surveillance shows that no one has ever left the neighborhood, let alone brought the famous painting Love and Family, and it is likely that such a large painting was stolen before entering the venue, or that it is still in a corner of the hall.

"I'm sorry Yun Dao Chief, I originally invited you to the exhibition this time, but I didn't expect this kind of moth to come out... Why don't I send you back to the Taoist Temple first?" Yang Tianhu on the side hurriedly apologized.

"Yang Jushi, why apologize, this time it was just a small accident, and the poor road is not because of the painting itself, but there are some questions I want to ask this curator Jin. Li Yun shook his head with a smile.

Li Yun thought that if he could see Ye He Dashi here, he should be able to ask some questions, but what he didn't expect was that the person was not found, and the painting of the other person was gone...

And for the thief called Black Feather, Li Yun also thinks it's quite magical, looking at the life deeds of this product is like watching Detective Conan, in this world that has lost miracles and spells, there are only two possibilities to be able to steal this painting with this super magical posture, either this strange thief Black Feather is really the same as the strange thief Kidd, with all kinds of magic skills comparable to magic, and stealing the painting in a very scientific but actually very unscientific way, or there is an inner ghost to respond.

"Who stole this painting, everyone present at the time may be the real murderer..."

Li Yun pushed the black frame // glasses that did not exist.

"There is only one truth..."

......

Curator Jin collapsed on the chair in a dejected manner, looking at the photos of love and family in front of him with a burst of unwillingness, red wine and white wine and some messy alcoholic beverages were scattered all over the place, and several black bodyguards next to him bowed their heads silently, and they had been sprayed from the beginning.

In the end, Pavilion Jin angrily began to smash the surrounding antiques, hysterical, like crazy.

"Why... Why are my paintings stolen, my paintings? Damn, what the hell went wrong?"

"You guys, have you brought up anything?" Curator Jin stared at his subordinates fiercely.

The black bodyguards next to him looked around one by one, and only one of the white bodyguards stood up weakly and said, "Boss, we have regulated the video, but... We didn't find anything, and we didn't even have a clue how it was stolen. ”

"You... What is the use of me raising your eggs? You are bodyguards? You also deserve to be called bodyguards???" Curator Jin could only sigh in despair at the end.

The bodyguards around didn't answer, what Director Jin said was the truth, and he was wronged if someone stole something right under his nose... Of course, no matter how wronged they are, they also feel that they are not wronged by their own boss, and this painting was stolen if it was put out and pretended, which is inexplicable.

These bodyguards knew that they were at a loss, but they were silently sprayed, and they couldn't talk about it.

After a wild squirt, Director Jin finally sat back in his chair tremblingly, and then said impatiently.

"Get out... Hurry up, I still have a lot of famous paintings here, and when the damn thief steals more paintings, it will be more than worth the loss, and you can't afford to sell these paintings for your life. ”

After saying that, these bodyguards instantly cheered up and hurriedly promised not to lose the paintings again.

For a while, there was only Curator Jin left in the hall of Nuoda, with a cane, a weak and broken look.

"Probably this is what Huaxia said, mourning is greater than heart death... Alas," the white bodyguard thought silently, thinking that it was better not to disturb his boss.

Ten minutes after these bodyguards left, Curator Jin stood up, but this time he didn't use crutches, but stood up directly, without the previous trembling and lameness, raising his head and chest, walking like the wind, the hysterical expression on his face had disappeared, replaced by a calm and thoughtful wisdom.

I went to my room, opened the mechanism behind the closet, and went to the hidden basement.

"Tsk, how is this possible... Someone dares to use this name to steal, is it for me..."

Curator Jin looked at the secret room in front of him with a puzzled face...

The area is plastered with crime news of the Black Feather Monster Thief, and in the far corner, the black dress, as well as the magic hat and the iconic walking stick.

Next to the black dress, there are also business cards that have long been covered with dust.

[The day is clear, and the night is boundless. There is nothing to hide. 】

Curator Jin muttered.

"Myself... How is it possible to steal your own things..."