The Southern God of Wealth Qi Shilling made a generous move, and he sent someone to contact Yamamoto Yufeng, but the other party insisted on refusing to give up the ornaments.

In other words, it is basically impossible for Lin Xing to obtain Xuantie Eyes through the normal way.

Stealing is no part of his profession, but with his keen sense of observation, his hearing left ear, his agility and his cautious demeanor, it shouldn't be too difficult to retrieve something from the gallery.

What's more, last time, he inexplicably followed the instructions of the system and stole the safe of Sister Xun and other dark people, and after opening it, the system also gave him a 'junior thief imitation button'.

Santana stopped on a small road near the exhibition hall, Lin Xing changed his clothes in the car, put on the mask of the Ninth Master Guan Sheng, and walked over.

With three days to go until Yamamoto's private collection is on display, the pavilion is now hosting another commercial exhibition of art, which is perfect for getting acquainted with the pavilion's surroundings.

Lin Xing walked into the museum and found that there were not many people who came to visit in the morning.

He had little interest in the so-called works of art, but only pretended to be a tourist, secretly observing the layout of the pavilion and the various defenses.

The area of the private exhibition hall is not large, about five or six hundred square meters, with a total of three floors. On the first floor, in addition to the large main entrance, there are two emergency evacuation passages at the back.

There are two elevators leading upstairs, and the stairwell is also open, so visitors can choose to walk up in addition to the elevator.

However, above the staircase, there is a very heavy iron gate, presumably on the second and third floors of the exhibition of valuables, after closing, the elevator will naturally stop running, and the iron gate will be lowered to cut off the passage upstairs.

Walking up to the second floor, there is also the same iron gate at the staircase leading to the third floor. There is also a sign erected - there is no display on the third floor, please stop.

", it seems that I thought too lightly before, although there is no fence outside the window on the second floor, the window can be closed with high-strength tempered glass, and the iron gate at the staircase is put down at night, how can I get in?" Lin Xing shook his head secretly, one idea after another flashed in his heart, and he was rejected one after another.

This private gallery is owned by a German, and even for ordinary art exhibitions, the security guards are very guarded.

If you are exhibiting valuables, you may have infrared protection turned on at night, or the third floor, which is not open, has a safe for storing items, and the items will be stored at the end of the exhibition.

Just when Lin Xing was having a big headache, suddenly, an old man wearing a Chinese-style gown with a slight pot on his back caught his attention.

"This old man came to see the art exhibition, and he still wears sunglasses for Mao?" Lin Xing secretly became suspicious, and just wanted to step forward to find out, but was suddenly blocked by a figure flashing out from behind the display case.

"Guan Sheng, why didn't you come to me? Why not go to work? Why don't you even answer the phone? ”

Lin Xing was stunned and fell into the black line full of doors, because it was not someone else who stopped him, it was Guan Sheng's good friend who he had seen in the International Trade Center before-He Lisha!

"What a coincidence, you also came to see the exhibition?" Lin Xing barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

He Lisha was excited and asked aggressively: "I'll let you answer me!" Why are you avoiding me? ”

At this time, suddenly a tall woman with strong three-dimensional facial features walked over. She glanced at Lin Xing suspiciously, patted He Lisha's arm and said softly, "Sister, is this your friend?" ”

He Lisha just bit her lip and stared at 'Guan Sheng' hatefully without speaking.

Lin Xing was surprised in his heart, why was Hua Zimo's wife He Caini actually He Lisha's sister? No matter how you look at it, they don't look like sisters!

Seeing 'Guan Sheng' staring at He Caini stunned, He Lisha couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Hehe, surnamed Guan, if you just want to play with me, you can directly sue me." I can understand why men like young girls, but why do you play missing, it makes me worry! ”

"You're mistaken, I'...... I ......"

He hesitated for a moment, and just wanted to follow He Lisha's words and say that 'he' and her were indeed just playing, but he didn't expect the mixed-race girl He Caini to take a step forward abruptly, and raised her hand to slap him in the face, "Bastard!" It turns out that you are the stinky man who cheated on my sister! ”

Fortunately, the mask of the nine lions fits the skin very well, and Lin Xing, an impostor, will not wear it if he is slapped in the face.

However, the movement here attracted the attention of the security guards and several tourists.

The little old man in sunglasses glanced this way.

With just one glance, Lin Xing recognized who he was!

Sikong wheat beans!

What is this little bean doing here? Isn't she here to step on it? Stealing art?

A uniformed and sturdy security guard walked over, nodded to He Caini, and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Hua, do you want me to ask this gentleman out?" ”

"Knock him out!" He Caini said angrily.

The security guard turned around and just wanted to speak, but He Lisha, who was hazy with tears on the side, suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Xing's sleeve, "You tell me honestly, what is the reason for avoiding me these days?" ”

Lin Xing slapped Guan Sheng for no reason, couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and said angrily: "Me and you are destined to be just a dewy relationship, since you have a husband, let's go home and live a good life!" ”

He Lisha was stunned for a moment, and smiled miserably, "You know that my husband has been dead for two years, and you still humiliate me with such words?" Oh, it turns out that you really believe the words of that blind fortune teller and think that I was born Kefu! ”

"Uh......" Lin Xing was speechless.

That day, he was at the elevator entrance of the parking garage of the International Trade Center, and he heard her and Guan Sheng in public**, and thought that Guan Sheng seduced a married woman, but he didn't expect He Lisha to be a widow!

Looking at her sad expression, Lin Xing shook his head and sighed, he felt a little sorry for her, but he didn't want any more entanglements between the two.

He touched the pocket of his suit and found that there was a pack of napkins in it, took it out and stuffed it into He Lisha's hand, glanced at the obscene 'little old man', and turned around and went downstairs.

"Rub! What the fuck is this called! I knew that I just wore a homemade mask and came out, so why did I want to wear ready-made clothes and pretend to be Guan Sheng! ”

Lin Xing walked on the street, depressed, he didn't find the entry point, and he was slapped in the face, this time he stepped on the point and seemed to find nothing, it was a shame to throw it to his grandmother's house!

He wanted to leave and come back in the evening. But when I thought of the little old man that Sikong Xiaodou was pretending to be, I couldn't help but change my mind.