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"Wait a minute, two police officers, I'll change my clothes first, and I'm going with you. By the way, the toilet is on the left side of the hallway, so please do your own thing. ”

When Yamamoto came upstairs, two policemen had already pushed the door into the house and were waiting in the foyer at the door.

These are two white cops, one is a young white male cop in his twenties, and the other is a very beautiful female cop.

When he saw the policewoman, Yamamoto secretly sighed in his heart, how beautiful, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the corridor that stretched to the right side of the house.

The policewoman didn't rush over, but stood there and smiled at him, and Yamamoto felt a little happy in his heart.

"It's really cold today, haven't you left work so late? Why didn't we hear from you about the seizure of the artwork in the afternoon? Wasn't it found in that Percy's house? By the way, would you like to have something? ”

In order to hide his inner panic, Yamamoto asked a series of questions, but the two policemen standing opposite did not answer any of them.

This is not the same as the police he has met before, in the past two days, because of the robbery of the art museum, he has not dealt with the Boston Police Department, because of his status, those guys are very polite to him, and they have always answered questions, what happened to these two today?

Yamamoto was still strange for a while, but he immediately sensed that something was wrong, and as an antique lover, he had a pair of absolutely sharp eyes.

For a moment, he thought of the strangeness of the two policemen opposite. Why are their expressions so unnatural? It's like...... It's like a wax figure in a wax museum. Although the proportions are normal, why is the face so stiff?

When he looked up, Yamamoto couldn't help but grow his mouth, because the two policemen on the other side actually held pistols that had been swarthy all the time.

Yaga! Fooled yourself!

Yamamoto scolded in his heart, but he did not panic, after becoming the director of the Oriental Department of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, he personally participated in many shady things.

Illegal reselling of cultural relics or something. Using cultural relics auctions to launder money or something, these are all trivial things, and he has even done a lot of things that determine the life and death of others.

Over the years, because the museum has held auctions every year to eliminate some collections to recover funds, and then introduce some new collections through various channels to attract audiences and maintain the number of collections. So he also did a lot of shady things.

For example, if you contact those cultural relics thieves, you can designate a certain one. Or a certain place, let them steal that house, or the cultural relics that are collected in that place, and then wash a few waters, and finally become their collection in the open, etc.

He has done a lot of such things, and in his memory, there are at least a dozen deaths alone.

For example, when Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans a few years ago, several thieves he contacted took advantage of the chaos in the New Orleans area to do at least a dozen cases, of which seven or eight caused deaths, but it happened to be because of the hurricane.

So those victims ended up being missing, so that things didn't get big.

And a few years ago, the case of the family killing in Nashville, Tennessee, and the Louisiana ......

For a while, Yamamoto's mind replayed countless shots, all of which were the bloody crimes he had instructed others to commit, so in the face of the two swarthy muzzles, he didn't seem particularly flustered.

After all, he has experienced a lot of such things, and he is indifferent to life and death, but he is very curious about what these two people are about.

Wearing a police uniform and deceiving yourself to open the door, does this routine seem exactly the same as the case of the museum robbery a few days ago!

Could it be that they were which Posey. Jackson's subordinates, which guy knows that he took advantage of his opportunity to commit crimes and stole himself, so he came to find his bad luck?

As soon as he thought of this, Yamamoto couldn't help but be stunned, and then immediately had the answer in his heart, it must be so.

Others don't have the guts to do this, they don't have enemies, and those who are potentially in danger of becoming their enemies should have been killed by those they instructed.

The one who has the guts to trouble himself now must be that guy from Percy.

"Mr. Yamamoto, I think you know very well why we came to you, right?"

The white policeman standing opposite, the smile on his face was stiff and weird.

Yamamoto nodded lightly: "Did Percy ask you to come to me?" ”

Jin Muchen, who was standing opposite, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Yamamoto say this, why did this guy know that Posie?

He turned his head to look at Jesse, who shook his head at him cryptically, indicating that she didn't know what was going on.

Jin Muchen looked at Yamamoto with an indifferent face, and soon had an idea, and decided to follow his statement, he really wanted to get more clichés from this guy's mouth, listening to him say this, could it be that he really colluded with that dead ghost Posei?

"Now that you've guessed, you should understand, what to do, right?"

"Well, I'm sorry that I did something I shouldn't have done in the name of Mr. Jackson this time, and now that you've found me, that's fine. I'm going to give you those things, and I hope you'll spare my life. ”

Although he has already looked down on life and death, after all, no one wants to die, so what Yamamoto is doing now is nothing more than wanting to save his life.

After all, compared with those antique civil and military that can only be seen, can't be eaten or spent, or their own lives are the most important, stay in the green mountains, so you are not afraid of no firewood!

Unexpectedly, in a few words between the mistakes, this guy was actually very consciously willing to hand over the things, which really made Jin Muchen overjoyed.

Originally, he was worried that this guy would die with a hard mouth and spend a lot of effort on his own, although he didn't mind and gave this guy a bullet directly, but considering that he had to pry something out of his mouth, it was inevitable that there would be some execution process before understanding his life.

Jin Muchen is not a pervert, he doesn't enjoy the process of torturing people, although the other party is a Japanese, he doesn't like to rely on torturing people to get what he wants.

I didn't expect this guy to be very cooperative when he arrived, so he saved himself this trouble.

"If you want to live, it's not a problem, as long as you obediently cooperate with us. Okay, stop talking nonsense, lead the way! ”

Jin Muchen shook the muzzle of the gun in his hand, and Yamamoto turned around very consciously, raised his hands and walked towards the basement.

Jin Muchen and Jesse followed him to the basement, and this Yamamoto came to his bookcase, pressed the password, and opened the vault.

Now that the other party has come to the door, it's better not to play tricks, he's been living in Boston for most of his life, that Posey. Jackson's reputation, of course he had heard.

And the other party even dares to fight the police today, so killing yourself is not like crushing an ant?

Since they came to the door, it was obvious that they had found out about their own self-theft, so there was no need to play tricks in front of them, and the most important thing was to save their lives.

Jin Muchen didn't go in by himself, but looked up at the vault, and then stroked at Yamamoto.

Yamamoto was very obedient, entered the vault, took out a few picture scrolls, and handed them to Jin Muchen.

Jin Muchen took the scrolls, then spread them out one by one and put them on the table.

First of all, the hazy white light that flashed on these picture scrolls indicated that these were not ordinary things, and when they opened it, Jin Muchen was relieved, and sure enough, he didn't guess wrong, these paintings were indeed secretly sealed by this grandson.

In the first picture, the Buddhist scriptures on the three-story platform directly above the picture are shining in the raging flames, and the sky is cloudy, while the scrolls in the other pile of flames have been extinguished, and there are several smug saints, some discouraged Taoist priests, and several other figures of literati ministers who look at the monks and some flattery.

This painting is one of the "Five Hundred Arhats" that he has been looking for, which the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston considers one of the treasures of the museum.

The name of this painting is called "Classic Chery", which tells the story of the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism during the Han Dynasty, it is rumored that in the fourteenth year of the Ming Emperor of the Han Dynasty, that is, in 71 A.D., the Taoist priests of the Wuyue School and the Buddhist Shamen quarreled, saying to each other that they were the orthodox immortals, so they burned their own scriptures to compete, and the Taoist scriptures turned into ashes, and the Buddhist scriptures were not only safe and sound, but also brightened, and the Buddhists won a complete victory.

Since then, Buddhism has become popular in China, and this painting tells the story of that time.

And the famous "Five Hundred Arhats" is actually a set of villain books about Buddhist allusions in the eyes of today's people.

This "Five Hundred Arhats" was created by Lin Tingqi and Zhou Jichang, the painters of the Southern Song Dynasty Ning# Bo Professional Painter Workshop.

This set of Arhat pictures has a total of 100 pieces, each of which depicts 5 Arhats around a Buddhist allusion, 12 of which are collected by major cultural and museum institutions in Europe and the United States, and 10 are collected in the first museum in Boston, and they have always regarded them as treasures, and even regarded as one of the treasures of the town.

When Jin Muchen was in the art museum a few days ago, these ten paintings were one of his targets, but unfortunately he didn't find them at the time, and he thought he was taking them for repair.

Later, when Yamamoto said on TV that ten paintings had also been looted and lost by robbers, he was furious at the time, and the first thought that came to his mind was that these paintings were made private by Shingo Yamamoto.

I went to this Yamamoto house today to try it, and I guessed correctly, I was really hacked by this guy, hehe, but he probably never dreamed that he would kill a horse gun so directly! (To be continued......)