Qi Ran unscrewed the doorknob of Gu Jingchen's room, and everything inside was the same as what he had seen before.

After Qi Ran entered the room, he began to rummage through the cabinets. Whether it's a wardrobe, a bookshelf or a bedside table, it's all rummaged.

When Sister Hong heard the movement, she immediately ran in, saw the mess in the room, and looked at Qi Ran, who was crazy, in disbelief. stepped forward and grabbed her, "Miss, what are you doing here?" ”

After Gu Jingchen passed away, Cheng Wenxin donated all of Gu Jingchen's paintings, but the things about Gu Jingchen at home have always been well preserved.

Qi Ran has never been back to the house since she left the Gu family back then, but Gu Jingchen's things have always been cherished by her more than anyone else, but now, looking at everything in the room has been turned into a mess by her.

Qi Ran's eyes fell on the spotless clean bed, remembering the familiar smell he vaguely smelled on his bed on the first night he returned to the Gu family.

Qi Ran grabbed a pillow and buried his face directly in it, trying to find that familiar aura, but there was nothing. I was unwilling, and I sniffed it again if I was uncertain. Still doesn't smell at all.

"Miss, what are you looking for? I'm worried about you like this. Sister Hong was very worried when she saw Qi Ran's abnormal performance.

Pei Moyun came back from outside, heard Sister Hong's voice, and came up directly. Seeing Qi Ran, who had completely lost her mind, grabbed her arm, brought it to her side, stared at her eyes, and wanted to pull her reason back.

"Qi Ran, calm down, don't look for it again! It's simply impossible. ”

"I don't believe it! He took my paintings, why did he take my paintings if he didn't want to show up?! ”

The painting Qi Ran is talking about is "No. 77 Memory".

Pei Moyun lowered his head, such a Qi Ran looked distressed, but he was helpless.

Because of the painting she said, he didn't see it, and even disappeared with "Memory No. 77".

At the same time, the news about the mysterious painter on the Internet has become a hot topic in major online media.

Just because the forum that sent out the creation video released the news that "Memory No. 77" and "Dust" will be donated to the Art Collection of Country Z free of charge in two days.

If the weight of a mysterious "Dust" is not attractive enough, then the appearance of "Memory No. 77" will undoubtedly make everyone flock to it, let alone a full set.

Qi Ran, who saw the news, was more anxious than anyone else, "Memory No. 77" has never really come out, because it is Gu Chen's masterpiece, and it is the only portrait painting he has ever painted in his life, so its value cannot be measured by money at all.

Complete set? There are only one person in this world who has seen a full set, Qi Ran. Not to mention, after his death. It was something that Qi Ran had worked so hard to put together, but now he had to give it to others. It was her thing, and she would never allow it to become an exhibit.

"Even if you are Gu Chen, you are not qualified to do this."

The newspaper in Qi Ran's hand was almost crushed.

Song Yi directly arranged for someone to contact the director of the National Art Museum Z, such a big deal will definitely not be Qi Ran's approach, she is the person who cares about "Memory No. 77" in the world.

Gu Ting and the Gu family, who were far away, naturally received the news. Gu Chen's masterpiece, which has disappeared for so many years, was born, and in the eyes of outsiders, what is valued is its artistic value, but in the eyes of the Gu family, it is the will that is valued.

Gu Ting angrily smashed the desk directly, the appearance of this news was undoubtedly telling him that "Memory No. 77" was still there, and Qi Ran actually deceived him for two years.

When exchanging the secret on the will, Qi Ran personally told Gu Ting that after the secret was cracked, the painting would no longer exist.

The people sent by Song Yi did not meet the director of the art museum, and Song Yi did not rush to see Qi Ran when he got off the plane, but went to the art museum first.

The impact of this matter is too great, and he must strike first.

Song Yi visited in person, but he was still closed.

"Yang Fan, I destroyed all the surveillance systems of the art museum for the next hour."

Song Yi directly gave Yang Fan an order, in addition to Yang Fan's outstanding work ability, the more important reason why Song Yi can get so much attention is that she has another skill, which is extremely strong hacking skills.

"Okay, boss, give me five minutes."

Song Yi glanced at his watch, Song Yi has always been used to doing things recklessly in the past two years, some special things should be done with special means, he is not a patient person now, his patience will only be used on Qi Ran.

Five minutes later, Song Yi strode straight into the art museum, and the security guard was just about to step forward to stop him, but he was restrained by the bodyguards behind Song Yi.

Song Yi went directly to the top floor and found the curator's office.

The bodyguards were just about to break into the door, but they were stopped by a gesture from Song Yi.

"Knock!"

His thin lips opened lightly and he spit out these two words.

The people under him really couldn't understand Song Yi's approach, and suddenly changed from domineering to being so polite, which was a bit big.

The bodyguard knocked on the door of the curator's office and opened it before he could respond from inside.

Song Yi strode in, and the people inside were so frightened that they almost fell off their office chairs when they saw such a posture at the door.

"Who are you?"

"Director Zhou, Song Yi in the Song Group."

Director Zhou was forty or fifty years old, but he was trembling with the powerful aura on Song Yi's body, and what made him even more frightened was the fierce bodyguards standing at the door.

"What do you mean by that?"

Curator Zhou wanted to secretly press the alarm, but Song Yi held his hand down, "Curator Zhou, it's useless to call the police." Don't worry, I'm a Sven and won't hurt you. “

Song Yi let go of his hand, the expression on his face was full of arrogance, "Who is the donor of "Memory No. 77"? “

One sentence went straight to the point, and the expression on Song Yi's face fully showed that he didn't have much patience.

"We are only responsible for collecting it, and we don't know that it is an anonymous donation."

Song Yi reached out and took out a gun directly from behind his waist and slammed it on Director Zhou's desk.

"I'll give you another chance, think about it!"

When Director Zhou saw the pistol in front of him, he was so frightened that he sat back in his office chair, his face was pale, and his forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

"I really don't know anything."

Song Yi stood up straight, took a step back, and looked at Director Zhou with a slight smile on his lips, as if he was laughing at his incompetence.

At the same time as Song Yi turned around, the two bodyguards outside the door walked in quickly, directly restraining Director Zhou, and the muzzle of the gun was directly pressed against his temple.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! ”

Curator Zhou is a literati, but he has never experienced such a thing.

"I don't know the identity of that person, he covered it up well when he came."

Song Yi turned around and looked at Curator Zhou, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking at him evilly.

"Tell me what you see."

"He was dressed in a black casual sportswear with a cap and a mask, and I couldn't see what he looked like at all."

Song Yi's mind came to mind the person he saw in the flower room of the Gu family's old mansion that day.

"What is his height?"

"It's about the same as you." Curator Zhou said tremblingly, squinting at the muzzle of the gun, for fear that if they misfired the gun, he would die.

Song Yi's face was gloomy, if it was really the same person, then who would this person be?

As for what Qi Ran said, Song Yi would never believe it, a person who has been dead for ten years will never come back to life no matter what.

"Remember, no one has been here today."

After Song Yi said this, he walked straight out.

"Memory No. 77" Qi Ran has been with her for the past two years, and this time the incident must have hit her hard.

The current Gu Ting would not do such a thing, and Pei Moyun should not hurt Qi Ran.

As for what Qi Ran said, "Dust", which caused an uproar on the Internet, but I don't know who did it.

Yang Fan hasn't found the results yet.

Even he felt such a headache, how should Qi Ran be sad?

When Song Yi arrived at the Gu family, he didn't see Qi Ran for the first time, but saw Pei Moyun first, and when he saw each other, he was very red-eyed, and Song Yi and Pei Moyun were no exception.

"Why are you here?"

"Since you can't protect Xiao Ran, then you naturally need me to continue to protect it."

Song Yi grabbed Pei Moyun's collar and looked at each other, and the war was blazing. "You'd better stay away from my fiancée!"

The temper that Song Yi has cultivated in the past two years is not the gentle and elegant of Pei Moyun.

And the arrogance in Pei Moyun's bones still exists.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that the two big men were about to fight, Qi Ran's voice came from upstairs.

Qi Ran's voice was hoarse, his face was pale, he weakly held on to the handrail of the stairs, and looked at the two people in the hall condescendingly.

Song Yi let go of his hand, Pei Moyun snorted coldly, and looked at Song Yi with contempt.

Qi Ran looked at Song Yi, his eyes were slightly sour, and he said that he would arrive soon, so he really came.

"Ranran."

Song Yi stepped upstairs directly, hugged Qi Ran, and completely ignored Pei Moyun's existence.

It's only been a few days since he saw him, and the person he was thinking about had become so haggard.

Qi Ran's hand tightly wrapped around Song Yi's waist, buried his face in his chest, and burst into tears.

Pei Moyun looked at the two people who hugged each other tightly, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes. When there was nothing, he turned around silently and left the Gu family villa.

"Everything is with me, I am here."

"Song Yi, he's really back, I'm not dreaming."

Qi Ran's voice was hoarse, a little weak, and pitiful, but he said the painting that Song Yi didn't want to talk about the most.

"Xiao Ran, listen to me, I saw the person who stole the painting, it was in the flower room, I saw it that morning. This person must be very familiar with the Gu family, so ......"

"It's Gu Jingchen!"

Qi Ran said extremely firmly, her words were sonorous and powerful, with a bit of resoluteness.

Song Yi was a little helpless, and the anger in his eyes was about to rise.

"Ranran, can you be sober? Gu Jingchen has been dead for ten years, how can he come back from the dead! ”

"He is the only one in this world who can open the door of the secret room except me, and he is definitely alive!"