Chapter Forty-Seven: Stealing the Fuchun Mountain Residence Map 8

At this time, the roar of a car was heard again from the bottom of the mountain.

The yellow hair, which had been thrown off by Lin Qing for at least thirty or forty seconds, finally followed.

A few of the dozen or so people hiding in the shadows immediately nodded to each other and left, attracted by the sound of the car.

Lin Qing inadvertently glanced at the instrument in his hand, and found that after a few red dots left, there were two red dots approaching at high speed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile: "It seems that it's not broken, but underground."

At this time, Huang Mao finally arrived, stopped the car, and pounced directly at Lin Qing's car.

"Dude, what brand of car are you? Why haven't I seen this sign before? It can't be modified, right? ”

Lin Qing threw a cigarette over: "Then tell me what kind of car you have heard of?"

Taking the cigarette, Lisuo lit it, and Huang Mao took a deep breath: "I have two Porsches, a Ferrari, a Jaguar and a Lamborghini parked at my house."

glanced at him, I met a wild tyrant, would he be brain-dead, and then be slapped in the face by himself? It seems to be this routine in the novel.

Lin Qing shook his head: "Shijue C8, Dutch car, just launched this year, it is estimated that you have not yet sold it."

"Oops ****, there are sports cars in the Netherlands, and they are so good, alas, how come I don't know?"

Lin Qing looked curiously at the yellow hair who was smiling Northeast Mandarin, when did Taiwanese also speak Northeast Chinese.

"Uh, you're from the Northeast?"

Huang Mao sneered: "How can it, buddy, I'm from Taipei, isn't this being said to be our Taiwanese man every day, I think so too, so I've been learning Northeast dialect with my family since I was a child, how do you listen, authentic?"

Lin Qing nodded, indicating that it was okay, what kind of flavor did it have.

"Let's go, let's go with a shot?" Huang Mao's words made Lin Qing stunned for a moment, and then instantly understood.

"Okay, go here, this side has good feng shui."

After speaking, Lin Qing walked to the location of the red dot displayed by the nearest detector.

"Yo, it looks like you're coming over from the other side, believe this? Cantonese? ”

Lin Qing didn't speak, walked to the position of the red dot, and directly took out the big bird and began to release the water.

After Huang Mao next to him saw Lin Qing's greatness, he originally thought that he couldn't compete with you in drag racing, and he could lose to you than a bird? immediately shut up, but pretended to be very forced: Ten battles against the wind back then.

Lin Qing glanced at him curiously: What's wrong? Big brother, I've been suffering from kidney deficiency lately. (The next sentence of the ten battles against the wind and urine back then, I wet my shoes with the wind today.) )

"Damn, who has kidney deficiency, my Mao Ye is a famous small steel cannon in Taipei, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called the Eagle King."

"Just you? Eagle King? Hehe" Lin Qing smiled lightly, he was the Eagle King, and he was not a Kunpeng anymore.

After firing a shot, Lin Qing felt very comfortable and jumped twice, and his feet were very hard.

"Well, the sound is a little wrong, it should be empty below, it's really cautious, the parking lot is guarded here."

Lin Qing checked his conjecture, and sure enough, there are some mysteries in the parking lot, and it seems that his plan is much more difficult than he imagined, and the garrison of the Taipei Museum is much tighter than he imagined.

Lin Qing pointed to the foothills of the mountain in the distance and asked Huang Mao, "Hey, Huang Mao, can you go to the top of the mountain here?"

"Don't call me Huang Mao, my surname is Mao, call me Mao Shao or Brother Mao, you say that you go up the mountain here? Yes, there is, but it is forbidden to enter, I have been there in the middle of the night before, and there is a small army inside. What's wrong? What is there to climb in that broken mountain, why don't I take you to climb the Twin Peaks? ”

"Okay, Xiao Mao, Benjue has no interest in your so-called Twin Peaks Mountain, let's go, eat some supper, Benjue is in for a treat."

"To open a lord is to be a lord? Then I'll be the emperor if I drink a bottle of tribute wine? Huang Mao is very dissatisfied with Lin Qing's self-proclaim, and he is even more popular than himself, you know, he Mao Shao is also one of the best second generations in Taipei, and he is a combination of the ****** and the rich second generation.

"Don't be uncommon and weird, Ben Jue is a genuine Dutch earl, I don't believe you can check, my name is Lin Qing, the woods, the clear water."

When Huang Mao was still complaining in his heart, Lin Qing's voice floated again.

"Lin Qing?" Huang Mao thought about it, and finally knew who it was, wasn't it Chu Qing's cousin Lin Qing? As a fan of Chu Qing (mainly because Chu Qing is from the Northeast, this kid likes to learn Northeast dialect since he was a child.) Of course, I paid attention to all the dynamics of Chu Qing, so Chu Qing had a cousin named Lin Qing, and he also knew it, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

"Brother, brother, Brother Lin, you wait for me, let's go for supper." The yellow-haired fart followed behind Lin Qing.

"Let's go, you lead the way, I'm not familiar with this side." ……

More than an hour later, Lin Qing, who had finished supper, refused Huang Mao's invitation to climb Twin Peaks, and came to the halfway point of Yangmingshan alone, overlooking the entire Taipei Museum.

After Lin Qing stabilized the car, he saw a Toyota SUV parked not far away, and there were three little Japanese standing next to the car, talking about the scenery under the mountain, and turning his head to look at Lin Qing from time to time.

When Lin Qing heard that they were speaking Japanese, he could determine that these three people were the three little Japanese people he met in the archives of the Construction Bureau.

Lin Qing didn't get close to them either, not far away enough to allow Lin Qing to see them clearly, but it didn't arouse too much suspicion from them, so he took out a drink from the car (put it in the space. I got on the front of the car and started to enjoy the scenery slowly.

And the three Japanese looked at Lin Qing from time to time, and after confirming that Lin Qing had no problem, they took out their binoculars and carefully observed something.

In about twenty minutes, the three Japanese left, and Lin Qing did not follow, but looked at it curiously from the angle they were standing, and the naked eye could not distinguish anything, Lin Qing took out a high-powered telescope from the space and observed it carefully.

Viewed from the perspective of the three little Japanese, the No. 1 exhibition hall at the foot of the mountain is facing this location, and there is a path faintly in the middle of the mountain forest, which is revealed in the moonlight, or rather, it is not a road, but just a gap, as if it is a gap separated from the woods.

Lin Qing got up and climbed down the road directly, carefully sliding down with spider silk.

Sure enough, there is a trail trail under the roadbed of the highway, and there are artificially excavated borrowing points on the not low mountain wall for climbing, and a winding path leads to the depths of the woods, pointing directly to the direction of the Taipei Museum.

I don't know how this road came about, but Lin Qing is sure that Little Japan must take this road to sneak into the museum in order to successfully steal the "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map".

After thinking about it, Lin Qing took out his heartbeat sensor, and after making sure that there was no one around, he cautiously walked along the path to the depths.

The path should have been unwalked for a while, and in some places it was difficult to say that it was a road, and the newly grown vines had covered both sides of the road, and no one had passed for a long time, and branches and thorns covered the entire road.

Lin Qing walked for five minutes, and the clothes on his body had been torn in several places, all of which were scratched by tree branches.

The deeper he went, the more hidden the trail of the road became, and in the end, there was almost no road, and Lin Qing could only rely on his sense of direction to move in the direction of the museum.

Lin Qing estimated that he had walked for about an hour, and after a lot of hardships, after paying a brand new suit and turning into a beggar's outfit and a few wounds, he finally came to the foot of the mountain, and a low palace wall appeared in front of Lin Qing.

Lin Qing took out infrared detection glasses, carefully observed the surroundings of the palace wall, and did not find infrared detection equipment, and changed into monitoring detection glasses, but did not find a single monitoring around.

Gently over the wall, Lin Qing entered the scope of the Taipei Museum, the surrounding of the courtyard was quiet, there was no sound at all, Lin Qing was in front of the back garden of the No. 1 exhibition area, Zhishan Garden, Lin Qing took advantage of the night, and could vaguely see the top of the water pavilion and other buildings in the garden.

Taking out the heartbeat sensing device, there was no response within twenty meters around, Lin Qing cautiously groped over, and couldn't help scolding himself for wearing white clothes.

But I've come here, I can't take care of anything, just a few steps forward to the Zhishan Garden, through the Lake Center Pavilion of the Zhishan Garden, and then over the arch, you will go directly to the No. 1 exhibition area.

Lin Qing slowly approached the direction of the back garden step by step. Finally in the back garden edge location. There was a reaction on the heartbeat sensing device, and there were people near the hallways on either side of the water pavilion.

Lin Qing couldn't help frowning, the corridors on both sides of the Water Pavilion are the only way to pass here, and the Huxin Pavilion can only be approached from the other side, that is, the direction of the exhibition area.

Lin Qing took out the infrared detection equipment and looked to both sides, sure enough, the corridors on both sides were full of infrared detection instruments, and it was completely impossible to walk over quietly.

Changing into the monitoring and detection equipment again, the monitoring of the corridors on both sides was immediately marked in the glasses, one of which was not far from Lin Qing, but the direction was not Lin Qing's location.

After Lin Qing roughly figured out the defense situation here, he counted the red dots on the heartbeat sensor and quietly retreated.

As soon as he turned to leave, a bright light shot into Lin Qing's eyes, and Lin Qing looked back curiously.

It was the moonlight reflected from the surface of the lake, and the moon, which had been hiding in the clouds for most of the night, finally poked its head out and shone the white moonlight on the earth again.

Inspiration instantly drilled into Lin Qing's head, and Lin Qing, who thought of a way, immediately retreated, and a white figure quickly flipped over the low wall and disappeared into the thick night.

Half an hour later, Lin Qing returned to the highway, the original white suit has completely become a beggar's suit, all kinds of colors are mixed together, green, black, red, now Lin Qing said that he is engaged in art, it is estimated that others will believe it.

But Lin Qing didn't care, took out a bottle of beer from the space, raised his glass in the direction of the Taipei Museum, and said to himself: "Hello, Taipei Museum, hello "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map"!"