"It's time to go!"

Xiang Xiaotian raised his wrist and looked at his watch, the pointer was pointing at 7 o'clock, and there was still one and a half hours before Zheng Ziqi's press conference.

Outside the window, the night had been blurred like thick ink, and a rising full moon was obscured by the tall buildings in front of him. The Jingtong Expressway shrouded in moonlight, the crowded traffic is like a caterpillar full of bright spots, slowly squirming forward.

"Just the two of us?"

Ali stood up from the couch, carrying the bag he had already prepared.

"Hmm." Xiang Xiaotian nodded very affirmatively.

"I'm afraid that Brad Peake and the angels will also be here today, don't you bring a few more brothers?"

"No, there are too many people, but it is a burden. Let's go. ”

Xiang Xiaotian tightened the strap on his wrist, walked quickly to the door of the office, and stopped, there were already five or six fallen angels standing at the door, led by Ah Hao.

Xiang Xiaotian turned around, stretched out his hand and gently dusted off the dust on Ah Hao's shoulder, "I'll leave it to you here tonight." ”

"Don't worry, boss, I promise not even a single mosquito will fly in." Ah Hao looked ahead and said categorically.

Xiang Xiaotian nodded and strode towards the elevator room.

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Ali held the steering wheel in his hand, and while shuttling through the traffic, he tilted his head back and said to Xiang Xiaotian in the back seat:

"Boss, you're about to arrive at the venue, what's the plan?"

Xiang Xiaotian raised his eyelids: "Of course, before Zheng Ziqi said my name, I kidnapped her." ”

"But there are so many reporters on the scene, and there are stinky angels like Brad Peake, even if we can defeat Brad Peake and kidnap people, we will definitely be caught by the media cameras, which is a bit more than worth the loss." Ali said worriedly.

Xiang Xiaotian couldn't help but sneer, and said in a faint tone with some disdain: "You are like that poor bee, you only know how to desperately hit the glass forward, but you don't know that the other window next to you is open. ”

"Bees?" Ali scratched his cheek blankly, not understanding why the boss would talk about the bee's head for no reason.

Xiang Xiaotian let out a depressed breath from his nostrils, "How can I have a subordinate like you, I should really throw you into the pigsty." ”

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At 8:15 p.m., Ali drove into the parking lot of the Shangri-La Hotel.

Xiang Xiaotian put on glasses and a peaked cap, and got out of the car completely dressed as a reporter, and Ali, who got off the driver's seat in front of him, was already dressed as a reporter.

The two entered the hotel lobby, and the reception staff had already set up a sign-in table at the door, and the background board of the conference was erected behind the sign-in desk.

"Let's sign in, two media teachers." The little girl behind the sign-in desk smiled and stretched out her hand to make a gesture of invitation to the sign-in book.

Xiang Xiaotian nodded, picked up the signature pen, found the column of "Kyoto Times" in the sign-in book, and wrote the names Ma Yu and Yang Tianqi on the back.

"Okay, the venue is in the Weiran Hall on the right-hand side."

Xiang Xiaotian hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile and calmly walked in the direction of the Azure Hall.

In the parking lot five minutes ago, Xiang Xiaotian and Ali shoved two stunned reporters from the Kyoto Times into the trunk of their car, took off their media cards and put them around their necks, and then slammed the tailgate shut.

Entering the Azure Hall, Xiang Xiaotian and Ali found a less conspicuous position and sat down.

Xiang Xiaotian raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and there were still 3 minutes left, and the press conference officially began.

There was a prompt sound from the speaker to "turn the phone to silent", Xiang Xiaotian and Ali cooperated to turn the phone to silent, they didn't want to be noticed because the phone rang.

At 8:30, Zheng Ziqi stepped on high heels and walked quickly to the microphone in the center of the stage, looking a little tired.

"Friends from the media and the police, hello everyone, I'm singer Zheng Ziqi. I am here today to hold this press conference to make a public disclosure of information about the theft of the famous painting "Angels and Maidens" that I purchased five days ago. ”

"I bought this painting for 200 million yuan at an art auction in Kyoto not long ago, and after the auction, I kept it in my collection at home."

"Five days ago, on the evening of about 12 o'clock in the evening, the door of the studio was opened by two thieves, and there were two people in the studio at that time, my neighbor Miss Yu, and we were admiring the painting. The thieves knocked Miss Yu unconscious and ...... me again."

When he said this, Zheng Ziqi hesitated for a moment, paused, and then continued: "Restrained me again and stole the "Angel and the Girl". ”

"When the thieves left, they destroyed the surveillance information I installed in the house, and it seemed that they did it seamlessly, but they still did not do it, leaving behind an important piece of evidence that was enough to prove their identity."

Zheng Ziqi stopped suddenly, as if he wanted to hang everyone's appetite, causing a slight commotion among the media in the audience.

"What kind of evidence is it? Say it! ”

"When the gangsters got the painting and were about to leave the room, because of negligence, they accidentally pointed their pupils at the pupil recognition camera on the door lock, they didn't know that this camera had a camera saving function. In other words, I now have a photo of the pupil of one of the thieves, and I just need to hand it over to the police for comparison and screening, and I can quickly determine who the thief is. ”

Hearing this, Xiang Xiaotian's back didn't feel a layer of coolness, he didn't expect that the pupil unlock camera actually had the function of camera saving, when he came out that day, he didn't change the appearance of the pupil for a while, so he aimed directly at the camera......

"And," Zheng Ziqi's voice continued, "based on the content of their conversation, I can be sure that they are the top managers of a certain university. As for which university, I don't know which one it is right now, but I will give the name of the university to the police to narrow down the scope of their search. ”

"Next, I will release this photo of the pupils, and if the media friends need this photo, they can find my agent to copy it after the press conference. Trouble the staff and cast this picture on the big screen. ”

Zheng Ziqi turned his head to look at the big screen behind him, waiting for the pupil photo to appear.

At this moment, all the lights in the venue suddenly went out without warning, and the entire venue seemed to fall into a deep and dark cave in an instant.

"How? What's the power outage? ”

"How can such a big hotel not even have a backup generator?"

"It can't be a terrorist attack, right?"

"Could it be an earthquake?"

……

For a moment, people fell into uneasy conjecture.

Someone turned on the light on their phone and shone it around, trying to see if there was a hotel staff to solve the problem, or even to explain what was going on.

And just now, the moment the lights went out, Xiang Xiaotian got up from his seat and jumped out in the direction where Zheng Ziqi was.

Zheng Ziqi seemed to see two dark blue ghost fires flickering and jumping in the darkness, which were exactly Xiang Xiaotian's eyes.

Xiang Xiaotian really took the bait.

The corners of Zheng Ziqi's mouth lifted slightly, and he stepped on a switch on the floor with his foot. With a "bang", a square crack suddenly appeared on the floor, and Zheng Ziqi fell from the crack silently.

Then there was a soft "bang", and the floor closed tightly.

Seeing that Zheng Ziqi would be caught soon, Xiang Xiaotian suddenly felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and Zheng Ziqi, who was standing here just now, was gone.

This change was so unexpected that Xiang Xiaotian's heart couldn't help but jump a few times suddenly, and he was a little dazed for a while.

At this moment, the lights of the venue suddenly turned on, and the chasing light of the stage suddenly hit Xiang Xiaotian's body.

The dazzling white light pierced Xiang Xiaotian's eyes almost unable to open, and he tried to squint, but found that he couldn't see anything.

He stood on the stage dumbfounded, like a gambler who had lost everything.

"Boss, run!" Ali's screams rang out from the audience.

Run?! I, Xiang Xiaotian, actually want to run? What a joke!

"That's him! He was the one who stole the paintings! He just wanted to kill me, everyone catch him! Zheng Ziqi's voice came out of the speaker.

The police officers on one side of the venue pulled out their pistols and began to carefully surround them.

And the photojournalists who stood on the edge of the stage were excited like shit, and pointed the cameras in their hands at Xiang Xiaotian on the stage without exception.

"Boss!"

Ali roared, rushed to the stage, grabbed Xiang Xiaotian's arm, and dragged him off the stage.

Xiang Xiaotian raised his head in a daze to look at Ah Li, and saw that his face was completely hidden in the hideous devil mask, and suddenly remembered, didn't he also wear a mask? I couldn't help but reach out and touch my face, yes, I was indeed wearing a mask.

It's just that when the spotlight came down just now, Xiang Xiaotian's mind was a little foggy for a while, and he forgot that he was wearing a mask.

yes, I'm still wearing a mask? It's not over yet!

Xiang Xiaotian jumped down, jumped off the stage, grabbed a reporter casually, and threw it at the police officers who surrounded him. Like a scarecrow, the reporter rose into the air and arced in the air.

Several policemen hurriedly reached out to pick them up, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang", and the reporter crashed into the bodies of several policemen, and the policemen were knocked to the ground and got up for half a day.

The reporter was unharmed, and sat on the ground with a pale face, gasping for breath in horror.

Look at Xiang Xiaotian again, where is there any trace of him?!

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The roar of the engine.

A black Audi A8 roared out of the Shangri-La Hotel's parking lot.

"Quick, get back to school." Xiang Xiaotian ordered in a frustrated manner.

"Boss, we've escaped, and those strips haven't chased after us, so we don't have to rush back in such a hurry." Ali said with a relaxed face.

"Don't you understand? It's a trap! ”

Ali shrugged his eyebrows and said, "It's a trap, but we weren't caught by them, haha, that Brad Peake is just that!" ”

"You're such a pig brain, do you think their purpose is to catch us? Their real purpose should be the painting. We've fallen for Brad Peake's trick! This old guy is really not to be underestimated! Hurry up! ”

Ali stepped on the gas pedal hard and drove the car, sliding around in the traffic like a loach.

"Boss, you don't have to worry too much, isn't there still Ah Hao over there? Besides, even if they could actually get into the office, the painting was so hidden that they wouldn't be able to find it. Ali said confidently.

"I hope the painting is safe and sound." Xiang Xiaotian leaned heavily on the back seat, closed his eyes, and stretched out his fingers to rub his somewhat sore eye sockets.