Chapter 8 Ancient Paintings
The tallest office building in Beijing, designed by designer MY himself, uses the most advanced light sensing technology and has been successfully shortlisted for the World Architectural Design Competition and won the first prize with extremely high green energy utilization.
"Who?"
After hanging up Mu Qing's phone, he caught a glimpse of a figure scolding towards the window.
Mu Yunye climbed up the rope with a strange way, jumped into an office, and the person below came to the window and put the rope away, as if what the person saw just now was an illusion.
Mu Yunye squatted on the ground and did not move, knowing that the footsteps of the man leaving came, so he slowly stood up, straightened his waist and walked towards the target office.
Before coming up again, the cameras on this floor have been changed, and the footage that is now playing in the monitoring room is the footage from thirty seconds ago.
Thirty seconds, that's enough.
Use a professional tool to open the target office, dodge in, and close the door for exactly thirty seconds.
"Boss, the surveillance in the room has been blocked. The underground auction house has already sent someone to pick up the painting, so you only have twenty seconds. ”
After a familiar voice came from the earphones, Mu Yunye started to act.
In the middle of the office is a transparent safe, which houses the old paintings that will be sold in the underground auction tonight.
I took out a laser pointer from my bag and scratched it on the glass, and with a gentle push, the glass shattered.
took out the ancient painting and put it in the backpack at random, and when there was a sound of the key turning, Mu Yunye jumped directly from the window, and in mid-air, a parachute was opened.
"Bang", after the door was opened, the person who took the painting saw a pile of glass shards, and felt a breath of despair rushing to his face.
Obviously, the news has been released that the ancient painting is in Xia Ming Villa, but the painting was still stolen, is there an inner ghost?
Before he could argue, he was dragged out by two men in black behind him.
Underground auction house.
In the box, two men in black threw the pale man to the ground and retreated.
The man on the ground looked up tremblingly and looked at a man in a black suit cooking tea, and behind the man, stood a woman with a pale face.
The sound of the murmuring water hit his last psychological defense.
"Master Lu, spare me, spare me!" The man on the ground knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lu Fu, leaving a pool of blood on the floor.
Lu Fu poured the cooked green tea into the valuable teacup, gently put down the teapot, and then looked at the man kneeling in front of him.
The delicate brows furrowed, and a cold and elegant voice came, "Mr. Wang Qi, you have soiled my floor. ”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wang Qi trembled and wiped the blood on the ground with his sleeve, while secretly observing Lu Fu's expression.
"You swore to me when you owed money, and I hate people who don't keep their word the most."
As soon as the man waved his hand, Wang Qi was pulled out and ended his life with a scream.
The assistant standing behind Lu Fu stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Sir, what about the ancient painting?" ”
Lu Fu didn't like others to call him boss and thought it was a bit vulgar, so the people around him called him Mr.
The slender fingers picked up the teacup, but only took a sip.
"If you lose it, you lose it, you can steal things right under your nose, do you think the ancient paintings can be recovered?"
With his arms on the back of the sofa, he was a little free and easy.
After a while, Lu Fu came out of the box and said to the manager standing at the door of the box: "Remember to clean the box." ”
"Yes." The manager looked at Wang Qi who was pulled out, and still had palpitations.
This manager had just been promoted, and before he had time to rejoice, he understood the reason for the sudden disappearance of the previous manager.
Looking at the leather shoes that were about to leave, they suddenly stopped again, and I was shocked.
"Don't be smart in the future, that kind of woman, dirty my eyes."
When the footsteps of leather shoes on the wooden floor completely disappeared, the manager raised his head, already in a cold sweat.
After a while, his face returned.
After driving the women in the box out, quickly arrange for someone to clean Lu Fu's exclusive box.