I let go of the hand that had been clasping Qin Siyan's shoulder and apologized to him. I don't even think about what the bald lady meant. At that moment, I even felt a sense of helplessness that I had never felt before. When I arrived at Wang Puyuan's office, there was already a man wearing bandages sitting inside. He saw me come in and smiled at me, I really couldn't remember such a person, so I asked Wang Puyuan directly what happened.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the confrontational people in the square, and said to me, "If you are willing to come to me, count it as your creation." I also just learned something from this brother's mouth-

When the bandage man saw me looking at him, he smiled again: "Little brother, don't you remember me?" Counting this time, we can see three sides-

I thought about it for a long time, but the fat man reacted first: "I**, you kid hasn't died after being beaten like that, and your life is hard enough-

When I heard the fat man say this, I remembered that the man with a thick bandage on his head was none other than one of the men in black in the cornfield that day. I thought to myself, when you were a tough guy, how to blink an eye was reversed. It seems that the old man must have given him a lot of benefits, it is really easy to block with a sword, and it is difficult to guard against sugarcoating. But at the moment I don't care at all why he turned to Old Man Wang, I only want to know one thing - what happened to the museum last night, and where Shirley Young is.

Old man Wang saw that I was really anxious, so he didn't sell it, and opened the window to explain the vernacular: "They are a group of six people, and they came to the United States to find something after accepting other people's benefits." They committed the case in the museum, and they stole the map of my royal family. As for yesterday's fire, ** not far from ten, they did it too-

The bandage man didn't wait for Old Man Wang to finish speaking, and immediately explained: "Yesterday's fire had nothing to do with me at all, they did it-

I didn't care if he was involved or not, grabbed him by the collar and asked, "Why did you steal the mask from the museum?" How's that female researcher? -

He was pulled by me like this, and he screamed in pain, probably because the wound was cracked, he hurriedly covered his face and said, "This little brother, don't be excited, don't be excited." I have to talk about this slowly, and I can't rush it-

The bandage man's name is Jiang Ping, and his family has been doing Lu Ban's work for generations. The craftsmanship was passed on to his generation, and he didn't do anything serious, and all he did was some crooked business of stealing chickens and dogs. Half a month ago, a young man with a very tall man with a scarf around his neck came to his door and asked to make a deal with him-

He gave me a sum of money and said that someone would contact me after a while, and that he would just follow that person when the time came. The benefits were only a little more, the bandage man continued, and about a week after he left, three men and a woman came to the door and said that the owner had introduced me to take me to the United States for a big deal. I didn't say yes at first, because I thought there was something strange about it, and I didn't know that I could do business in the United States as soon as I came up. Later, one of the big men who was rough and rough said that we went abroad to settle a few things, and that the owner would share more benefits with us after the matter was completed. What's more, I already know about it, and if I don't join the gang, I can only say goodbye. Ladies and gentlemen, I was indeed forced, and it was all under their coercion to embark on this point of no return--At this point, he paused, - Our itinerary is very urgent, and it is all up to the big black man to decide. I've tried to inquire about a few other people, but everyone is tight. I only know that the woman seems to be a cartographer of the Academy of Sciences, and she has a lot to do with that black man. As soon as I arrived in the United States, the black man gave me an architectural drawing and asked me if there was any way to blend in without leaving any traces. I said that this is easy to do, and Jiang Jiazu has many clever methods. I just don't know what kind of baby we want to follow. The big black man said that this matter has nothing to do with me, I am only responsible for picking locks and making holes, and others are responsible for other things. I thought it would be a good thing to have a clear division of labor, but when I broke through the walls of the museum, I realized that something was wrong, they were not only stealing, but also killing. I wanted to run at the time, but the big black man said that there was still one thing that I didn't have in hand, and I had to do my best. Later, as you all know, we planted a heel in the old hero's house and caught him. But I don't regret it at all, if it weren't for the old hero Wang, how could I change my face and be a new person. Your beating is not an education, you are my reborn parents! Wang Lao Hero! -

I asked Jiang Ping who was arrested with him that day, Jiang Ping glanced at Old Man Wang, and then said: "That guy is in charge of going into the house to get things, and the big black man calls him 'Long-legged Li' - looking at Jiang Ping's expression, the 'Long-legged Li' who was knocked off is probably no longer alive." Old man Wang acted viciously and showed no mercy to those who had no use value. I think Jiang Ping was lured by the old man on the one hand, and more coerced by the old man, so he had to betray others in order to protect himself.

Qin Siyan asked him, "Since you have already succeeded in the museum, why did you set fire to the murder yesterday?" -

This is also the question I am most concerned about, and I hurriedly pricked up my ears to listen to Jiang Ping's explanation. He shook his head and said, "Everyone, I was locked up in the farm by Wang Lao Hero last night. I really don't have my share in the arson, but I've heard the big black man say that the things that the old foreign man is studying are very bad for the actions of the owner, and he needs to get rid of them. So I expected that yesterday's incident was not far from ten, and it had something to do with them-

The fat man slapped his thigh, jumped up and said, "That's right, we were on the farm last night, and we came down the mountain when it was almost dawn." We have witnesses, and we're not afraid of those cops-

Qin Siyan nodded: "Yes, your alibi is very sufficient, even if this matter goes to court, don't worry-

In fact, I'm not worried about being wanted at all, I'm more concerned about the purpose of this group of people in black, the mask of the Inca princess and the treasure map of the royal family are not related to each other at all, not to mention that the Taiyi chief said that the map must be matched with the ring to determine the coordinates. Those men in black were simply doing useless work by only taking the map. And where is the mysterious proprietor behind them, and why do they do everything possible to gather a group of talented people to come to the museum to steal the collection.

At this time, Wang Puyuan suddenly said a crucial sentence, which woke me up at once. He asked me, "Do you remember how the old ghost died?" -

Originally, I didn't have too many associations, but Wang Puyuan's words gave me an idea like an enlightenment. I hurriedly asked Jiang Ping: "The young man you mentioned, the big boss who came to you at the beginning, what does he look like?" -

Jiang Ping was frightened by me, and hurriedly replied: "He is quite tall and looks like a human." However, he spoke in a low voice, wearing a scarf - Wang Puyuan listened to his words and said to me with a smile: "You understand now? -

The person in Jiang Ping's mouth was the culprit who murdered Old Man Sang that day. All of a sudden, all kinds of clues came together. I couldn't wait to ask Wang Puyuan: "If it's really him, then why didn't he take the ring on my hand?" -

Wang Puyuan didn't answer my question, but took out a copy from the drawer of his desk, and said, "You look at this first, and then think about why for yourself-

I picked up the copy and looked at it a few times, only to see that it was marked with mountains and rivers, and there were some strange symbols, which looked like a map. Jiang Ping leaned over to take a look and sat down on the ground: "What, this map is still with you?" -

Wang Puyuan sneered: "Of course, what you stole is the original, but haven't you thought that it has been in my hands for more than forty years, and I won't keep a few spare copies?" -

I looked at this photocopy, and suddenly my mouth was opened: since Wang Puyuan has a copy of the map, how can the thoughtful bamboo pole not get the copy of the emerald ring after following the old man Sang for so many years? He had already left a way back for himself, no wonder he withdrew so quickly when he was in Nanjing, it turned out that he came prepared. This kid's purpose from the beginning was to leave the overlord seal behind by Taiyi. He originally wanted to wait for the old man to pass away, and logically take over the - Yiyuan Zhai -, and take the ring, but then a sudden change made him have to show his true face in advance, so he had no choice but to steal the map first, and then pin his hopes on the mold of the ring. The reason why he was quietly concentrating on lurking at first. I am afraid that it is because he is suspicious by nature and does not do uncertain things, and is afraid that he will not be able to read the secrets in the map only with the fakes in his hand.

In a few moments, I sorted out the relationship between the before and after. He was about to collect evidence from Wang Puyuan. The office door was suddenly opened from the outside. Xiao Wang Ba held up his gun and said happily: "Grandpa, I have captured this police leader!" -