"Because you don't have so much property to redeem back, you can only use the way of stealing, a good international thief rain dragon, then, I will wait for the day when your reputation will become famous again!" Li Aichuan smiled, looking at Yulong, everyone has their own things to complete, Yulong is like this, Huang Xin is like this, Lang Bo and Slug's goal is to live a free life, and they are the same, and himself, his own goal, maybe it is Tian Xiaotian next to him, let their own life live well, let them be together forever, maybe this is now, Li Aichuan has to fight for their own goals. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is there anything like you?" Tian Xiaotian glanced at Li Aichuan, "Okay, don't encourage it, specifically instigate others to do thieves, one day Yulong misses, you can't get out of it!" ”

Glancing at Li Aichuan, Tian Xiaotian turned his head, looked at Yulong, and asked, "The first time I heard that your father was a painter and collector, who is he?" ”

"Van Helsing. Yard. ”

Tian Xiaotian shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of this name, but among the well-known painters, I know that there is a Van Helsing name, it is said that his oil paintings have magnificent colors, and he is a prominent figure in the modern neo-romantic faction, is it your father?" ”

Yulong nodded, "My father is Dutch, my mother is Chinese, I grew up in the Netherlands, the representative of the new romantic attention to oil painting you are talking about, is my father Van Helsing, the day he died, I was just fifteen years old, all his collections and paintings disappeared without a trace, I heard the gunshots, to rush to my father's studio, it was only more than ten minutes, but in such a short time, the items in the entire studio were gone, and the rest was my father lying on the ground, He wanted to say something to me as if he had been shot in the chest, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just wrote a sentence with blood splattered on the ground......"

Everyone was immediately interested, and Slug frowned, and then asked, "What did he write, did he tell you the clues and the name of his murderer?" ”

Yulong Xuan'er seemed to be immersed in the events of that day, but he stayed away from the pain, shook his head, and said calmly, "Father's lungs were ejected through, so he couldn't speak anymore, and after supporting for less than a few minutes, he died of massive blood loss, and when he was dying, he dipped his hand in blood on the ground and wrote a string of eagle letters, and the letters 'Fonget' are translated as 'forget'!" ”

Everyone's faces showed strange looks, Yulong said that his father was killed, and the clue before he died turned out to be a string of eagle letters' written 'Fonget' to forget, this is not a person's name, and few people in English will use such a noun as their own name, Tian Xiaotian seemed to think of something, and then said, "Speaking of which, does your father want you to forget everything that happened that day, so that you don't want to pursue it?" ”

Yulong nodded, and then said, "I also think so, my father's expression before he died, and the words he wrote down, should make me forget everything that happened that day, maybe because the opponent is too terrible, revenge is not something I can do, so warn me to forget all this and let me start again"

"What was in your father's studio before the incident?" Lang Bo asked tentatively.

"What clues do you want to find, in fact, this matter, I have been thinking back and forth about the situation of the day, and also imagined all possible situations, my father's studio has several tons of various collections from different countries and thousands of picture scrolls, in the gunfire of more than ten minutes, everything in the studio disappeared without a trace, not only the picture scrolls, but also several tons of collections, also swept away......

Yulong paused, and then said, "Father's studio is on the third floor of the villa, he set it up there, just to facilitate the first rays of sunlight every morning, and in addition to two breathable glass, the studio is a lockable code door, if the other party is peeking at his father's painting, it is okay, although my father is not a very famous painter, but an ordinary painting can be worth at least tens of thousands of yuan, but some of my father's collections, many of them are valuable, But some are just ordinary national specialties, such as ceramics and wood carvings, these are worthless things, if the other party is here for these collections, and do things so decisively and mysteriously, unbelievable, saying that he is an illiterate mediocre hand, but I am afraid that no one can believe it, then since he is a veteran, why spend a lot of effort to move all the collections, including those worthless but very heavy wood carvings, also moved away, all this is too incredible, It may only be possible to explain it clearly by using FO. ”

A look of surprise appeared on Lang Bo's face, from what Yulong said at the time, if it was said that in just over ten minutes after the gunshots rang out, the manpower and material resources that would be consumed to transport away something weighing several tons were not at all possible under that kind of situation, such an unbelievable situation, it is estimated that Lang Bo has been on an errand for so many years, and it is also the first time he has encountered it, he and Slug looked at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Li Aichuan, Huang Xin and Tian Xiaotian were also stunned in place, what Yulong encountered, it really makes people feel tricky to say, just like watching a detective film, but it is more bizarre than a detective film, there have been thieves in history who stole a fire workshop car that was moving, and afterwards the train entered the platform, only to find that it was missing a carriage, but like this, a few tons of objects suddenly disappeared from a small space like the studio, maybe such a person can do it, not a magician, You can also apply for the Guinness World Record for Fastest Moving.

Li Aichuan pondered for a moment, and then said, "What about your mother at that time, where was she?" ”

Yulong recalled and said, "My memory, my mother and father often quarreled, my father was a working man who was rumored around, had his own career, rarely accompanied my mother, the two often disagreed for many things, and in the end, my mother finally left, leaving me and my father, they divorced when I was seven years old, my mother was young and beautiful, and most importantly, the man she married knew how to accompany her everywhere, and would not snub her because of work, until now, the news of my father's death has not been told to her, I just watched her from afar, 'She has a new family, she has a happy daughter, I don't want to disturb her happiness for these things. ”