"Captain, they were the ones who made the first move, and the junior was pushed out by them."

Outside the door of the security room, Jian Shurou anxiously explained to the security captain, and she was still very angry.She could see clearly that it was the others who moved first.

Duan Jia is the victim!
Now, the "murderer" was standing in the hall swaggeringly, but Duan Jia was locked up.

Is there any reason.

But the captain had his own considerations, he had no intention of backing down, and said:

"We have surveillance here, and I learned about the matter. But my duty is to maintain order in the museum. Your friend did not cause trouble, but he is the root of this farce."

It was unfair, but it worked out well.

As soon as the arrested kid entered the hall, other people pointed at him.If he doesn't rush into the crowd, he won't be attacked by others.

After the captain took the man away, besides applause, the hall quickly restored order.

This is what their security wanted.

If it were another person, Jian Shurou would understand their actions, but now her boyfriend is locked up, how can she forget it?
She threatened:

"You have restricted his personal freedom. If you don't let him go, I will call the police."

With that said, she took out her phone.

She really wanted to do this, at worst, she would leave the museum after getting Duan Jia out.

The Kyoto Art Museum has a large collection, each of which is priceless. As the captain of the security here, he has caught thieves and accompanied the leaders on inspections.Calling the police will scare him?

Then the captain advised:
"Miss, it is your freedom to call the police. But I must remind you that fighting in public places is illegal. If you must call the police, please consider the possibility of your friend being detained."

Every piece of work in the exhibition hall has a unit price of more than one million.

Fortunately, the exhibits were not damaged, otherwise, the staff of the museum would be the first to call the police.

The captain's words made Jian Shurou hesitate.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

At this time, her unreliable younger brother, Jian Congwu, came up and said:
"Captain, make an offer!"

If he hadn't been worried about his elder sister, he wouldn't have cared about Duan Jia's life.

Throwing money, this is his usual method, and it is also the most effective way.

But this time he hit the iron plate.

The captain shook his head and said:
"Young master, if you really don't need money, I can give you a suggestion. If you spend money to get those boys in the hall to leave, I'll let them go immediately."

I don't know how the arrested kid offended them. He was ridiculed and attacked as soon as he showed up.

If the two sides do not fight, the security guards are of course more inclined to solve the party that is easy to be controlled.

Arresting a person can calm the incident, and right or wrong is not so important.

The way he said, Jian Congwu can bear it, but besides the students in the hall, there are a few senior figures in Kyoto. It is not good for them to see the young master of the Jian family throwing money in public.

Xia Xingying, who was standing by the side, saw that the siblings of the Jian family had lost their minds, so she stepped forward and suggested:
"How about we ask senior sister Lan for help?"

Lan Lang must have a good relationship with the curator if he can put the painting here.

Her words may be of some use.

Jiang Fang also agreed, and pulled Jian Xiaohua towards the hall.

But the person they want to save, Duan Jia, has been very quiet since entering the security room, and he didn't defend himself, let alone have the idea of ​​leaving in a hurry.

Because the surveillance video is playing here.

That's right, the camera is above that work, and from the surveillance, it can be clearly seen that several masters standing in front are discussing the works on the wall.

Isn't this the purpose of his effort to get into the crowd?

At this time, Duan Jia was sticking to the side of the monitor, listening to the noisy voices with his head turned.

"Smooth, profound skill, no stroke is superfluous."

"It's the artistic conception."

"I heard that his studio is next to Kyoto University. Boss Tong, why don't we go there in the afternoon."

"Alright, let's talk about cooperation by the way."

"It was done in one go, the illustrator never wastes his draft, I believe it."

"Young talent!"

In the hall, the few bosses standing at the front stared at the work, and there was an endless stream of praise.

Not far away, Jian Shurou, who was frustrated at the security office, came over.

Those students who pushed Duan Jia down were still standing there, gesticulating with their hands, their faces were full of joy, as if they were still celebrating their success in beating the milk tea man to the ground.

In their eyes, it was just an innocuous slapstick, a prank.

But when Jian Shurou approached, they realized that Xiaohua's face was gloomy, she had lost her usual cool temperament, and her eyes were full of anger.

She is angry.

Duan Jia didn't provoke them, and when he was away from home, no matter how bad his previous relationship was, he was still a classmate.

To do so is too much.

Seeing this scene, they realized that they had really annoyed the school beauty.

I feel even more dissatisfied.

What's so good about that milk tea man, why can he stand beside Xiaohua.

They are all college students, so can't the school belle take a second look at them?

Until Jian Shurou was two or three steps away from them, under the creepy aura, those students all restrained their smiles and did not dare to look directly at the school belle.

One of them explained in a low voice: "We just made a joke with grandma... my junior."

But it's too late to say anything.

The facts were before their eyes, they no longer maliciously smeared Duan Jia on the Internet with a few keystrokes, but directly used violence.

If it was at school, the school flower would definitely ask the principal to expel these guys immediately.

But now, Jian Shurou didn't want to see them at all.

He stopped in his tracks, moved the corner of his mouth, and spit out a word, "Get lost!"

The voice was not loud, but it terrified everyone present.

They have never seen such a school beauty, full of anger and fragrant mouth.

They all froze in place, speechless.

The scene was suddenly quiet, and was noticed by the chatterers in front of them, and they all turned their heads to check the situation outside, including Lan Lang.

When she saw Jian Shurou with a fierce face, she closed her eyes, shook her head and sighed.

Isn't it just that the junior is being bullied?

Not everyone is born into a wealthy family. Sooner or later, the juniors will be beaten by the society.

What's more, he still got into a fight with the students of our school, and didn't kick out all the students of Kyoto University. The curator is already giving face!
A bunch of little brats, who are emotional, can easily affect making money.

But suddenly, she suddenly opened her eyes again, Jian Shurou didn't even care about her own image because of Duan Jia's matter.

The lines that had been broken before seemed to be connected again.

No way!
Maybe Duan Jia is an illustrator?

At this moment, two more people walked in from the entrance of the exhibition hall, chatting and laughing, and walked here slowly.

Soon, Curator Lin recognized the identity of the visitor, and shouted:

"President Li!"

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