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Chapter 287 Stop teasing your mother!

After seeing his location and general environment clearly, Li Jun clicked Start.

With a soft sound, a white circle pushed the door in and stopped at the sofa next to the small table.

"Hey," the person behind the desk seemed to stand up hastily to greet someone when he found someone pushing the door open, with a bit of surprise and awe in his voice, "Mr. Liu, why are you here?"

Ok?
Li Jun was slightly taken aback.

He guessed that this was the curator's room, and the person behind the desk was the curator.I originally thought that the curator was the person with the highest status in the art museum, but listening to such a respectful voice, does Mr. Liu have a higher status than him?
"Hi, Director Jin, thank you, thank you for sending me the photos the day before yesterday. Excellent work, excellent work! Hahahaha."

The voice of the visitor sounded smooth and friendly, with a slightly non-standard dialect accent, making people think of a little old businessman, smiling and greeting, cupping his hands, and giving a thumbs up full of praise.

Curator Jin sighed, and smiled awkwardly: "It's a small matter, don't say anything! Just take a look at my high-resolution photos for yourself, but don't spread them to the outside world!"

Li Jun stroked his chin, and first marked the names of the two voice sources.

I don't know if he was too suspicious, and felt that there was something wrong with Director Jin.

From the conversation between the two, it can be seen that Director Jin and Mr. Liu are not subordinates, so why was Director Jin's attitude so respectful at the beginning?
Or did he secretly reveal some kind of secret, so he didn't want to meet Mr. Liu?
"The method of counterfeiting famous paintings is now very clever!"

Just as Director Jin was sighing, the phone rang.

Li Jun subconsciously touched his pocket, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, confused: "No one called me?"

He was stunned for a moment before he realized that this seemed to be the ringtone of the phone in the game!
Mr. Liu blamed himself and complained: "Hey, my phone is old..."

The phone stops ringing.

"Ah, it's okay hehehe." Mr. Liu laughed, he seemed to have switched off the phone, and said a witty thing, "Fake, do you think I look like me?"

Curator Jin also laughed awkwardly but politely: "Ah, this...doesn't look like..."

Li Jun frowned.

Mr. Liu's words mean that he is in the business of buying and selling paintings?
Inexplicably making such a joke, he suddenly felt that Mr. Liu was very suspicious.

The so-called, the most dangerous place in the world is the safest place.

Like Li Zhongwen framed his brother in the last case, he didn't act like he wanted to report it because of justice, but bluntly expressed his resentment towards his brother, so as to reduce the police's suspicion.

This Mr. Liu may also be using the same trick, deliberately joking to reduce his suspiciousness.

When the phone rang again, Mr. Liu let out a "tsk" and complained, "Oh, why are you here again?"

I cut off the phone and continued: "Oh, I'm just kidding. I just like to collect it. I want to see the appearance in advance. Don't you see that the money is ready for this? Master's work, then I will definitely buy it. "

Li Jun nodded. It turns out that Mr. Liu is a collector.

Curator Jin hesitated and said hesitantly, "But, I'm afraid today..."

Mr. Liu's phone rang again, and Director Jin said helplessly, "You can answer it, it's okay."

After several phone calls, even the tactful Mr. Liu could no longer act nonchalantly: "Ah, I just came here to thank you. Then you are busy first, and I will answer it."

If it is not a very important matter, no one will continue to call after the phone is hung up continuously.

Li Jun manipulated the villain and followed Mr. Liu, hoping to hear some information.

As soon as I went out, I heard a clear sentence: "Hey, how do I get to the storage room?"

"there!"

"&*%@!@#..."

What the fuck?

Li Jun was a little confused.

After a closer look, it turned out that there were three sound sources speaking at the same time in the exhibition hall, and the different voices mixed together, which made him a little at a loss.

He rewinds the audio, this time sticking close to Mr. Liu, listening carefully.

Mr. Liu lowered his voice, as if speaking with his own throat: "Crooked? Don't fuck with your mother! &*%@!@#..."

Li Jun couldn't laugh or cry.

After listening to it several times, I realized that the previous sentence was a curse!

This Mr. Liu speaks with an accent and keeps his voice down. There are other people in the exhibition hall communicating with each other.

The difficulty of trying to hear what he said clearly is no less than throwing a light plastic bag into the trash can from a distance of 3 meters!

"Anyway, Mr. Liu has a big problem."

"Oh, hello? Secretary Ma!" Mr. Liu seemed to have picked up a new call after muttering something, "Oh, I'll be at the door soon, I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon!"

This time he spoke with a higher voice, no longer concealed, and his accent did not deliberately use an accent, so that Li Jun could hear him clearly.

Mr. Liu entered a small fan-shaped room above the art gallery, closed the door, and the hustle and bustle outside immediately dissipated.

This fan-shaped room seems to be a lounge, with a bookshelf full of books standing in the corner, some small stools and sofas in the middle, and two white circles sitting across the table.

One of the 7 voice sources to be marked is the secretary, and Mr. Liu just said to the "Secretary Ma" on the phone, "We are at the door, we will be there soon", so it seems that the person opposite him should be.

Mr. Liu's voice sounded very happy: "Hey, thanks to your information, I didn't expect this master to play it like this! Today, as soon as this painting is circulated on the market, I will go out and buy it immediately. This time, if I made a fortune, I must thank you again! Okay?"

Li Jun thought about it.

In the conversation between Mr. Liu and Director Jin, he mentioned, "I will buy the master's paintings."

He came today for the master painting.

But Secretary Ma revealed a secret, this master played a trick.

Anyway, this Secretary Ma should be an internal staff member of the art museum, and he is not a good person if he acts as an insider and colludes with outsiders to leak internal information.

Secretary Ma spoke, her voice sounded coquettish, charming, and shrewd. It turned out to be a woman: "It's a little effort, Mr. Liu, you are welcome. However, I advise you not to bother looking for paintings outside, the collection market is full of chaos. !"

Mr. Liu lowered his voice, as if he was not sure about the meaning of her words, and asked cautiously, "Secretary Ma, what do you mean?"

"I've told you about Master's good intentions. Since it will be stolen sooner or later, I'll be close to the water tower, hum. Please take a look." Secretary Ma chuckled lightly, his voice light and joyful.

Oh?
Sooner or later it's all stolen?

Li Jun felt that he had found a lot of information: "The master who made the famous painting arranged for the theft of the famous painting because of some good intentions?"

He thought about it again. When Mr. Liu was chatting with Director Jin, Mr. Jin was a little reluctant to speak up, hesitating, and guessed: "It seems that Mr. Jin knows that the paintings are going to be stolen, so it's no wonder he has to ask Mr. Liu to buy them."

However, Secretary Ma was greedy and wanted to use this opportunity to make a fortune, turning "fake stolen" into "real stolen".

Master and curator Jin, who are insiders, took the initiative to arrange the theft, and when they found out something was wrong afterwards, they probably didn't want to call the police and damage their reputation, so they could only eat Coptis chinensis in silence, unable to explain their hardships, and Secretary Ma might become a Biggest winner.

It's a good plan!

Mr. Liu couldn't tell if it was panic, or he was shocked by Secretary Ma's boldness, and his voice was hoarse: "Did you take the painting?"

(End of this chapter)