Top Secret Entrustment [Rebirth]

The blunt metal sound of the old-fashioned doorbell reverberates in the lush and lush courtyard. It is not too slow, and with the chirping of summer cicadas, it makes the old house look more empty and deserted.

In the evening, the villa is on the third floor.

This is a completely dark bedroom. It is small in size but has everything you need. The only difference is that every wall in this room is covered with a few inches thick high-density alloy, like a closed iron box, even in the daytime. Not a shred of light seeps in.

There will be no sharp metal, porcelain or glass in the room, only basic wooden furniture and some soft fabrics. All thieves who have received formal training will experience this kind of confined space once. Absolute darkness will infinitely weaken the sensitivity of human beings, but they You have to find the subtle clues left by the teacher in this environment, and get out of here by yourself.

It's a bit similar to the escape room game, but it's a crazy version exclusive to the thief.

Yu Xicheng sat in an armchair against the wall, quietly listening to the ringing of the doorbell and the sound of footsteps from far to near.

This is the second day after he arrived in New York. He could not determine the exact time. He roughly estimated that he had been locked in the secret room for nearly forty hours. Asking about the situation, there is not even a guard.

In the past six months, Cornell Schumann never explained the reason, but trapped him like a puppet, except for conventional drugs and rehabilitation training to assist his body recovery, he must also receive a drug injection, from the effect point of view, the drug will The flexibility of the muscles is reduced, and even the most common walking and standing are very easy to fatigue. To put it bluntly, it basically cuts off the possibility of him leaving.

But this behavior is very strange. Escape from the secret room means giving him a chance to escape. Could it be that Schumann no longer wants to limit his freedom?Xicheng couldn't figure out Schumann's thoughts. He searched the bedroom thoroughly the first time he entered the bedroom, but he didn't find any hidden mechanisms or usable utensils...

This means that the only way to leave is the door, and the person who opens the door is the person outside.

The footsteps stopped in front of the door, and the faint sound of a key being inserted into the lock could be heard in the quiet darkness.

Yu Xicheng frowned slightly.

The person who came opened the lock but didn't come in in a hurry, but knocked on the door very politely, and then said respectfully: "Third Young Master, it's time to take medicine."

Xicheng didn't speak, and the man waited for a while before gently turning the doorknob.

The solid door made of alloy was extremely heavy, and the frivolous light in the corridor slowly leaked in as the door opened, but this room was so special that the light could only illuminate a limited area.

The young man holding the tray was a little nervous. In the darkness deeper in the secret room, he could clearly feel the man's icy aura, and the uneasiness of being watched seemed to haunt him. The predator, elegant and dangerous, and he is the exposed prey in the hunting ground, from which there is no escape.

Yu Xicheng noticed the unnaturalness of the other party, and said softly: "Why didn't Song Yuan come?"

The man heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, closed the door and locked it with his hands back, and then replied in the direction of the sound: "Brother Yuan has something to go out, I'll deliver the medicine for you."

"A Yuan is not here, it means that the teacher is not here—"

The voice sounded out of nowhere from the completely opposite direction, and the man's heart went cold in vain, he only felt the still air vibrate very inconspicuously, and then two cold fingers touched the side of the neck, threateningly pressing the carotid artery to death.

"Where did they go?"

In just a few seconds, the tray was released from the hand, making a crisp sound, the medicine bottle and paper cup rolled to nowhere, and all attacks seemed unfathomable in the darkness.

The subordinate reacted very quickly, without any hesitation, and instantly dodged back to avoid the vital point. He locked Xicheng's wrist with his bare hands, and with the other hand, he took out the dagger hidden in his waist, twisted and stabbed behind him!

The distance between the two was only a few inches, and the attack was so fast and steady that he almost thought he had succeeded, only to hear a bang, the tip of the sharp military dagger hit the metal wall with such force that the alloy was slightly dented.

What is possible? !The man was shocked.

The next moment, before he had time to react, he only felt a pain on the side of his neck, and some kind of small sharp object penetrated the skin and was firmly nailed into the blood vessel.

There is no sharp weapon in the room, what did the young master use... There was a strange pain from the pierced area, and the young man immediately realized that in addition to the conventional medicine, there was also a syringe full of muscle paralysis medicine in the tray !

The medicine spread all over his body with the blood, and when the medicine was effective, he suddenly felt terrified. There was no light at all, and the initiative to overturn the tray was clearly in his hands. Catch the syringe exactly when it arrives.

Is this guy...is he human? !

"Third Young Master, you have received drug injections for at least three months, how could you have the current skills, could it be... Song Yuan reduced your drugs, and he is your man?"

Yu Xicheng's cold eyes fell on the back of the man's head, and he slowly pushed his thumb forward until all the medicine in the syringe was injected into the man's body, then he said expressionlessly: "The duration of this medicine is half a day, but in the last few hours the medicine will be more effective." It started to wear off and it took me three months to get used to operating in this physical condition."

The man was stunned.

"If I could be faster, do you think you will still have the chance to ask me questions?" Yu Xicheng took the dagger, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall, and said coldly: "Who was that person who came here a few hours ago? "

"Leonard Duke."

Xi Cheng's eyes darkened, "What is he here for?"

"I don't know, the boss didn't see him."

"Where did the teacher go?"

The subordinate pursed his lips, and after a few seconds of silence, he said softly: "Third Young Master, you do it, I will not betray the boss."

Hearing this, a sarcasm suddenly appeared in Xicheng's icy eyes, "Escaping from the secret room is a test that thieves must pass, and the teacher locked me here is equivalent to giving me a chance to escape. After checking, this room is very clean, so the only way to get out of here is to take advantage of the person who brought the medicine in."

"What do you mean?!"

"It means that you are Mr. Schuman's loyal dog, but because Song Yuan is more valuable, he asked you to replace him as the key to open the door for me," Yu Xicheng said lightly, "I'm not Xiaoqi, no The habit of showing mercy to things that are used up."

At the same time, a silver Cayenne sped past on the highway outside Queens.

Xiao Yu was sitting on the co-pilot seat, staring at the red dot on the phone screen that had stopped a few hours ago, and Luo Yifan tilted his head to look at him, didn't say anything, just reached out and patted Xiao Yu's head.

"I find it very strange," Xiao Yu said, "Why is his code name also Shaw?"

Luo Yifan said: "Why do you think this is not a coincidence?"

Xiao Yu said: "In this industry, when thieves determine the relationship between teachers and students, the teacher will give students a code name. From then on, the code name will replace the real name and become our external address. It is very important and it is unlikely to be a coincidence. "

"So you're 'shaw' because Cornell Schuman's teacher was 'shaw'."

"This is what I think is strange. Teacher Schumann trains seniors according to the characteristics of that person, why did he give the code name to me?" Xiao Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, "Let his least capable student inherit this name , teacher... how could he make such a ridiculous decision?"

Luo Yifan was silent for a moment, and said: "Their teacher is from Huaguo, and you are also—"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a faint sound of electric current on the communication channel. The two stopped talking quickly, and then heard Lu Cen say: "I have finished checking the coordinate area indicated by the tracker."

Xiao Yu: "How is it?"

"The area has been privately owned since the beginning of the last century. During this period, it has been resold several times. The most recent one was more than 30 years ago. As we guessed, the person who bought it was a Chinese-American. I read the information. It’s a fake, it should be the teacher of the boss.”

"There is also bad news here. The place is very closed. There are no telephone lines or fiber optics. I can only use satellite maps to see the outline. In other words, I can't help you at all this time."

"It's okay," Xiao Yu said, "You can check that person's information again."

Lu Cen said: "There is no way to check, the information of the Immigration Bureau is all forged, and if you ignore the fake information, no one can even prove that he existed on American soil except the boss and Schumann who have been in contact with him. "

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, and after a while, he said: "Forget it, anyway, we have passed away for so many years, and we really don't need to have information about a dead person."

"Well," Lu Cen said, "If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me later."

"do not worry."

Ten minutes later, Cayenne stopped on the side of the road. The two packed their equipment and got out of the car, and walked straight into the stone road in the woods.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, the trees were luxuriant, covering the starry sky, the surroundings were pitch black, and there was not even a little bit of natural light. The use of lighting at the moment would definitely alarm the people in the villa. Akira's shadow quickly and silently approached the outer wall of the villa.

The building is too old, the courtyard walls are clean, and there are no modern security devices.

As the distance approached, Luo Yifan suddenly raised his arm, signaling Xiao Yu to stop, "It's a bit strange."

"Well," Xiao Yu looked up at the dark house, "It seems that there is no one."

"The coordinates are correct?"

"No."

Xiao Yu took out the phone, adjusted the brightness of the screen to the darkest, and followed the red dot prompts all the way to the abandoned mailbox, and found the tiny tracker inside.

Xiao Yu: "..."

"Go in and have a look." Luo Yifan said.

The two climbed over the courtyard wall and entered the courtyard. It was only when Xiao Yu got closer that Xiao Yu noticed that the outer wall of the house was covered with dense vines, but at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed through the gaps in the leaves.

Xiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and exchanged glances with Luo Yifan.

The people in the house use a flashlight instead of turning on the light. Is it a thief?And they turned off the flashlight as soon as they got close to each other, this fucking is definitely not an ordinary thief!

Yi Fan shook his head to indicate that he didn't know. He pulled the gun from the inner pocket of his coat to remove the safety, and then raised his chin towards the front door. Xiao Yu immediately understood, and the two entered the porch one after the other. Yu pulled out a wire to pry open the door lock.

With a soft click, Xiao Yu hooked his fingers to let the door open slowly by himself. At the same time, Luo Yifan stepped in and raised his gun, Xiao Yu followed closely behind and wound up sideways, the ceramic blade cut out the cuff and directly hit the man's neck Arteries, everything stands still for a few seconds.

Luo Yifan: "..."

Yu Xicheng: "..."

Xiao Yu said in shock: "Senior brother?!"

Xicheng rarely showed a surprised expression, put down the hand locked on Yifan's throat, and said softly: "I was still wondering if it was Leonard, so it was you."

"Boss met Schumann?" Yi Fan put away his gun and asked.

"I heard no," Xi Cheng said, "Teacher hasn't seen him."

Before Xiao Yu could react to the situation in front of him, he said inexplicably, "I thought the teacher restricted your actions, but I didn't expect..."

"I didn't even think about that."

Xicheng breathed a sigh of relief, and briefly recounted what happened after arriving in New York. After hearing this, Xiao Yu glanced towards the stairs uncomfortably. Xicheng knew what he was thinking about, so he smiled silently and said lightly: "The body has been disposed of." What, why, still not used to it?"

Xiao Yu hummed, Luo Yifan stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder, shook his hand comfortingly, and then said to Xi Cheng, "You don't know where Schumann went?"

Yu Xicheng nodded thoughtfully, "I've checked, and there are only three of us here, but I found something, come and take a look."

After speaking, he turned on the flashlight, turned and walked into the living room.

The light blue electric light hit the wall, Xiao Yu and Luo Yifan were stunned at the same time when they saw what was on it clearly—it was an oil painting, the framed wood was very ordinary, and the surface of the glass was covered with a layer of dust, but it was still easy to recognize It turns out that the painting inside is Van Gogh's "Starry Night".

"This is..." Xiao Yu suddenly had an incredible idea.

"It's genuine, I've checked it."

After Yu Xicheng finished speaking, he used his flashlight to shine on the walls of the entire living room one by one. There were more than ten oil paintings, large and small, and the frame of each painting looked dirty. He was so distressed that he wanted to bleed, he didn't understand art, it was simply a pity that these paintings were not sold and turned into money.

"These are too." Xi Cheng added.

Luo Yifan: "They are all in the collection of the Museum of Modern Art in New York?"

"That's right," Xi Cheng said, "It seems that this is the purpose of that person to settle in New York. I never thought there would be such a horrible thief in the world. He stole all the well-known oil paintings from the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and then hung them on In my living room."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yu suddenly raised his head, "No! He not only stole those paintings, but turned them into his own imitations. I think I know where Teacher Schumann is!"

"It's no wonder that the famous paintings of other art museums have been stolen in recent years, but the New York Museum of Modern Art only reported the theft of Shirley's. It turned out to be Mr. Schumann! Because he has the ability to intervene in the theft activities in the eastern region, that's why it was spared... "

"He—is protecting that man's painting."