Top Secret Entrustment [Rebirth]

The Museum of Modern Art, located in downtown Manhattan, is at least 200 kilometers away from this villa in a straight line. The nightlife in downtown New York is rich. On weekends, the road traffic pressure is very heavy. Now the fastest return journey will take more than ten o’clock to reach the destination .

Xiao Yu briefly explained the conjecture, and the three of them didn't dare to delay, and immediately drove towards the art museum.

They managed to grasp the movements of Cornell Schuman. This man was too cunning. He disappeared for four years after being killed by an explosion, and he had deceived the robbers in the entire eastern region. Now the hunter hiding in the dark finally When you come to the front of the screen, once you miss it, it is difficult to guarantee when the next opportunity will wait.

The Cayenne raced along the highway and had to slow down after entering the urban area.

Xiao Yu pressed the communicator to explain the situation to Lu Cen. After listening to the retelling, Lu Cen was silent for a full minute before saying in a deep voice, "I don't quite agree with you going to the art museum."

"deer deer……"

"you listen to me!"

Before Xiao Yu had time to refute, Lu Cen directly interrupted, "You had less than two hours of on-site experience with the New York Museum of Modern Art before tonight. A complete aftermath plan, Shaw, this is not your first day of action, you should know how risky it is to go in."

"I understand what you said," Xiao Yu said, "but you and I both know that if Mr. Schumann is kept in the dark, we are no match for him at all. Lulu, I have lived enough in the past year or so. , no one will be so lucky all the time, guaranteeing that they will come back every time—"

Xiao Yu's voice trembled slightly, mixed with a hint of helplessness, Lu Cen neither agreed nor refused, and did not even give Xiao Yu any response.

After a while, the familiar sound of keyboard tapping came into the communication channel, Xiao Yu was relieved, thought for a while, and said: "If my guess is correct, the staff of the Museum of Modern Art may have already I was replaced by a teacher, so I need to know the distribution of guards and patrol routes, and I must give us feedback as soon as there is a change in deployment.”

"You have to find the designated target in a building guarded by thieves, densely covered with electronic security facilities, and with an unfamiliar structure, and strike at it," Lu Cen sighed, "When will I stop worrying about you so much?"

Xiao Yu smiled, rolled up his cuffs and glanced at his watch, "Stop talking, send me a copy of the floor plan of the art museum, we have to hurry up and take a look, so that we won't even be able to distinguish the exhibition rooms after a while."

Lu Cen hummed and stopped talking, the communication was temporarily interrupted, and the phone vibrated a few minutes later.

Luo Yifan said, "What did deer post?"

Xiao Yu swiped open the screen to check, and in the mailbox was the floor plan of each floor of the art museum, a few surveillance screenshots, and a paragraph of text. It's artificially turned off, he's trying to turn it on, let's be careful ourselves."

After speaking, he handed the phone to Xi Cheng in the back row.

"I didn't bother to ask just now, how is your health? Otherwise, don't go with us." After the misunderstanding was resolved, the relationship between the two became very delicate, and Xiao Yu still felt a little nervous, so his tone of voice seemed very polite.

The fingers holding the mobile phone stiffened slightly unnaturally, Yu Xicheng looked up at him, and said lightly: "It's nothing, everything is almost fine."

"Then...where do you think it's better to enter the museum?"

Xicheng swiped the screen to read several floor plans carefully, and compared the surveillance screenshots, and said: "The teacher's person in charge of security will be more familiar with the whereabouts of thieves than ordinary people, especially the characteristics of you and me. Right now, this art museum is not There are so-called great routes, and I also think the teacher probably knew we were going tonight."

Xiao Yu was stunned, and then frowned suspiciously, "I deduced that he might be in the art museum based on the clues on the oil painting, how could the teacher know that long ago?!"

Hearing this, a cold smile suddenly appeared in Xicheng's eyes, and he said warmly: "You also said that it was based on the clues on the oil painting, Xiaoqi, you still remember the inscription on the tombstone of the teacher's suspicious grave in the Los Angeles cemetery. Epitaph?"

"People will never be able to grasp the truth. When a thief wants to hide himself—" Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment. In order for me to go to the Museum of Modern Art in New York tonight?"

"Ah."

"why?"

Xicheng shook his head, "I don't understand this point either. In fact, it's hard to explain the teacher's behavior in the past six months. If he is not interested in you, or if he really doesn't take you seriously, there is no need for him to be there." Staying in Las Vegas for such a long time can be transferred immediately after my condition stabilizes, so he will always take the initiative and never give you a chance to challenge."

"Perhaps there is an explanation that makes sense." Luo Yifan said.

Hearing this, Xiao Yu and Yu Xicheng looked at him at the same time, Xiao Yu was puzzled, "What is it?"

"He wants to give you a chance to take away the inheritance," Luo Yifan said, "that is, a chance to kill him."

Xiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, her first reaction was that Schumann hated him so much, how could this be the reason? !

But when I think about it carefully, I feel that this is the only way to explain it. Otherwise, as my brother wondered, Cornell Schuman could disappear directly after returning from the North Pole. There is no way to start before the opponent falls.

——But the fact is that Schuman stayed in the Venetian Hotel for half a year in a stately manner, as if deliberately leaving him enough preparation time, even including the itinerary after leaving Las Vegas...

Maybe it's not because my guess was too accurate, it's just that Schumann didn't want to avoid it, and deliberately led him to the Museum of Modern Art in New York at the last step!

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu suddenly felt a little impulsive, but he really didn't want to miss this opportunity. He took a deep breath, drove those hesitant thoughts out of his mind, and looked at Xicheng again, "Several entrances are not suitable. , how do we get in?"

Yu Xicheng thought for a moment, then said lightly: "Actually, there is no such thing as whether it is suitable or not. Since the teacher knows that we will come, then simply walk in through the main entrance."

Two hours later, the Cayenne rolled into Manhattan.

The night was thick, gray-black clouds began to gather, and the wind wrapped in moist water vapor blew from a distance, bringing a touch of coolness on this midsummer night.

It seems...it's going to rain?

Realizing this, passers-by can't help speeding up their pace, turning into moving points in this colorful and bustling city.

It's past ten o'clock now, and the weather is bad, so there are fewer pedestrians on the street than usual. The art museum on 53rd Street has long been closed, and the bright beams of spotlights cast strange lights on this modern-styled building. scene.

Luo Yifan pulled over and stopped the car. After getting out of the car, the three of them dispersed in a very tacit understanding. Like ordinary passers-by, they walked along the sidewalk to the art museum two blocks away.

A drop of rain fell from the sky through the long night and landed with a barely perceptible click on a rusted metal panel in the alley.

Xiao Yu who was passing through the alley suddenly raised his head and looked at the shadow without any light. Without any warning, he thought of the man who appeared behind him silently in Leonard's narration.

Maybe it's here, maybe it's not here.

An invitation made one of the greatest thieves in the world today, so under what circumstances did he become Cornell Schuman?

It was a period of nearly 40 years, and it was here that the entangled fate began. Standing on the edge of this aftershock, Xiao Yu was forced to taste the familiar and strange taste of so-called fate.

At this moment, a hand clasped his wrist in vain, dragging him back to reality from his wandering thoughts.

The sound of the rain became clear, and Xiao Yu's face felt moist. He raised his head in a daze, his wandering eyes slowly focused, staring at the other person's face, and murmured, "Yifan?"

Luo Yifan took Xiao Yu's hand instead, and the two stood side by side, like a pair of lovers strolling leisurely on the streets of New York, Yifan said indifferently: "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking about the final assessment four years ago. If I hadn't escaped at that time, but had died in the hands of my brother, I probably wouldn't have had these things..."

"impossible."

"why?"

"You have to live and wait for the future to meet me."

Xiao Yu felt the breathing in his chest stagnate suddenly, and the long-lost familiarity bound his heart layer by layer.

It was so strange, they had only been together for one year and four months, but the deep affection from that man told him again and again that they had been in love for a whole lifetime.

In front of the Museum of Modern Art in New York, the three met.

Although I haven't done a detailed investigation, due to professional habits, Xiao Yu has already observed it when queuing up to enter the museum in the morning. The structure of the main entrance is not complicated. door card.

Thieves as traditional occupations are generally not very good at things linked to technology. Xiao Yu discussed with Lu Cen, and finally decided to be more violent. The credit card machine was removed and the door was forced open.

Lu Cen: "Later, I will add a new code to the established startup program to intercept it. You have about 30 seconds. Once the interception fails, any sabotage action by you will trigger an alarm for the whole building."

"In particular, the museum's alarm is also connected to the New York Police intranet, so don't make mistakes."

"Don't worry, Lulu," Xiao Yu turned a ceramic blade in his hand, and licked the corner of his mouth at the poor credit card machine, "Don't you know my hand speed?"

Lu Cen smiled and didn't speak. He tapped the keyboard with his fingers like flying. When the time was almost up, he reminded: "There is still one minute."

Xiao Yu counted the time silently in his heart, and stared at the time card machine without moving his eyes, as if it was not a machine, but a piece of meat waiting to be cut.

On the laptop screen, the progress bar moved forward slowly. At the moment when the light blue color filled the entire rectangle, Xiao Yu was about to make a move when he saw the green light on the punch card machine showing identity confirmed. With a light beep, the artist The hall door is unlocked.

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand in disbelief and pushed it, the door panel opened, and the originally pitch-black room was suddenly lit up, and the bright white light swayed into the pupils, which stimulated the lens to contract uncomfortably.

The hall on the first floor was illuminated like daylight, and there were more than ten figures standing behind the gate.

Luo Yifan, who was waiting on the side, reacted very quickly. He grabbed Xiao Yu into his arms, and with the other hand he raised the gun and clicked it into the chamber. Startled, before he could speak, he saw Yu Xicheng bypass him and Xiao Yu, and walked straight into the gate.

"Third Young Master," Song Yuan took two steps forward and bowed towards Xicheng, "Boss has ordered, Young Master Qi can go up, you and Mr. Luo must stay."

Xicheng looked at the black-clothed bodyguard behind Song Yuan expressionlessly, his cold eyes seemed to be frozen, "What if I disagree?"

Song Yuan smiled, "Then my subordinates will let you stay according to the boss's wishes."