Daochang Lu is very busy

Lu Shang gave Qin Yongming a bill of 2 yuan, which was really nothing to Qin Yongming, even if he added two zeros at the end, he could still get it.And if Lu Shang really offered that sky-high price, he would pay it, but Lu Shang felt that [-] yuan was enough, and it was not uncommon for him to do a few hundred yuan. Besides, he had to put a long line to catch big fish. What he valued was mainly Qin. In Yongming's social circle, local tyrants like them must have troubles. If they are too greedy and kill Qin Yongming with a stick, it will be called self-defeating.

Although Lu Shang is short of money, he is not greedy for money.This amount saves a little bit of living expenses for a year, and Lu Shangyi sleeps at home for two days. The weather is in April and May, and there is a drizzle in the sky. If this old man doesn't get up again, he will die Can directly realize a bed of fresh mushrooms.

The quilt was too damp, and Lu Shang couldn't sleep well, and he had nothing to do when he got up, and he returned to his old days of doing nothing.

In the middle of the night, his moldy mobile phone suddenly came alive with loud ringtones, disturbing his dream.In a daze, Lu Shang reached under the pillow and took out the phone.

"Hello?" Lu Shang started to feed the phone without opening his eyes.

Hearing this sleepy voice, the other party chuckled, "Did you bother Daoist Lu to rest?"

"Let's get straight to the point. Who are you? What do you want from me?" Lu Shang's tone has already been considered good. Originally, he was very angry when he got up, but he slept a lot these days, so he was a little nervous. Be patient.

"Okay, since Daoist Lu is so forthright, I'll say it straight. I, Wang Shengyong, would like to ask Daoist priest to help protect a painting." The other party went straight to the point after declaring his family.

"Painting?" As soon as Lu Shang heard that there was a business coming, he immediately became energetic. Recently, he felt that he had slept too much, so he had to exercise.

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At the same time, in the south of the city, in the exhibition area on the top floor of the National Art Museum, a flexible figure slowly crawled out of the ventilation duct.

He carefully opened the baffle with a small gap and glanced around. Seeing that there were no security guards on patrol, he said softly to his accomplices waiting outside the museum: "OK, cut off the surveillance."

On the opposite side of the road outside the back wall of the art museum, I heard a van. A young man with dyed yellow hair was sitting in the car, sitting in the driver's seat with a headset, and kept tapping his laptop for about three to five seconds. Zhong He said: "It's done, there are only 5 minutes until the next security inspection, come on, Xiao Mao, you can do it."

Xiao Mao immediately turned over and jumped out of the ventilation pipe, his movements were light and quick, and he was a habitual thief at first glance.As he quickly moved towards the target, he cursed in a low voice: "Fuck off, you've already wasted a minute with so much talking!"

Xiaomao had already stepped on during the day, and he knew very well the geographical location of his target. In a blink of an eye, he had already approached, and he gently picked up a painting hanging on the wall.It was a half-length oil painting portrait of a life-sized figure. It depicted a girl praying with her hands folded and her eyes closed. A small cross with a very delicate style of painting.A sticker attached underneath reads the title of the painting: Praying Maiden.

Xiao Mao didn't bother to take a closer look, and started to disassemble the frame of the painting, intending to take it out for transportation.

The moonlight is very bright, and the top floor of the art gallery is all made of transparent tempered glass.He could see clearly without turning on the flashlight.

Xiao Mao took the paper cutter and pried open the picture frame.Time passed by every minute and every second, and 5 minutes seemed very short when every second counted. In the cool air in early spring, Xiaomao's nervous nose and temples were dripping with sweat.

"Xiao Mao Xiao Mao, hurry up, the security guards are going upstairs." The yellow-haired young man reminded the two security guards who were going upstairs on the monitor in the car.

Xiaomao had reached the last corner. Hearing Huangmao's urging, he panicked and shook his hand. The thin paper knife accidentally scratched his finger, and blood dripped down instantly.Even if he reacted quickly enough, a few drops of blood dripped onto the painting.

Oops, dirty the painting and it's over!He quickly stretched out his sleeve and gently pressed it on the blood dripping on the screen, trying to use his sleeve to absorb the blood sticking to it.Unexpectedly, the moment his hand came into contact with the screen, he felt cold all over his body, as if his body was not his own... Huang Mao was sitting in the van so anxiously that he almost jumped, wanting to go in and pull Xiao Mao out.From the surveillance screen, he could only see Xiao Mao squatting there motionless......

"Xiao Mao Xiao Mao? Hide quickly! The security guards are here!" He even shouted a few times but there was no response, and Xiao Mao squatted motionless in front of the picture as if petrified.

At this time, the two security guards had already walked over, and the bright flashlight was added to the already bright exhibition hall, so that the two security guards saw Xiao Mao squatting there in black clothes at a glance.

"Who is it?" The two security guards looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. One took out the walkie-talkie at his waist and informed the colleague downstairs, and the other held up an electric baton and continued to shout: "Raise your hands! Stand up slowly! We have called the police!"

Huang Mao stared anxiously, Xiao Mao lost his soul or something?Why are you still caught?At this time, if you don't take the painting, you have to run first!Before he could react, he saw a very scary scene on the screen. The two security guards looked at Xiao Mao with expressions as if they had seen a ghost, then turned and ran at the same time. Xiao Mao suddenly jumped up and grabbed a With a click and a twist, the two security guards immediately fell to the ground with their necks broken.

While Huang Mao was in a daze, Xiao Mao in the surveillance screen raised his head, and the bright moonlight shone on his face. The distorted expression and eyes with almost no whites frightened Huang Mao, and then he jumped up and bumped The very strong tempered glass that shattered the roof came out of the window.

At this moment, Huang Mao had one thought in his mind, this is not Xiao Mao, no, this is no longer something that humans can do!He slowed down for a few minutes, then quickly threw the notebook in his hand aside, frantically started the van and stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, the van sprinted far away, made a sharp turn and disappeared into the night.

At this time, at the main entrance of the National Gallery of Art, a young man in a leather jacket riding a motorcycle came there.The young man stopped the car and took off his helmet with leather gloves on. He looked up at the building in front of him with his soft black hair fluttering in the wind, and said to himself: "This is it?"

It was Lu Shang who came. He was woken up by a strange phone call half an hour ago. The other party begged him to help protect a supposedly famous oil painting. This is also his detective business.However, he was willing to take this business mainly because the client, Wang Shengyong, had already transferred one-third of the commission into his account. He had never met such a client who gave money before doing any work. Maybe it seems that he has met quite a lot of local tyrants recently.

In view of the fact that the 1 yuan is still in US dollars, and the mysterious client euphemistically said that there is a demon sealed in the painting, except he does not know who to ask for help.The person wearing this high hat is comfortable, so Lu Shang climbed out of the bed in the middle of the night for the sake of money, so he ran for a trip in the wet drizzle.

This National Art Museum has three floors. It was purchased by private individuals a few years ago and has been refurbished. The name has not been changed, but it is already a veritable private industry. It often undertakes some large, medium and small art exhibitions and auctions, and is very famous in L City.The refurbished National Museum of Art has not changed its outer skin, but it has a new look inside, because there are many famous paintings in the museum, the anti-theft facilities are very strict, pure high-tech computer control, 24-hour monitoring, there is a shift every 5 minutes Security patrols, the roof of the top floor is all made of transparent tempered glass, and the view is very shocking no matter day or night.

Lu Shang was carrying a ruler in his hand, and he didn't bring anything else. When he walked in, he found that there were electronic surveillance doors, and he couldn't get in unless the people inside opened the door.Through the ultra-strengthened tempered glass, the entire hall was pitch-black, and there was no sound inside.Didn't feel anything evil there?

Just as he was hesitating whether to break in, the electronic door suddenly dinged.Lu Shang tentatively pushed it, and found that the door was indeed opened, and immediately strode straight to the top floor, thinking that the client opened the door for him after greeting the museum.

That Wang Shengyong said that he received news from the underworld that someone is eyeing his painting, and someone will come to steal it tonight. I hope he will stop it. It’s nothing if the painting is lost. What if the devil inside is released? That's a big deal.

Lu Shang didn't doubt that he was there, and he would make a move in public and private, who told him to take other people's money!

Over there, Wang Shengyong, who watched Lu Shang enter the door in front of the computer, leaned on the boss chair and smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said to the man in black standing beside him: "Take it and clean it up, don't leave any traces." It was indeed he who opened it for Lu Shang just now. The door, but without anyone's permission.

The man in black moved the laptop silently, and tapped the keyboard quickly with his fingers, cleaning up all the traces of the hacking into the computer of the National Museum of Art just now.

On the silent street at midnight, everything was wet because of the rain just now, and the air was cool.

Four police cars roared ahead to break the silence, and an SUV followed closely behind. The man sitting on the co-pilot with a paralyzed face finally looked at the driver and said, "If you don't drive well, you always look at me." What am I doing?" Although he was blaming the man, his face was expressionless, and his voice was low but without any ups and downs, which was a pity for his good voice.

"Uh, Captain He...Actually, you don't have to come, it's just a small theft..." Xu Zaisi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at the paralyzed face of his captain and continued without knowing what to say. Go down and shut up.If he likes to come, he will come!Just pretend he doesn't exist, treat him like air!

WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooAlthough Xu Zaisi comforted himself like this, he still couldn't help being nervous. He Xinian's aura was too strong, he couldn't ignore it!He has only been in the police force for less than three months, and he is still in the internship period. Looking at this boss who is expressionless at all times, he has no idea!

Nima!It's okay, can you stop being so scary?If you have something to say, just say it?Don't you just look at me without saying a word?I don't know what you mean if you are satisfied with me?

Xu Zaisi is very manic now, he really wants to scold his mother, but he dare not, I heard that his boss is very skilled, he can beat him all over the place with one hand.

Before Lu Shang went upstairs, a small security guard came up first, and there was another one downstairs in the monitoring room.As soon as the little security guard with little experience came up, he found that the ground was in a mess, there was a hole in the roof, broken glass was everywhere on the ground, a half-rolled painting was spread on the ground, two corpses were lying on the ground, and there was a gap between the head and the body. A very embarrassing angle.

The little security guard immediately peed his pants in fright, and was so stunned that he couldn't say a word.The colleague who was joking with me just now was dead in the blink of an eye. It happened so suddenly...

At this time, I saw the painting on the ground under the moonlight automatically fanning twice without wind, and then the little security guard who was on the ground shuddered and then stood up directly. He first looked down to see that he was wet. He looked puzzled in his eyes, as if he had forgotten that he had wet himself just now.

The little security guard stretched his waist on the spot and stretched his muscles and bones. His series of movements seemed to have been inactive for a long time.Just when I got to the stairs, I heard a cold voice saying: "Where are you going so late? Didn't your mother teach you? It's not good for a little girl to go out so late."

The little security guard retreated all the way, and he walked towards a young man carrying a ruler. The man didn't give him a chance to speak, and took a few steps to take a photo of the little security guard's head, which scared the little security guard into a Muggle Standing in place with neck shrunk and eyes closed, waiting to be beaten.

There was a crisp sound, and the little security guard fell to the ground immediately. Lu Shang looked at the trembling translucent little girl standing in front of him and secretly smiled: "You're still a coward!"

"You're so timid to go out and harm people?" Lu Shang folded his arms and hid the ruler in his hand behind his back. This ruler is especially deterrent to such young ghosts. It may be that he was scared out by the teacher at school. Here comes the psychological shadow.

"I didn't harm anyone." The little girl timidly raised her eyes and replied, although she didn't have to face the ruler, she was still a little scared in her heart.

"Then who did it?" Looking at the bodies of the two security guards on the ground, Lu Shang didn't think it was this little girl who did it. The necks of the two security guards were all twisted with great force in an instant. The person who did it should be extremely fierce.

The little girl stirred the corner of her skirt and muttered, speechless, Lu Shang looked up at the hole in the roof, and thought to himself, the murderer should have left long ago, it seems that he is still late.

Sighing helplessly, Lu Shang took out a small mirror and said, "I can't let you go out like this, you should stay here until the matter is cleared up!"

The little girl saw that Lu Shang was talking to her in a pleasant manner, and he didn't have the momentum to hit her with a ruler just now, so her fear was reduced a little. After hesitating for a while, she realized that she couldn't do it by herself, so she asked in a low voice: " Uncle, are you very good?"

"Uncle?" Lu Shang raised his eyebrows. This little girl called him uncle after being fifteen or sixteen years old?He's only twenty, right?

The little girl blinked her eyes innocently and looked at Lu Shang without saying a word. Lu Shang took a deep breath, "Call me brother! Of course I'm amazing, stop talking nonsense and come in quickly! I have to catch the one who got away."

Just as he was talking, he heard the faint sound of police sirens coming from outside. At the same time, there were already footsteps on the stairs, as if many people were going upstairs together.

As soon as Lu Shang put the little girl's soul into the mirror, he heard footsteps on the other side had already reached the stairs. There are only three floors in the art gallery, which are all minimalist themes. It is really very convenient to go upstairs without any detours. spare.

As soon as Lu Shang turned his head, he saw a group of policemen with live ammunition blocking the stairs, heh, they came really fast.The leader was tall and tall in a short black windbreaker and looked at him expressionlessly. Next to him was a shorter and handsome young boy who was a little nervous when he saw the corpse on the ground. Trembling, the muzzle pointed at the teammate in front of him without knowing it.

With a puff, Lu Shang couldn't help laughing.He raised his hands, holding a ruler in one hand and a small makeup mirror in the other, and said in a very sensible way: "I didn't do it, it was like this when I came here."