Live car wash: I am suspected by the whole network of being an undercover agent

"Brother Feng, do you think we encountered something dirty?"

It's around four o'clock in the middle of the night. This time is actually a bit cold whether it's winter or summer.

Xiaofeng stood in the yard, looking at the darkness in front of him. Even though his eyes had adapted to the darkness, it still felt a bit scary.

The most critical thing is that the team of more than a dozen people disappeared without their knowledge.

Is there anything so outrageous?

"Don't talk nonsense. How can such a mess exist in this world? It's just a figment of people's imagination to stimulate adrenaline and excitement."

Brother Feng was also a little panicked, but he couldn't show it.

Hearing this, Xiaofeng lowered his head and thought about it. There is a saying that since it exists, it is reasonable.

The ghost legends about China have been circulating for countless years, and even the source cannot be traced. It seems that they are born and spread. It is impossible to say that there is no reason.

"Then, how to explain now?"

Xiaofeng did not dare to speak out his thoughts directly because he was afraid of being beaten.

"They should be hiding separately!"

Brother Feng touched his chin and said slowly with twinkling eyes: "We have kept the door open at the main entrance of the ancestral hall and can clearly see the situation outside, so it is certain that they have not left."

"Is it possible that more than a dozen people can disappear out of thin air? This is impossible, so the only explanation is separation."

Having said this, he paused slightly and continued: "If you think about it carefully, we only roughly checked each room, but we didn't check the cabinets. If they were hiding in the cabinets, wouldn't we be able to see them? arrive?"

Hearing this, Xiaofeng was stunned and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The eyes he looked at Brother Feng were filled with admiration. Sure enough, it has to be you!

In fact, at a certain moment, he really doubted whether they had taken four tablets, so there was some unknown change.

But now, everything seems to be explained!

"Made, you scared me, I thought"

Xiaofeng cursed angrily.

"What do you think? You think you're nothing. Apart from those messy things, what else can you do? Who else can you be?"

Brother Feng rolled his eyes, looked at the time, and said solemnly: "We still have about ten minutes. If we delay, the inspection may arrive, so we need to speed up."

"I won't say what harm it will cause them, but at least let them remember it for a long time and tell everyone through their live broadcast that this place is not theirs to touch!"

"Let's go!"

"okay!"

Xiaofeng nodded immediately. For him, as long as it was not a legendary terrorist incident, everything else was not a big problem.

The two of them were mentally prepared and began to continue searching.

This time, they did not just take a quick look and end it in a hurry, but carefully inspected every room.

After all, there are not many rooms in the whole yard, so even if you check them carefully, you won't waste much time.

"I have to say that Guangming Village used to be really rich!"

"Tsk, tsk, just take some random photos, they are all worth a lot of money, Made, it's so enviable!"

Brother Feng took pictures and inspected them.

And his friend might be a night worker, or he might have seen something good and couldn't sleep at all.

Every time Brother Feng asked, the other party would reply almost instantly.

"What's wrong, Brother Feng?"

Xiaofeng opened a cabinet and asked curiously.

"Just for this painting, how much do you think it will cost?"

Brother Feng pointed to a painting hanging on the wall and asked with a smile.

"I don't understand this either. Is it an antique? Or a famous painter?" Xiaofeng glanced at it, "Good guy, what you asked is a real question."

If I knew this, would I still be a gangster?

He thinks there is nothing wrong with his idea. Look at those master treasure appraisers, which one is not awesome on the Internet?

A very high-level profession!

Of course, he also knew that there was a big difference between Brother Feng's friend and the master treasure appraiser.

One is an underground worker. While appraising treasures, he also does some physical work.

As for the real treasure appraisers, they don’t talk about it even if they have proof, and they don’t do physical work.

"This number!"

Brother Feng smiled slightly and raised a finger.

"One hundred thousand?"

Xiaofeng opened his mouth. Originally, he wanted to say ten thousand yuan. In his opinion, this painting cannot be eaten or used for anything. It can only be looked at. It is already worth ten thousand yuan.

But after thinking that this was Guangming Village, he immediately improved tenfold.

"Haha, pattern, this is the pattern!"

Brother Feng shook his head and laughed, as if the painting belonged to him.

"Ten million!"

"How many??"

Upon hearing this number, Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on his face.

"The painter of this painting is dead and not yet a modern person. Although it is not particularly far away, it is already very scarce. Therefore, it is worth 10 million. If you meet someone who really likes it, the price will be higher than lower! "

Xiaofeng's face was full of shock. For a little gangster like him, a painting worth ten million is an astronomical figure! !
"Brother Feng, can we do this?"

"cannot!"

Brother Feng shook his head and said slowly: "This kind of thing must have been recorded by the inspection. Besides, this is a painting. If we take it away, we will have no way to deal with it."

"It's a pity, but there's nothing we can do about it."

Hearing this, Xiaofeng nodded, it was indeed true.

Paintings are different from things like gold and wood.

Whether it's gold or wood, it can be remade, as long as it's gold.

As for wood, it can be made into necklaces, bracelets, etc.

But paintings are different.

What's valuable is the painting on the painting, they can't possibly destroy it, right?
However, if it is not destroyed, it is better not to take it away.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

"Okay, we have already got a lot of good things. When we have time, we will pick them up. I believe there are a lot of good things here that we can take away."

"Now, we'd better find someone quickly, otherwise the guy outside won't let us go!"

Brother Feng directly interrupted these random thoughts and continued to search carefully.

There were only so many rooms and so many cabinets. Seven or eight minutes later, the two stood in the yard again, looking at each other.

This time, not only Xiaofeng felt cold, but even Brother Feng felt extra cold.

A layer of delicate chicken skin appeared on my arms!

"Did we really encounter something unclean?"

This question appeared in Brother Feng's mind involuntarily. (End of chapter)