God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 760 Prison Disaster
When Xu Jingxing was thinking about how long it would take him to absorb the aura in "The Picture of Autumn Colors in Quehua", he heard the sound of sirens on both sides, and was stopped by three cars in the middle of the road. The armed police officers jumped out of the car and pointed their weapons at Da Lao. The scene was similar to the gangster movies produced in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

He even saw a team of special police, also fully armed, and the weapons in their hands were even more terrifying. They were not small pistols, but black-painted Type [-], and one of them was carrying a huge door hammer.

That's right, it's a door-breaking hammer. Look at the big hammer used to break doors in anti-terrorism exercises. It's a police door-breaking hammer that can crack an all-metal anti-theft door.

The moment he saw this posture, he thought that these police officers might have misunderstood the person, and that their target of arrest should be a violent criminal, but he immediately realized that he is now a fucking "criminal". The police knew that the painting next to him was the National Treasure "The Autumn Scenery of Magpies and Blossoms" that should have been hidden in Taiwan. His fate might be worse than that of any violent criminals.

No, it's set!

He immediately realized that these police cars were coming towards him at all, or they were coming towards the "Autumn Colors of Quehuahua" beside him. As for why the police responded so quickly?The information is so accurate?
That is naturally the credit of Mr. Jin Erjin!

Jin Er!

He gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart. At the same time, he glanced at Lin Xiaoya who was panicking in the front row, took a deep breath, and made a few gestures while grabbing Yaohua's invisible gesture, ignoring the people who were looking at him from the car window. The police officer who issued the warning said to Lin Xiaoya with a calm expression: "Remember, what I got from your master was a high imitation version of "Autumn Colors of Magpies and Flowers", and I threw it away after I came out of the bank. You can tell the truth about everything else, if you don't want to go to jail with me."

"But..." Lin Xiaoya calmed down a little, turned her head and swallowed hard, "You didn't throw away..." When she said this, she was stunned, because the thick scroll had disappeared. There is only so much space in the car, there is nowhere to hide the huge picture scroll, but the picture scroll that was still there just now has disappeared.

Lin Xiaoya's reaction let Xu Jingxing heave a sigh of relief, and said calmly: "It seems that you have been treated as an outcast, if I am arrested, then the person who traded with me must be you, and only you, let alone You, if you really don't want to be under Jin's second hand, you'd better be more sensible."

Speaking of which, seeing that the special police outside were about to attack, he sighed lightly and said, "Open the door, don't resist, no matter what you think now, you'd better do as I say," and rolled down the window, Slowly raised his hands, indicating that he had no weapons.

Soon, both he and Lin Xiaoya were handcuffed by the swarming police officers.

There was no explanation, no rhetoric, not even an arrest warrant, and they were directly pushed into the police car, and the Da Lao was towed to the police station by the following tow truck.

The interrogation work was faster, but this time it was very formal, the procedures were complete, the cameras were on, and the content of the interrogation was also from shallow to deep, from name, age, ethnicity, family address, reason for coming to Quancheng, companions, temporary residence address, etc. big and small.

It took more than half an hour to ask the real question, where is the painting he took from the bank?

Hearing this question, he let out a long breath, but shrugged calmly: "Throw it away."

"Throw it away? Why?" The interrogator was a middle-aged male police officer. Hearing his answer, his thick eyebrows almost stood up.

He smiled easily and said, "It's just a fake painting, why should I keep it?"

"Who told you it was a fake?"

"Jin Er," he said with a chuckle, "what's more, this is "The Picture of Autumn Colors of Magpies and Blossoms". He stole it from Taiwan and sold it to me at a very low price, so that the painting I got just now could be the real one, otherwise, hehe..."

"You said you bought that painting? How much did it cost?"

"Well, it didn't cost any money. I exchanged a painting I made," he explained with a shrug. "I'm not a professional painter, and my paintings are not worth much. I don't think anyone would Would you trade the real product of "The Autumn Colors of Magpie Blossoms" in exchange for my work?"

"Where did you throw it?" the thick-browed policeman asked abruptly.

He replied without hesitation: "At the corner not long after leaving the back door of the bank, um, where should there be a big trash can, look for it now, maybe there is a chance to find it, of course, I'm not interested .”

The thick-browed policeman got up and went out to make a phone call, and came back a minute later, "Do you still remember the shape, color and quantity of that trash can?"

"The shape is that kind of long trash can with a big belly, one is three meters long, green, with Quancheng sanitation written on it, the number, I remember it was two, and they are placed side by side under a wall, behind the trash can There is also a sycamore tree growing," he answered easily, and asked back: "Is there anything else I want to ask?"

The thick-browed policeman seemed irritated, closed his eyes and took a deep breath before calming down, "Since you know it's a fake painting, why do you want to exchange it with Jin Er?"

"Do you need to ask? Of course I want to build a relationship with Jin Er. It's rare that Jin Er likes my works. If I don't seize this opportunity, will I still be me?" He replied as a matter of course.

"That's it?"

"That's right, that's all."

"Tell me about the process of getting acquainted with Jin Er, so that you can't miss any details."

"No problem," he recounted his itinerary since he came to Quancheng in detail like telling a story, basically all the facts, except for the conversation with Jin Er, anyway, the police will definitely not know His conversation with Jin Er, because Jin Er would not be so stupid as to leave evidence, it was not a good thing for him, Jin Er.

A few minutes later, Thick Eyebrow asked the previous questions out of order again, obviously trying to find a flaw in his answer.

It's a pity that his memory is too perverted. He almost repeated the previous answer exactly, and even deliberately exposed some flaws in some irrelevant places to improve the authenticity of his confession. Not bad, but the police will doubt the authenticity of this confession.

Going back and forth like this several times, after tossing for a long time, it is estimated that no flaws were found, and no evidence was found. Lin Xiaoya over there was more cooperative. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the thick-browed police officer said coldly: "You can go gone."

(End of this chapter)