Chapter 561: I hope it's not Lei Er

Chapter 561 I hope, not Li Er

In a blink of an eye, Tuesday.

Although the five sons gathered in Nanyang, everyone was very busy.

On this day, Li Qiao took Song Laoliu to the Nanyang Police Station.

In the director's office, Fei Zhihong looked at the floor plan of the

exhibition hall in his hand, and asked with a serious expression: "Police

Officer Song, are you sure that Mo Jue will come?"

Song Liao still wearing a peaked cap, sitting on the sofa looking back at Fei

Zhihong, said loudly: "Not sure."

Fei Zhihong: "?"

He wanted to speak but stopped looking at Li Qiao, sulking in his heart,

unable to go up and down.

What kind of annoying answer is this?

Song Liao looked around, "I'm not sure if he will come, but just in case, the

Nanyang Police Station had better arrange a small team to guard around the

exhibition hall. Main entrances and exits, especially in the middle of the

night, must not Let your guard down."

Fei Zhihong nodded and agreed, "Are there any others?"

There has been an international habitual offender in Nanyang. Regardless of

whether the other party will appear or not, he must take this matter

seriously, otherwise it is the police negligence.

Moreover, the art exhibition organizer also contacted Nanyang's security

company and insurance company, and coupled with the police escort, it should

not be difficult to catch this habitual steal.

At this time, Li Qiao added quietly, "Staff channel."

Song Liao and Fei Zhihong looked at her when they heard the sound, and Song

Laoliu echoed, "Well, it is not ruled out that he will enter and exit through

the employee channel."

Li Qiao glanced at him and pointed to the floor plan in Fei Zhihong's hand.

"The employee channel is connected to the stairwell, and there are many dead

spots in monitoring, such as central air-conditioning ducts and fire-fighting

channels.

Godfather, I even suggest that you send two police officers to pretend to be

staff members and keep an eye on the employees who are moving around the

exhibition hall.

Mo Jue can come and go freely. He is likely to dress up. When the exhibition

ends, observe the changes in the number of employees. "

This analysis caused Song Liao to give up a thumbs up silently, "Xiaozai, good

ideas."

Fei Zhihong looked at Song Liao and wondered whether he bought the identity of

the Interpol?

After a while, Li Qiao thoughtfully looked at the opposite wall, and her

inspiration flashed, "God, you will be on the scene tomorrow, find someone to

spread another message."

"Okay, you say."

As night fell, Li Qiao and Song Liao walked out of the police station.

The two stood on the side of the road, Song Liao furrowed his brows, and said

disapprovingly, "Zizai, you let the Bureau of Fees release the news, in case

Mo Jue really knows..."

"Just to let him know." Li Qiao leaned against the car door, her eyes high and

deep, "The painting exhibition of the great thousand lay people may not be

able to attract him."

Song Liao scratched his head, "But we don't have Titian's paintings. The Yashu

Garden you mentioned, he only needs to look at it and he will know that he was

cheated."

Li Qiao smiled faintly, "Who said no?"

Song Laoliu stared at Li Qiao getting into the car, his mind worked quickly,

and finally came to an amazing conclusion.

Their cubs actually have works by the painter Titian of the Ancient European

Revival period?

Amazing!

...

On Wednesday, as promised, the exhibition of paintings by the great thousand

lay people also kicked off.

Early in the morning, Li Qiao did not go to the exhibition hall, but still

arrived at the research institute on time. The difference is that she wears a

Bluetooth headset on her ear.

Fei Zhihong's voice was on the other end of the phone.

"Qiao Qiao, you came with Officer Song yesterday, and I didn't feel

embarrassed to say some things."

Li Qiao put the microscope aside and took out the laptop from the drawer,

"What does the godfather want to say?"

Fei Zhihong hesitated for a few seconds before speaking with a bit of

difficulty, "I have read this Mojue's detailed information, don't you think it

is strange, the records of multiple thefts are almost all famous paintings."

Li Qiao started the action for a while, then leaned back in the chair and

laughed softly: "Are you suspicious of my second brother?"

Almost everyone knows how obsessed Er Ge Li Yan is with famous paintings.

He will never be absent from all painting exhibitions and famous painting

auctions.

The name of the art giant is not groundless.

Fei Zhihong was silent for a moment, and truthfully stated his guess,

"Qiaoqiao, don't blame your godfather for talking too much, I asked someone to

check your second brother's travel record last night.

The day Police Officer Song arrived in Nanyang last week, your second brother

also came back. The police have never believed in coincidences when handling

cases, so..."

Li Qiao picked up the computer with one hand, got up and walked to the

independent conference room, and entered the door. She curled her lips and

said, "Don't worry, godfather, it's not him."

"Are you sure?" Fei Zhihong knows Li Qiao's short temper, but he can't use

emotion to catch international habitual offenders.

Li Qiao put his finger on the touchpad on the desk of the computer house, "I'm

sure he is not Mojue."

But not sure... whether this matter has anything to do with the second

brother.

Before Fei Zhihong could speak, she added: "Li Er is not that capable."

Mo Jue is out of nowhere, and can take away famous paintings silently. Whether

it is skill or anti-tracking ability, he is absolutely top-notch.

Otherwise, Song Laoliu would not smash with him for many years or get nothing.

As for her second brother, if you ask him to roll forward, he can hit himself

with blood and be a thief... he is not qualified.

When Fei Zhihong saw Li Qiaoyan's conspicuous words, he could only suppress

the suspicion in his heart and exhorted her a few more words before hanging up

the phone.

As an Interpol, Song Liao is arrested by the joint police station here. As

long as Mo Jue is caught this time, he will definitely be taken away for

investigation.

I hope, it's really not Li Er.

...

Wan Lai was all silent, and it was midnight in a blink of an eye.

In Nanyang City, where it hadn't rained for a long time, light rain began to

flow into the night.

The National Convention and Exhibition Center, standing in the dark, has only

a few lights shining around.

The third floor is the exhibition area for the existing paintings of the Great

Thousand Buddhists.

At this time, a figure wearing a black night clothes squatted under the porch

outside the exhibition area.

He held a small square instrument in his hand, and quickly operated something

with his fingers.

As time passed, he raised his head and looked at the monitor, and as the red

light flickered faintly, a smug smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, in the parking lot outside the building, in a black

commercial vehicle, five sons headed by Li Qiao were scattered in the

carriage.

Xia Siyu had a computer on her lap. After staring at the screen for three

seconds, she smacked her tongue and said, "This way of monitoring intrusion is

very overbearing."

Shen Qingye leaned slantingly on the sofa, tilted his head and glanced at the

screen, "has been invaded?"

Xia Siyu raised his head, his eyes radiant, "Not only did he invade, he also

added a firewall. It would take at least five minutes to counterattack his

current surveillance lock."

"Oh, then you attack." Shen Qingye replied lazily, and Xia Siyu kicked him in

the calf with his foot up, "Will I? The second person Yin did this before."

Border Seven, Yin Lao Er is a computer expert.

Hearing the sound, Shen Qingye's eyes paused, and he muttered angrily: "I

don't know where she died, and I haven't been able to find anyone in the sixth

game."

In the front row, Li Qiao pressed the Bluetooth headset next to her ear and

glanced out the window slowly, "Give me the computer."

(End of this chapter)