The person in charge walked around a corner, stopped in his tracks, and glanced at the group of people blocking the corridor on the third floor with some surprise.
These people had different expressions, but overall their expressions were very strange. None of them showed satisfaction with the exhibition, either with a blank face, or with a secretly malicious look on his face.
Although he felt something was wrong, but due to the work of the person in charge, he still asked politely: "Dear guests, what are you doing? If nothing happens, it's time to go to the first floor to prepare for the closing ceremony of this art exhibition.
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Those who did not get the quota for the fake paintings silently stood a little further, blocking the road more firmly.
Bloodyuan stood at the edge, observing the appearance of the person in charge. It was sad to say that he was almost finished in a dungeon for the first time. He hadn't seen the important NPCs in the dungeon yet, so he thought he was here.
How many bottles of soy sauce were used in the previous stage of the dungeon.
Since no one was moving, the person in charge was a little more gloomy in his politeness: "Do you have anything to say to me? Or are you tired of visiting the art exhibition and do you need me to take you to the first floor in person?"
He placed the emphasis on the word "carry", and upon hearing it, you can tell that this is probably equivalent to carrying, dragging, killing someone and carrying the body with him, etc.
A clear threat.
"I'm sorry, dear Mr. Manager." Ning Feng looked at the group of companions who were counting on them and spoke first. He also faced the person in charge very politely, as if he was having an inappropriate greeting.
"Actually, it's like this. Several of my companions really wanted to visit the art appreciation room, mainly because they wanted to visit some outstanding painters. They failed to provide fake paintings, so they missed the opportunity to meet the painters. They have been talking to me
Say, it’s such a pity.”
Yun Si leaned against the wall and answered lazily: "Those painters are indeed very good. My companions are all their die-hard fans. I'm afraid it's a bit too murderous to be so close but not see them this time."
I’m so sorry, Mr. Manager, for the sake of us helping you so much, why don’t you open a small back door?”
The person in charge frowned, then relaxed: "If this is the case, I agree. You have helped our art museum, and a small reward is understandable, but this can be done later.
I can even provide you with time to communicate with those painters. Now come with me to attend the closing ceremony of the exhibition."
To him, the closing ceremony seems to be a very important thing, or to complete the plan on time and on time, which is very pleasant for a rigorous person in charge.
Killer No. 37 silently grabbed Xueyuan's arm to increase his peace of mind.
Ning Feng and Yun Si's words provided a good excuse for everyone to enter the art appreciation room. Unfortunately, the time was not available, because no matter how you think about it, meeting your favorite painter is not an urgent matter. What's more, the person in charge doesn't know
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, under this premise, he took the initiative to provide better "communication opportunities", which made people feel that making further demands from him was simply pushing the envelope.
The female experiencer hooked her fingers at the end of her long hair and sighed. She knew that things would not go smoothly. The person in charge was very scheming. Not only did he take the opportunity to instigate each other's relationship when they provided fake products, this was Ning Feng.
He chooses to disclose information to others and instinctively avoids all kinds of things that will harm the interests of the museum. He is as smooth as a ball and has no breakthrough.
What did Xing Hui say? Did he agree to help them?
The female experiencer looked at Yu Xing expectantly. With this appearance, he had even got a quota to enter the Deadly Island event. A person who looked weak and frail could be seen as a guy who was very proficient in intellectual warfare.
Yu Xing knew that the person in charge was rushing down now, so he did not waste time, took a step forward, and said very decisively: "That's it, Mr. person in charge, a piece of information, instead of all of us not attending the closing ceremony, we would enter the painting appraisal room directly.
Chance."
His toughness not only made the person in charge take another look at him, but most of the experiencers around him also quietly raised their eyes.
"Oh?" The person in charge was deeply impressed by Yu Xing, because he was the first person to get a quota, and he was also the only one who chatted and laughed with the painters, and got close to the painters' heads to discuss painting techniques with them.
"This matter is related to the safety of your art museum. As the person in charge of the art museum, I think you can't ignore my information. Otherwise, if something happens, you will bear a lot of responsibility." Yu Xing looked at the person in charge who didn't care.
With his expression, he adopted a mind-attacking tactic to capture the core point of the other party's concern. Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the person in charge's eyes became more serious.
"You can tell me. If the information is really useful, I will definitely satisfy your little request, but I also need you to explain why you must enter the painting appraisal room." The person in charge changed to a comfortable standing posture, and finally stopped.
He no longer had the attitude of wanting to move forward at any time, but he was still calm and unhurried, and even a little arrogant. It was a superior temperament immersed in his bones, "I can give you a minute and a half."
He came out late to begin with. One and a half minutes later was basically the end of the eight hours, leaving him no more than a few seconds to go down from the third floor to the first floor. Yu Xing's eyes flashed. From this detail, he
I guessed that the speed of the person in charge was absolutely terrifying, and the way he usually moved with his feet on the ground was just to maintain a kind of etiquette.
Indeed, as the person in charge of the entire art museum building, if he is not strong enough, how can he suppress these messy monsters?
"First of all, there is a premise. We have shared all the reasons for fakes in the exhibition with our colleagues, so what I say next will not avoid them."
After Yu Xing thought about it, he was still very careful and did not leave any opportunity for the person in charge to attack or regret, and then said: "You know, I have made great achievements in art, so after hearing what happened to the art museum, I also
I feel the same anger. You should know that the preparation for an art exhibition is very tedious and may take a long time. The fruits of such long labor have been wantonly messed up by external things, and what was originally perfect has become no longer perfect..."
After guessing that the person in charge had an obsessive-compulsive obsession with what he wanted to do, Yu Xing deliberately mentioned the word "imperfect" and found that the person in charge's eyes looked at him softer than before.
After all, people who can understand each other will not be too specific even if they are not in the same position.
After hearing this beginning, the eyes of other experiencers lit up and they all realized the possibility of success.
A trace of seriousness appeared on Yu Xing's face: "So I decided to help you continue to investigate the hidden dangers of those who sent the threatening letters to stay in the art museum. After painstaking investigation on the second and first floors, I really found out
New things."
Zhao Yijiu's face was cold, but in his heart he repeated four words blankly: hard work.
Yu Xing had a hard sleep in the lounge.
Regarding the enemies outside the art museum, the person in charge became more serious and urged: "What is it? Have you found the sixth fake?"
Yu Xing: "That's not true, but after listening to some people's conversations, I confirmed one thing. Among these visitors, there are those people who have planted spies. They must have known that your painting exhibition was successfully held. If
I am them. I have been planning to cause trouble for so long. If the first plan fails, then I will definitely adopt the second plan temporarily. In short, I must make your exhibition a laughing stock for others."
The person in charge understood: "You mean they will let those informants do something at my closing ceremony to ruin my entire exhibition."
He is very good at grasping the key points. As for Yu Xing's talk about hard work and contribution to the art museum, even if he is just a ghost, he will not believe it. After all, Yu Xing is a person who can talk beautifully at a glance, and his artistic attainments are real.
, but it doesn’t mean that I can empathize with all the painters in the world. That’s not called an artist, that’s called a virgin.
What the Deadly Island lacks most is the Holy Mother.
Yu Xing nodded: "For the same reason, I believe those people must have a grudge against us for helping you ruin their plan, so we want to hide in the art appreciation room. Several painters are very good. I believe they are not only good at painting but also good at painting."
He is superb and will not be easily caught by those annoying enemies."
At this time, the chess player added calmly: "In any case, we only intervened in this matter after being invited by you, and we did a good job. We found all five paintings for you. Others have no credit."
Thank you for your hard work, I think you will not be stingy in providing the hero with a safe room."
Move it with emotion, understand it with reason, and finally say a moral bond... no, it is a reasonable appeal.
The person in charge's eyes were deep and cold, and a fierce warmth gradually emitted from his body. He seemed to be in a bad mood, and ignored the chess player. Instead, he stood in front of Yu Xing, lowered his head, and his height of more than two meters was full of emotions.
Oppression: “How am I supposed to believe everything you say?”
The aura of a ghost pressed down on Yu Xing like a dark cloud pouring from the sky. It was a bit of a bully, both an oppression and a warning.
Yu Xing smiled, raised his face, and calmly accepted all the pressure: "Whether you believe it or not, I think all the premises I said are true. I do not want this exhibition to be ruined because of my love for painting.
, this will make me feel that the art exhibition I bought a ticket to see is a farce. I appreciate art very much, and I am not willing to accept flaws, nor am I willing to accept a flawed trip. Besides, even if what I tell is a lie, you won’t
Damn it, you just wasted more than a minute standing here."
Ning Feng could see with his naked eyes that some strange light, shadow and mist gradually spread from the person in charge to Yu Xing. He pulled Yu Xing back and raised his voice: "The information has been provided to you, don't you take advantage of it?"
I am taking this opportunity to solve the problem, but am I worrying about the authenticity, Mr. person in charge?"
"You agreed to this exchange. No matter what, it won't be a loss. We will stay in the appraisal room. Even if the news delivered to you is false, you can come to us to settle accounts after the exhibition. We entered the appraisal room not on our own initiative.
Became a prisoner who couldn't escape?" Ning Feng's voice was gentle and persuasive. Fortunately, he could vaguely see Ning Feng, a former psychiatrist, talking to patients behind his desk.
"That makes sense." The person in charge raised his hand and looked at his watch, frowning, "There's no time, you go ahead and just say it was me who said it."
After putting down these words, he wanted to leave the crowd.
There was a vague sigh of joy in the crowd.
Yu Xing chuckled lightly, and he and the chess player reached out to stop the person in charge at the same time. The two looked at each other in surprise, and the chess player took back his hand and took a step back, indicating that it was Yu Xing's turn to speak.
Xueyuan also silently retracted his raised hand. He stood a little far away, so no one noticed him.
"Mr. person in charge, please give us a token of your possession. Otherwise, if the painters in the appraisal room and your three subordinates are lying or causing trouble, our safety will not be guaranteed."
Yu Xing ruthlessly broke the caution of several other experiencers who had prematurely let go. His words clearly showed that even at this level, this dungeon still has a dead end. If the details are ignored, they might have already died.
Entering the painting appraisal room, what awaits them is an attack from the painter's side.
The person in charge's expression froze slightly, and then he reluctantly took off his watch and handed it to Yu Xing: "You are very cautious. I really hate your caution..."
Dang even admitted that he had just tried to lure everyone to the painting studio to die.
The expression of the female experiencer was not very good, but when she saw that the token was finally in their hands, she was surprised and delighted, and her expression was very wonderful.
After the person in charge gave the watch, he disappeared directly on the spot. Everyone felt a cold wind blowing across their cheeks, and the person in charge was no longer in the corridor.
"So he can be incorporeal..." Killer No. 37 was more concerned about this, because when he used a sniper rifle in the past, different bullets were used for tangible and incorporeal ghosts.
Zhao Yijiu turned his eyes away, not wanting the disapproval in his eyes to be too obvious.
He could feel that the air flow process just now was obviously a physical thing passing through the crowd. In other words, it still followed a physical trajectory.
"No, the person in charge is very fast." Yun Si was more direct, "So fast that with our current physical fitness, we can't see it with the naked eye. Do you understand? Although he seems to be a bad-minded capitalist, in fact
He should be the scariest ghost in this art museum, but fortunately the final boss of our mission is not him."
While everyone was talking in low voices, Xueyuan said to Yu Xing, "Thank you. With you here, the whole thing went much smoother than I imagined."
It's really not possible for them alone, because they have no artistic ability and cannot use the excuse of not wanting the exhibition to fail because they like painting to cover up the fact that they noticed that there were spies sent by the enemy in the crowd.
In fact, no one has definite evidence to prove that such an informant exists, and they are not even 100% sure that there will be a boss battle.
Others might feel that it is too risky to do something that might offend the person in charge because of an imaginary event, but they have no such concerns. This is experience and confidence.
"You're welcome, I will do what I promised, and you must remember what you promised me, otherwise, I will personally take back the benefits I brought to you." Yu Xing's tone was gentle, but the coolness in it made many
Everyone shuddered.
Only Zhao Yijiu was thinking that the aura around the person in charge had just pressed down on Yu Xing, and Yu Xing's body might... be in a state of collapse again.