The cold wind of late autumn swept the fallen leaves wildly.
The coolness of the empty seaside pedestrian street is even stronger. Only in summer will this place become lively. Those who come here for summer vacation are all wealthy upper-class people. Whenever the hot summer approaches, there will always be a bustling crowd of pedestrians.
Walking back and forth on this pedestrian street, you can feel the cool sea breeze, dispelling the heat of summer, and enjoy this comfort in a leisurely manner. However, every autumn, the place begins to enter an era of depression, and the buildings are empty.
, slightly desolate.
A low black figure wrapped his coat, rubbed his cold hands, and stood in front of a villa building, looking up at the dark building.
"That's right, this is it." Black Shadow muttered in a low voice. Then, he took out a thick lasso from his backpack, squinted his eyes to estimate the exact distance, then suddenly charged up his strength and threw it away.
go out!
In the darkness, the noose was accurately placed on the second floor window. It was obvious that this was a "professional veteran".
He followed the rope and climbed neatly to the window on the second floor. He tied the noose around his body and held it firmly with his left hand. He reached into the pocket of his coat with his right hand and took out a three-inch iron rod.
Hook. He hooked the window a few times in a familiar manner, and with a crisp "click", the window was opened easily.
A smile appeared on the corner of the black shadow's mouth, and he turned through the window.
He stood in the darkness and sneered. It turned out that the villa of the legendary great painter Qin Feng was not as indestructible as he had imagined! He had made plans for this trip a few days ago and had already investigated Qin Feng's details.
Qin Feng owns a house in the city center, where he lives with his parents, and he also owns a private villa on the beach, where his studio is, and he occasionally creates or vacations there. You can buy it
To buy such a sky-high villa building, it is obvious that Qin Feng is not just an ordinary person. Therefore, his capital is likely to be in the house in the city center. His parents are guarding the family property, so it is not easy to start. But here is
His studio will definitely store his masterpieces. Just selling a few of them will be enough for him to make his money back... Hum, not to mention that he has been staring at this place for several days, and found that Qin Feng
Yu went out early this morning before dawn with his simple luggage. It seemed that he would never come back in a day and a half, and the old woman hired by Qin Feng probably would not stay in this foreign-style building, so she simply took advantage of the moonlight at night.
Strike when the black wind is high.
He did not choose to slide the door to pick the lock and enter through the gate, but started directly from the direction of the studio. Obviously, his plan was perfect. However, he originally thought that this villa contained all his original works and would inevitably have an iron wall.
The difficulty was unattainable, but he didn't expect that everything would go so smoothly tonight. This made his heart suddenly filled with a strong sense of pride.
"Bah! Are you going to run a marathon in such a big studio? Qin Feng, who made you so famous? You can't blame me. Now all my colleagues are thinking about you. Haha, but I'm afraid that when they come, they will only
Now you can search for my remaining 'leftovers'! Qin Feng, let you pretend to be an uncle again! You go to high-end clubs, become famous everywhere, have thousands of fans, and various newspapers are vying for interviews? Bah! Who do you think you are! I am
Isn't it easy to get into your house? No matter how powerful you are, what can you do to me?"
Looking around the dark studio, which was as big as a small football field, Heiying couldn't help but think of his dark "job" and his life of running away like a rat crossing the street. He suddenly felt indignant and resentful.
I couldn't help but complain a few times.
He quickly took out a pocket flashlight from his pocket, turned it on and turned it a few times to dim the light to the point where his eyes could barely see clearly. Then he began to search for things in the studio.
In fact, in the huge studio, there are not many completed works by Qin Feng. Except for a few paintings inlaid in glass frames on the wall, most of them are unfinished works on easels. The easel standing in the corner alone has
More than twenty!
Although he doesn't know how to read paintings, he still knows the basic principles. As long as a painting has the author's signature on it, the painting is considered complete and begins to have a certain value. He shines a flashlight on several figures on the wall.
Paintings, and found that those paintings all had Qin Feng's private seal. So if they are inseparable, there is absolutely nothing wrong with taking them all.
He carefully moved a wooden chair in the corner of the studio, stepped on it gently, took down the glass cabinet, pried open the glass cabinet skillfully, took out the painting, rolled it up, and put it in the backpack behind him.
In the same way, he took down the other five paintings and put them all into the bag.
He shined a flashlight on the entire studio. In addition to plaster models, there were still lifes of bottles and jars, easels and paints, and a bunch of messy painting tools.
"These shouldn't be worth much." He murmured to himself, then turned around to leave. The second before he approached the window, he looked back and saw a relatively gorgeous picture standing in the corner.
The bookcases on the upper and lower floors, as for the upper floor, were filled with books that he was not interested in...but the next floor...the locked cabinet door suddenly piqued his interest.
He smiled, showing the sense of wretchedness in his bones, then retracted his steps, turned around and came to the cabinet.
He didn't look at the upper floor, but squatted down directly, staring at the locked cupboard door and smiling proudly.
"There's no door that I can't open. Qin Feng, you're so stupid, it's so unnecessary!" He cursed in a self-righteous and contemptuous manner, spitting, and put his hand into his pocket.
The dark figure squatted in front of the cupboard and tinkered with the cupboard door. It only took about half a minute for the small cupboard door to open easily.
He moved the weak light of the flashlight into the cabinet, but he suddenly felt disappointed and angry!
In the empty cabinet, there was only a painting tube lying quietly inside.
"Damn it! I thought there would be some big harvest!" He cursed, took out the painting tube and pulled out the painting inside.
Out of curiosity, he unfolded the scroll. As the scroll unfolded, he saw a trembling river that shimmered under the light of a flashlight, a dead tree full of yellow leaves, and...
...a bright red brick western-style building...
He wrinkled his nose, and for some reason suddenly smelled a faint fishy smell. He rubbed his flat rosacea a few times, and once again focused his attention on the western-style building...I don't know why.
, that foreign-style building is obviously very beautiful, the red bricks and tiles are very bright, and the bright colors seem a bit ferocious... But he felt frizzy for no reason... The hairs all over his body stood up involuntarily.
, it seems that even the surrounding air temperature has dropped a lot...
ps: Sorry, Liu Shuang didn’t write until he got back from the intravenous drip, so it’s a little late tonight and kept everyone waiting~ It’s getting cold, so everyone must pay attention to your health and remember to put on more clothes~