At the Confucian Temple, the fire truck sirens blared because Brother Dao and others called the police, and Bao Shihong ran out of the exhibition hall with Sanbao.
The male fairy followed and stood up quickly, picking up clothes from the chair: "Slow down, wait for me, wait for me."
At the same time, Heipi and Xiaojun came in through the back window of the exhibition hall. Xiaojun found a key from his pocket and threw it to Heipi.
The black-skinned cat hunched over and nervously walked towards the jade display cabinet. Xiaojun came to the security guard's dining table, picked up two peanuts and put them in his mouth, then picked up the cigarette and lighter on the table, took one out, lit it, and
He glanced at the lighter, which was a lighter in the shape of a woman. At the same time, his eyes kept scanning the door.
Xiaojun saw the statue of Guan Gong in the hall, cupped his hands in front of the one in the middle, and muttered: "Bless me, Mr. Guan."
"Hahaha!"
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
A group of thieves begging Master Guan for protection?
Outside, Brother Dao was leaning against the wall, looking towards the door of the Confucian Temple. There was a mess in front of the door of the Confucian Temple.
The fire captain at the entrance of the Confucian Temple walked towards Bao Shihong at the door: "Who is in charge of this?"
Bao Shihong: "Me."
Brother Dao looked at his watch, lit a cigarette, and slipped towards the backyard of the Confucian Temple!
In the exhibition hall, Hei Pi squatted in front of the display cabinet and unlocked it. Hei Pi turned sideways and the bell suddenly rang loudly. Hei Pi suddenly stood up and was at a loss.
Xiaojun was about to bring the rice with a cigarette stuck in it to the statue of Guan Gong, when he heard the ringing of the bell. When the bowl fell to the ground, Xiaojun turned around and dodged.
Brother Dao had a cigarette in his mouth and listened in panic to the loud ringing of electric bells in the exhibition hall. Brother Dao ran away and passed the switch box. He stopped suddenly at the corner of the corner, looked back at the switch box, turned around and rushed again.
go back.
Xiaojun and Heipi flew out of the back window and landed on a manhole cover. They ran away separately.
Xiaojun ran across a manhole cover. Behind him, Bao Shihong and Sanbao jumped out of the window.
Bao Shihong shouted: "Split up and chase, over there!"
Xiaojun ducked around the corner and stuck to a hidden place. Sanbao quickly turned around without seeing the hiding Xiaojun and chased after him. Xiaojun quietly came out, returned the same way, came to the manhole cover, and lifted the manhole cover with force.
Brother Dao hesitantly pulled off a switch, thought for a moment, and then turned on all the switches one by one.
There were some messy bamboo poles and other debris beside the wall. Heipi pulled the things down and continued to run forward. Heipi accidentally missed his footing and fell to the ground. Heipi was about to get up when he suddenly felt his collar being touched by someone.
Grabbing it, Heipi punched him with his backhand. At this time, Dao Ge pulled the last switch.
At this time, the alarm in the Confucian Temple suddenly stopped, the lights were all turned off, and the entire exhibition hall was dark.
Lao Bao tripped and fell into a pile of debris, and the two sides got into a fight.
Security guard: "There's a power outage! Don't step on me, it's me."
"Flashlight, flashlight."
Bao Shihong struggled to stand up and said anxiously: "Stop messing around, use a flashlight, and search quickly!"
He ran to the back wall and said, "He must not have gone out. Search him quickly."
A group of security guards chased in the direction of Bao Shihong's finger, with Bao Shihong following closely. Two security guards ran over from the opposite side with flashlights on.
Heipi jumped into the painting from a high place, and the shouts of security guards were heard from all over the yard.
He ran back to the high wall in the backyard and tried hard to climb up the wall. He desperately pulled on his military coat and kicked on the wall. In the end, he failed and the military coat fell down.
Heipi hugged one foot and grinned. Xiaojun poked his head out from a manhole cover and shouted to Heipi in a low voice: "Idiot, here, over here!"
Heipi jumped into the well and closed the manhole cover. The security guards ran past with flashlights on.
Under the manhole cover, Xiaojun and Heipi held their breath and hid under the manhole. There were people shouting above. The security guards who were searching back and forth made the manhole cover rumble.
Xiaojun found a lighter from his pocket and found a pipe next to it. The two of them got in and crawled in a long section of the pipe. The light of the lighter swayed farther and farther in the dark pipe.
On the other side, in the dance hall, Si Yan hugged several girls, and the girl next to him was singing karaoke. Si Yan spoke Hong Kong Mandarin, half lying on the sofa, while stroking the hair of a sister next to him, holding a
Picking up the phone: "Hi, are you Mr. Mike? Could you please guess who I am?"
Mike pulled off his mask in frustration while answering the phone: "Shit, I'm sorry, I don't have time to guess who you are!"
Siyan returned to his normal tone: "Oh, Lao Mai, it's me. I think you will be very lonely when you first arrive in the mainland. I have countless beauties. Do you want to come out and be happy/happy?"
Mike only moved his mouth and kept silent, suppressing his anger: "SHIT, I'll tell you again, unless there are special circumstances, please don't make this call. OK?"
Siyan looked bored: "Hey, no, no, the boss wants to know the progress of the matter."
Mike: "Tell your boss that the situation is more complicated now and other people are involved. But I will deliver the goods as scheduled."
Siyan rang the phone: "A dog is used as a sedan chair, but it doesn't know how to lift it. Come on, let's keep going."
Others were playing games, doing actions while shouting: Milk tea, milk tea, lemon tea, lemon tea...
Mike hung up the phone, angrily threw it onto the car seat next to him, and then watched Brother Dao climb into the moving truck and start driving away.
In the exhibition hall of the Confucian Temple, the lights came on. Bao Shihong carefully checked the display cabinet and saw that the lock had not been moved. He turned around and observed, looking at the broken bowl on the ground and then at the display cabinet.
Sanbao walked in from the outside: "Nothing else was moved, but the gate box was pried open."
Bao Shihong gritted his teeth and said: "Weld to death."
Then he took out a cigarette and looked for a lighter on the table, but couldn't find it.
Outside the Confucian Temple, the manhole cover on the ground was pushed open. Xiaojun looked around and got out. He looked around, then stretched out his hand to pull Heipi out and cover the manhole cover. Heipi limped along.
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In the guest house, Hei Pi lamely walked into the changing area carrying a towel, patted his butt, and turned on the voice control light.
Bao Shihong looked in the mirror to check the injuries on his face and rubbed safflower oil on it.
Heipi wiped his hair and looked at Bao Shihong, pointing at the safflower oil: "Brother, can you use it?"
Bao Shihong handed the safflower oil to Heipi, who wiped his feet with safflower oil.
Bao Shihong suddenly became wary: "The injury is not serious, how did you do it?"
Heipi raised his head and looked at Bao Shihong, who opened his mouth and said, "I got into a fight with my wife, what about you?"
Bao Shihong was stunned for a moment: "It hit the door frame."
At this time, the voice control light went out, Heipi coughed, and the voice control light came on.
Heipi complained: "You've saved so much money, you can even install a voice-activated light in the bathhouse!"
Bao Shihong was thoughtful when he saw this.
Well, it still smells the same, just like the urine flushing sensor.
In the bathroom of the guest house, Sanbao opened the bathroom door, and Xiaojun was squatting on the toilet with a newspaper in his hands. He raised his head and the two looked at each other in astonishment.
Sanbao stared at Xiaojun with some annoyance: "It's a public place, how can others sit there?"
Xiao Jun disagreed: "I'm used to it, and I can't pull it out while sitting. Could you please close the door?"
Then he held up the newspaper.
Sanbao slammed the door angrily and left.
In the room of Brother Dao's theft gang, Brother Dao was soaking his feet in the basin.
Hei Pi was combing his hair in front of the mirror, while Xiao Jun was squatting on the sofa, smoking, changing channels and watching TV.
Heipi patted Xiaojun next to him excitedly: "What a fucking hot pursuit order. I just said it has high technology. Fortunately, you can run fast! Hey, brother Jun, you can run fast enough. You can jump over the wall in a hurry. I am in middle school.
100 meters 12 seconds 5, what about you? You said we are running so fast, why don't you use my trick, smash it open and grab it, let the alarm sound, and no one can catch up..."
Brother Dao kicked the basin and pulled a slipper on the black head: "Compete, compete, compete for whatever, you can do it! I listen to you, I will rebel against you!"
Heipi was stunned by Brother Dao's move and was at a loss for words.
Xiaojun quickly stood up and cleaned up the washbasin: "Brother, calm down, this kid is a mean-mouthed kid who just came from his hometown and is ignorant."
Hei Pi stood there with a look of grievance on his face. Xiao Jun picked up the basin and handed it to Hei Pi: "Get some water for brother."
Heipi took the basin and went out aggrievedly. Brother Dao grabbed the pillow towel and wiped his feet: "Second brother, we have to be smarter, our colleagues have already taken action!"
Outside the Confucian Temple, Bao Shihong squatted by the well, holding a military coat in his arms.
In the sewer, Sanbao took a flashlight and shined a light into the pipe. Sanbao raised his head and said, "It's clear, there are footprints."
Bao Shihong shook his head: "Our classroom exercises in the police academy are more complicated than this. Try to figure out criminal psychology. First, there is a sign with electricity on the back wall. It has an effect. It is impossible to turn it over. Second, in the front yard
Even if the control is tight, it is impossible to get in. In addition, the manhole cover is loose and there are footprints under the well, which is evidence! From the perspective of criminal investigation, there is logic, evidence, and this..."
He patted the military coat in his arms: "...it just shows his identity."
Sanbao climbed to the mouth of the well, looked up at Bao Shihong, and wondered: "Military coat? A soldier."
Bao Shihong shook his head: "Use your brain. Soldiers don't wear winter clothes anymore. Only beggars always carry military coats that can be used as quilts. This group of people is very mobile. They beg during the day and steal at night."
He thought for a while and firmed up his thoughts: "It seems that those beggars at the door last night were probably lookouts."
Sanbao climbed up and the two of them worked hard to cover the manhole cover.
Bao Shihong rushed to Sanbao: "Weld it on!"
In the courtyard of the Confucian Temple, Xie Xiaomeng, who was carrying large and small bags, stood in front of the jade lotus counterfeit counter, picked a fake, looked at the sun, weighed it with his hands, put it in his pocket, and turned around to walk into the Confucian Temple.
It certainly makes sense that the movie is called "Crazy Stone".
Four waves of people are all crazy about this "stone".
Xie Xiaomeng is probably the weirdest among them.
When the scene turned, Bao Shihong was offering incense to the statue of Guan Gong next to him: "Guan Erye bless you."
The audience couldn't help but laugh. Mr. Guan is really busy.
A crack was opened in the floor, and a security guard inserted the voice-activated sensor under the floor and covered it with a carpet: "Okay, Brother Bao."
Xie Xiaomeng next to him opened the tripod!
Bao Shihong came over and said, "Try it."
The security guard turns on the siren.
Xie Xiaomeng put the tripod on the stage, and the alarm sounded loudly. Xie Xiaomeng was startled and jumped off the stage.
Xie Xiaomeng asked: "What's going on?"
Bao Shihong turned his head and said to the security guard next to him: "Turn it off, turn it off! How about the sonic anti-theft device?"
Xie Xiaomeng said with some surprise: "Okay, Brother Bao, you are an engineer and a contractor."
He set up his photographic equipment while Bao Shihong lay on the viewfinder to watch what was going on.
Bao Shihong: "You also contract work and materials, and your father doesn't give me any money. You make a lot of money from taking one photo, right?"
Xie Xiaomeng opened the bag next to him and took out the lamp holder: "Whatever money you make, just make cigarettes and alcohol. Besides, I won't come here just for the money. I heard that I am the director of the factory and I will die to let me take pictures for them."
A few photos. I specialize in the human body, but I have been forced to become a tabloid reporter. Isn’t this forcing girls into prostitution?”
As he said that, he set up the photography light, walked to the display cabinet, and walked around the display cabinet: "Hey, no, you have to help me open this cover, this glass is reflective."
Bao Shihong shook his head: "This won't work. If I don't open the note, no one can open the lid."
Xie Xiaomeng took out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them into Bao Shihong's jacket pocket: "My dad, that old guy, is a bureaucrat. Brother Bao, we are all young people. How can we be like him? Don't worry about me."
, with you here watching, even the gods can't take it away, just ignore him, open it, open it."
Bao Shihong smiled awkwardly, touched his chin, then took out the key and opened the cabinet: "If you do less publicity, you will be less concerned about it. Hurry up and don't let me see you."
Xie Xiaomeng took pictures of the jadeite in the open showcase, and Bao Shihong was curious about Xie Xiaomeng's professional equipment.
Bao Shihong looked at the lens cover and wondered: "Nike? Are you still producing a camera?"
Xie Xiaomeng was happy, threw away the reflector and raised his head: "Brother Bao, help me lift the reflector."
Bao Shihong took the reflector and was at a loss: "Where can I lift it?"
Xie Xiaomeng quietly took out the fake from his pocket: "Here, here, right opposite the lamp."
Bao Shihong walked to the display cabinet and unfolded the reflector with his hands.
Xie Xiaomeng continued: "Look at the light, it's facing right, this is it, this is it."
Bao Shihong held a cigarette in his mouth, stared at the flash, and carefully adjusted the angle of the reflector in his hand.
Xie Xiaomeng looked at Bao Shihong's reaction and pressed the flashlight in his hand to connect. With a pop, Bao Shihong's eyes dazzled, he turned his head away, and the cigarette ashes fell to the ground.
At this moment, Xie Xiaomeng took advantage of Bao Shihong's rubbing of his eyes, quickly took out the jadeite from the showcase, put the fake into the showcase, and put the jadeite into his pocket.
Then he said: "I'm sorry, Brother Bao, it went wrong, it went wrong."
Bao Shihong turned his head: "It's okay, let's take a picture."
Xie Xiaomeng pressed the shutter, and a photo of an emerald lotus appeared.
It can be said that this situation was unexpected by everyone, mainly because they did not expect that Xie Xiaomeng would be the quickest to succeed.
In other words, I didn’t expect that the jadeite would be stolen by Xie Xiaomeng so quickly.
And everyone else is still in the dark.
The next day, Bao Shihong and Sanbao walked out of the Confucian Temple.
Sanbao said: "Don't worry, we have made appointments with everyone around here."
Bao Shihong warned: "If you buy something on the way, don't go empty-handed."
Sanbao was suddenly stunned. He grabbed Bao Shihong and pouted forward. Sanbao wanted to step forward but was held back by Bao Shihong.
Bao Shihong looked up and saw the Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road. Mike walked to the car holding a cup of instant noodles.
Bao Shihong recognized Da Ben and complained to Sanbao: "Damn it, it's only five thousand yuan, it's worth it! Go over there."
As he spoke, Bao Shihong and Sanbao walked in the opposite direction along the street outside the Confucian Temple.
In a teahouse, there are a bunch of tea bowls on the table, and the waiter is holding his nose and pouring tea for everyone.
There were several beggars sitting at the big table with solemn expressions.
Bao Shihong clasped his fists: "Where is the loess that doesn't bury people! Brother, I have also walked on the night street, and I know the rules. I invite you all here just to talk to the brothers. Talk about the Confucian Temple. Everyone is so noble.
Please show some respect. Brother, I prepared a small profit, it’s a small thing. But if you don’t give me this face, don’t blame us for being rude..."
The little beggar whispered: "Qi Gong, what do you mean?"
Qi Gong replied in a low voice: "The urban management department enforces the law in a civilized manner."
Bao Shihong waved his hand, and Sanbao brought a basin with some cigarettes and wine in it. The beggars stared at the gifts with expressions of indifference. Qi Gong smiled at Bao Shihong: "I will definitely cooperate with your work."
