Chapter 554: Thief

Chapter 554 Thief
The people outside the door watched the policeman leave, and then pushed the door in after a while.
Li Qiao raised her head, and a man in a white shirt and blue trousers walked into her vision.
He is about thirty-five years old and has a mature temperament. His gestures are all stable after the years have settled.
The other party went straight to Shang Yu's face, calling him with a smile on his lips, "Master Yan, long time no see."
The man glanced at Li Qiao, saw that she was still looking at her, and pursed his thin lips slightly displeased, "Sit down."
Su Yujing, the current head of the Su family in Longhuai.
The interaction between him and Shang Yu is not particularly familiar, at least not as warm as a friend.
"This is?" After Su Yujing took the seat, rolled up his sleeves, turned his head to look at Li Qiao with a little surprise in his eyes.
Shang Yu held a teacup and sipped, "My fiancee, Li Qiao."
Su Yujing's eyebrows flashed in surprise, and soon returned to calm. He nodded slightly, "Hello, Miss Li, this is Su Yujing."
Li Qiao politely and politely exchanged a greeting with him. Putting down the Su embroidery picture album in her hand, she heard the man speak solemnly, "Su Xiuzhuang lost something?"
Su Yujing leaned back in his chair and nodded with a worried expression, "Well, at the International Embroidery Exhibition two days ago, I lost a Su embroidered Thangka picture worth hundreds of millions of dollars. The police suspected it was stolen by an international repeat criminal named Mo Jue. Yes, I don’t know if I can get it back."
Mo Jue, this name is a bit strange.
Do you know the ghost?
Li Qiao listened to Su Yujing's explanation without saying a word, and after a few minutes he also knew the ins and outs.
That Su embroidered Thangka is a handicraft handed down a hundred years ago, and belongs to the very well-preserved Thangka.
It can also be said to be the heirloom of the Su family.
At this International Embroidery Exhibition, in order to carry forward the Su embroidery Thangka craftsmanship, the Su family mounted this Thangka picture and sent it to the exhibition.
The security measures of the original exhibition were very strict, and various infrared monitoring and anti-theft measures were also in place.
But no one thought that such a Su embroidered Thangka map was stolen the night before.
"He is stealing in the country, why does he need the cooperation of Interpol to arrest him?"
This is what Li Qiao asked.
In Su Yujing's explanation, she inevitably aroused rare curiosity.
Interpol, that is Song Laoliu's business scope.
Su Yujing rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "I don't know too much. The police only said that he rarely shot in China, most of the time he wandered around the world, his name is very loud, and he is alone.
He claimed to be a thief, and he once got into famous foreign museums and stole the Renaissance paintings, but later sent them back.
I heard that Interpol has been staring at him for a long time, but he just couldn't find his hiding place. "
Having said that, the expression on Su Yujing's face became even more bored.
That Suzhou-embroidered thangka picture is invaluable. The most important thing is that the artistic value of that picture is priceless.
It's okay if it can be sent back. If it is really trafficked abroad, it will be difficult to get it back.
Thangka itself is an invaluable treasure of Tibetan culture.
At this time, Shang Yu rubbed the teacup with his fingers, tilted his head, and asked very slowly, "Do you need help?"
Su Yujing frowned, "No need, Interpol has already sent people to China. If there is a chance, I will ask them about their progress first."
"Yeah." The man didn't force it. The tea room was quiet for a few seconds before Su Yujing remembered what was going on. "By the way, the embroiderer has been arranged, and now you can measure your body."
Upon hearing this, Shang Yu's thin lips curled up with a faint smile, looking at Li Qiao's chin, "Go."
Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Give it to me?"
The man pressed his thin lips and smiled deeply.
...
Su Yujing ordered Li Qiao to take Li Qiao to the tailor's room. As soon as she entered the door, seven embroidered women began to measure her body. After one minute and one second, a full half an hour was over.
At the same time, in the backyard flower pond, amidst the beautiful scenery of rockery and streams, the man was sitting in the master chair with a cigarette in his hand, whispering something with Su Yujing.
"The thirteen halls of the Su family in Longhuai have been stabilized. If the dark hall has any needs, it is incumbent on the Su Family to go."
Shang Yu sent cigarettes to his thin lips, with white mist curling up, his voice indifferent and deep, "Since I retired at the beginning, I will do your business with the Su family. The second hall has arranged a new master, and he will go all out."
Hearing the sound, Su Yujing licked his back molars and looked directly at the man's cold and plain face, "Hall Master, even if I quit, as long as the dark hall needs it, I will..."
Before the words were over, Shang Yu raised his hand to pin cigarettes and interrupted him, "The Su family doesn't need to come in."
Su Yujing's heart was shocked, and he did not speak for a long time.
He was once one of the four hall masters of the dark hall, but because he wanted to take over the Su family, he had no choice but to withdraw.
The Su family has only one son and one daughter. His younger sister has been away from home for many years, and Su's father is too old to continue to manage the family business.
For Su Yujing, he had no choice but to go home and inherit the family business.
But deep in his heart, he still maintained the original awe and belonging to the hall master and the dark hall.
...
Li Qiao followed the old tailor to the flower pond in the backyard, and Shang Yu and Su Yujing just ended their conversation.
The man pinched his cigarette and stood up, took Li Qiao's hand and left Suxiu Village.
Su Yujing stayed outside the door for a long time, sighing silently, feeling very complicated.
The man he admired most in his life was Nanyang Shang Shaoyan.
Killing and decisive, he is ruthless and arrogant, but he is absolutely righteous to his own people, and he values ​​love and righteousness.
It was really helpless to withdraw from the dark hall that year. Perhaps he will not regret it if he looks back on this life years later.
But there is no way, the road to life is full of choices.
On the other side, Li Qiao and Shang Yu left Suxiu Village and boarded a cruise on the Nanhuai River in a blink of an eye.
He obviously arranged it in advance.
On the wooden boat that could accommodate seven or eight people, Liuyun was very unskilled in shaking the boat scull.
Luo Yu leaned against the corner of the cabin, sarcasmly with his arms around his chest, "I thought you were almighty. It seems that you have done bad things."
Liu Yun shook the boat scull with both hands while still grasping the direction of the cruise ship. He took the time to give Luo Yu a chilly look, "Come on!"
Luo Yu shrugged, "I refuse."
She didn't know how to shake a boat scull, and the thing was bigger than a boat oar and it was hard to control.
Liuyun gave her a white look and continued to awkwardly shake the boat scull.
Why did he volunteer to row a boat on the grounds of safety?
Isn’t it good to let the boatman follow on board?
Not only did he not show his almighty talent, he also exposed his shortcomings. He didn't know if the boss and Miss Li had heard the sound of the bow hitting the river bank just now.
At this time, in the cabin, Li Qiao sat on a low stool, tilted his head and looked at Shang Yu on the opposite side, "Why make me a cheongsam?"
Earlier in Su Embroidery Village, she learned from those embroidered women that he had ordered ten sets of handmade Su embroidered cheongsam for her, seven of which were red, mostly in wine red.
(End of this chapter)