Chapter 71: Beautiful

Chapter 71
The three people slowly moved to the study on the second floor of the main house.
Opening the door, the man with the knife looked around and sneered: "You rubbish, your life is really luxurious!"
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Sister Ning started from scratch, and she may not suffer less than you. There is no need to say that!"
"Humph!" The knife holder snorted coldly, and stopped speaking.
"Little Yangzi, under the keyboard tray of my desk, there is a button, you press it." Zhang Ruining said with a violent pant.
The blade was cold, and death was not far away.
Zhou Yang walked to the desk according to Zhang Ruining's words, bent over and touched under the keyboard, his eyes lit up.
A sound of mechanical transmission sounded.
The decorative wall opposite the desk cracked a gap, and slowly moved to both sides, revealing the metal hidden door inside.
"I knew it, there must be a treasure house!" The knife holder sneered slightly.
"The painting is inside, but I need to use my iris to unlock it!" Zhang Ruining's body became soft. During this period of intimidation, her physical strength dropped rapidly.
Zhou Yang said: "Brother, your knife is a little loose, otherwise Sister Ning can't open the door."
The knife holder moved the dagger to the other side, still withstanding Zhang Ruining's neck arteries, but after all, the restraints were loosened a lot.
Zhang Ruining moved to the cipher plate of the metal door, pressed a few numbers, a small window popped open on the door, revealing the iris meter inside, and Zhang Ruining moved his right eye over.
"Dip." A weak electronic sound came out, and the metal door opened a crack.
"You... go in and get the painting!" The man with the knife winked at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang did not panic and said to Zhang Ruining, "Sister Ning, where is the painting?"
"The one on the bedside is!" Zhang Ruining said.
The moment Zhou Yang opened the door, he couldn't help but let out a compliment.
Even the knife holder was a little dumbfounded.
The room inside the secret door is about two hundred square meters, and the place against the wall is a large bed. The surrounding walls are covered with paintings, and there are six or seven museum shelves filled with various antiques.
"Fuck, you girl really has a lot of background!" The knife holder gasped heavily.
This house is worth more than a billion, which is where Zhang Ruining's real confidence lies.
Even if all her business fails one day, as long as this house is in the collection, she can make a comeback at any time. This is Zhang Ruining's lifeblood, which can be judged from the fact that she specially built a secret room to hold it in full bloom.
Zhou Yang walked to the head of the bed, with the picture of chrysanthemum hanging in the middle of the wall.
He stretched out his hand and slowly took it off, gingerly held it in his hand, turned and walked outside.
"Be careful!" The eyes of the man with the knife were red.
He stared at the chrysanthemum picture and whispered: "Dad, I'm about to get the third one, I'm about to get it!"
Zhang Ruining's hair was horrified.
There was a strange excitement in the other's tone.
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "We're done. We will draw with one hand and others with the other. I hope you can keep your promise!"
"Stop talking nonsense, give me the picture!" The knife holder took off the big square bag and stretched it forward, "Fit me in!"
Zhang Ruining suddenly became nervous.
Zhou Yang flashed countless thoughts in his mind, then smiled: "Okay! I believe you!"
He took a step forward, suddenly tripped under his feet, and exclaimed.
The chrysanthemum picture flew out instantly.
The man with the knife was shocked and subconsciously reached out to grab it.
At this moment, Zhou Yang pulled Zhang Ruining away and grabbed the opponent's knife with one hand.
"Magic hand, start!" Zhou Yang roared in his heart.
As the knife-holder grasped the painting, he felt an overwhelming soreness suddenly appeared all over his body.
It felt like a group of people were scratching his feet, armpits and ribs at the same time.
He shook his body and fell directly to the ground.
Zhou Yang grabbed the dagger and stabbed the opponent's thigh, shoulder and calf fiercely.
Accompanied by several screams, the knife holder finally could not get up, lying on the ground and staring at Zhou Yang with hatred in his eyes.
"Don't move, police!"
Wei Feifei led a group of colleagues into the study with guns in hand, and simply took the man with the knife down.
Zhang Ruining's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and her body was so soft that she fell into Zhou Yang's arms.
Zhou Yang held her slender waist with one hand, and Zhang Ruining let out a muffled grunt of ecstasy.
"Magic hand, turn it off!" Zhou Yang remembered that this big move was still on.
"Just get the painting, why don't you let anyone go?" Zhou Yang looked at the fiercely armed humanity.
"Everyone who has touched this set of paintings should die!" The knife holder gritted his teeth. "This set of paintings is in my father's collection. If it weren't for family trouble, how could it be left out? Everyone who handles it is an accomplice. Damn it!"
His roar was full of resentment.
"We adjusted the surveillance. After you killed the second person, you appeared in the camera near the scene of the crime, but why did we no longer find you? What method did you use?" Wei Feifei finally Still unable to hold back, he asked on the spot.
Zhou Yang laughed: "Officer Wei, I will make you a living person?"
With that said, he walked to the man with the knife and tore open his shirt, exposing his shoulder and half of his chest.
Then, under the ignorant gaze of all the police officers, Zhou Yang fumbled on the opponent's chest and lifted a thin layer of skin. He completely lifted the thin skin, and lifted the skin of the opponent's chest and shoulders, then the face and head.
Everyone suddenly realized that the person with the knife wore another layer of skin on his body, no wonder his face was so stiff, it was a fake face, and his true face was extremely ordinary.
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The police officer took the suspect away, and Wei Feifei left after taking notes for the two of them.
The study was quiet, Zhou Yang and Zhang Ruining sat side by side on the sofa bed.
Here not long ago, the two had a close interaction, but now Zhang Ruining is still trembling slightly, this strong woman is really terrified.
Hearing Wei Feifei introduced the first two cases, Zhang Ruining knew that he had escaped from the dead.
"Little Yangzi, if it were not for you, my sister would have died today." Zhang Ruining grabbed Zhou Yang's arm and refused to let go.
"Sister Ning is a lucky person with her own natural appearance, it's all gone!" Zhou Yang let out a long breath.
Not only Zhang Ruining, he is also in danger today.
There is an error in several consecutive judgments, which will lead to irreparable consequences.
Fortunately... Fortunately, the skills given by the system are powerful.
Seeing Zhang Ruining shivering, Zhou Yang couldn't bear it, so he started to divert the subject.
"Sister, can you take me to your treasure house? There are so many babies in it, I want to see and see!"
Sure enough, this topic made Zhang Ruining's spirit better.
She took Zhou Yang's hand and got into the secret room.
Although it is a secret room, the ventilation and lighting are good, the dry humidity has been specially adjusted, and the 24-hour constant temperature is conducive to the preservation of various artworks.
Zhou Yang walked to the wall and looked up one after another, admiring and exclaiming from time to time.
"Sister Ning's collection is really proud!"
"I like this picture!"
Zhang Rui stood quietly behind Zhou Yang, looking at this tall man, who rescued himself from death.
"Sister Ning, which is the most precious thing in this house?" Zhou Yang asked back, "I want to see."
Zhang Ruining bit her lip and seemed to have made some important decision.
She walked quickly to the door and locked the door, Zhou Yang even heard the sound of the decorative wall outside slowly closing.
"Wow, Sister Ning is not going to show me a pair of handed down works..." Zhou Yang laughed.
Zhang Ruining walked towards him, one by one, the clothes on his body fell on the ground.
The indoor temperature began to rise.
Zhou Yang's heart rate is also rising simultaneously.
Zhang Ruining walked to Zhou Yang, grabbed his hand and pressed it on himself.
"Little Yangzi, the most precious thing in this room...now it's yours!"