"I understand, I will understand." Old Master Wenshan replied immediately.

"Then don't call Shangqing during this period, nor do you answer the phone call from Shangqing. We are going to make a fake Shangqing go out to submit the service. If you are found out, it is likely that the police will call him. Never answer, as if you answer, everything will be done." Lu Qiao said again, saying that as long as Mr. Wenshan believes it, he can stop answering Lisa's call.

"I understand, you are not going to make a fake Shangqing and let my grandson make meritorious service, right?" Mr. Wenshan asked.

This is indeed Lu Qiao’s idea, but this statement actually made Mr. Wenshan realize it himself. It’s just that this fake Shangqing is real. Since the old man understands Lu Qiao and smiled: “That’s it. By the way, you tell me and I will also tell you. It’s better that you close the store and go out for a few days to hide. Then I’ll hang up the phone.”

Lu Qiao was thinking about giving Wenbo a day more time, and then looking for Wenbo to see if he could convince him. Leave Wenbo a day to call him, so he should have the chance to make things happen.

Lu Qiao didn't think much about it afterwards and went to learn to have a driver's license.

...

Lisa was restless in the office, and the knock on the door was heard.

Lisa took the dagger and walked over, opened a crack in the door and opened it completely.

Lisa sat back to her position and put down the dagger in her hand. At this time, a man walked in.

This is naturally the man Lisa called before, wearing very heavy clothes, with a hat and mask.

"What did you do?"

"I want you to check someone for me. This is your reward." Lisa said, putting the fingerprints in her hand on the desk and putting a scroll on the desktop.

The man took a few steps forward and picked up the scroll. He opened it and stuffed it into the backpack behind him with satisfaction. Then he picked up the fingerprints he had stained, took a look and threw them on the table and said, "I took the painting away, just check it out. This painting is used to protect you, I advise you to hide."

"What does it mean?" Lisa said in confusion.

The man took out his cell phone and showed it to Lisa.

There is a photo in the man's mobile phone, which is the account book that Lu Qiao gave to Lao Liu.

"What is this?" Lisa said in confusion.

"A Jiaozi account book appeared near Sanguandian Lane. Such an important thing was handed over so easily. There is a problem. Do you understand? Just use the reward you give to help you prevent disaster. If you want to check your fingerprints, you have to pay more." The man said with a smile.

"I will get you something else, but you have to check it first." Lisa said, handing the fingerprints attached to the tape to the man.

There is a scroll in the cabinet in front of Lisa, but Lisa knows that if you give it directly, it will make the other party not believe that it is a valuable thing. Naturally, you should keep it for a while and make the man feel that he is sincere. This is not a bad thing, but a real famous painting.

The man grabbed Lisa's fingerprint and smiled: "After finding it out, I will tell you by phone. I will give you an address and ask you to send the goods. But we won't meet again after today. It's very tired to hide it from you. Don't make trouble, and advise you to leave quickly."

Lisa's mind was rotating rapidly at this time, and Lisa naturally knew who the bill in Sanguandian Lane came from. Lisa reached out to take the mobile phone from the man's hand to observe the picture. The picture was the account from a few years ago. Lisa understood that this account was a real thing and could not be fake. But if the newly made account was definitely not so detailed, it could only exist all the time. And it was not just intentional, but intentional. Then it can only explain that Mr. Wenshan planned to kill himself because of his grandson's affairs?

Lisa thought of a word in her mind at this time, called "Baoshiya".

Lisa returned the man's cell phone: "I won't leave Lugang, you come with the news of your fingerprint. I will hand you the next painting to you, and we will not owe each other after that. If you don't come, forget it, I can guarantee that the next one is more valuable than this one."

The man grabbed the fingerprint sticker and left without saying a word. The man who left found a trash can downstairs and threw away the tape.

In the eyes of men, Lisa herself had no intention of keeping it. The value of a painting is enough for her life for the rest of her life, so there is no need to take greater risks.

At this time, Lisa called Wenshan first in the room, and the phone was naturally hung up. She thought of something in her mind and called someone again and said, "Good price, do two people. One is an old man and the other is in prison, find someone who can trust."

At this time, Lisa would not be burned by Mr. Wenshan. Lisa was thinking about the idea of ​​being able to escape. Of course, no matter whether she could or not, Wenshan's grandson would never be kept.

Prison, supper.

The prisoners gathered together to sign up and entered the restaurant. Today's dinner was quite sumptuous.

Wenbo was having supper, and the inmates looked at each other.

"Is the meal good today?"

"Yes, this soup is just too hot."

At this time, a prisoner said, "Big Hei is here. What is he doing in the corner? This black man is not easy to mess with and often causes trouble."

Wenbo was imprisoned for the first time and didn't understand any rules. He just got to know a group of people in his cell, and the next second, the big old man locked Wenbo's throat.

At this time, Wenbo wanted to struggle but found that he could not move at all. The black man behind him was several times stronger than his.

The big old man locked Wenbo, and the spoon in his hand was removed. The front end was left with only a sharp spoon handle.

At this time, Big Lao Hei held the handle of the spoon and was about to pierce Wenbo's throat. Wenbo's inmate was anxious and wise, splashing the hot seaweed egg soup directly at Big Lao Hei.

Even Wenbo was burned hard, just as the big old man let go and screamed.

The prison guards surrounded him with electric batons and stopped what was going to happen. At this time, Wenbo's face was burned and he collapsed on the ground.

He was still scared and said to the big old man Hei who wanted to kill him: "Why do you want to kill me?"

The big old man Hei replied in Chinese in a non-standard manner: "Shangqing asked me to come."

"Superior? English?"

"I listened to the pheasant he said, the young and dandy."

"Wenbo, are you okay?"

"Everyone goes aside, squat down and raise your head." The prison guard shouted.

Wen Bo covered his face and heard clearly that what Da Lao Hei was talking about Shangqing. Could it be that Grandpa really planned to betray Shangqing? Shangqing already knew that he planned to kill him to silence him in order not to betrayed?

While the black man started, another group of people fled in the pawnshop door.

The prison guard helped Wenbo get up and took Wenbo to the infirmary.

The doctor in the infirmary simply used burn medicine to apply medicine to Wenbo, and Wenbo kept wailing.

The doctor shook his head: "I heard that it was a deliberate revenge. How could you, a young man who had no power to get involved in the crime of foreigners?"

At this time, Wenbo said, "I don't know, doctor. Please. Can I call home and report my safety? My face is like this, I want to talk to my family."
Chapter completed!