Chapter 554: Thief

Chapter 554: Thief

The people outside the door watched the police officers leave, and then opened the door and entered after a while.

Li Qiao raised her head, and a man in a white shirt and blue trousers came into view.

He is about thirty-five years old, with a very mature temperament, and his every gesture is steady after years of precipitation.

The other party walked straight in front of Shang Yu, and called him with a smile on his lips, "Master Yan, long time no see."

The man glanced at Li Qiao, seeing that she was still looking at her intently, he pursed his thin lips slightly displeased, "Sit down."

Su Yujing, the current ruler of the Su family in Longhuai.

The interaction between him and Shang Yu is not particularly familiar, at least not as warm as friends.

"Who is this?" After Su Yujing took his seat, he rolled up his sleeves and turned his head to look at Li Qiao with a little surprise in his eyes.

Shang Yu took a sip from his teacup, "My fiancée, Li Qiao."

Surprise flashed across Su Yujing's eyebrows, and he quickly returned to calm. He nodded slightly, "Hello, Miss Li, I'm Su Yujing."

Li Qiao greeted him politely and politely, put down the Su embroidery album in her hand, and heard the man say in a deep voice, "Did Su Embroidery Village lose something?"

Su Yujing leaned against the back of his chair and nodded worriedly, "Well, at the International Embroidery Exhibition two days ago, a Suzhou embroidery thangka picture worth hundreds of millions was lost. The police suspect that an international habitual criminal named Mo Jue stole it. Yes, I don’t know if I can get it back.”

Mojue, this name is a bit strange.

Unknowingly?

Li Qiao listened to Su Yujing's explanation without saying a word, and after a few minutes, she also understood the ins and outs.

The Suzhou embroidery Thangka picture is a handicraft handed down a hundred years ago, and it belongs to the Thangka that has been preserved so far.

It can also be said to be a family heirloom of the Su family.

In this International Embroidery Exhibition, in order to carry forward the Su embroidery Thangka craft, the Su family framed this Thangka picture and sent it to the exhibition.

Originally, the security measures of the exhibition were very strict, and various infrared monitoring and anti-theft measures were also in place.

But no one expected that such a thangka map embroidered in Suzhou would be stolen the night before.

"He stole in the country, why does he need the cooperation of Interpol to arrest him?"

This question was asked by Li Qiao.

In Su Yujing's explanation, she couldn't help being aroused rare curiosity.

Interpol, that is Song Laoliu's business scope.

Su Yujing rubbed his brows and sighed softly, "I don't know too well, the police only said that he seldom gets involved in the country, and spends most of his time traveling internationally. He is famous and a loner.

He is a self-proclaimed thief. He once sneaked into a famous foreign museum and stole Renaissance paintings, but later sent them back.

I heard that Interpol had been watching him for a long time, but they couldn't find his hiding place. "

Speaking of this, the expression on Su Yujing's face became even more bored.

That Suzhou embroidery Thangka picture is priceless, and most importantly, the artistic value of that picture is priceless.

It would be fine if they could be sent back, but if they were really trafficked abroad, it would be extremely difficult to get them back.

Thangka itself is a priceless treasure of Tibetan culture.

At this time, Shang Yu rubbed the teacup with his fingertips, tilted his head, and asked in a low voice: "Do you need help?"

Su Yujing frowned, "Don't worry, the Interpol has already sent people to the country. If there is a chance to contact them, I'll ask them about their progress first."

"Yeah." The man didn't force it, and the tea room was quiet for a few seconds before Su Yujing remembered the business, "By the way, the embroidery lady has already made arrangements, and now I can have a measurement."

Hearing this, Shang Yu's thin lips curled into a faint smile, and he raised his chin while looking at Li Qiao, "Go."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Give it to me?"

The man pressed his thin lips and smiled deeply.

...

Su Yujing ordered someone to take Li Qiao to the tailor's room. As soon as she entered the door, seven embroiderers surrounded her and began to measure her body. After a minute and a second passed, it was a full half an hour before it was considered over.

At the same time, in the flower pond in the backyard, amidst the beautiful scenery of a rockery stream, a man was sitting in the grand master's chair, with a cigarette in his hand, chatting with Su Yujing in a low voice.

"The thirteen halls of the Su family in Longhuai have all been stabilized. If the dark hall has any needs, the hall of the Su family is obliged."

Shang Yu breathed the smoke into his thin lips, the white mist curled up, his voice was indifferent and low, "Since you retired at the beginning, let's do your Su family's business well. The second hall has already arranged a new hall master, and he will go all out."

Hearing the sound, Su Yujing licked his back molars, looked directly at the man's stern and flat face, "Master, even if I quit, as long as the dark hall needs me, I will..."

Before the words finished, Shang Yu raised his hand holding the cigarette and interrupted him, "There is no need for the Su family to get involved."

Su Yujing's heart was shocked, and he didn't speak for a long time.

He used to be one of the four masters of the dark hall, but because he wanted to take over the Su family, he had no choice but to withdraw.

In this line of the Su family, there is only one son and one daughter. His younger sister has been away from home for many years, and Su's father is old and does not have enough energy to continue to take care of 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 maintains 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, just as Shang Yu and Su Yujing finished their conversation.

The man stood up after smoking a cigarette, took Li Qiao's hand and left Su Embroidery Village.

Su Yujing stood outside the door concentrating for a long time, sighing silently, feeling very complicated.

In his life, the man he admired the most was Nanyang Shang Shaoyan.

He is decisive in killing and attacking, ruthless and arrogant, but he is absolutely righteous to his own people, and he values ​​love and righteousness.

It was a helpless move to quit the dark hall back then, and perhaps looking back on this life after many years, there is no guarantee that he will not regret it.

But there is no way, the road of life is full of choices.

On the other side, Li Qiao and Shang Yu left Su Embroidery Village, and boarded a cruise ship on the Nanhuai River in a blink of an eye.

Apparently it was all arranged by him in advance.

On the wooden boat that could accommodate seven or eight people, Liu Yun was swaying the scull with unskilled movements.

Luo Yu leaned against a corner of the cabin, put his arms around his chest and mocked him, "I thought you were omnipotent, it seems that you can't do things well."

Liu Yun was shaking the scull with both hands, and at the same time had to keep a good grasp of the direction of the cruise ship. He took the time to give Luo Yu a cold look, "Come here!"

Luo Yu shrugged, "I refuse."

She can't row the oar, and that thing is bigger than the oar, so it's not easy to control.

Liu Yun gave her a blank look, and continued to clumsily row the oar.

Why did he himself volunteer to row the boat on the grounds of safety?

Wouldn't it be good to let the boatman follow on board?

Not only did he fail to show his omnipotent talent, but he also exposed his shortcomings. I don't know if the boss and Miss Li heard the sound of the bow hitting the river bank wall just now.

At this time, in the cabin, Li Qiao was sitting on a low stool, tilting her head and looking at Shang Yu opposite, "Why do you make me a cheongsam?"

Previously at the Su embroidery shop, she learned from the embroiderers that he ordered ten sets of handmade Su embroidery cheongsams for her, seven of which were red, most of which were wine red.