In fact, Meng Xinian certainly knew that Jiang Xiao could not have anything to do with Yuhang.

He didn't blame Jiang Xiao at all, but thought that Yuhang came to work in Beijing for half of the reason for Jiang Xiao, so he felt a little inexplicably restless.

But it was impossible for him to beat the other party up because of such a thing.

Meng Xinian felt that he was still more comfortable when he was a teenager. According to his chaotic spirit, slutty spirit, and unreasonable domineering spirit at that time, if he felt that the other party was malicious, he would just go and defeat the person directly. However, he was older and had more worries now.

"He wants to find you again in the future and bring me with me." In the end, Meng Xinian could only say one thing.

Jiang Xiao felt angry and funny.

"Okay, okay, take you with you. Can you please ask the Mengmeng Officer to take me to see the painting?"

It's all here, and she has the chance at this time, so of course she has to go and see the painting by Yu Guowei.

"Walk."

The two walked to the Beijing Painting Academy in the night.

Not many people knew the real reason why President Jin was hit. But Wei Yixi knew it because when he arrived, the people were going to go to the car to get the painting.

So he knew that those people’s target was that painting. Although Wei Yixi didn’t know what the mystery of the painting had, he still sent someone to send the painting to the painting academy and arranged for staff to lock the painting in the warehouse of the pictorial.

There are people on duty to guard the warehouse of the painting academy.

But from the perspective of Jiang Xiao and Meng Xinian, if someone comes to steal the painting, the person who is guarding cannot keep it. Because he is not a bodyguard like Ding Haijing Guan Tiezhu.

When they arrived at the warehouse, they saw the man sleeping on the table through the window.

This is indeed the time to sleep.

But Jiang Xiao and Meng Xinian looked at each other and felt a little bad.

This may be just a intuition.

They ran to the warehouse. Meng Xinian signaled Jiang Xiao to stop. He reached out and held the door handle and twisted it gently.

The door is indeed not locked!

Just closed.

How can the door of the warehouse not be locked?

Jiang Xiao and Meng Xinian looked at each other again. They subconsciously felt that the painting might have been stolen, and they were probably a step late, but at this moment, they heard a little movement in the warehouse, as if someone had encountered something.

People are still inside!

Jiang Xiao immediately took the mask and handed it to Meng Xinian. He also took one and put it on, then put it on the hat. The two of them immediately opened the door and flew into the warehouse.

There are two warehouses in the Painting Academy. There are some shelves outside, with walls and floors hanging or relying on many paintings and picture frames, and there are also many things stored on the shelves.

There is also a door inside, and there is a small warehouse inside, where some valuable things are stored.

Wang Yi and Jiang Xiao roughly told me that when she held an art exhibition before, several of her paintings were also locked in a small warehouse.

Now the people have obviously pried open the door of the small warehouse, inside. They saw the light with a flashlight shaking inside.

If the staff of the Painting Academy had already turned on the lights as soon as they came in, how could they use flashlights?

Jiang Xiao and Meng Xinian walked over quickly, pushed open the door, and saw two figures looking for something inside. When they got to them, the two were obviously shocked.

"superior!"

They also regarded Jiang Xiao and Meng Xinian as being about to come and secretly draw, so they rushed over in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!