This is a utility room for storing debris.

Zhao Gangliang's body appeared in the utility room and looked around.

This utility room is not big, and there are some things like brooms.

Zhao Gang looked around.

There was nothing else in the room except these things.

Zhao Gang-ling looked up again and didn't even have a camera.

"If someone touched it from here, it would be fun."

Zhao Gang smiled, walked to the door, and listened to the door for a while.

There was no movement outside.

Zhao Gangliang pushed open the door and walked out.

This is a promenade with no people.

The utility room is at the end of the corridor.

There are carpets on the corridor, and there are paintings on the left and right where Zhao Gang couldn't name them.

Of course, it can be seen that these paintings are not expensive, because no one comes to visit them, and secondly, those paintings are hung freely and there is no thread or anything else.

Walking out along the corridor, turning a corner, and vocals slowly appeared in front of them.

Zhao Gang-ling walked out of the corner and saw a small hall.

There were many people in the small hall, who either stopped in front of some works or were wandering around.

Zhao Gangqing sorted out his clothes and walked into the hall with his head raised.

There are some statues, oil paintings and other statues in the small hall.

These things are said to be works of art and are very valuable.

Zhao Gangliang saw several paintings.

One of them is a few black vertical strips drawn on white paper.

The name is Fanchang.

The name is a good name, but Zhao Gang-rye just couldn't tell where this thing was valuable.

When Zhao Gangqing saw the price marked below, Zhao Gangqing complained decisively.

Such a painting is actually priced at 350,000 yuan!?

This young master was able to draw this thing when he was in kindergarten.

Look at the next painting.

"Who is so stupid that he actually put the cardboard used by someone to test the pen in the stationery store here?"

Zhao Gang-ling looked at the painting in front of him and said.

"You don't understand?"

A man's voice came from the side, "This is the work of the famous modern painter Shinnosuke Nohara, named Fanchang. Look at his lines, it seems like the cardboard we tried when we were studying, and these casual circles fully demonstrate the painter's psychological state..."

"Mao, this is something that any stationery store has..."

Zhao Gang-ling said as he turned around and looked at the person talking beside him.

When Zhao Gangliang saw this, he was stunned.

"Wei Shengjin!"

Zhao Gang's eyes widened.

"Long time no see...well, it doesn't seem like it's been a long time."

Wei Shengjin said with a smile.

After the initial surprise, Zhao Gangyan immediately replied to normal.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Gangliang asked.

"What do you think?"

Wei Shengjin asked with a smile.

"For the painting of a bad omen above the donor's head?" Zhao Gang asked with a frown.

"I didn't say it."

Wei Shengjin smiled and shook his head, saying, "Actually, I'm here to appreciate the artwork."

"Oh." Zhao Gang-ling nodded and said, "Where is your subordinate?"

"you guess."

Wei Shengjin looked around and said, "Guess where they will be."

"How do I know?"

Zhao Gangliang shrugged and said, "But I don't mind telling you that the person in charge of security today is from Black Hawk."

"oh!"

Wei Shengjin said oh, nodded, and said, "What? Isn't you?"

"Of course not."

Zhao Gangqing shook his head decisively and said, "I'm just here to feel the artistic atmosphere."

"This is not funny." Wei Shengjin said seriously.

"What you said is not funny."

Zhao Gang-ling said seriously.

"Is No. 6 okay?" Wei Shengjin asked suddenly.

"very good."

Zhao Gang nodded.

"That's good."

Wei Shengjin smiled and said, "I'll go and see other things."

"Please do it!"

Seeing Wei Shengjin leave, Zhao Gang frowned.

This Wei Shengjin is a member of Bauhinia. What organization is Bauhinia? Thieves Group!

If such a person appears here, the purpose is very obvious!

Three or five million things are probably not enough to get into the eyes of people who are Bauhinia.

"It's interesting now."

Zhao Gang touched his chin, "Bauhinia people and Black Hawk people are busy, lively, haha!"

There are many professions in this world.

For example, hunters, hunters.

Then there are naturally hunters organizations, hunters organizations, and mercenaries.

Then there is a darker killer group, the thief group.

Of course, there are also security companies.

Bauhinia is a large thief group, while Blackhawk is a big company in the security industry.

If these two people do it, they will be no worse than Purgatory and Yan Luo!

Moreover, many people's identities are actually common, such as hunters can be people in mercenaries, and they are also from security companies. Even hunters can be hunters.

One flower and one world.

One leaf and one bodhi.

The change of identity is often just a moment.

Zhao Gangyu walked around the exhibition hall with his hands in his pockets.

While walking around, Zhao Gangliang came to the hall.

Many people were gathering in the hall, as if waiting for something.

Zhao Gangliang could vaguely hear some bad omens on the donor's head.

Just then.

A ringtone suddenly rang in the exhibition hall.

Dingling.
To be continued...