Phantom Thief Kidd

Chapter 227 Pink Lion Diamond

"Mr. Curator, I have to remind you that a group of people have already set their sights on this museum, so I ask you to let me keep that treasure..."

In the corridor leading to the curator's office in the New York Museum, two people were walking one after the other.

Walking in front was a thin old man in a suit and leather shoes, who was the curator of this museum.

The curator is smiling on the surface, but if you look closely, you will find that the word impatience is written in the depths of his eyes.

Following the curator was a young man with a square face, wearing a blue half-sleeve sweater, tan trousers and brown leather shoes. The most important thing was that he was of Chinese descent.

Unlike the curator's expression, he was full of anxiety, hoping that the curator would pay attention to what he said.

Although he himself knew how absurd his words were.

If you ask someone to give you a treasure, let alone a treasure, no one will agree to a stone.

So much so that along the way, the curator didn't even plan to talk to him.

As for why he was not kicked out, it was mainly because the young man was a well-known archaeologist. In recent years, many unearthed cultural relics passed through his hands, and then donated to the museum free of charge.

Provided many collections for the museum.

It is the inner thought of the curator not to offend young people too much.

But no matter what, even if you dug up these collections, they are now the property of the museum, and it is absolutely impossible for you to take them away!

You also made up a lot of lies to deceive yourself, such as mysterious mafia or magical items, you are an archaeologist anyway, and you don't know how to find a more reliable excuse.

The curator seems to have seen through the young man, but he didn't point it out.

As a young man, he was full of enthusiasm at the beginning, and only wanted to make a meritorious cause, so he could donate the cultural relics he found regardless of pay.

It will take a few years to understand that these are all false, the fame and achievements are just taking off your pants and farting, and the real benefits are real

Regret it now, know the preciousness of cultural relics, and want to take things back?

It's a pity that if you want to get back what you have lost, you will have to pay a very high price.

Possessing cultural relics without authorization is a crime. It doesn’t matter whether someone abides by this law. In the final analysis, it exists. As long as there is this law, then I can sue you for bankruptcy at any time, even if I don’t want any benefits.

In a word, I take your benefits as a matter of course, and if you grab my wool, you are seeking your own death.

This is the power and nature of capital!
The owner of the museum shook his head inwardly. He had a good impression of this kid at first, but he didn't expect that he couldn't resist the temptation of benefits after all.

It's just... What are the characteristics of the treasure he just described?

Forget it, I didn't listen to his speech very carefully just now, I just remembered that it seemed to be very precious...

The curator thought for a while, his museum had just collected a priceless pink diamond on the front foot, and the young man ran over to ask for the treasure on the back foot. If there was no contact, he would never believe it.

The young man didn't know that in the heart of the museum owner, his image had been reduced to a crappy liar who coveted gems.

He was still eloquently warning the curator, what a terrible organization the Mafia is, and dangers would come to the museum at any time.

However, although he was slow in observing people's hearts, he could tell that the curator didn't seem to cooperate with him.

"Oh, it seems that I can't convince the curator anymore."

The young man thought with disappointment, but since the curator did not expressly refuse, there is still room for negotiation. ,

It is not in his character to give up without working hard until the end.

Finally, the two reached the door of the office.

The curator sighed secretly, why didn't this guy leave? Does he really want that big diamond? Sure enough, money is the most touching thing.

From entering the gate of the museum to find himself, and then visiting the museum and returning to the office, this person kept lobbying himself.

For a moment, he couldn't help being moved by the youth's perseverance.

It's a pity, it's still the same sentence, there is no need to discuss it!
So, after realizing that if he didn't directly refuse, he might be entangled forever, the curator turned around and spoke humanely behind him with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Chen, I know you are worried about the safety of the treasure, but please rest assured that the museum has adopted advanced protective devices, no matter whether it is gangsters or gangsters, they will not be able to steal the pink lion diamond."

The museum owner patted Chen Long's chest very confidently.

Seeing that the museum owner is so confident, and thinking that as the largest museum in New York, it must have the most detailed security measures, Chen Long is no longer so worried.

As for the possibility of not being able to get something today, it’s not a big deal. If it’s not possible, please ask Sergeant Black to use his authority to get the talisman...

and many more?

What did the host just say?
Pink Lion Diamond?
No, what I said was obviously a spell!
"No, Mr. Curator, you have misunderstood me, what I just said is..."

However, this time the curator did not give Chen Long a chance to continue talking.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, but I have to work now. If you have anything to do, please come back another day for consultation."

The curator quickly walked into the office and closed the door heavily.

After Chen Long knocked twice, he found that there was no movement, so he had to leave dejectedly.

What he didn't know was that the curator was complacent about sending Chen Long away.

"This Chen Long's brain is really bad. If you want to take treasures from me, since you have sent me so many precious cultural relics before, it's not like I can't be flexible."

"But at least you have to give me some benefits. The pink lion diamond is worth at least hundreds of millions, so it's not too much to divide it with me. All the cultural relics you get in the future have to be handed over to me."

"It's really beautiful to want something without giving benefits..."

"Most buyers who fancy the Pink Lion diamond are..."

Thinking about it, the curator felt a little thirsty, and was about to drink a cup of coffee when he glanced out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly found a white card on the desk out of thin air...

Walking out of the entrance of the museum, Chen Long looked pensive.

"Walong and the others are bound to get the spell, and they will find it here soon. I must send the spell to the thirteenth district as soon as possible. It seems that I have to do something I shouldn't do tonight..."

Thinking of this, a trace of determination flashed in Chen Long's eyes.

"Wait, Mr. Chen, don't rush to leave!"

Suddenly, Chen Long heard someone calling himself behind him, and the voice seemed to be that of the curator.

Looking back, I saw the curator running out of the museum in a hurry, calling Chen Long's name constantly.

thump!
Maybe it was too hasty, which caused the curator to accidentally step on the air when he ran down the steps of the door and fell to the ground.

Seeing the curator's panic-stricken look, Chen Long's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that the Mafia has found it, and they have taken the spell?

He hurried over to help the curator up.

"What happened, Mr. Curator, is someone from the Mafia coming?"

The curator shook his head.

"No, it's worse than that!"

(End of this chapter)