Treasure hunt in warehouse, start awakening treasure appraisal system

Chapter 15
There was a muffled bang.

When he saw John flying upside down, Bob was startled.

Just ready to aim and shoot.

However, he hadn't had time to aim the gun at anyone.

A hand has reached out.

The next moment this hand reached out, it grabbed Bob's bent index finger on the trigger.

"Crack!"

Almost everyone heard the sound of bones breaking.

Immediately afterwards, Bob, a skinny black youth, uttered several horrifying screams.

It was this scream that drew many people out on this street.

However, this scene is not over yet.

Everyone saw that a young man reached out and grabbed the pistol-holding hand of the black youth holding a pistol.

The screams were not over yet.

The young man had already shot again.

The young man leaned forward suddenly, then turned around, and at the same time grabbed the black man's hand with both hands.

An over-the-shoulder throw threw the black man to the ground.

This scene was not only seen clearly by the neighbors on this street.

The audience in Su Fangya's live broadcast room kept this scene firmly in their hearts.

[I rely on it!Is this the work of planting flowers? 】

【It's amazing, this young man from the flower-growing country subdued the gangster with a gun in just three or two strokes. 】

[Anchor, you are too good, aren't you? 】

[If I read correctly just now, did the anchor knock down the big black man in two or three hits? 】

[Anchor, accept apprentices?The kind that gives money. 】

【Wow, I didn't expect my little brother to be good-looking, and even his kung fu is so good, I love it. 】

[It's so handsome!Anchor, accept me as an apprentice?I can give money! 】

And some people on both sides of the street who came out to watch the excitement didn't understand what was going on.

Soon, a policeman specially responsible for patrolling this street came from not far away.

"What's going on? What happened here?"

"Police, these two men broke into our store and robbed us, and they took the painting."

Su Fangya hurried out and told the police what happened in fluent English.

Bob and John crawled on the ground motionless.

"them?"

The policeman looked at the two people crawling on the ground, and looked up at Su Fangya suspiciously.

"Sir, this store belongs to me. These two people happened to be bumped into by me when I just came back. I remember, I can subdue them for trespassing on private territory, right?"

The white policeman nodded, noncommittal to what Su Jie said.

Soon, he yelled twice into the intercom.

Soon several white police officers also wearing police uniforms came over from a distance.

"Bob? John? Why are you two again?"

A white policeman who came over seemed to have recognized the two black men.

He couldn't help laughing and kicked the two people on the ground.

Until then, Bob and John stood up from the ground.

However, judging from the appearance of these two people, they don't seem to be very afraid of the punishment they will receive for violating the law.

Su Jie frowned at the two, and the police.

"Hey, these two people are already habitual criminals in this area, but I didn't expect these two guys to be so brave enough to come to Chinatown to commit crimes."

Seemingly aware of Su Jie's gaze, the policeman couldn't help but chuckled, "They used to be thieves, and they came out after being locked up for a few days."

Su Jie understood, thought for a while, and said, "What they want to grab is an oil painting worth 200 million US dollars. I wonder if this can aggravate the crimes of the two of them?"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, the white policeman turned his head suspiciously and looked at Su Jie.

"Are you lying to me? An oil painting worth 200 million dollars? I have been to your small shop, how could there be a painting worth 200 million dollars in your small shop?"

The white police obviously didn't believe what he said.

"Sir, this oil painting is "Red, Yellow, and Blue" by Wassily Kandinsky, a famous abstract painter in Polar Bear Country in the [-]th century."

On the side, Su Fangya took the oil painting from Su Jie's hand.

He lifted it up and showed it to the white policeman.

The white policeman looked at the oil painting, although it looked like a children's painting.

However, looking at what these two yellow people said about having noses and eyes, is it true?

Some spectators around seemed to have seen some tricks.

Hey, it turns out that the guy who runs an antique shop got the treasure and was coveted by others.

Everyone in the neighborhood usually knows that the antiques sold in this antique shop are basically fakes.

But who would have thought that there would be a real thing out of this pile of fakes.

This thing is really incredible, more than 1000 million US dollars.

"If you didn't lie to me, Bob and John, you two could be in prison for the rest of your life."

"what?"

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of Bob and John changed.

Even, became frightened.

"Mr. Police, we didn't steal his oil painting!"

John said hurriedly: "This person is completely slandering us, we obviously didn't take his painting."

"Yeah, we need evidence to do things. We didn't take your painting, obviously you put the painting in our hands."

The policeman looked at Su Jie, as if he had no intention of helping him.

This is Lighthouse Country.

The police will not go out of their way to frame these two black men.

Nor would he go out of his way to help Su Jie, who is a flower-growing countryman.

Su Jie himself knew this very well.

In the absence of strong evidence, these two black men who committed crimes in front of him may really let them continue to get away with it.

"I have evidence here."

Halfway through the scene, Su Fangya said suddenly.

"Ok?"

Several people turned to look at Su Fangya.

"I have already recorded the scene of these two people robbing the house with a live video. I have the whole process of these two people's crimes here."

After speaking, Su Fangya took the phone to the police.

After checking the phone, the police looked at Bob and John playfully.

"Now, do you have anything else to say?"

Suddenly, John said again: "You said your painting is worth more than 1000 million U.S. dollars, is it really worth more than 1000 million U.S. dollars? Don't try to fool people with a fake painting!"

Seeing that there was indeed evidence of his own burglary, John quickly changed another question.

Since you can't escape legal sanctions, you can only start by reducing your own punishment.

If he was killed for burglary just now, he would be killed.

However, now that it is in the hands of the police, things are different.

Next, he'll be for the burglary, and the burglary he held with a weapon, and the value of what he robbed.

In court, the judge will convict these two people through these directions.

(End of this chapter)