After wearing a book, he was spoiled by a paranoid villain

Chapter 113 Don't hide from him, please?

Jing Han turned around and didn't look again.

The museum owner saw that he was going to leave, and the original thought in his mind disappeared immediately.

Yun Ruoqi waited inside, walked around and looked at the photos on the wall.

The photographer came over and called her, "Yun Xiaoruo, it's alright, it's your turn to shoot."

Yun Ruoqi turned back and walked into the room.

In a trance, Jing Han seemed to hear her name, and his footsteps stopped.

Take a look back.

The host looked at him and turned his head back, and gave him a polite smile.

Jing Han walked up quickly, and before the owner of the museum had time to stop him, he went in.

"Hey, young man! You!"

Jing Han's posture was proud, and he glanced at the decorations inside with cold eyes.

The floor is covered with wooden boards, a vermilion retro table, and old-fashioned pear wood chairs, on which several people sat.

There are various photos hanging on the wall, with a sense of age.

Suddenly a person came in, everyone's movements stopped and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

A tall young man in casual clothes came in, visually measuring 1.9 meters.

His eyes were cold, looking straight at a photographer, and his tone was neither cold nor indifferent, "Just now... what did you call?"

The photographer had just finished taking a group of photos, hadn't sat down, and hadn't had enough rest, when he saw himself, he immediately showed a jimmy expression.

Do you want to appoint him to shoot again?

He is very tired...

The photographer answered his question, "I didn't call for someone, it was my senior brother who called for someone just now." After a pause, "Do you have an appointment? The clothes haven't been arranged yet? You must appoint me to take the photo?"

"What name are you calling!" Jing Han's eyes were cold.

The photographer blurted out, "Cloud...what, what, there is a word like..."

"Aren't you here to take pictures? Are you here to find someone???" The photographer widened his eyes, then glanced at the owner who was following the man, and shouted, "The owner..."

"Where is the person?" Jing Han asked coldly.

The photographer knew that filming was already taking place inside, and he couldn't let people in to disturb him. Holding his professional ethics, he shook his head and looked ignorant, "I don't know, maybe I went to the toilet, or I saw you coming, and I probably slipped away Alright..."

He half-jokingly said that he thought it was very humorous.

But what Jing Han heard was another meaning...

——When you saw me coming, did you run away... afraid?
Jing Han felt a little panicked and aggrieved.

Dodge him once, dodge him twice...

Yun Xiaoruo is really on guard against him all the time...

What are you afraid of?
What's so scary?

The photographer immediately felt a chill on his neck and a chill on his back.

The light in the eyes of the man in front of him disappeared, his breath changed, and he felt unhappy, dull and hesitant.

The photographer felt something was wrong, glanced at the curator, gave him a look, and signaled to leave for a while.

The curator nodded silently.

The photographer was allowed to run into the lounge and locked the door behind him!

After Yun Ruoqi entered the room, all the furnishings he saw were antique, retaining the style of the Republic of China, and there were some flowers and trees, pavilions and corridors...

It seems to open any door of Doraemon...

One side is modern, the other side is the Republic of China...

Yun Ruoqi likes it very much.

Several photographers were in a room, fiddling with cameras. Facing a window, a female photographer called out to her, "Yun Xiaoruo! Come here!"

Jing Han outside the door froze.

The heart that was about to leave immediately stopped, turned around, and walked to a door.

The dark red pattern reveals a long-lasting atmosphere.

Seems like it's been a long time... this door.

The sound insulation effect is not very good.

Jing Han opened it, and found that he pressed it hard with his hand, but it still couldn't be pushed open. There was no lock on the outside of the door, and it seemed to be locked inside.

The owner of the hall hurried over to stop him from kicking the door, and stood in front of the door, "Don't, don't, don't!!! If you step down, my door will be in serious trouble, and the maintenance person will not be able to find it, you... …Keep your feet high, can you please move to another place? The photo is being taken inside, so don’t disturb it.”

The host carefully explained that you can't kick the door, and pointed to other places, "If you want to kick, as long as you have enough money, it doesn't matter how bad it is."

"My purpose is to find people, not to cause damage." Jing Han said each word clearly.

"What's the name of the woman photographed inside?"

"...I can't casually disclose the information of the guests, it's against morality."

The host had the usual smile on his face, easy-going yet alienated.

Jing Han said: "The painting "Women" from 100 years ago has survived to this day, do you know it?"

"Of course I know?!" Isn't that the treasure he bought at a huge price, but it turned out to be a fake!

Even though it was fake, he really liked it.

Jing Han understated: "The real product is kept in my home."

"Fuck!" The curator was shocked!
The painting he bought for 1000 million is fake again!How could he have it!Why are you lying to him?
"Do you really have one?" The curator saw that he was a bit like a gentleman, and said in a low voice, "Give me a contact information?"

　ask for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)