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After clearly understanding his location and the general environment, Li Jun clicked 'Start'.

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With a soft sound, a white circle pushed the door open and stopped at the sofa next to the small table.

"Hey, hey," the person behind the desk noticed someone entering and seemed to quickly get up to greet them, his voice containing surprise and respect. "President Liu, what brings you here?"

Huh?

Li Jun was slightly taken aback.

He guessed this was the curator's office, and the person behind the desk was the curator. He originally thought the curator was the highest-ranking person in the art museum, but judging from the respectful tone, this President Liu's status was even higher?

"Oh, my, Curator Jin, thank you, thank you for the photos you sent the other day. Masterpiece, a masterpiece! Hahahaha."

The person's voice sounded smooth and amiable, with a slight non-standard dialect accent, making one imagine a smiling, bowing, and enthusiastically giving-a-thumbs-up businessman.

Curator Jin sighed and smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing, don't make a fuss! I'd rather you keep these high-resolution photos to yourself; don't spread them around!"

Li Jun stroked his chin, first labeling the two voices with names.

He wondered if he was being too suspicious, but he felt something was off about this Curator Jin.

From their conversation, it was clear that Curator Jin and President Liu weren't in a superior-subordinate relationship, so why was Curator Jin's attitude so respectful at first?

Or was it that he secretly leaked some kind of confidential information, and therefore didn't want to see President Liu?

"The methods for forging famous paintings are so advanced now!"

Just as Curator Jin was sighing, a phone rang.

Li Jun subconsciously reached into his pocket, took out his phone, and was puzzled. "No one's calling me?"

He paused for a moment before realizing that it seemed to be the game's ringtone!

President Liu complained apologetically, "Oh dear, my phone is always..."

The phone stopped ringing.

"Ah, it's nothing, hehehe." President Liu laughed, apparently having hung up the phone, and said playfully, "Forgery, do I look like one?"

Curator Jin also gave an awkward but polite laugh, "Um, this... not at all..."

Li Jun frowned.

Did President Liu mean he was in the business of buying and selling paintings?

After making such a random joke, he suddenly found President Liu very suspicious.

The saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Like Li Zhongwen in the previous case, who framed his brother, he didn't act like he was reporting out of righteousness, but directly stated his resentment towards his brother, to reduce the police's suspicion.

This President Liu might be using the same trick, deliberately making a joke to reduce his own suspiciousness.

The phone rang again, and President Liu clicked his tongue, complaining, "Oh dear, why is it ringing again?"

Hanging up the phone, he continued, "Ah, just kidding. ♦♦ ♦♦ I just like collecting, and I wanted to see the quality beforehand. You see, I've already prepared the money; I'm definitely buying the master's work."

Li Jun nodded, so President Liu's identity was a collector.

Curator Jin hesitated, stammering, "But, today, I'm afraid..."

President Liu's phone rang again, and Curator Jin said helplessly, "Take the call, it's okay."

Even the smooth-talking President Liu couldn't pretend to be nonchalant after several consecutive calls. "Ah, I just came specifically to thank you. Well, you go ahead, I'll take this call."

If it wasn't something very important, surely no one would persistently call after their calls were repeatedly rejected.

Li Jun controlled the little person, following behind President Liu, hoping to hear some information.

As soon as he went out, he heard a clear sentence: "Hey, which way to the storage room?"

"That way!"

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What the hell?

Li Jun was a little confused.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that there were 3 sound sources speaking simultaneously in the exhibition hall, different voices mixed together, making him feel overwhelmed.

He rewound the audio, this time sticking close to President Liu and listening carefully.

President Liu lowered his voice, speaking as if from his throat: "Hey? 嬲 your mother! \u0026*%@!@#..."

Li Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After listening several times, he only understood that the first sentence was cursing someone!

This President Liu spoke with a bit of an accent, kept his voice down, and there were other people communicating in the exhibition hall.

The difficulty of clearly hearing what he was saying was no less than throwing a light plastic bag into a trash can from a distance of 3 meters!

"Anyway, this President Liu has a big problem."

"Oh, hello? Secretary Ma!" After muttering something unintelligible, President Liu seemed to answer a new call. "Oh, oh, I'll be at the door right away, right away, right away!"

This time he raised his voice, no longer hiding, and didn't deliberately use an accent, allowing Li Jun to hear him clearly.

President Liu entered a fan-shaped small room above the art museum, closed the door, and the noise outside immediately dissipated.

This fan-shaped room seemed to be a lounge, with a bookshelf filled with books in the corner, and some small stools and sofas in the middle. Two white circles sat down across the table.

One of the 7 voices to be marked was the secretary, and since President Liu had just said "I'll be at the door right away" to "Secretary Ma" on the phone, it seemed that the person opposite him should be her.

President Liu's voice sounded very cheerful: "Hey, this is all thanks to your information. I didn't expect this master to pull such a stunt! Once this painting circulates on the market today, I'll immediately go outside to buy it up. If I make a fortune this time, I must thank you handsomely, okay?"

Li Jun began to think.

President Liu had mentioned in his previous conversation with Curator Jin, "I'm definitely buying the master's artwork."

He was here today for the master's artwork.

However, Secretary Ma revealed a secret, that this master was playing a trick.

Anyway, this Secretary Ma should be an internal staff member of the art museum, an inside agent colluding with outsiders to leak internal information, not a good person.

Secretary Ma spoke, her voice sounding charming, seductive, and shrewd. "It's just a small favor, President Liu, don't be so polite. However, I advise you not to bother looking for the painting outside; the collection market is full of chaos!"

President Liu lowered his voice, seemingly unsure of the deeper meaning of her words, and asked cautiously, "Secretary Ma, what do you mean by this?"

"I've already told you about the master's good intentions. Since it's going to be stolen sooner or later, I'll take advantage of my proximity, heh. Please take a look." Secretary Ma chuckled, her voice light and cheerful.

Oh?

Sooner or later it will be stolen?

Li Jun felt he had discovered some amazing information: "The master who created the famous painting arranged for the painting to be stolen for some good reason?"

He thought again, remembering Curator Jin's reluctance to make a fuss and his stammering appearance when chatting with President Liu, and guessed, "It seems Curator Jin knew the painting was going to be stolen, no wonder he didn't want President Liu to come and buy it."

However, Secretary Ma had become greedy and wanted to use this opportunity to make a profit, turning the 'fake theft' into a 'real theft'.

The master and Curator Jin, and the other insiders, actively arranged the theft. If they later discovered something was wrong, they probably wouldn't want to make a fuss or call the police, damaging their reputation. Therefore, they could only suffer in silence, unable to voice their grievances, and Secretary Ma might become the biggest winner.

What a good plan!

President Liu's voice was hoarse, unsure whether he was horrified or shocked by Secretary Ma's audacity. "You took the painting?"