Chapter 212 I know a peerless master
April 21st.
In the morning in Shucheng, the air is filled with the freshness and vitality unique to spring.
The sun shines through the mist and gently shines on the antique streets, giving this historic city a faint golden glow.
Shiraishi, wearing an elegant hat, strolled on this quiet but busy morning street, holding a fresh flower he bought from a street corner flower stall in his hand.
It was a lily that had just bloomed, white and flawless, as if it could purify all the noise around it.
Today he made an appointment with Sun Huiwen to watch a movie, so he prepared the flowers early.
However, just as he was immersed in the morning light and the fragrance of flowers, a subtle feeling began to linger in his heart - the strange feeling of being watched.
At first, he just glanced slightly sideways.
Scanning the surroundings with the corner of his eye, he didn't seem to find anything unusual.
Pedestrians were still hurrying about, and vendors were busy doing business. Everything seemed so ordinary.
But for Shiraishi, who has experienced countless ups and downs, this intuition is by no means groundless.
He continued to move forward calmly, his steps brisk yet steady, but an invisible net had been quietly laid in his heart.
Having chosen Shu City to retire, he knows almost everything about most of the routes in the area where he often travels.
Shiraishi deliberately chose a more tortuous route, passing through several narrow alleys.
Every time you pass a mirror or a shiny window, you will use reflection to look behind you in a seemingly casual way.
In one such reflection, he caught an imperceptible shadow following closely behind. Although the distance was not far or close, it always remained.
After realizing that he was indeed being followed, Shiraishi felt calmer.
He decided to take advantage of the intricate terrain of Shu City and the hustle and bustle of the morning market to get rid of this uninvited guest.
Shiraishi quickened his pace and entered a bustling market. The crowd instantly overwhelmed him.
Here, every stall is like the entrance to a carefully laid out maze.
Shiraishi shuttled between them, sometimes stopping to chat with the stall owners, sometimes bending down to select products, and every movement perfectly concealed his true intention.
Finally, he suddenly ducked into a small antique shop at a corner.
He quickly walked through the store, slipped out of the back door, and entered a quiet alley.
The man who was following far behind just caught up.
But they found that the alley was a dead end, and there was no sign of anyone at the moment.
The sun shines overhead.
The sound of footsteps behind him made him turn around suddenly.
He found Shiraishi, who had been following him for a long time.
At this moment, I had the time to cross my arms with my hands and look at him silently from behind.
"It has to be you. Technology hasn't deteriorated much."
The man smiled slightly, showing a bright smile.
When he raised his head to reveal his face hidden by the hat, an unusually handsome face appeared.
He has deep and charming blue eyes that seem to be able to discern the secrets of people's hearts. His slightly naturally curly blond hair glows softly in the sun, adding a bit of uninhibited artistic temperament to him.
His smile is warm and slightly cunning, as if there is always a secret that is about to be revealed, making people want to get closer but dare not believe it easily.
His dress is impeccable, showing his ultimate pursuit of quality of life.
Whether it is a tailored suit with a well-fitting cut and fine texture, which perfectly outlines his slender figure, or the exquisite silk ties, retro pocket watches and just the right pocket squares that are inadvertently revealed, they all reveal a kind of classic and elegance that transcends the times. fashion.
Just like a gentleman from an old-time movie, every decorative detail exudes irresistible charm.
"Nick..."
"The clothes you wear in the morning are so tasteful and ritualistic. I really can't think of anyone else besides you."
Bai Shi curled his lips and rolled his eyes helplessly at the guy following him.
To say it has a sense of ritual is a bit restrained.
Wearing a tuxedo and walking on the crowded snack street.
Although it looks good, it always feels like a lunatic.
The man in front of me is called Nick Horton.
He is his good friend and fellow student. They have been together in the art crime world for a while, and they have a deep friendship.
He is also a guy who combines elegance, handsomeness and extraordinary charm.
He is not only a genius in the criminal world, but also a peacock with his tail open, a charming symbol that is irresistible to anyone.
Later, when I retired, we parted ways.
"It's been a really long time."
Nick Holden opened his arms and hugged Shiraishi without any explanation.
Shiraishi looked at his good friend whom he hadn’t seen for several years.
Also hugged.
If another acquaintance came to see him, he would be more or less nervous.
But with Nick, there's no need to worry.
Not only do they have the same teacher, they also have a life-long friendship several times.
He was the only one I told him my retirement address.
But Baishi understood that this guy who acted like a playboy all day long would make a special trip to Shucheng in China just because he missed him.
"Tell me, why are you here for me? Don't tell me you just miss me."
"I have to say first that I have washed my hands of myself and will no longer participate in those things."
Shiraishi asked seriously.
He didn't believe that this guy just missed him.
When Nick Horton came to see him today, he specifically used this trick to follow him, but he also dressed up conspicuously so that he could be easily discovered.
This meant that he had no ill intentions, but he still wanted to briefly test his current skills.
If he had malicious intentions, Nick Horton could have concealed his appearance and not be so showy and easily discovered like he is now.
You must know that when the two of them traveled together in the world, Nick Holden was the one who was better at stealth, communication, lies, and acting, while Shiraishi was more inclined to the technical aspects of various research and fraud.
If Nick Horton is following him carefully, Shiraishi feels that with his somewhat unfamiliar skills, there is a high probability that he will not be able to find it.
So Shiraishi initially concluded that this guy had a big job and wanted to work with him.
It's just that he really wants to be washed in a golden basin...
"I still can't hide it from you."
"The British Museum will have a plan to transfer some of its collections in the next few days. I have investigated the specific itinerary."
"I think I still believe in your ability. Let's work together again and keep all the loot from those robbers for ourselves~"
Nick Holden smiled slightly, and with infinite charm, he spoke like a king.
He didn't talk about feelings.
Instead, he directly used the name of the British Museum to seduce Shiraishi. This made Shiraishi couldn't help but pause.
He had decided to wash his hands in a golden basin, but he couldn't help but be a little shaken at this moment.
The British Museum in London is one of the oldest and largest museums in the world, with collections spanning millions of years of human history and including many world-famous artworks and artifacts.
Loot it all.
Simply the crowning achievement in the field of art crime.
but……
"We have cooperated so many times, and you and I are not short of money."
"Why are you looting the British Museum? Not only is the risk high, but those things are registered. Once you get them, it will be difficult to dispose of them."
Shiraishi shook his head helplessly.
I still chose to decline between words.
"Freedom is our hobby, we never care about paying taxes on time and working 9 to 5."
"Don't you think this is cool?"
"Do you still remember that sentence? A heart that longs for excitement can't stop..."
Nick Horton spoke tirelessly.
There was excitement and passion in his words, and it was obvious that he was not like Shiraishi, who had been retired for several years, and that his edges had been smoothed by daily life.
"The desire for excitement cannot be stopped, and the dream of climbing mountains and ridges is endless."
"Why go over the mountain? Because the mountain is right there."
Shiraishi murmured.
The following sentences from what Nick Horton said are given.
These words were all too familiar to him.
This is what the master said back then, and it is also the code of conduct he has followed for half his life.
Shiraishi was a little moved.
He knew that a person like him could not settle down in a corner.
But……
Looking at the flower in his hand, Bai Shi fell silent.
He did not directly agree as Nick Holden expected.
But there was some hesitation.
"Actually, several paintings by Qi Baishi are also on the list of goods transported by the convoy."
"That Qi Baishi painting you took in the British Museum is not all there is."
After pondering, Nick Horton unleashed his trump card.
He knows Shiraishi's life experience and the origin of his name.
Baishi was an abandoned baby who was wrapped in a fake imitation of Qi Baishi's paintings as a blanket and placed at the door of a Chinese-run orphanage in California, the lighthouse country.
After that, the name Shiraishi came into being.
Baishi and Qi Baishi have an inexplicable connection, and Qi Baishi's paintings also have different emotions.
only.
Nick Horton clearly miscalculated this time.
No matter what he said, Shiraishi remained unmoved.
"Nick...forget it."
"I feel like I'm having a lot of fun now."
"For the sake of everyone's feelings, I will at most provide you with some network technical support remotely. As for venturing abroad, forget it."
Shiraishi shook his head in refusal.
Then he cast his gentle gaze on the flower in his hand.
Nick Holden looked at Shiraishi's eyes and smiled helplessly.
He understood that Shiraishi was also old and had found his own destination.
As a friend, he simply doesn't force anything.
"Forget it then."
"Without your personal help, the original success rate of 50% would suddenly drop to only 20%."
Nick Holden’s eyes were a little sad.
I feel helpless that there is no way to achieve this great goal.
There is a 50% chance that you can still give it a try.
If it's 20%, forget it.
He just likes excitement, not seeking death.
"Actually... I can recommend an expert."
Shiraishi looked at the somewhat disappointed Nick Holden, pondered for a moment and said.
These words made Nick Horton, who was already thinking about returning to China after spending some time in Shu City, couldn't help but his eyes started to shine again.
"Master? How tall?"
Nick Horton asked in less than proficient Chinese.
There was a look of curiosity on his face.
The cooperation between the two of them was already the limit in the criminal world. He didn't believe that there was anyone else whose ability could make Shiraishi worship him so willingly.
"It should be as high as three or four stories."
"I don't know if he wants to join."
"I only know that if he is willing to join you, your success rate for this operation may be higher than 50%."
Shiraishi said with strong confidence on his face.
Recalling the end of the time with Chen Yun, Chen Yun suddenly showed a series of things that were different from ordinary people.
Shiraishi always felt that he was a bit conservative when he said 50%.
He didn't know what kind of monster was hidden under his incredible learning ability that he could learn any technique instantly?
His gut told him so.
That guy Chen Yun's carving, darts, games, fighting, etc. are different from ordinary people, but that's just an insignificant part of the surface.
The real Chen Yun is a real monster.
I just dug a little and was shocked by the terrifying tip of the iceberg.
If you dig deeper.
It’s unimaginable!
(End of this chapter)