What kind of evil did he commit?

**

night.

In the villa.

"As soon as Miss Si's magazine preview came out, all parties responded very well. "Feng San reported, "The official website has opened a magazine appointment, and they did not release data at the front desk. Xizhai went to the back desk to check it out. At present, the number of people making reservations has reached 300,000."

In just a few hours, there were 300,000 reservations, and the appeal was indeed terrifying.

Yu Xiheng nodded slightly, but his eyes fell on the coffee table.

Feng San also read it over and was stunned: "Is this Miss Si's book? Did she fall down?"

Si Fuqing habitually bought two books, one for annotation and the other for collection.

It's still the same book "Biography of Emperor Yin".

There is a line of words on the title page, with dragons flying and phoenix dancing, clouds and flowing water, and force penetrates the back of the paper.

This line of characters has just been written, and the ink is still very new.

——I hope that he will see the prosperous Xia in his lifetime.

Yu Xiheng paused and fell silent as he looked at the sentence.

Feng San couldn't understand the man's attitude and did not dare to speak.

After a while, Yu Xiheng withdrew his gaze and his voice was cold, "Want to go back to Beizhou tomorrow?"

"Yes." Feng San looked through the schedule, "It's the end of the month, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School is about to start school. Miss Si will be in the group to film after reporting."

"Well." Yu Xiheng was light, "We'll go to Beizhou too."

"I understand." Feng San understood in an instant, "I'll inform Group Zero now and let them prepare."

**

The next morning.

Sang Yanqing was packing his luggage and received a call from Tang Qiao.

She only heard one sentence, and her expression changed: "I lost it? When? Okay, I'll go there now."

After the call, Sang Yanqing quickly contacted Si Fuqing: "Qingqing, something happened. The editorial department was stolen last night. The three antiques you photographed were gone!"

Si Fuqing paused: "Is it because of the trailer? Someone noticed the antique?"

"It should be." Sang Yanqing frowned, "I didn't expect that if the antique is lost, the Tiandi Alliance will definitely not give up. I have to go there first to ask."

Si Fuqing spoke slowly: "Sister Sang, let me go with you, maybe I can help."

When the two arrived at the editorial office, Tang Qiao was scolded by a young man and her face turned red.

"What did you say at the beginning?" the young man said coldly, "You will definitely be optimistic about antiques, just to promote traditional culture, but now, antiques are lost in your hands. What do you think?! Are you stealing yourself? Want to sell them out?"

The value of those three antiques is more than one million.

Although it is not the most precious in the Tiandi League Museum, it is very rare because it is just one.

An editor couldn't listen: "Sister Tang is not that kind of person!"

"Then where did you say you went?" The young man looked sarcastic. "The museum has equipped every antique with tracking sensors. She only knows about this. Why is there no signal in tracking sensors?"

Which thief is so careful?

Tang Qiao did know that she couldn't speak: "Mr. Qiao, I..."

"Okay, stop talking." Qiao Qingshi raised his hand, he said lightly, "It's okay to find the antiques. If you can't find them, just wait to join the law enforcement team!"

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Tang Qiao anymore and began to contact the technicians of the Tiandi League and the law enforcement team of Sijiucheng.

There are often things like antique theft, and the Tiandi Alliance has many countermeasures.

But this time they can't connect to the sensor at all, which proves that the stolen person used a signal shield.

"You mean, every antique has a special sensor?" Si Fuqing said, "It's just that the signal is blocked, and the sensor has no faults, right?"

"Yes." Qiao Qingshi was so irritable. "Of course there will be a tracking sensor. Can you feel at ease by handing the antiques to you guys? What can you understand?"

As soon as he said this, the expressions of the editorial department employees changed.

"That's easy." Si Fuqing nodded, "As long as the signal block is removed, you can find the antiques through the tracker."

Qiao Qingshi took a deep breath and stopped.

He knew Si Fuqing, after all, this face was quite famous.

But he has never looked down on these people in the entertainment industry.

With a high salary, I want to take advantage of the popularity of history, but I don’t cherish antiques, have no culture, and I know nothing about cultural relics.

Qiao Qingshi laughed angrily: "It's easy to deal with? As long as the signal blocking is lifted? How can you lift it?"

If Si Fuqing hadn't filmed some magazine cover, the antique wouldn't have been lent out.

Si Fuqing put down his backpack and took out the computer, but his eyebrows were still lazy: "Yes, I can."

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See you tomorrow ~
Chapter completed!