The police officers did the drug and investigation at the scene. Although this thing was valuable, it was obvious that it was a professional case. The Ching family had no surveillance, so it was difficult to say a word.
Tyrion seemed to have lost his soul. He had been sighing since he lost this piece of calligraphy.
Monique, who went out early in the morning, did not go to work, but went to Brucille’s villa.
Xu Wenxiu was about to go to school when she saw Monique.
“Sister-in-law, you’re here.”
“Wenxiu, where is he?”
“Of course he’ll go to bed early in the morning. Why do you think he got up so early when he’s divorced? He doesn’t have to go to school as hard as me. I’ll go first, sister-in-law.”
Aunt Xu got up early and went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. Monique angrily went to Brucille’s room and pushed the door open.
“Brucille, get up.”
Brucille opened his eyes and saw that it was his ex-wife. He instantly sat up from the bed.
“Monique, you’re here?”
“If I didn’t come to warn you, I was afraid that you would use dirty tricks to bribe my father.”
A big question mark was written on Brucille’s forehead.
“What did you say? I bribed your father?”
Monique crossed her arms over her chest and said, “Let me tell you a piece of good news. I lost the piece of calligraphy you gave to my father last night. I heard that the real work of the Master of Calligrapher is worth more than 10 million yuan, right? It’s all thanks to you that the old man is crying at home.”
“What does his birthday have to do with him? You and I will never be together. Don’t use such dirty means to bribe my family.”
Brucille was completely shocked. A real guy worth millions was lost just like that.
“Monique, as you know, our father likes it very much…”
“Shut up. Don’t call him ‘father’. He called me ‘father’ so intimately. It’s my father.”
“Ah, yes, it’s ‘Father’. No, it’s ‘Father’. You know what your father likes. There are some things that I can’t give him. Even if I’m not his son-in-law now, I used to be his son-in-law.”
Seeing that Brucille was not afraid of boiling water, Monique said, “Okay, since you have the ability, bring this painting back to me. I now suspect that you stole this painting.”
“You used such a dirty trick to deceive my father’s feelings so that he would feel guilty to you.”
When a person was in a state of anger, he would often speak without holding back. These words were extremely harmful to Brucille.
Brucille looked at Monique in disbelief. How could she say something like that?
He was silent for a moment and said, “Don’t worry. As long as this piece of calligraphy is still on earth, I will definitely get it back. If I can’t get it back, I won’t mention the engagement in front of you. Is that okay?”
Monique’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Brucille’s cold gaze. She knew that she shouldn’t have said something like that.
It was impossible for him to do such a thing, but what he said was like a splash of water that could not be taken back.
“It has nothing to do with our wedding. This is between you and my father. I only remind you, don’t hurt an old man’s heart. Goodbye.”
When she walked out of the room, Monique’s heart was still beating fast. She could clearly see the tears in Brucille’s eyes.
It seemed that his suspicion just now had hurt his heart.
Brucille did not expect such a thing to happen. He called the paparazzi and asked them to find the whereabouts of this piece of calligraphy, especially the antique market and the auction house.
The hatchet man, Mu Feng, Brother Lang, and the others quickly identified the people who had entered the Ching family through technical means, and then Morgan made a confession on the spot.
Three days later, in a city 500 kilometers away, Brucille saw the skinny dhuta stealing the calligraphy and painting.
The thin wind dhuta was a famous bandit in the Jiang Yang River, and almost everyone in Jianghu knew about it. However, every time he wiped his ass clean, he could always get rid of it easily.
However, he had stolen the wrong house this time. The skinny dhuta was unwilling to admit that he had stolen the painting.
Morgan pressed his face on the ground and said, “Gonewind Tuo, you still don’t know my big brother’s name. I’ll give you another 60 seconds. Think about it carefully. Since I’ve found you, it’s not groundless.”
“This piece of calligraphy is very important to my elder brother. Tell me.”
Morgan rubbed half of his face back and forth on the cement ground, and the right side of his face was covered with blood and flesh.
It was useless for these little gangsters to make a fuss. He had to let them know that it was painful. The thin wind dhuta howled sadly, and Brucille, who was standing on one side, looked more and more terrible.
“Friend, I know it’s not easy for you to travel in Jianghu. I don’t want to kill you. How about this? I’ll pay 20, 000 yuan to tell me where the calligraphy and painting are.”
“I sold it. I sold it to President Wang of the antique market for 1. 9 million yuan. The money is still in my hands.”
Brucille was on the verge of erupting at this time. Morgan helped the dhuta up and said, “Let’s go. Take us to Mr. Wong now.”
Half of Shi Feng Tuo’s face was bleeding as he brought Brucille and the others to the local antique store in front of President Wang.
The thin Feng Tuo said, “Mr. Wong, I won’t sell the calligraphy of the Master of Calligrapher anymore.”
“Gone dhuta, the thing that I spent money on is naturally mine. 9 million yuan in your hand means that we have completed the transaction. Now you say that you don’t want to sell it, but it’s not up to you to decide.”
President Wang said proudly, “Of course, if you want to buy it, you can also give me a fair price.”
Brucille took a step forward and calmly said, “How much does President Wang want?”
“This is the real work of the Master of Calligrapher. The market price is at least 17 million yuan. I’ll charge you 15 million yuan. It’s a personal price.”
Morgan clenched his fists and was about to throw it out. Brucille said, “Mr. Wong is also a businessman. The price is reasonable. I won’t break the rules. I’ll take 15 million.”
Morgan wanted to say something more, but Brucille gave him a look and he immediately shut up.
Brucille spent 15 million to buy back the authentic work of the Master of Calligrapher, and then took the thin wind dhuta to the riverside. Then, there was no more…
Morgan was puzzled. “Brother, the reason why Thinwind Tuo could sell this piece of calligraphy to him means that the two of them are in cahoots with each other. Aren’t you letting him off for nothing?”
“The rules are important in doing business, but we can’t break the rules. He deserves to die, while Mr. Wong just made the money he deserved. But if he made my blackhearted money, I will never let him rest assured.”
Looking at the river in front of him, he said calmly, “Since you’re here, let’s stay here for a few days and keep an eye on Mr. Wong. Wherever he falls, I’ll get up. I’ll let him throw up twice as much.”
Huang Zhencai was very satisfied with Brucille’s words.
“Don’t worry, big brother. I will investigate this Mr. Wong thoroughly, and then we will trap him. You can keep an eye on Mr. Wong and I will contact the hatchet man.”
Brucille was not a pushover that could be bullied at will. He would make President Wang willingly pay 30 million yuan.