Bai Mu was looking at his phone, and suddenly it shook slightly.
Zhu Yuan: Lao Bai, we've found the seller of the painting, and he still has Ding Ni. We've temporarily detained him. Do you know him?
[Red Kite: Pictures]
In the picture sent by Zhu Yuan, there was a guy with handcuffs on his hands. He was wearing an expensive suit and had his hair combed back neatly. He looked like a very successful person.
Bai Mu recognized him.
[Bai Mu: Yes, he is my art teacher.]
[Zhu Yuan: That's correct. He confessed that he stole four of your paintings, all of which he sold anonymously at auction.]
[Zhu Yuan: We found a total of 24 billion dinars in his account, but the painting... is likely to be lost.]
Bai Mu thought for a moment.
[Bai Mu: Are you still in the Public Security Bureau? ]
[Zhu Yuan: Yes, I'm here 24/7.]
[Bai Mu: Let him answer the phone.]
Bai Mu made a phone call while saying this, "Zhu Yuan."
Zhu Yuan was in the interrogation room. "Yes, I'm here."
She said as she put the phone to the ear of art teacher Shiraki.
"It's Baimu, you can talk to him yourself."
The art teacher looked at Zhu Yuan and said, "Officer, can I be acquitted if I gain Bai Mu's forgiveness? I'm his teacher, he will definitely forgive me."
Zhu Yuan sighed, "According to the procedure, if Bai Mu voluntarily gives the painting to you, you will be acquitted."
"Speak for yourself."
When the art teacher heard this, he immediately said excitedly into the phone: "Hello? Bai Mu, do you remember me?"
"Remember, the art teacher."
"That's good, that's good, Bai Mu. It's also because the teacher was obsessed with your work. Seeing how good your painting was, he thought of trying to auction it off. Who knew the price would be so high?"
"Teacher, I didn't take much, only four pairs. Can you forgive me?"
The art teacher said excitedly that as long as he could get Bai Mu's forgiveness, he would not have to bear the crime of theft worth tens of billions.
The sentencing for this crime is at least a major theft case, and ten years is a light sentence for the amount involved.
However, Bai Mu did not answer him, but only asked: "Where is the painting?"
"draw……"
When the art teacher heard this slightly angry question, he didn't dare to answer.
All the paintings were bought by anonymous buyers, so how could he possibly find them?
Bai Mu's voice turned cold, "Can't find it, right?"
"Yes, I can't find it, but, Baimu, do you still remember the paints you used in high school? I bought all those expensive oil paints for you."
"Also, I lent you money when you had no food to eat in high school."
"Putting aside these four paintings, don't we have any old feelings for each other?"
The art teacher became more and more excited as he spoke, and almost cried at the end.
Zhu Yuan was a little moved watching from the side, but the final decision was in Bai Mu's hands.
Bai Mu would not pity such a guy. "I can't let him go. What you call charity is all earned by my honest labor. I don't owe you anything."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, the art teacher was completely defeated.
"What an ungrateful guy! He just took a few paintings, how stingy!"
Zhu Yuan frowned and retracted his previous emotion.
She asked, "You drive a luxury car, live in a mansion, and your family's real estate alone is worth tens of billions of denarii. Why would you steal Bai Mu's paintings?"
The art teacher knew that his last chance of escaping the crime was gone, so he simply said in a low voice, "Who would think they have too much money?"
"His paintings are the best things I've ever seen in my life. To tell you the truth, I not only stole his paintings, but also his drafts and the painting materials he used. So what if I'm locked up for ten years?"
"In ten years, he will definitely become the most famous painter in the art world, and if I let him go, I will be the master of the most famous painter in the art world."
"As for his painting materials and drafts, I framed them all and exhibited them. I made a lot of money!"
"Come on, lock me up."
He looked indifferent.
Zhu Yuan was also a little angry and said, "You!"
Qing Yi patted Zhu Yuan's back and said, "Senior, calm down. This isn't the first time we've caught a wealthy man like him, and they all have this attitude."
After saying that, Qing Yi suddenly gave the art teacher a devilish smile, "By the way, does this art teacher know Bai Lao Miguel?"
The art teacher said indifferently, "So what if he knows? He's just the old boss of the Red Fang Gang, the Weeping White Guy. He's trying so hard to get into our upper-class circle. It's so funny, a ragtag gang is treated like a fool by us upper-class people every day."
"You still think you're so great, but you're just a piece of trash."
He crossed his arms confidently.
There was no fear of imprisonment.
Qingyi smiled without saying anything. As someone who had experienced this, Qingyi knew best what these rich people feared most.
This guy will definitely regret it after going to jail.
The two walked out of the interrogation room.
Zhu Yuan asked curiously, "Then what about the illegal gains in his account?"
Qing Yi shrugged. "Why ask? Of course, I'll compensate Senior Bai Mu in full. There's no way the painting will be recovered. After all, the buyer went through the proper auction process, and remained anonymous. Even if you mobilized the Hoshimi clan, it would be difficult to find a single painting in such a large city."
Zhu Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Bai Mu...Senior?"
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