Chapter 1029

"Let the teacher go. I'll give you something."

Reesa is secretly absorbing the heat in the room.

"Hand it over, or I'll kill him."

Raisa hesitated and took out the nosimara copper cone.

Raisa always carried the nosimara copper cone with her.

"Let the teacher go first, and I'll give you something." Said Raisa.

Nader made a look at the gunman behind Raisa.

The gunman reached for the nosimara copper cone.

But when he touched nosimara's copper cone, he was severely burned.

"Ah It's hot. "

Raisa releases heat from her body onto the nosimara copper cone.

It also turned the nosimara copper cone into a soldering iron.

Raisa took advantage of the gunman's injury and immediately grabbed the gunman's gun.

But before she could shoot, Nader had already shot.

Bang -

Raisa was shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

Nader comes forward and picks up the nosimara copper cone wrapped in a cloth.

Then Nader turned around and shot Joe Baylor.

Joe Butler had a blood flower on his forehead.

At the moment, reesa could not make a sound, and her eyes were in tears.

She never dreamed that she would kill Joe Butler.

The man who raised her for 11 years, took good care of himself and regarded himself as his daughter.

At this time, he died at the gunpoint.

"Turn on the gas."

Nader smiled at the undead Raisa on the ground.

"Poor boy."

Boom -

in a loud explosion, the house exploded into pieces.

The two cars at the door were moving away.

"Boss, I've got it. Yes, I've got the nosimara copper cone."

The sound of fire engines, police cars, and ambulances.

Raisa's consciousness is still clear. She can hear the ambulance and the rescue workers.

Ruisha regrets, regrets everything

But what the world lacks most is regret medicine.

Deep regret haunted her mind.

……

"Well, the girl is gone."

"How is it possible that she has just finished the operation, where can she go?"

The nurse in the ward looked inside and outside, but she couldn't find her at all.

Raisa dragged her weak body, tears could not help wet her cheeks.

Remorse was interwoven in her mind.

What she couldn't accept most was that even before Joe Butler died, she had no time to call him Dad.

Revenge, revenge on that group!

This is the only thing she wants to do now.

Driven by hatred, her brain is running at full speed.

Raisa takes out a mobile phone, which she stole.

Raisa called the communications company.

"Hello, I'm the Los Angeles police. My number is 054244. I want to check the recent communication record of a phone number."

There are thousands of communication companies in Midea, which are different from those in China, so it is relatively easy to communicate and the process is very simple.

And the police in the United States is also a gold plate, able to investigate most of the information.

"Hello, do you need a lift?" The sound of a bad beating came.

Ruisha turned around and saw Chen Chu sticking out of the window.

"Why are you here?"

"On behalf of the school to visit you, you look very energetic." "Goodbye," Chen said

"Do you want to make money? A lot of money. "

"You just borrowed two million dollars from me. Are you rich enough to hire me?"

"Do you know about the Norton Simon Museum?"

"Yes, I was near that place that day."

"I know whose hand it is."

"Oh, so what."

"That's at least $300 million worth of cultural relics, don't you want it?"

"If you're talking about $300 million in cash, I'm interested, but cultural relics, ha ha..."

Chen Yu never thought those cultural relics could be worth astronomical figures.

Most of them are fried, just like diamonds.

Of course, the value of some cultural relics is only the figure obtained by some experts after valuation.

If someone buys it, that's the real value.

No one buys it, so it's just a valuation.

The transaction price of most cultural relics is far lower than the estimated value.

Only a small number of real historical and archaeological values, as well as extremely rare cultural relics, can really have those values."In fact, Jesse and I were planning to steal the Norton Simon Museum that night..."

Ruisha didn't hide it. She told Chen Yu about her actions that day and what happened.

Chen Yu didn't expect that Ruisha, such a child, had such a big heart.

Stealing the National Museum is not something ordinary people have the courage to do.

"As long as you help me find that group, I can help you plan another theft plan. Of course, if you want to rob, I can help you too."

Chen Yu rolled his eyes. "Do you have any misunderstanding about me? If I'm really short of money, I can rob the bank directly. Why do I rob the museum? OK, children, before I call the police, hurry to get out of my sight. "

In Chen Yu's eyes, reesa's brain is full of water.

"I don't want the two million dollars I invested to go to waste."

"You'll regret it. You'll regret missing a lot of money."

"Goodbye."

"I could have done it without you."

Ruisha looks at Chen Yu's car.

Once again, the brain works at high speed.

At this time, the communication company sent a message.

This is Jesse's call record in recent days.

According to Jesse's call records, Jesse has only talked with her and Waka in recent days.

In other words, Jesse is probably going to sell things to Waka.

Then Waka leaked the news.

Waka must know the identity of those people.

……

"West, I want you to inquire about one thing."

"What is it?"

"Do you know about the Norton Simon Museum?"

"President, you're not going to do this, are you?"

"If it's me, it's not the Norton Simon Museum, it's a big bank in Los Angeles."

West thought, too.

If Chen Zhu robs, he will definitely go to the bank directly.

Instead of robbing museums, the efficiency of value conversion is too low.

"President, what would you like to ask?"

"I found some clues. I want to know the actual value of the lost cultural relics."

"President, we are the public sector. Don't you think we should return the lost cultural relics to the owner?"

"That's not interesting. I wanted to spend half of my money on our association."

"You said that." Weston was excited.

He has long been concerned about the Norton Simon Museum, so he knows the value of the lost artifacts.

"Of the four cultural relics lost, three were valued at between $80 million and $150 million, but a wealthy man in the ring of romance asked for $200 million and was rejected."

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes, that is to say, the value of at least one of the lost cultural relics is certain.