I am the only one who can do it: I think I am really going to become an immortal

He didn't talk about feelings.

Instead, he directly used the name of the British Museum to lure Shiraishi.

This made Bai Shi pause.

He had already decided to retire in his mind, but now he couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

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 works of art and artifacts.

If you loot it completely.

It is simply the highest achievement in the field of art crime.

but……

"We have worked together so many times, and neither you nor I are short of money."

"Why loot the British Museum? Not only is it risky, but the items are all registered. It would be difficult to get rid of them if you get them."

Bai Shi shook his head helplessly.

I chose to decline politely.

"Freedom is our hobby. We never care about paying taxes on time or working from 9 to 5."

"Don't you think this is pretty cool?"

"Do you still remember that sentence? A heart that craves excitement can't be stopped..."

Nick Horton said tirelessly.

There was excitement and passion in his words, and it was obvious that he was not like Bai Shi, who had been retired for a few years and whose edges had been smoothed out by daily life.

"The desire for excitement is unstoppable, and the dream of climbing mountains and crossing rivers is endless."

“Why climb the mountain? Because the mountain is right there.”

Shiraishi murmured.

The following sentences of what Nick Horton said are given.

He was all too familiar with these words.

These were what the master had said at the beginning, and they were also the code of conduct that he had followed for half his life.

Bai Shi was somewhat moved.

He knew that it was impossible for someone like him to stay in peace in a corner.

but……

Looking at the flowers in his hand, Bai Shi fell silent.

He did not agree immediately as Nick Horton expected.

But he became a little hesitant.

"In fact, several paintings by Qi Baishi were also on the list of goods transported by the convoy."

"The Qi Baishi painting you took from the British Museum was not all of them."

After some hesitation, Nick Horton released his trump card.

He knew Bai Shi's background and the origin of his name.

Bai Shi was an abandoned baby who was wrapped in a counterfeit imitation of Qi Baishi's painting as a blanket and placed at the doorstep of an orphanage run by a Chinese in the beacon country of California.

After that, the name Shiraishi came into being.

Bai Shi and Qi Baishi have an inexplicable connection, and Bai Shi also has different feelings towards Qi Baishi's paintings.

only.

Nick Horton obviously miscalculated this time.

No matter what he said, Bai Shi remained unmoved.

"Nick... Never mind."

“I feel very happy now.”

"For the sake of our friendship, I can only provide you with some remote network technical support. As for the risk of going abroad, forget it."

Shiraishi shook his head to refuse.

Then he cast his gentle gaze towards the flowers in his hand.

Nick Horton looked at Bai Shi and smiled helplessly.

He understood that Bai Shi was also old and had found his own destiny.

As a friend, he simply didn't force it.

"Forget it."

"Without your personal help, the original 50% success rate would drop to only 20%."

Nick Horton's eyes looked a little melancholy.

I felt helpless that there was no way to achieve this great goal.

There's still a 50% chance of winning.

If it's 20%, forget it.

He just likes excitement, not seeking death.

"Actually... I can recommend an expert."

Bai Shi looked at Nick Horton who was a little disappointed, and said after pondering for a moment.

These words made Nick Horton, who was already thinking about playing in Shu City for a while before returning home, start to light up again.

"Master? How tall?"

Nick Horton asked in his not-so-fluent Chinese.

A look of curiosity appeared on his face.

The cooperation between the two of them was already the limit of the criminal world. He didn't believe that there was anyone else who had the ability to make Bai Shi submit so willingly.

"It should be as high as three or four stories."

"I don't know if he'd like to join."

"All I know is that if he is willing to join you, the success rate of your operation might be higher than 50%."

Bai Shi said, with a strong confidence on his face.

Looking back on the end of the time I spent with Chen Yun, Chen Yun suddenly showed a series of unusual behaviors.

Shiraishi always felt that his 50% estimate was a bit conservative.

He didn't know what kind of monster was hidden behind this incredible learning ability that allowed him to learn any skill instantly.

His instinct told him so.

Chen Yun's differences from ordinary people in carving, darts, games, fighting, etc. are just a small part of his abilities.

The real Chen Yun is a real monster.

I only dug a little deeper and was shocked by the horrifying tip of the iceberg.

If you dig deeper.

It’s unimaginable!

Chapter 213 Friends, this is not funny

Shucheng·Mingwang New Village.

"You live here now?"

After Nick Horton followed Bai Shi all the way back to his home, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The good things in Bai Shi's hands are definitely no less than his.

Therefore, the assets that Shiraishi has under various identities have reached a certain level.

But now, as a retired man, he lives in such an old and dilapidated community.

"Live on the island like you do?"

"I'm retired now, there's no need to be so high-profile."

Bai Shi rolled his eyes and complained.

Even after all these years of separation, the two have not been completely out of touch.

Did he know that this kid used his new identity to buy a holiday island, and then lived a life of debauchery every night on the holiday island?

"Why not enjoy your money if you have it?"

Nick Horton raised his eyebrows, then followed Bai Shi into the room with great interest.

As soon as he walked in, he immediately forgot about any other thoughts and became excited.

As you step into Bai Shi’s spacious and low-key living room, you will immediately be attracted by the dazzling array of artworks around it.

His eyes first fell on an Impressionist painting on the wall that looked like Monet's style. The delicate treatment of light and shadow made it difficult to distinguish the authenticity.

After examining it for a while, Nick Horton raised a sly smile and said to Bai Shi: "I bet that even the most experienced appraiser would hesitate about this copy of "Water Lilies". Your brushwork is getting closer and closer to the master, Bai Shi."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Bai Shi waved his hand modestly.

But his expression was very proud.

The corner of the living room seems to be a place to display sculptures.

An ancient Greek marble statue came into view. Nick Horton gently stroked the base of the statue and praised: "This imitation of Venus, the choice of materials and the imitation of weathering marks are perfect. You have studied the texture of ancient stone so thoroughly."

In response, Bai Shi nodded happily.

God knows how difficult it is to have someone appreciate and understand his skills.

People around him either just think that he is very good and that his paintings are somewhat similar, but they cannot express anything deeper.

Or he could be a monster like Chen Yun, in front of whom the skills he was proud of were completely insignificant.

So when faced with Nick Horton's praise, he really felt happy.

Done.

Nick Horton walked towards the study with great anticipation. Some seemingly ordinary books were arranged in an orderly manner on the bookshelf, but Nick Horton recognized at a glance that several of them were hidden compartments disguised as encyclopedias.

He gently pulled out a book, which contained a scroll of exquisite miniature paintings.

"Ha! These little tricks are still so clever, Bai Shi. You always manage to hide priceless treasures in the most inconspicuous places."

Nick Horton said, his eyes sparkling with admiration for his old friend's wisdom.

In a corner with soft light, a modern abstract painting caught Nick Horton's attention. The color blocks and lines on the painting are intertwined, full of tension.

"This painting..." Nick Horton said slowly, "doesn't feel like a copy, but rather a reflection of your state of mind. Has retirement life given you new inspiration?"

Throughout the morning, Nick Houghton stopped in front of every piece of art in Shiraishi's home, sometimes marveling, sometimes pondering, and their conversation was interspersed with memories of the past and their infinite love for art.

Although both of them had walked on the edge of the law, at this moment, only pure artistic enjoyment and deep friendship flowed in the air.

a long time.

Nick Holden couldn't help but invite him again with a serious look on his face: "Are you really not going to do another job with me?"

If Baishi is willing to join.

With the two of them working together, they are confident that they can face any situation.

He felt he had more means.

"It's agreed that I will really support you with network technology."

"Didn't I tell you to recommend an expert? I'll ask for you now."