Thief Game: Starting with Obtaining the Kidd Card

Hearing Ron say that, Jenny had no choice but to withdraw her hand, but she still leaned her face closer: "Then give me a kiss and I'll go."

"Good good."

Ron reluctantly agreed, then gave Jenny a light kiss on the cheek before continuing to look at his phone.

After Jenny left.

Ron also took out the small blue pills from the bedside table drawer.

Just as I was about to pick up the water to take my medicine, I felt a sudden wave of drowsiness wash over me.

Ten minutes later, Jenny returned happily after taking a shower, only to find that Ron, who had been looking at his phone, had somehow turned his head and fallen into a deep sleep.

And on the floor beside the bed, there were two small blue pills that hadn't been taken yet...

……

[Ding! Skill: Dream Thief, activated successfully, dream weaving complete!]

The system notification sounded in Chen Feng's mind.

Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes the next second: "Is this... a private exhibition in London?"

After only a few glances, Chen Feng recognized where he was.

It was at Leonardo's private exhibition in London, the very place where he stole the "Corona Crown" not long ago!

Unlike before, the exhibition hall was now completely empty, clearly indicating that it was not during the exhibition's opening period.

"October 25th? It seems Mr. Ron has some worries on his mind on this day..."

Looking at the date on the wall, Chen Feng thought to himself.

While the setting and timing of a dream can be influenced to some extent by the dreamer, they are primarily constructed by the thoughts of the dreamer themselves.

In other words, everything here is made up of Ron's memories.

Just as Chen Feng was pondering, a voice came from afar:

"Grandpa! Why did you do this? Do you even know what that agreement you signed meant?"

Not far away, around the corner, Ron roared in exasperation, with an elderly man, already frail and old, standing in front of him.

It was that private collector, Mr. Leonardo DiCaprio.

Hearing the sound, Chen Feng hid in the shadows and quietly observed the area.

Faced with his grandson's aggressive demeanor, Leonardo, the gray-haired old man, did not refute as expected.

Instead, he slowly took off his glasses, rubbed his slightly cloudy eyes, and then slowly spoke.

"Child, I'm sorry, but I have to do this."

“I know you too well, and I also know that woman named Jenny beside you. After I pass away, you will not be able to manage this asset. For your future, and for your future children, so…”

Before Leonard could continue, Ron impatiently interrupted him:

"So you signed a contract with the British private collectors' association, entrusting them with the management of all your collections, with the profits to be split 50/50?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, child, but I've given you chances, more than once, but you've always fallen short, and each time you've even suffered significant losses..."

Leonardo paused at this point, then stopped talking.

But the meaning is already quite clear.

"And what about me! What am I supposed to do! I'm your only grandson! I've followed you for 20 years! And in the end, you just want to kick me aside!"

Ron was still roaring, but Leonardo had no intention of arguing with him anymore. He simply shook his head and turned to leave the scene.

Watching Leonardo's retreating figure, Ron's face darkened, as if he had made a major decision. He turned and left the scene with a gloomy expression.

Chen Feng only appeared from the corner after the two had left.

"Oh? Because your abilities aren't being recognized, you've decided to use your own methods to acquire the assets that rightfully belong to you?"

Chen Feng muttered to himself, then his gaze swept over the exhibits in the hall.

Many of the exhibits here were also featured at exhibitions in H City.

It was obvious that Ron had taken some of the exhibits from the exhibition in London and brought them to H City.

However, the difference is that almost all the exhibits inside the venue at this time were genuine, while one-third of the exhibits at the H City exhibition were fakes!

Before Chen Feng could think further, the space of the dream world around him began to collapse.

It then quickly reassembled after collapsing, and the second dream began at this time!

When Chen Feng opened his eyes again, the surrounding environment had changed once more.

It was still the venue for an exhibition, but not the one in London; it was a branch venue of the exhibition in H City!

In the empty venue, only a man and a woman stood in the center.

The man was Ron, and the woman was his secretary and girlfriend, Jenny.

"Honey, all seven regulators are set up. Here's the controller, take a look."

Jenny handed a small trinket to Ron and spoke softly.

Ron reached out and took it, glanced at Jenny, and said, "Can I try it now?"

"Of course, we made three sets of replacements for these things, so they can be replaced at any time if they break."

Ron nodded, then pressed the switch in his hand towards the group of glass display cases.

A very faint sound rang out among the exhibits.

Suddenly, a puff of white smoke rose from the glass case containing the seven most valuable exhibits at the front.

Immediately afterwards, the glass cover shattered, and white smoke scattered in all directions, but the seven exhibits that were originally placed inside the glass cover had already disappeared without a trace.

"When that Phantom Thief Kid comes and succeeds in stealing things, we'll press this switch."

If all eight exhibits, including his target, disappear, will anyone still suspect who stole the other seven?

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Chapter 85 Target: The Fall of Titans!

Hearing Jenny's words, Ron's tense expression gradually relaxed.

"Let's get someone to clean this place up. We'll wait for Mr. Phantom Thief Kid to arrive."

Ron smiled with satisfaction and turned to leave, but suddenly noticed a figure around the corner.

"Who's there?!"

Ron was shocked and quickly shouted.

Ignoring Jenny, who was still standing there in a daze, he quickly went to the corner.

But all they saw was a white figure standing there, holding a stack of papers covered with writing.

With just a glance, Ron recognized it as the transaction records for the seven exhibits that he had locked in his safe!

“Mr. Ron, it is an honor to meet you.”

Chen Feng placed his hands in front of him and smiled as he spoke.

"The Phantom Thief... Kid!"

Ron's face was horribly dark; he hadn't expected Chen Feng to find out about his plan before it even began.

Even the evidence of his own trade in the exhibits had now fallen into Chen Feng's hands. How could he not be angry? How could he not be shocked?

"Please believe me, sir, in the near future, we will meet again under the moonlight. Of course, at that time, I will appear together with the little secret hidden in your heart..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng gave Ron a slight bow.

Then, under Ron's murderous gaze, it slowly dissipated, turning into countless white doves that scattered in all directions.

"Stop him! Stop him! Don't let him get away!"

In the bedroom of the temporary accommodation, Ron shouted and sat up abruptly from the bed.

His head was still covered in cold sweat, and he was panting heavily.

"what happened?"

Jenny, who was sleeping soundly to the side, sat up groggily, the blanket in front of her slipping down and revealing a large expanse of her cleavage.

"No...it's nothing..."

Ron swallowed hard and wiped the cold sweat from his brow, which calmed his agitated mood somewhat.

A snow-white arm wrapped around Ron's neck, followed by a soft sensation from his left arm:

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"Ah."

Ron did not deny it and simply nodded in agreement.

"I dreamt that the phantom thief came. He knew about our plan and even stole our records of trading exhibits with the Central Asians!"

Upon hearing this answer, Jenny rolled her eyes.

“Honey, you’ve been so stressed these past few days. Now that we’ve done some things, let’s not think about them too much, because it will only add to your worries and won’t do you any good.”

Besides, our plan is foolproof, isn't it?

Jenny's gentle voice reached Ron's ears, completely calming him down from his earlier terrified state.

However, the calm lasted only a few seconds.

Remembering his dream, Ron quickly broke free from Jenny's embrace and jumped off the bed.

"No! Those transaction records are poison to us right now! I have to burn them immediately!"

After saying that, he ignored Jenny's advice, quickly dressed, and left the residence.

They called a driver, and headed towards the exhibition.

We arrived at the exhibition building.

Ron went inside alone, took the elevator to the top floor, and went straight to his office.