I Want to Be a Good Person!

Yo!

Got some nerve, huh?

You dare curse at people now!

Who gave you the guts!

Li Congxin immediately put force into his feet, his speed instantly soaring to the extreme as he chased after the thugs.

Pity those thugs, how could their running speed be a match for Li Congxin, who was close to the human limit?

Before they could run a few steps, Li Congxin caught up. Then, even after letting seven of them have one hand, Li Congxin took down all seven in one minute.

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"Little brats, daring to question me?" Carrying his leather bag with one hand, Li Congxin's gaze swept coldly over the seven thugs one by one. "Do you believe me now?"

"We believe you!"

"We absolutely believe you!"

"Whatever you say, old man, we believe it!"

Nodding with satisfaction, Li Congxin asked again, "Then, about this genuine Van Gogh in my hand, do you still want to snatch it?"

"No!" One of the quicker thugs immediately replied, "How could we dare to snatch your things, old man?"

Seeing this, the other thugs quickly nodded in agreement.

Then...

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"As hoodlums, you see such valuable famous paintings and don't snatch them? Do you have any professional quality, any professional ethics, any professional bottom line? Do you or do you not..."

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After another round of beatings, Li Congxin happily checked the increase in Impression Points in the backend and nodded with satisfaction, asking again, "So now, about this Van Gogh's Sunflowers in my hand, do you still want to snatch it?"

"Yes!"

"Right, something this valuable, of course we want to snatch it!"

Li Congxin gave full affirmation to their professional performance at this moment. "Hmm, very good!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"You dare to snatch my stuff? You've got it all wrong!"

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"So now..."

Before Li Congxin could finish his question, the thugs cried out, "Please, old man, whatever you say goes. As long as you stop hitting us, we'll do anything you want!"

"Yes, yes, yes, stop hitting us, you'll kill us."

"Hero, spare our lives!"

Seeing the thugs with snot and tears streaming down their faces, Li Congxin could only shake his head helplessly.

They caved already?

"So boring." After saying that, Li Congxin lost interest in bullying them further and turned to disappear at the alley entrance.

"Morrison." After a long while, when they were sure Li Congxin had gone far, one of the thugs suddenly spoke to another, "It seems this place isn't safe anymore. How about we change locations next time? Do you have any good recommendations?"

"Recommendations, my ass!"

The thug named Morrison said grumpily, "From today onwards, I'm going to be a good person!"

"Right! Right! Right!" Another thug echoed, "I'm going to apply for a job as a supermarket greeter, and a shopping mall security guard..."

"Yeah! Being a hooligan is impossible now, it's impossible to be a hooligan ever again!"

"It's too damn dangerous, this is practically playing with our lives!"

Thus, a group of thugs who had committed all sorts of evil, under Li Congxin's caring education, decided to abandon evil and do good, turning over a new leaf. Congratulations!

Congratulations, my ass!

Hiding at the alley entrance, preparing to catch these guys off guard when they started badmouthing him, Li Congxin heard their vows to turn over a new leaf and felt even more depressed.

Another group of fine rascals had gone straight.

This business is getting harder and harder to do!

And so, Li Congxin returned home, overcoming all obstacles.

Facing Hope, who swarmed him like a curious baby, Li Congxin tossed the bag directly into her arms. "This is the inheritance. If you know about it, help me appraise it to see which failed artist's work it is. There's also a USB drive, but I won't show you that."

With that, Li Congxin walked into his room.

He plugged in the USB drive, turned on the computer… and entered USB boot mode.

Li Congxin: ...

He was in a hurry and made a mistake…

He shut down the computer, unplugged the USB drive, turned on the computer, and plugged in the USB drive… This time it worked!

Seeing the hardware driver successfully displayed in the bottom right corner of the computer screen, Li Congxin double-clicked it with slight anticipation.

Then…

Please enter password.

WTF!

This thing actually has a password!

Helpless, Li Congxin immediately entered his birthday, and then…

Incorrect password, please re-enter…

Dad's birthday…

Incorrect password, please re-enter…

Mom Martha's birthday…

Incorrect password…

Combine the birthdays of the three people!

And still…

Incorrect password, please re-enter!

Li Congxin racked his brain, thinking hard for half an hour. He tried over fifty passwords, but without exception, they all resulted in an incorrect password error!

Feeling completely unable to handle this thing, Li Congxin turned and left the room. He saw Old Pi holding a magnifying glass, carefully admiring the oil painting he had brought back, while Hope leaned in curiously, pretending to understand as she watched along.

"Um," Li Congxin cleared his throat and asked softly, "This oil painting is the last inheritance left by my parents. Does Uncle Pym know any experts in this field? I'd like to hire someone to appraise it, I don't mind paying."

"No need," Old Pi finally withdrew his gaze and said confidently, "I am an expert in this field. My eyesight is definitely no worse than that of well-known appraisers. It's just that I don't have a professional qualification certificate, so I can't issue an appraisal certificate for you."

Li Congxin was delighted. Whether a certificate was issued or not didn't matter.

As long as the painting was genuine, a certificate could be obtained anytime. If he wanted to auction it, the auction house would have its own specialists to help with the appraisal.

Moreover, Li Congxin wasn't short of money now. He just wanted to know the origin of the painting.

"Judging by what Uncle Pym said, have you already appraised the origin of this painting?"

Old Pi nodded slightly and then looked at Li Congxin with disdain. "The failed artist you mentioned is a Dutchman named Vincent Willem van Gogh. This 'Sunflowers' is one of his masterpieces from the 'Sunflowers' series."

Upon hearing this, Li Congxin was completely bewildered.

Although he didn't know much about oil paintings, he had heard of Van Gogh's 'Sunflowers.'

It was like how many people never wear watches, but they still know the world's top watch brand is Patek Philippe.

Whether they could distinguish whether a Patek Philippe was made in Switzerland or Tanggu was another matter.

At this moment, Old Pi continued, "On March 30, 1987, the 134th anniversary of Van Gogh's birthday, a 'Sunflowers' painting was auctioned. The auction lasted only four minutes, and the winning bid was 22.5 million pounds, equivalent to 40 million US dollars."

"Are you sure you didn't misread it?"

"Of course!" Old Pi said confidently, "If the charm of Van Gogh's works could be replicated, they wouldn't be so precious."

"1987, that was more than ten years ago. If we convert that to today's prices, doesn't that mean this painting is worth at least over 100 million US dollars!"

Li Congxin gasped, "So, you mean I was looking for muggers on the street with a genuine Van Gogh worth a hundred million dollars?"

Thanks to book friend Gu Ye Zhi Xiong for the 100 Qidian coins reward!