My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 913: Looking for a Son-in-law

Nobody outside seemed to realize something had happened because the museum was too small, with only a curator and a gatekeeper, and the thieves had used silencers, so the chaos inside wasn’t heard outside.

Ye Yiyi was still asking the bodyguard to take pictures of her.

Ye Lu quickly instructed the bodyguard to drive away.

"Don’t tell him about what just happened," Ye Lu said to Ye Yuan, who understandably nodded in agreement, meaning she didn’t want Third Young Master Jun to know.

If Third Young Master got wind of this, he’d surely ground her, but now that the Hua family was in trouble, she felt obliged to investigate and retrieve that box regardless.

Who were the people who stole the box, and what were their motives? Were they merely international treasure thieves?

Giving their professionalism, it seemed likely, but for such professionals to target a small museum seemed like overkill.

Ye Lu’s thoughts raced; with so few clues, it was difficult to speculate, especially since she wasn’t familiar with the world of antiquity theft.

However, as she pondered, she abruptly remembered the conversation between that woman and the curator.

Her eyes hardened, her breathing turned weighty.

She recalled the woman casually asking the curator which items were not for sale, and in the end, those were precisely what they stole.

Clearly, that woman had come prepared, targeting the private donations.

Could it be that these people knew about the black box? Ye Lu was shocked. If true, it spelled trouble, as those secrets falling into others’ hands, whether for the Hua family or for the families whose secrets had been taken, was a disaster.

Back at the seaside villa, Ye Lu immediately reported the incident to Hua Lunxi, who was also deeply shocked and said the situation was dire. Someone had stolen possessions from the Hua family; if they were to use them to create trouble, it would be a big problem.

He said he’d fly over immediately, ordering an urgent investigation into the culprits behind the heist, intending to recover the stolen items quickly.

Ye Lu nodded in agreement and hung up the phone.

She took a bullet casing out of her handbag, wondering if this kind of casing could reveal any clues. She’d heard that bullets usually had manufacturer’s marks and, if special, could be traced back to their origin.

Thus, the bullet could also be sent for analysis, but she had no connections, and she couldn’t give it to Third Young Master Jun, or she’d be caught red-handed, which worried her.

"Eh, Mommy, what’s this, a bullet casing? Where did you find it?" Ye Yi curiously snatched it away.

Ye Lu’s eyes narrowed as she suddenly thought of something and a sly smile appeared on her face.

Right, her son-in-law was the heir to a military empire who specialized in studying armaments; he would certainly be able to identify it.

She meticulously took high-definition photos of the casing from every angle and had Yiyi send them to Ling Kong.

Soon Ling Kong called back directly.

"You’re in xx city, Southern Europe, right? I’m here too. Bring it to me tomorrow, it’ll be clearer to identify in person."

Ye Yi’s eyes widened in surprise: "How did you know I was here?"

"Hmph, you’re always posting pictures online showing off, only an idiot wouldn’t know," Ling Kong replied with irritation. Of all the girls he knew, he’d never seen one so fond of vanity.

She was already such an attention-grabber at a young age; when she grew up, she was bound to attract a swarm of crazed admirers, and that would be a headache for him.

The young girl sweetly clutched the phone, beaming with a cunning smile: "So you’ve been secretly following me, it seems you’re a fan. Which account is yours? Tell me quickly."