A painting passed down for two generations points to a mausoleum. The painting was robbed, but the appearance of the painting was etched in his mind.
Some people want to destroy it, some people want to snatch it, and some people are following him, and their eyes are getting worse and worse.
He didn't know what was hidden in that painting, he only knew that from the night his father died, he couldn't go back. Everything finally came
Intention: Some things are secrets if they can be kept, but fate if they cannot be kept.