Chapter 409: Ocean Princess

Brussels, Belgium.
This small city is known as the European capital. There are many ancient buildings in the city, and many of them have a century-old history and have a classic atmosphere. Near the medieval square in the city centre, there is an 'Oak Tree Bookstore'.
The bell rang, and the postman opened the door of the bookstore, shaking the bell slightly. The light in the bookstore was dim, and rows of bookshelves were filled with old books and various oil paintings were on the walls. All the furnishings are neat and clean, and each piece can be distinguished.
Sitting behind the counter in the bookstore was a white-haired old man, wearing a hand-stitched vintage suit, elegant and calm. Hearing the wind bell, the old man took off his glasses and raised his head, and after a few words of conversation with the postman, he received an email.
"To the esteemed Mr. Lerner, it looks like it was for me." The old man with white hair picked up a paper knife at his hand and slit the envelope. The envelope immediately burst into a few photos. He put on his glasses again, grabbed the photo and laughed with a single glance.
The old man with white hair continued to take out a thin piece of stationery from the envelope and read it softly, "Dear Mr. Lerner, as far as we know, you are a world-renowned art appraiser, especially a well-known Renaissance artist s work.
We have some oil paintings from New York. We hope to use your expertise to determine their value, and hope to find new collectors for them through your channel. If you are willing to serve us, you can get 20% of the selling price of these oil paintings. "
There is an invitation in the envelope, which says `` Welcome Mr. Lerner to the Ocean Princess Art Appreciation Party ''. The old man with white hair looked at the photos just dropped, and already knew what was going on?
"Hahaha ... I was thinking about when these mysterious thieves would sell these stolen goods, but he actually found me to organize the sale of these artworks." The white-haired old man chuckled a few times and looked carefully again. The letter, finally grabbed the phone at hand and dialed a number to go out.
Half an hour later, a powerful and powerful man from Kong Wu walked in outside the bookstore. He bowed his head slightly to the white-haired old man, and asked, "Mr. Lerner, what do you want?"
Bai Fa smiled and said, "Convenience, we are going on a cruise. Call our old customers and say that there is a lot of rare artworks to be auctioned, and this auction will be organized by us. "
Who would have expected that Mr. Lerner, the owner of this used bookstore, is actually the largest black art dealer in Europe? Moreover, they are still a family business. They served the royal families of European countries before the First World War, and during the Second World War, they distributed various looted precious artworks from the Nazis.
Now, the Lerner family has been operating to the fourth generation, and has been distributing stolen goods to the world's top thieves, and also providing customers with the most comprehensive services. In contrast, Datian ’s level of selling stolen goods to the police is far from perfect. Every effort must be made to ask them for help.
At the same time, high-level agent Chris Elvin of cia Hong Kong Station has just stepped out of the Hong Kong Police Station. He is publicly identified as a military attache to the US Consulate in Hong Kong and is now tasked with investigating the theft of art in the New York Mets. Since the news of the sale of these artworks came from Hong Kong at the earliest, this task fell on him.
For special political reasons, Hong Kong was once the spy capital of the Far East. Almost every country concerned about the Far East has established spy agencies here. However, Hong Kong's international status is gradually deteriorating, and spies are running towards the demons.
However, the position of cia Hong Kong station is still very important. Mr. Irwin immediately began his investigation after being appointed. He found the first black market broker who was questioned and posted the news, but little news was available.
"Someone called me and asked how to get the artwork in his hand. I talked to him for about ten minutes, and it was better to say who to find?" The black market broker didn't conceal anything. Speak it out.
Irving asked sensitively: "That is, the person asking you doesn't know the black market for art?"
The client nodded, "Yes, the other party is not very clear about the doorway. I gave them the contact information of several famous black market organizers, and the call was hung up."
This situation made Chris Irwin very strange. The people who stole the art have extremely high skills. The New York Police has not yet fully understood how the thieves stole a truck of things overnight. . But this group of people released the news of selling stolen goods, but they looked very unprofessional.
Specifically through the inside line of the Hong Kong Police Station, Mr. Irwin traced the call to the black market broker. The result was unexpected again, and the person who called for the consultation did not leak in anti-tracing and left no clue.
"This is a group of thieves who are good at stealing things, good at counter-tracing, but not good at selling stolen goods." Chris Elvin is giving his opponents a "portrait", describing as much as possible the characteristics of this or this group of thieves. This is the basic skill of an intelligence officer.
And at this moment, the real key figure of the whole incident was worrying about a courier package in his own home, "This mother is trying to rectify me again!"
Zhou Qingfeng has already received 50 million US dollars of funds, and he is not panic when he has money. Xiao Jinlang told him that it takes about a week to sell oil paintings, and he waited in peace.
In these quiet days ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Zhou Qingfeng continued the remote control of Xu Guoqiang's biochemical laboratory through Feng Wan's ‘radiation’ venture. He also asked Yuan Mei to register a 'waste land' trading company, which is responsible for recycling various waste materials. Tens of millions of dollars were invested in it, scaring the young woman all night to sleep.
Zhou Qingfeng also learned about the theft at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in his free time. He knew with his buttocks that this was a good thing for ‘god’, and it must be a follow-up task to pit him. Sure enough, the mission came through a courier package.
The package contains two first class tickets for the luxury cruise ship 'Ocean Princess'. After searching the Internet, you know that this ship is the top cruise ship to travel around the world. Two days later, this ship representing top enjoyment will dock at Modu. The ferry ticket is to board the ship from the magic city, and stop at Hong Kong, Singapore and other places along the way.
There was actually Zhou Qingfeng's full set of passports and identity documents in the package, and even the ticket to Feimodu was ready. There is also a note in it: to protect your property, you will lose the 50 million that you have now.
Well, this is forcing Lao Tzu to go! Don't even deprive me of the 50 million I have. What does it mean to protect property? Zhou Qingfeng was confused, and in the package were two first class tickets. He thought to himself: Is it not only me who can go alone, but also the family members? (To be continued.)