Chapter 264: Self-disappearing painting

Chapter 264 Paintings That Have Been Disappeared
In a mess, he fled in the streets of the streets, because there are two men in suits, chasing behind him.
His face was an urgent and urgent look, but it was his speed, and he had to hold his right leg to correct his direction.
And his right leg is on the thigh, it is wrapped in a gray-white cloth - of course, is already running blood.
Like the red ink in the water, the bright red and dark red, the blood that is not first-class in time has turned into a layered pattern on the cloth.
He didn't go fast, so he had to resort to the complicated city streets to get rid of each other's catch-up. Gradually, he thought, I am afraid that I have lost my way.
"Sorry."
It seems that he has hit someone. He didn't have time to look at it. After a glimpse of it, he immediately rushed into another lane.
He didn't know what he had fallen from his clothes after he hit someone: a tube of paint.
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No need for Luo Qiu to do it. When his eyes fell curiously on the ground, the maidservant had already picked it up one step at a time and sent it to him.
When Luo Qiu had not had time to look at it, he walked out of the alleys and walked out of two suit men.
Well, it’s a close-fitting, straight suit, and it looks like an elite person at first glance.
I saw only two people here. One of them saw the tube of paint held by Luo’s boss. He asked directly in English:
Two, did you see a man walking, his leg was hurt? It should be well recognized."
Oriental faces... Men directly switch to the language in which the greatest chances can be communicated.
Luo’s boss suddenly reached out his finger without any pressure, pointing to the opposite direction of the alley where the man who had just left the car.
The man who asked the question glanced, then nodded and walked quickly into the alley.
At the same time, the companion behind him took out the wallet from the inside of the suit bag, stuffed two banknotes into the hands of Luo’s boss, and quickly said that after thanking him, he followed up.
"...I am making money?" Luo Qiu looked at her maid in an incredible way.
Yuki nodded and smiled: "Yes, the owner is making money."
Luo Qiu smiled and shook his head, but looked at the paint on his hand more interested... It has been used, and the position of the tail has been rolled to the middle.
Lemon yellow.
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Vera, who is chewing gum, has just circled the stolen art gallery. Because of the theft, the museum was temporarily closed today, but a warning line was set up around it.
"There are guards at the entrance... Weika, do you see the situation in the art gallery?" Vera pressed her own ear - something that was stuffed here, she was in a car The work of Vicar in the middle of the work.
At the same time, being parked on the RV on the other side of the museum, Vikal was facing two screens, biting a piece of toast, and both hands were pounding on the keyboard at high speed. It seemed to be busy: "Respected Queen Vera Your Highness, do you think that I am just cracking a computer that only reads high school students on the Internet/page?"
"Then I am going to take a look." Vera whistled.
Vika couldn't take care of the toast that fell from his mouth because of surprise. He quickly objected: "The situation inside still doesn't know. Those policemen should still have something to go. You will be treated directly as... ...well, you are the most arrogant queen I have ever seen!"
The communication was temporarily turned off, and Vikal could only sigh and had to work harder on the job.
For Vera, she has a lot of ways to get into the gallery, but obviously she chose the most unobstructed way.
As a magician, getting his ID card from an employee who ran quietly out of smoking is not a difficult thing.
Of course - before that, the handsome Miss Magician has changed a suit and brought a pair of black-rimmed glasses that look awkward, even a hairstyle.
In this way, the handsome magician was in the eyes of the policeman who guarded the door, and swiftly swung in and swung in.
The stolen place obviously still has a guarded policeman, but no one can see the similar thing - probably where to interrogate the confession.
Vera walked calmly, but her eyes were like falcons. In just the moment, the place where the famous paintings were stolen was completely recorded in the brain—even the layout of each place here.
She has begun to think about the structure of the museum.
Suddenly a young man came towards her at this time... and shouted directly, "Let's wait."
When wearing a windbreaker, he showed a corner of the bag. Vera slammed, and the heel slightly retreated a bit, but it greeted the man's gaze. "Is there anything?"
The man said: "Where is the restroom... Oh, my stomach seems a bit uncomfortable."
"The other side." Vera pointed her finger.
"Thank you!" The man nodded quickly. "I am called Yergo... Yes, you don't have to wear glasses to look good."
Vera rubbed her eyes and watched Yeergo rushing to touch the place where she didn't know if she had a bathroom. When she was about to leave, she heard footsteps.
She hid behind the pillars and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly. The look was a little rushing past, and he turned back frequently... I was afraid that someone would find him.
When Vera turned her eyes, she quietly followed.
"...well, I have just recorded a confession with the police... well, everything is ok... as soon as possible, as soon as possible."
But she was only able to hear such a unilateral response, and she left the mind and quietly took the man's appearance on the phone.
This sneaked out of the museum – she took off her coat and glasses on the street, and after she was still in the trash, she returned to the car.
Vika was relieved at this time, but with a blame-like tone: "I should not want to see you coming back so easily, because I prefer you to suffer."
Vera took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and walked to the side of Vika. She reached for the table and said quickly: "This painting...is disappearing."
"You mean that there is a magician who has turned it away?" Vika rolled his eyes.
Vera opened the phone and said: "Help me check, who is this guy, what identity... In addition, when buying the props next time, can you buy some good-looking glasses?"
Vikal... Vikal blinked and looked awkward.
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Tightly peeping his head, he is carefully looking back at the road he has traveled - only three or two pedestrians can be seen.
It seems that I have not caught up.
He sighed in a big breath and the body slid down the wall. The intense movement made his lips look slightly lighter and dry, and the upper part of his legs also forced his facial muscles to twist together.
"Drink some water?"
At this time, mineral water has always appeared in front of him.
The man, who looked so bad, raised his head subconsciously and saw a man and a woman... One of them seemed to be the young man he had just hit.
"You, who are you?" With a hint of hesitation and panic, the man put his hands on the wall and tried to prop up his body.
"This is what you just fell." Luo Qiu spread the palm of his hand, the tube of lemon yellow pigment is in this hand.
The man stunned and quickly grabbed the paint from Luo Qiu's hand and stuffed it into his clothes. He seemed to relax a little. He looked at the bottle of mineral water and swallowed his mouth and spit. .
So he quickly unscrewed the level and quickly poured a few mouthfuls before he wiped his mouth indiscriminately, revealing an incomprehensible appearance. "Someone is chasing me...they didn't ask you for directions?"
He clearly remembers the distance between himself and the other party, so after he hits someone, the other party will definitely meet the men and women.
"Well, I might have made a little prank."
The man glanced and hesitated: "Why are you helping me?"
Luo boss whispered: "Is the husband forgotten? We have seen it between us."
"Before?" The man showed a blank expression.
Luo Bodao said: "A few days ago, at the time of the museum. Didn't Mr. tell me about the "nameless girl"?"
This is the madman I met at the museum that day.
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