Chapter 298: No forced office

Chapter 298: No Office
Police station.
Yergo is fighting - certainly not because there is no work on hand, too much idle.
He stayed up late last night and wrote a report. He didn't have time to go home and wash and change clothes. He directly went to work wearing yesterday's clothes.
Suddenly, the office door opened suddenly, and Yelgton was shocked. He quickly stood up and stood upright: "Mr. Victor! I am not lazy!"
"That... I am not Mr. Victor."
Yerego stunned and turned around and saw a civilian policewoman who suddenly cracked his mouth.
The policewoman sneered like a sneer: "Well, Mr. Victor is in the coffee shop downstairs. He said that he will let you go. He seems to be receiving someone, and his face is very serious... well, but His face has been not very friendly."
"Guest?" Yelgo stunned and then went out with doubts.
He quickly ran down the stairs and found a coffee shop. In the corner, Yerego saw Victor's back. When he walked over, he saw the so-called 'receiver' in the policewoman's mouth.
Is a typical oriental face, black hair, and a black coat... thirty years old?
The eyes of this person made Yeergo suddenly have a strange pressure.
At this time, Victor also turned around and turned to Yelgao: "Don't stand, sit down. Let me introduce, this is Mr. Ye Yan from Lyon, France. He has something to do. Ask you carefully, you will be honest and answer."
Speaking of Lyon, France... Yelt Gordon realized what he was. He stared blankly at Victor and the leaf, "Mr. Victor, this..."

Remember that two years ago, in Moscow, a guy who was arrested for drug trafficking in Italy?
Victor smiled and said:
That time it was a joint operation, I and this guy started to know it from then on.

"Oh..." Yeergo sat down cautiously. Although it was a different system, it was essentially doing things to fight evil. Yeergo quickly adjusted his mentality. "I don't know Mr. Ye. Anything to ask me?"
"Then I will go straight to the subject." Ye Yan smiled and laughed... Of course, the old did not know how to speak Russian.
Only able to talk in English.
He is indeed Ye Yan. One night, he came directly from France to the words of Moscow. Just because of a news from Victor, he was allowed to make such a move.
"I want to know about the 'corpse' thing." Ye Yanzheng said: "The trouble Mr. Yergo, you describe it to me, the whole thing goes. Listen, Mr. Yergo, this is for me. It’s very important to say, it’s more important to our headquarters, I hope you can do anything!

Yergo looked at Victor in a subconscious way... Although Interpol sounded a very prestigious career, they did not actually have the power to request information directly from other police systems.
But seeing Victor give a tacit look, Yeergo hesitated, and nodded. "Well, Mr. Ye, you can ask me."
"Why did that person become this look?"
Yergo recalled: "I remember that at that time he seemed to have taken a syringe from his body and then inserted it into his neck..."
Ye Yan’s eyes suddenly brightened.
Are you sure? Is it really an injection?

"Yeah." Yelg nodded. "The body after him began to swell up. I am sure of this."
Ye Yan nodded and sighed, but he narrowed his eyes. "It’s finally... a clue to find those guys."
Yeergo... Yeergo has been forced all the time.
......
A question, a scene, after repeatedly questioning more than ten times, Ye Yan seems to be satisfied with the general departure.
Said that there are other things to do.
Leave Yeergo and Victor two.
Yeergo could not help but hesitate: "Mr. Victor... This, we privately disclose this matter, is it a bit..."

It’s not privately disclosed.
Victor calmly said:
There are a lot of things involved in this matter, and I will not be able to say it for a while. But after that, you will get in touch with it.

"what?"
Victor suddenly took out a ticket from his suit: "This is the ticket to France tomorrow, and your transfer letter."
"Ah? Mr. Victor, I don't quite understand."
"French side has been replenishing people recently, about a month ago. When I contacted Ye Yan, he asked me if there are any good guys to recommend. Of course, at that time, I just talked about it, but I I recommend you."
"Mr. Victor, Mr. Victor!"
"Listen." Victor said indifferently: "Don't follow me... I don't have a future, because I don't know how the future will go. I may not go, but I may be able to keep going. No matter what, it’s always good to go outside and experience it. Of course, you can refuse to go, I am not forcing you anything. But if you choose to stay, I will apply to transfer you to the exhibit room. ""
This is becoming a civilian... Demotion in disguise.
"I... can I not think about it? I think I need some time to digest it."
"Don't be too long."
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Yakov returned home after a busy day.
He sat directly on the sofa and yelled at the name of his wife, but he screamed for a while and didn't respond, so he couldn't help but look around.
When his eyes turned to the moment behind him, Yakov suddenly jumped in horror. "You...what are you!"
"Mr. Curator of the Art Museum, you have been blaming me for stealing the paintings, so forget who I am so soon?"
The black leather coat should be a woman, but with a black clown hood, it can't look like it.
Yakov frowned: "You... are you real F& C?"
As he guarded, he quietly stepped back.
"If I were yours, the best choice now is not to move... Otherwise, I don't know what's inside the room. Hey, I'm talking about your lady, and what happens to your children."
"What do you want to do!" Yakov stunned and stunned.
"Where is the real "nameless girl"?"
""The Unknown Girl"? Is this not already sent back to the museum?" Yakov said coldly.
"After reopening today, I have also seen it." Under the clown's hood, Vera showed a sneer: "But I used some special equipment to scan it... You know, your kind of paint, if you use The light will produce some changes. I, however, it took a full two days to test the intensity of this light."
"I, I don't know what you said!" Yakov turned his head.

Is it?
Vera continued to sneer:
Would you like me to go to the art gallery to take a picture of the so-called real
nameless girl
? I think there will be some interesting things happening. Oh, right. I also found some interesting things in your home, which seems to be documents about the financial use of the museum."
"You..." Yakov took a deep breath: "Don't, let's talk. You just want the real painting, but I can tell you that he is not in my hands. Yes... Ye Feim wants to marry me, I have to do this! After I draw it out, I will hand it over to him! So, now, where is the painting, I don’t know it! Although I also doubt the art gallery. It may be fake, but I can only pretend not to know."
Vera suddenly walked into the face of Yakov, and said with the harsh voice of the voice changer: "Mr. Curator, you know, I don't have any good reputation... so what do I do?" Come out, I can hardly imagine myself."
"I really don't know!"
"Yes? The so-called real painting... But why did I get my hand after it was just a ‘made-in-china’?

"I, I don't know what you said..."
Vera was too lazy to continue to say that she pressed the person directly on the table and took a small path and nailed it to the table - next to the face of the curator of the museum.
"I said, I said! Don't kill me! I said it!"
Yakov was shocked at this moment and quickly said: "Drawing... Painting is still here! I, I know that Ye Feim is a guy who doesn't move art at all, and he doesn't think I dare to hand over the painting to him. I used to pack the package... I just put it together. I really owe too much gambling debt. I can only fight this. You know, this family is maintained by my income..."

I am not interested in listening to your family affairs, where is it painted?

"Study... behind the bookshelf in the study."
Vera grabbed the man into the study and let Yakov push the bookshelf. I found a painting wrapped in oil paper here.
After Vera’s threat, Yakov was able to tear open the oil paper and remove the contents.
However, when the painting was spread out, Yakov showed a quirky expression. "How could this be! How could this be!"
He smashed the frame at once - in front of Vera!
Vera was amazed at the action of this guy... wouldn't it be intended to destroy the evidence? But this real "nameless girl" he is willing to start?
But very quickly, Vera finally knows why Yakov will show the same expression of collapse.
Behind this so-called real "nameless girl" that he returned from the package, there is also a lot: made-in-china.
"How could this be! My paintings? My paintings! My paintings?!! Who stole my paintings!!!" Yakov went crazy and hurriedly rummaged through the study.
Vera looked at it for a while, and looked at the appearance of this guy. It seemed to be put together... Where did it really be drawn?
"There is no clue!"
Miss Vera, who was so sullen, turned the window away helplessly. She just saw Yakov’s wife and children returning from the car and subconsciously sneered:
I don’t even know if my family is attending the party today. Family, hehe."
At this time, Vera’s phone rang.
"The boss of Vera, the identity of the wolf that you saved in the manor was found... called Yergo, a small detective in Moscow. However, I found out that he bought a ticket to fly to France tomorrow.

"France?" Vera stunned. After a glimpse, she suddenly smiled and said: "Vika, this time is hard for you, let's go to France for a holiday."
"... Are you sure you are on vacation??!!!"
"I heard that the French male model is very good."
"...Is the plane at three o'clock in the afternoon?"
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knocking.
It sounded in front of the office of the deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine that is the most gossip in the city.
When Ren Ziling heard the knock on the door, he quickly lifted his head from the pillow on his pillow, wiped his mouth, and saw the pear coming in. He turned his eyes: "Yes, I thought it was the editor." Old dirty turtle."
The pears came in quite hard.
Why is it quite difficult?
It is like a burial post, and it is also filled with the taste of various instant noodles.
Pear looked at the messy office table, and could not help but sigh: "Sister, how do I feel that Luo Qiu is not here for a few weeks, your life is like falling into hell, working overtime every day, not going home, Still sleeping directly here?"
Ren Ziling yawned. "My family still has five days of clothes not washed. Would you like to wash it for me?"
"Free!" Pear quickly put his nose and waved his hand.
Ren Ziling gave the third finger of the pear to the position, and stretched out and said: "What's the matter, say! Nothing, go! I continue to sleep! The boss came to tell me in advance!"
"Sister, you have a courier!"
"express delivery?"
"Yes." Pear nodded and said: "It seems to be a painting? International express, Moscow sent... I should send a letter from Luo Qiu!"
"I rely on... to send a picture to me to dry up? Can't eat!"
"That... then I threw it?"
"I threw you first!!"
......
Ren Ziling took the package apart and found it to be a painting.
The deputy editor of Ren Da, who is drinking coffee and refreshing, twisted his neck. He always felt that he had not slept at home for a few days. He was uncomfortable... sleeping at home, he woke up every day, and he was the most able to supplement the bed at home. So good!
After reviewing the painting for a while, he did not look at Ren Ziling. After wrinkling his nose, he immediately put the painting under the wall of the office.
"The Unknown Girl? So strange name!"
But think about art, probably the same thing?
But when she looked at her office like a garbage post, I always felt that even if I added a painting here, I didn’t increase the amount of force.

This is the special product of the tourist area. What can be forced?
Ren Ziling shook his head and said:
Maybe ‘made-in-china’!

(End of this chapter)