In a mess, he fled in panic in the streets and alleys because two men in suits and leather shoes were chasing after him.
His face was filled with urgency, but his speed was inversely proportional to it. He had no choice but to support his right leg to adjust the direction he was walking in.
As for his right thigh, there was a piece of greyish white cloth wrapped around it. Of course, it was already bleeding profusely.
Like red ink melting in water, bright red and dark red, the blood that flowed out at different times actually turned into a clear pattern on the cloth.
He couldn't walk fast, so he had to use the complicated city streets to get rid of the pursuers. Gradually, he thought, perhaps even I have lost my way.
"Sorry."
He seemed to have bumped into someone, but he didn't have time to take a closer look. After a quick glance, he hurriedly walked into another alley.
He didn't know that after he bumped into someone, something fell out of his clothes — a tube of paint.
…
Luoqiu didn't need to do anything. When his eyes fell on the thing on the ground, the maid had already picked it up and brought it to him.
Before Luoqiu had time to look carefully, two men in suits walked out of the alley.
Well, they were very close-fitting, straight suits. At first glance, they probably looked like elites.
Seeing that there were only two people here, one of them saw the tube of paint in Boss Luo's hand and directly asked in English, "Did you see a man pass by? His leg is injured, so it should be easy to recognize him."
Oriental face … The man directly switched to the language that was most likely to be able to communicate.
Boss Luo immediately stretched out his finger and pointed in the opposite direction of the alley that the man had just hurried into.
The man who asked the question took a look, then nodded and quickly walked into the alley.
At this time, the companion behind him took out a wallet from the inner pocket of his suit and stuffed two bills into Boss Luo's hand. After quickly saying thank you, he also chased after the man.
"… Did I make money?" Luoqiu looked at his maid inconceivably.
You Ye nodded and smiled, "Yes, master made money."
Luoqiu smiled and shook his head, but looked at the tube of paint in his hand with more interest … It had been used, and the tail had rolled to the middle position.
Lemon yellow.
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…
Vera, who was chewing gum, had just walked around the art gallery that was robbed — Because of the theft, the art gallery was temporarily closed today, and there was a cordon around it.
"There are guards at the entrance … Vicar, have you seen the situation in the art gallery?" Vera pressed her ear — The thing that was stuffed here was the communication device between her and Vicar who was working in an RV.
At the same time, in the RV parked on the other side of the art gallery, Vicar was facing two screens, biting a piece of toast and typing on the keyboard at a high speed. He seemed to be too busy, "Dear Queen Vera, do you think I'm just cracking the computer of a high school student who only knows how to browse the Internet?"
"Then I'll go in and have a look." Vera whistled.
Vicar had no time to care about the toast that fell from his mouth due to surprise, and hurriedly objected, "We don't know the situation inside. Those policemen shouldn't have left yet. You'll be regarded as … Well, you're the most willful queen I've ever seen!"
The communication was temporarily turned off. Vicar could only sigh. He had to work harder on the work at hand.
For Vera, she had many ways to sneak into the art gallery, but obviously she chose the most unimpeded way.
As a magician, it wasn't difficult to obtain an ID card from an employee who had sneaked out to smoke.
Of course — before this, the handsome Miss Magician had changed a set of clothes, and put on a pair of very clumsy black-rimmed glasses and even changed her hairstyle.
Just like that, the handsome Magician swiped his card and walked in under the watchful eyes of the policeman guarding the door.
There was obviously a policeman who was guarding the place where the stolen painting was stolen, but there was no such person — probably he was interrogating somewhere.
Vera walked calmly, but her eyes were like a falcon. In just a moment, she had completely memorized the place where the famous painting was stolen — even the layout of every place here.
She began to picture the structure of the art gallery in her mind.
Suddenly, a young man walked towards her at this time … and directly shouted, "Wait a minute."
When he was walking in his windbreaker, a corner of the gun bag could be vaguely seen. Vera gave a start, and slightly stepped back, but met the man's eyes, "What's the matter?"
The man said, "Where's the bathroom … Oh, my stomach seems to be a little uncomfortable."
"Over there." Vera pointed at the bathroom.
"Thank you!" The man quickly nodded, "My name is Yelgo … By the way, you look better without glasses."
Vera narrowed her eyes, looking at Yelgo rushing to the place where she didn't know whether there was a bathroom or not. When she was about to leave, she heard footsteps.
She hid behind the pillar, seeing a middle-aged man with a big belly hurriedly passing by, and frequently looking back … as if he was afraid that someone would find him.
Vera turned her eyes, and quietly followed him.
"… Well, I have just recorded a statement with the police … Well, everything is normal … ASAP, ASAP."
But she could only hear such a one-sided answer. She secretly took a picture of the man's appearance with her mobile phone.
Then she sneaked out of the art gallery — she took off her coat and glasses on the street, and threw them into the trash can, and then returned to the RV.
Vicar breathed a sigh of relief at this time, but said with a blaming tone, "I don't want to see you come back so easily, because I prefer you to suffer some hardships."
Vera took a bottle of beer from the fridge, and opened it, walking to Vicar's side. She stretched out her hand on the table, and quickly said, "This painting … disappeared by itself."
"You mean a magician made it go away, right?" Vicar rolled his eyes.
Vera turned on her mobile phone, "Help me check who this guy is, what's his identity … Besides, can you buy some better glasses next time when you buy props?"
Vicar … Vicar blinked, and looked confused.
…
…
He nervously poked his head out, and was carefully looking back at the road he walked — he could only see two or three pedestrians.
It seemed that they didn't catch up with him.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and slid down along the wall. The strenuous exercise made his lips look slightly lighter and dry, and the pain on his legs made his facial muscles twist together.
"Do you want to drink some water?"
At this time, a bottle of mineral water appeared in front of him.
The man subconsciously looked up, and saw a man and a woman … One of them seemed to be the young man he had just bumped into.
"Who, who are you?" With a trace of hesitation and panic, the man put his hands on the wall, and tried to prop up his body.
"You dropped this just now." Luoqiu opened his palm, and the tube of lemon yellow paint was in his hand.
The man was stunned, and quickly grabbed the paint from Luoqiu's hand, and put it into his clothes — he seemed to relax a little, and looked at the bottle of mineral water, subconsciously swallowing his saliva.
So he quickly unscrewed the bottle, and quickly drank a few mouthfuls. Then he carelessly wiped his mouth, and showed a puzzled look, "Someone is chasing me … Didn't they ask you for directions?"
He clearly remembered the distance between him and the person, so after he bumped into the person, the person must have bumped into the man and woman.
"Well, I may have made a small prank."
The man was stunned, and hesitated, "Why did you help me?"
Boss Luo whispered, "Sir, have you forgotten? We've seen it before. "
"Before?" The man showed a stunned expression.
Boss Luo said, "A few days ago, in the art gallery. Sir, didn't you tell me about 'The Nameless Maiden'? "
This was the lunatic I met in the art gallery that day.
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