Liang Xi explained to Bobby: "I dare not notify the police for two reasons. One reason is that I am afraid of killing the police. Because according to the police's case handling thinking, they will first investigate outside the perimeter, and then send undercover agents to the nursing home to investigate.

Or they may use some means of hiding their identity to investigate the nursing home. But their opponents are very powerful. There are at least two front-line field agent-level figures who are experienced, sophisticated, and cruel and cold-blooded. We do not rule out the possibility of the police succeeding, but I

I think that even if I succeed, I have to pay a big price. I don't think any criminal deserves the police's life. The second reason is that now that I have touched the tail, I am worried that the core personnel and equipment will escape after alerting the snake. It is difficult for me to do it again.

Find them." In order not to alert others, Liang Xi made an exception and climbed up to a mountain fifteen kilometers away from the farm, using binoculars to monitor the farm.

Whether he was climbing a mountain or carrying surveillance equipment, it all showed Liang Xi's determination and Liang Xi's concern about disturbing the other party.

"I heard from you that it seems to be a large area with various terrains." Bobby asked: "How about aerial surveillance? Send two helicopters to circle and take pictures 24 hours a day. Two helicopters are not enough, four or eight?"

"Either the helicopter was shot down, or nothing was found, or the person was blind or stupid." Liang Xi said: "I even doubt that they installed a radar system on the hillside."

Bobby asked: "What is the surrounding environment?"

Liang Xi replied: "Farms, pastures, cheese processing factories, etc."

Bobby asked: "I put a hundred hot air balloon advertisements in the area, covering the entire area." Hot air balloon advertising is a hot air balloon floating in the air with advertising slogans hanging on it. It was a very effective brand promotion advertisement many years ago.

.Now it is more responsible for the decoration of celebrations.

Liang Xi hesitated and said: "One hundred..."

"Then a thousand." Poppy said, "It says that Thresh is a coward."

Liang Xi was puzzled: "Huh?"

Poppy said: "You have to write something, right?" Xiami is handsome? No, although it is true, Xiami is very low-key.

Liang Xi said: "Online fraud is all fraud, how about we do a public service advertisement?" Liang Xi had seen similar news on the Internet, but they only used a hot air balloon, and a hot air balloon was used in the city.

It was eye-catching enough. But a hot air balloon floating over the farm was really suspicious.

Liang Xi added: "You can ask police friends for help. It means it is a public welfare event. Just say that you have a netizen who was defrauded of money and people by a scammer. He was heartbroken and failed to commit suicide many times. As the Clement family, you

The person in charge vowed to do his part to reduce the occurrence of such things. So he rented a hundred balloons and hung various anti-fraud slogans around Cambridge."

Liang Xi is not good at making plans. His on-the-spot planning is like detective work. He comes up with something as soon as he thinks of it. A hundred is fine or a thousand is fine. He has no specific concept of one hundred and one thousand. He also chooses public welfare propaganda very casually.

, commercial advertisements are not impossible. The only bright spot in these situations is the hot air balloon advertisement proposed by the blonde hero Bobby. The two people pondered around the bright spots. In line with the principle of being rich and wealthy, Bobby decided to let a thousand hot air balloons circle Cambridgeshire.

Anti-fraud advertisements have been placed in cities.

Bobby has only one thing to do: let the head bodyguard do it.

The head bodyguard has only one thing to do: get rid of the hot air balloon floating over the target farm.

Bobby and Liang Xi believed that even if they were beaten to death at the flour processing factory, they would never have imagined that the police would spend so much money to deal with them.

Liang Xi added more work to Bobby: "Even if you let others handle the hot air balloon, you must be responsible for your work yourself."

Bobby patted his chest and said, "I promise not to drink alcohol or date girls during work."

Liang Xidao: "Dating a man will also delay work."

We were chatting that day, and Bobby wanted to kick Liang down, but luckily the gallery arrived.

…

Although today is the opening day, it is very deserted. There are very few pedestrians passing by and even fewer people visiting the gallery. Well, in fact, there are not even ghosts.

There are only two people in the gallery, a man and a woman. The man is Chris, but the woman doesn’t know him.

There are paintings hanging in the aisles, corridors and exhibition halls, including oil paintings and portrait sketches, and some of the exhibits have labels not for sale.

Chris was very happy to see the two of them, and stepped forward to introduce the woman. The woman was nothing else, not pretty, not in good shape, and over fifty years old. But the woman’s father was a late famous Danish oil painter.

.Not that famous, but he is dead after all, and deceased painters are usually more famous.

The woman is a friend of Chris. The two met at the funeral of the woman's father. Chris helped the woman manage her father's gallery for a month. Today, the woman came with four of her father's paintings. The four paintings will be hung in the gallery for a month.

Time, give Chris some more cards. It can be seen from this that oil painting is a hobby for rich people, while poor people still draw cartoons, and if they are lucky, they can still be exploited social animals.

Since you are here, you must watch it and support it.

Bobby waved his hand and the bodyguard chief said: "Buy them all, even the gallery." After saying that, Liang Xi pushed him aside. Of course, this was a joke when Chris was not present. When Bobby looked at the price, 50

Pounds, 100 pounds, is the artist’s price so low? Even if the artist’s price is low, my artist friend Poppy doesn’t sell each painting for 50,000 pounds. Is it worthy of the honor of my great Clement family?

Although there were no guests, Chris was still in high spirits. He was making comments with a woman about some oil paintings he purchased privately. Liang Xi and Bobby were not involved in the process, because Chris knew very well that these two people looked at the oil paintings.

There is a big generation gap between perspectives and professionals.

Liang Xi and Bobby looked at a portrait, which was a portrait of a firefighter. Bobby looked at it for a while and didn't know how to evaluate it, so he asked: "How is it?"

Liang Xi is different: as soon as I hear his comments, I know that he knows how to evaluate: "Good."

"What's good?"

"You don't understand even after I tell you." Liang Xi said: "300 pounds, the most expensive painting known to me."

Haha! So it’s like buying a piano, you don’t know which one is good, so you just have to choose which one is more expensive. Poppy said: “Tell me, should I find some actors to make a cameo? I’m embarrassed to say this in such a deserted business.

It’s a gallery opened by my friend.”

Liang Xidao: "Wait until the next time you brag about having artist friends before hiring an actor. By the way, remember to add 4 zeros to each painting."

While talking, a man in his fifties entered the exhibition hall. This may be the first real guest. The man was neatly dressed, his edges were neatly repaired, and he also had a walking stick. He stood in front of the oil painting of a firefighter.

He stayed and silently watched the firefighters for more than three minutes.

"Okay?" Bobby couldn't help but ask the man.

The man nodded and shook his head: "Judging from the use of light in the oil painting and the sense of contrast, the painter did not work hard. But from the perspective of the overall layout and color precision, the painter has considerable talent. If he could

If you practice hard and concentrate on it, you will definitely be a master painter within thirty years."

What this means is, in which industry can one not become an expert after 30 years of hard work? But it seems like this, oil painting requires not only talent, but also hard work.

A well-dressed woman interjected: "I think the most important thing about oil painting is talent. From this painting, you can see the soul of the painter, and the state of two-forgetfulness of the characters when the artist paints."

Poppy exclaimed: "Wow? Who are you?" If you don't want to be shameless, just forget about the old man's praise and criticism, but you will brag as soon as you come up and bully us laymen, right?

The woman answered Poppy's question seriously: "My name is Lily, and I work on oil painting restoration at the British Museum."

Liang Xi and Bobby took a look at each other and felt that Chris must be talented in oil painting, and the fireman's oil painting was definitely a masterpiece.

Next, the number of guests began to increase, including several professionals. They chatted with Chris for a long time about his works. Their views were basically the same: Chris was very talented, but he did not spend too much time and time on his works.

Energy. Chris accepted it humbly, so humbly that he almost knelt down. After Liang Xi learned about it casually, he found that among the more than 20 customers, five of them were professionals in oil painting.

Chris didn't expect there would be so many guests, so he went to Liang Xi and Bobby and begged them to work as coolies. The main job was to pour drinks, make tea, and buy some snacks for takeaway. There should be snacks and drinks at the art exhibition.

Chris was unprepared.

The head bodyguard refused to assign errands. Unless Bobby was willing to stay in the car, he could spare two bodyguards to run errands. Otherwise, he would rather follow Bobby to run errands than let Bobby stay alone in a crowded place.

.

Liang Xi was dissatisfied with this: "How much is he worth? The only valuable kidneys in the human body are now given away and no one wants them."

Bobby was angry and pointed: "You go, you go buy snacks, I'll go to the supermarket to buy drinks."

Liang Xi reminded: "There are no tea leaves, no teapot, and even... no small table. What kind of business should I open? If you accept it, there will be no ghosts." What kind of bullshit is there for professionals to see for themselves and call people?

What does it mean? This is a gallery, not a hair salon, why are you joining in the fun?

Liang Xi was not familiar with the neighborhood, so he found a pastry shop through inquiries and placed an order for the store to deliver the goods. The store didn't know there was a gallery nearby, so Liang Xi also drew a route map. Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry to go back, and said after returning

He had to work because he couldn't understand oil paintings anyway. Liang Xi walked slowly along the street and bought a Turkish ice cream on the way. After a battle of wits and courage, he killed the ice cream vendor, took the ice cream and left.

Liang Xi stopped to admire the violin on the roadside for a while and gave him a few pounds. He sat on a chair at the bus stop and ate his ice cream. He then walked around the park before slowly returning to the gallery.

Liang Xi walked toward the gallery and saw a young man wearing a mask walking out of the gallery. Liang Xi and him were face to face more than ten meters apart, and the two sides slowly approached. Liang Xi always felt that the man's walking posture was a bit strange. Looking at his feet

It was a sneaker that he liked very much. Then Liang Xi saw the focus point, which seemed like nothing to an outsider, but Liang Xi was an insider, so he noticed at a glance that the focus point was wrong, typical of small feet wearing big shoes.

I say typical because before surveillance was spread all over the city, fingerprints and footprints were two very typical pointing characteristics. Wearing big shoes with small feet was a routine often used by female criminal suspects. Some criminal suspects even paid more attention to footprints, and

Ignore fingerprints. The objective reason is that many houses are single-family buildings. When entering the main building, you will pass through the grass in the front and back yards, and it is easy to leave footprints. You can wipe fingerprints and wear gloves, but it is very difficult to eliminate footprints.

Liang Xidao: "Mr."

The man stopped and Liang Xi squatted down: "Your shoelaces are loose."

At this time, Bobby's car arrived at the door, and the bodyguard went to the trunk to carry the coffee table. Bobby was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. Liang Xi was untying a man's shoelaces. But the man remained motionless and silent. Liang Xi stood still.

Get up: "Okay." Get out of the way."

The man nodded and took a step forward. The laces of his two shoes were tied together, causing him to fall down on the spot. When Liang Xi smiled evilly, the man lightly put his hand on the ground, turned around and lay on the ground with his back, shrinking his feet.

He took out the razor blade with his finger, cut the shoelaces, stood up and ran away.

Liang Xi's motor nerve reaction was slow, and the opponent was very fast. Liang Xi didn't know what to say for a moment. He turned back to look at Bobby, who shouted: "Catch..." Look at Liang Xi, what are you catching?

When Liang Xi spread his hands, he didn't know whether he was a thief or a wanted criminal, a private detective, a tabloid reporter, etc.

"Catch him." Bobby pointed to the man who ran more than thirty meters away: "Catch him."

The two bodyguards immediately threw the coffee table away and responded to the boss's order and chased the man at a speed of thunder and lightning. A car stopped beside the man, the man got into the back seat, the car started, the bodyguards were six meters away, and the man stretched out a stick from inside

Middle finger. Then he saw two bodyguards pull out their pistols and shouted: "Speed ​​up." What the hell? Why did they pull out their guns?

Bobby and Liang Xi shouted urgently: "Don't shoot, don't shoot." They still didn't understand what was happening.
To be continued...