Chapter 202 Jun Cool (3)(1/2)
The "casual" dinner that Poppy had given him was sent to the audio-visual room by the maids. The three of them enjoyed first-class treatment in the audio-visual room. They used the remote control to select pictures and ate delicious food. Poppy opened a bottle of red wine and grams.
Li Li drank with him and looked down upon Liang Xi, who didn't drink.
The deputy director has separated from his wife, and their divorce has entered into legal proceedings. The deputy director now lives in the house left to him by his father. The house is good. After all, the family background of a contemporary family that can study art is not bad.
After the three of them had eaten and drank, the deputy curator also returned home. He hung his coat on the hanger at the door, walked to the small bar, poured himself a glass of scotch, and put a few pieces from the mini ice machine on one side.
Ice cubes, shake well and drink it in one gulp. After drinking, the deputy director held the bar with both hands and lowered his head, as if he was using alcohol to relieve stress. This continued for a while before he left the small bar and went to the second floor.
The deputy director took off his clothes and went to take a shower. It can be seen that the deputy director had practiced training when he was young. The fat on his body still cannot cover his original muscles. The deputy director entered the shower room, stood in the shower, washed his hair and then
He didn't move, just kept calm. After a while, the deputy director sat on the ground, hugging his knees with his hands, and let the water from the nozzle keep pouring on him.
Seeing this, it is basically certain that the deputy director has a lot of things on his mind and is under a lot of pressure.
After coming out of the shower, the deputy director turned off the lights in the bedroom, gently lifted the curtains and looked outside. The insurance company's vehicle was parked on the side of the road, with the windows open. Two people were sitting in the car smoking, holding a cigarette in their hands and reaching into the car.
Outside the window.
After lowering the curtains, the deputy director bowed his head and paused for a while before going downstairs to watch TV. He was watching a replay of a cricket match and did not change the channel during the commercial break. He took a whiskey and a glass and sat on the sofa to drink, without caring.
TV content.
Liang Xidao: "Assuming that the deputy director took Junku, he did not communicate with the other party on his mobile phone, at least not his own mobile phone. I found that he did not focus on any place at home, which means that Junku was not at home. According to my guess, he
A third-party location intermediary will most likely be used.”
Liang Xidao: "Assassin is a very ancient profession. It is said that in ancient times, if a person wanted to hire an assassin, there was a process. He would put the money and note somewhere, which was often found in a building outside the town.
Such as churches, roadside pavilions, abandoned barns, etc. The assassins come here regularly, take the down payment and note to kill, and the employer will release the balance after the person dies. This avoids the problem of the employer and the assassin meeting. Of course, there are also
There is a credibility issue.”
Liang Xidao: "I think that after the deputy director put Junku in a certain place, he will not go to this place again. There are several possibilities for what he wants to do now. The first possibility is to wait for the money to arrive, and then put it there."
Tell the buyer the location. The second possibility is to wait for the buyer to contact you and tell the buyer the location. The third possibility is to find an opportunity to tell the buyer the location."
Bobby said: "He didn't check his phone."
Liang Xi nodded: "Judging from the current situation, it is good news. Junku has not taken action yet. How will the deputy director swallow the money? Is the deputy director waiting for the buyer to clean up the stolen money? He does not have the ability to repay the money. Buy
Through real estate gifts, or other means...the deputy director must need an additional identity to receive this money."
Chris interjected: "Perhaps it can be more direct. The deputy director traveled overseas and occasionally found an authentic piece at a street stall and auctioned it locally. The buyer has already put the money into an account that can only be controlled by the deputy director, but the name of the account and the deputy director
It has nothing to do with the director. The deputy director auctioned this so-called authentic item, and the virtual account called the auctioneer to purchase the authentic item. The auction house needs to keep the buyer’s information confidential, so the deputy director got a large sum of money justifiably."
Liang Xidao: "This method is okay, but the deputy director is an ordinary person. Can he complete such a complicated operation?"
Chris said: "The operation is not complicated. There are many tax havens in the world, as well as Swiss and Russian banks. They don't care who the funds belong to. Some banks even know that your funds are dirty and deliberately set handling fees."
Threshold, profit from your funds transfer process.”
Liang Xi looked at Chris and said, "You know a lot." Liang Xi also understood, but he just thought that even if the deputy curator understood it, he wouldn't know how to operate it.
Chris's heart tightened. It's not a good thing to talk too much. He said nonchalantly: "When you are a road examiner in France, you can meet everyone."
Liang Xi thought it was right and didn't think much about it.
Chris looked up at the wall clock, it should be almost time.
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While drinking tea and tasting desserts, around ten o'clock in the evening, the deputy director was lying on the sofa watching TV, but he had actually fallen asleep. At this time, there was a vibrating sound from behind the TV. The deputy director walked over and took it from behind the TV.
Pick up a mobile phone and answer the call: "Hello."
Deputy Director: "No, I have succeeded, you can't do this."
Deputy Director: "The price is negotiable."
Deputy Curator: "Hello!"
Liang Xidao: "Let's go there."
Bobby followed Liang Xi and asked, "What's wrong?"
Liang Xidao: "It should be buyer's remorse. I'm a little surprised. Since the deputy director had already obtained the deal on the first day of the exhibition, why didn't they complete the transaction? As of today, Junku has become a hot potato."
Chris followed up: "Did we not agree on the price?"
The head bodyguard wanted to take a rest first, but when he saw the three people coming out, he immediately called for someone to prepare a car.
Liang Xi said: "The truth will surface soon." This time Liang Xi did not use the words should or maybe. Obviously he had a specific macro view of the case.
…
After getting in the car and looking at the surveillance camera, the deputy director was already crazy. He grabbed the air with both hands, paced quickly in the living room, lowered his head and muttered to himself. After a long time, the deputy director picked up the whiskey and took a sip.
The whiskey bottle sat in a daze on the sofa. After being in a daze for about five minutes, the deputy director picked up his mobile phone and stayed in daze for another minute before making a call: "Polly, are you asleep?... I have something to tell you...
It's urgent...Okay, I'll wait for you...Drive the car to the back door and call me when you get there...We'll talk to you later..."
Poli is the curator. After hearing this, Chris asked: "Is the deputy curator planning to hand over Junku to the curator?"
Bobby said: "It is reasonable to infer that the deputy director cannot handle Junku. Since he can't sell it, he will hand over Junku, and the big problem will be reduced to a trivial matter. Hehe, this is the first time I have made money for the family business, or...
Two hundred million."
"Haha." Liang Xi smiled dryly.
Bobby was dissatisfied: "What do you mean?"
Liang Xidao: "This has nothing to do with you?"
Poppy replied: "Why doesn't it matter? Because I brought enough pressure to make buyers afraid to pay and sellers afraid to ship."
Liang Xidao: "I think you should ask the insurance company to prepare cash."
Bobby: "We'll see."
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When the two cars arrived near the deputy director's residence, the deputy director got into the director's car. The head bodyguard contacted the hacker Heim. Although Heim told the blade about his employer, he was not fired and was transferred to the manor.
Security bodyguard.
Under Heim's command through traffic surveillance, two groups of three vehicles drove one after another to the underground parking lot of the Oxford Street Public Parking Lot.
As you can tell from the name, Oxford Street is an old street. The road is not wide and there are no dedicated parking spaces. After the popularization and development of automobiles in the past few decades, many people park their cars on the roadside, and the originally narrow street is blocked. Municipal Administration
In addition to calling for travel by subway and public transportation, community public parking lots have also begun to be built. The Oxford Street community has a four-story public parking lot with one floor underground.
Public parking fees are very low, and there are also many disadvantages. One of them is the existence of zombie cars. After many people change their cars or don’t want their own cars, they will drive their cars to public parking lots. As for why they don’t scrap the vehicles, here
I won’t mention it anymore.
Public parking lots have few management personnel and little monitoring. The structure of the underground level is complex, and most people in the Oxford community choose to park in the parking lots on the first to fourth floors. When driving to the underground level, except for the parking spaces near the entrance and exit, there are cars.
Only scattered zombie cars can be seen on the underground floor.
Liang Xi and others turned the corner and saw a burning zombie car. The deputy director took his coat and beat the flames. The old director dragged him outwards hard, and they both fell down. The deputy director collapsed.
Kneeling down and crying in front of the train,
Driving nearby, Liang Xi and others got out of the car. Liang Xi said to Bobby: "Two hundred million is burned." Liang Xi's tone was calm, which made Chris feel guilty and did not dare to say anything.
The bodyguards took fire extinguishers and tried to put out the fire but failed, so they could only exit and watch the car burn. Bobby walked up to the deputy director and asked, "Is Junku in the car?"
The deputy director was too busy suffering and crying to pay attention to Bobby. The bodyguard said: "The air from burning cars is poisonous. We need to get out of here as soon as possible."
Bobby said to the bodyguard: "Take him into the car."
The chief bodyguard called for a bodyguard to come forward and help the deputy director. The director asked them to get into his car together, and the three cars drove out of the underground parking lot. After waiting for a while, the sirens of fire trucks and police cars were heard.
Chris took the opportunity to ask Liang Xi: "Do you think the deputy director hid Junku in the car? And then it caught fire?"
Bobby came over and asked, "Why did it catch on fire?"
Liang Xi said: "If my guess is correct, destroying Junku is the buyer's plan."
Bobby asked: "What's the purpose?"
Liang Xidao: "The buyer is jealous of Junku. He wants to destroy Junku."
Bobby: "Go to hell." There are people who really hate Biffinqi, especially African Americans and Christians. In many of Biffinci's works, he vilified African Americans and Christians, and even did the most taboo thing.
As a matter of fact, I drew a portrait of the leader of the Holy Church.
Liang Xidao: "The police are here, just listen to what they have to say."
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Liang Xi deduced most of the truth. The oil painting was stolen by the deputy curator, but there was another mystery behind it.
The deputy director confessed that his wife's new love interest was a famous divorce lawyer. The divorce agreement had hollowed out the deputy director, and even his father's house would belong to his wife. At this time, he received a phone call from an unknown person.
When the phone was in his pocket.
The person on the phone asked Junku, but the deputy director said he couldn't do it. The caller told him that you can do it. The caller explained that on the first day of Junku's exhibition, the security company and insurance company would receive a threat alert. In order to
To be sure, they will definitely use fake products to deal with it one day first. The key is to grasp the time.
The caller told the deputy director that he had the opportunity to contact Junku alone, and someone would help him transfer the director. All the deputy director had to do was to transfer Junku. Junku would not participate in the exhibition on the first day, so there was no need to worry about the second one.
To be continued...