The shop owner received such a strange call in the middle of the night, until he hung up the phone, he thought it was a prank call.
However, after he lay back on the bed, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and his mind gradually came to his senses. He suddenly sat up from the bed, and even disturbed his sleeping wife next to him.
Ignoring his wife, the boss quickly found his mobile phone and turned on the store's monitoring.
What he saw next took his breath away!
Fortunately, the home is not very far from the store, and it only takes ten minutes to walk.
Today, on this road, the boss only took four minutes to arrive at the door of the shop.
? Seeing the incomplete store, the boss suddenly felt that there was a thunderbolt, and there was no way to accept it.
He was wearing pajamas, a coat over the outside, and rushed into the shop with messy hair.
The driver was taken aback. Seeing the speed, he thought it was an enemy seeking revenge for a moment.
However, the Qiu family did not come out to seek revenge in pajamas and slippers, so the driver put down his vigilance.
He saw the boss holding the broken windows and doors and yelling distressedly. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call the police.
Seeing that the boss was about to call the police, the driver quickly snatched his mobile phone.
The boss was taken aback for a moment, seeing the driver's ferocious look, he felt bad all over.
The law and order in Belgium is not particularly good. Could it be that these two people want to call them over and continue to blackmail them?
Just as the boss was about to turn around and run away, he was subdued by the driver again.
The driver has never done such a thing, even when the patriarch was in power, he never did such a thing.
For a moment, it was a bit embarrassing, but the patriarch wanted to ask questions.
He quickly yelled at the patriarch, "Sir, if you have any questions, please ask."
Shelley was holding the painting in his arms, saw the boss's reaction, and thought of the boss's thoughts.
"Transfer the money to the boss first, and the boss would like to ask how much your decoration cost is, and I will give you twice."
Facing the mess he created, Shelley is still very responsible.
Maybe when Shelley just came out of the police station today, Shelley didn't even think that he wouldn't go home in the middle of the night, so he smashed the shop here.
Even invited the boss.
The boss didn't expect this person to discuss the compensation of the store with him so seriously.
He silently gave a number, Shelley asked him for the bank account number, and the boss gave it to him.
I saw Shelley took out his mobile phone, and the next moment, the mobile phone held by the driver rang a text message.
The boss instantly looked up in the direction of the text message.
Immediately afterwards, the driver handed him the phone.
At this time, although the boss got the mobile phone, he didn't call the police at the first time, but checked his bank account.
Sure enough, there was a huge sum of money in the account, which was exactly twice the number he said.
The boss seemed to have never seen such a quick compensation. He rubbed his eyes for a while, afraid that he would miss a zero.
Just as the boss was checking the bank deposits, Shelley also asked the driver to simply clean up the messy environment inside the store.
The driver was ordered to do it.
And the boss calmed down, and finally sat opposite Shelley, asking with a strange expression.
"I just mentioned the problem, what is the problem?"
Shelley watched the boss calm down so quickly and asked himself questions.
He smiled happily, then handed the painting in his hand to the boss, and asked, "This paintingwhere did you find it?"
The boss looked at it, and saw the blood on the painting at first glance, and was shocked.
Looking carefully, I found that there was a wound on Shelley's hand holding the painting. Although the wound was no longer bleeding, it was obvious that it was scratched by glass.
The boss carefully identified the painting in his hand. Fortunately, the blood stains were not very obvious, and this was one of the boss's favorite paintings recently, so after two seconds of identification, he had already got the answer.
"This painting is very cheap. It is a decorative painting that I bought from a rural restaurant in the Northland. Although the artist does not know who it is and should not be well-known, I like the atmosphere and style of this painting very much, so I bought it. come back."
Shelley's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Which restaurant is it, and where is it, do you remember?"
Ten minutes later, Shelley left the shop holding the painting and a note with the address of the restaurant.
"Arrange the plane, we will go find that restaurant right now."
After so long, the driver finally reacted.
The painting, as well as the surprised expression on Shelley's face, no matter how you look at it, are related to the dead Mr. He Yi'an.
The driver couldn't bear to pierce Shelley's fantasy, but his eyes still fell on Shelley's ankle.
"Sir, have you forgotten that your current whereabouts are recorded? Now you can't leave the police station ten kilometers away, otherwise, you will be caught in prison for breaking the law."
There was no crime at all, but if he absconded, it seemed that there was something wrong with his heart.
The driver reminded softly.
And Shelley also glanced at the tracker on his ankle, his eyes turned cold.
He still held that painting in his arms, as if it was the only warmth in this cold night.
He didn't mention anything about the painting and the village of Beiguo, he just took his long legs and walked in the direction of the car.
"Wait for me to go back, quickly find out the ghost in the family, and end this case!"
"yes!"
After the driver heard it, he quickly replied sharply.
He followed Shelley's pace and walked in the direction of the car.
In the next three days, Shelley's methods were vigorous and resolute.
He quickly re-screened the Esmond family, but it was still the same as usual.
As for the ghost in the family, nothing was found.
Shelley glanced at the painting brought back from the shop on the bedside.
With heavy eyes, he sat on the sofa and waited.
He waited from daytime to afternoon, and finally before dinner, he waited for the news that the lawyer had successfully applied for his departure application.
"Arrange the plane and we will leave immediately."
Shelley still wears anklets on her ankles.
His eyes were shining, as if there were stars twinkling in them.
Shelley opened the bedroom door, and directed at the guard at the door, giving such an order.
He went back to his room to pack his luggage.
In the huge suitcase, there were not a few clothes.
The biggest thing is the blood-stained painting.
Shelley boarded a private plane to the Northland with the painting and hope.
The plane lifted off smoothly, while Shelley silently looked at the bright sunlight outside the window without any cloud cover, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, but after realizing something, he quickly returned to his original state (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com