Sinmonger Chapter 19: Add fuel to the fire
Volume 8 is a shock to the sky]Chapter 19 adds fuel to the fire
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Chapter 19 Adding Fuel to the Fire
"So, you just let him run away like that?" Dick couldn't help laughing while looking at George, who looked embarrassed.
"He runs really fast," George replied, smoking a cigarette.
Paperman was also beside him and asked, "Are you sure he's not a capable person?"
"At least he didn't show any superpowers in front of me, he just jumped from the roof of one building to another building a few meters away." George said.
"Huh, you jumped along?" Dick asked.
"That's right, otherwise how would you sprain your knee." George took another breath of anger unpleasantly: "It's irritating." He does have reasons to be annoyed. In his opinion, as a young police officer, there is no reason to be annoyed. The problem of being overweight, and he has not been out of the police academy for a long time. In the process of chasing him, he was thrown away by the prisoner. It was like being slapped in the face in public, as if his athletic ability was not as good as that of an untrained man. Ordinary bastard.
"What do you think of this person?" Paper Man is holding a photo taken from the surveillance video.
George has also seen the captured images, and reluctantly replied: "It's not that I want to compliment the other party, but he is either lucky or really a criminal veteran, you see, where he passes, It was almost always in the blind spot directly under the camera across the street, and the surveillance camera facing the outside of our police station was at a fixed angle. He used the camouflage of a sun hat to completely cover his face, leaving us with no way to start.”
"I agree with this, and I also think he should be a veteran, not only when he was wandering at the door, but even when he was being chased by you, he also deliberately avoided the cameras on the street and chose to wear a small Alley, on the roof," Dick said.
"Maybe he's already wanted, so he doesn't want to be photographed clearly." Paper Man said, but unfortunately he didn't recognize Tian Yi from the photo: "A man who dared to appear at the police station and If the criminal who has stayed for more than 60 minutes, if his target is indeed the man named Gallas... then our Mr. Darden is probably very dangerous, and the people sent by Seizer may not be able to deal with him, not to mention... "Paper Man flipped through the information about the KKK intimidation case he just got: "What's more, he is probably just a member of a racist organization, and there may be accomplices behind him."
"Although the analysis is correct, but...is this okay? Sir Ness." Dick asked.
Paper Man: "What do you mean?"
"You were sent to lead the investigation of the serial murder case, right now, you haven't made much progress in your work, do you want to intervene in other cases?" Dick said.
"It doesn't matter, the crime of the capable person is not a case that can be easily solved by ordinary criminal investigation methods. It is not in a hurry, and now this case of death threats is imminent. We have the opportunity to stop the crime before the victim is born. "Paperman replied.
Dick looked at him for two seconds, then got up and sighed: "Okay, I'll go say hello to Cezel, lest the director say we crossed the line later."
George also limped to his feet: "I have to find some ice..."
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On the morning of June 21, Gallas walked out of the house with an uneasy feeling. He told his wife the whole thing last night, and his wife accepted his request and asked for a leave of absence from going out. In order to cooperate with the police's actions, Gallas himself decided to continue his daily life, hoping to draw out the intimidators.
As soon as I left the apartment, I walked more than ten meters on the street, but heard a "bang" from the opposite side of the street behind him. The sound was really like a shot, so Gallas immediately fell down in shock and looked back. When I saw a dark car that was not very conspicuous in the distance, there was a burst of black smoke.
Two men got out of the car, swearing.
"Damn! What's going on?" one asked.
"It seems that someone has stuffed something in the exhaust pipe." Another person said while crouching down to check: "Shit! It looks like an orange."
These tragic men are the plainclothes police officers Seizer sent to protect the Gallas couple. They stayed up all night, filling the car with coffee, eating bad sandwiches, taking turns sleeping and taking turns monitoring. Not only did I get nothing, but this kind of thing happened again early in the morning.
Gallas seems to understand what's going on. In fact, he noticed the car last night. Just in case, he called the police station to confirm the license plate number with Officer Seizer. Go downstairs and take the initiative to say hello to these two plainclothes.
So Gallas pretended not to know these two people, stood up, patted the dust, and walked forward like nothing else.
The two policemen lost their means of transportation, so they simply split up. One followed Gallas on foot, and the other continued to squat near the apartment. The scrapped car had to be pulled by a tow truck from the bureau.
Every day, Gallas walks more than 20 minutes to his workplace. He lives not too far from the Louvre, so it is troublesome to drive there. However, in the opinion of the police, if someone wants to harm him, this journey to work is the best place to start. Even an ordinary person, as long as he passes the psychological barrier, it is not difficult to kill. Passing by on the street and turning back with a knife, that is a life.
Fortunately, there was no incident this morning. The policeman watched Gallas enter the office. The security level of the Louvre is higher than that of the police station, so he returned to the police station to return for his life.
The office of Gallas and the exhibition area of the Louvre are naturally separate, but its building location is also inside the wall. This building was built during the imperial rule, and its appearance is consistent with the main castle of the Louvre. The style of the two buildings is only separated by a wall, and there is a corridor to go back and forth. The area where Gallas is located is basically filled with scholars and research personnel. After reaching the main building of the Louvre through the corridor, that area is also used by the staff, mainly for security and cleaning personnel to enter and exit, and then go inside. Walk for a while to reach the exhibition area. The door between the work area and the exhibition area requires pupil scanning to pass through, and every time the door is opened and the time will be recorded by the computer. If a thief wanted to sneak someone in from the work area at night, he would have to expose himself.
When he came to the familiar office, Gallas felt a little more at ease. His work was actually relatively leisurely. Although he didn't have the title of professor, he was doing similar things to those so-called famous scholars. It is nothing more than going to the unit every day to make soy sauce, drink tea, and flip through books, and it takes a year and a half to hold back one paper. In fact, Gallas is busier than those old professors. As he said to Cezel, he is usually responsible for some artwork appraisal work. When he has time, he has to update the commentary for the commentator in the museum. of. Of course, there are not many works of art that will be brought here for appraisal these years. This is not a jewelry store, not a **** shop, or a specialized appraisal institution. It is mainly engaged in research work.
For example, this place is like the Shaolin Temple. Someone jabbed someone to death on the road with a Vajra finger. You have to come to us to evaluate the person's skill. It is not impossible for us to do it, but under normal circumstances, please go to the public security organs and hospitals.
Therefore, there is not much identification work to be done in Galas. Generally, the works of art that are sent here are generally owned by the government. Tombs, where a large number of cultural relics to be identified have been unearthed, may be busy here for a while. As for normal days, it's really nothing to do. In a really busy unit, such as some universities or commercial institutions, their laboratories are used almost all the time. How could an ordinary staff member in Gallas take fingerprints and test in the laboratory like here? The orange pit, after a long time of private work, no one found it.
So, what are these people with high salaries doing during their working hours? If you guess that Gallas and his colleagues and leaders are stealing food from the Internet every day, then you are too underestimated by cultural people. There are a lot of academic liars in this world who are basically unsuspecting. They rely on plagiarism, background, hype, etc. to get the title of an expert or a cultural person.
But in the circle Gallas was in, there were people of a certain level, and when such people were bored, they would do some shocking things. For example, copy the entire Bible in ancient Roman fonts; translate a favorite novel into four languages out of interest; use a mouse and a computer drawing program to copy oil paintings, etc.
He had high expectations for Gallas. He felt that Gallas should have enough skills to decipher the secret of the letter. But Gallas handed over the evidence to the police before he could see through all the information implied in the letter.
Of course, in the context of intimidation, this is also reasonable.
Tian Yi also knew that, judging from the fact that the police only dispatched two plainclothes, the information excavation of the other party was obviously not enough, and he had not paid enough attention to his fake Ku Klux Klan. He has to keep adding fuel to the fire before the police can really get in.
"Mr. Dadan." A doorman on the first floor came to Dadan's desk: "I saw the door was open, so I went in directly."
Gallas was thinking about something, and looked like he was lost~IndoMTL.com~ He heard someone call him, and then he came back to his senses: "Ah? Oh, what's the matter?"
"The courier sent a package for you. I don't have anything to do, so I'll bring it."
"Package?" Gallas felt an ominous premonition immediately: "This... have you checked it?"
"What?" The guard was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "When passing through the outermost gate, don't all tourists' belongings, couriers and takeaways, as well as our belongings, need to be scanned again? Wouldn't it have been stopped sooner if there were contraband?"
Gallas thought about it, and yes, dangerous goods can't be brought into the outer walls of the Louvre, so at least this package is neither a metal device, nor a liquid chemical weapon, nor a living thing.
He said, "Oh, right...thank you." Gallas wondered if he was being too suspicious.
He looked at the box in front of him, which was about the size of a basketball. After the guard left, he carefully opened it, but he saw something more impactful than a threatening letter...
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