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Anna lifted a small corner of the curtain and looked out at the surroundings - just below this room, two men were guarding, and similarly, outside the door of this room, there were handles.

The clothes on her body had already been changed under the maid's tough attitude, and her whole body was even more checked.

Anna had no way to contact Yefim, let alone the outside world. So her current situation is: forbidden.

She didn't even know if Yefim had seen Yuri's appearance through the brooch she had attached to her body, which had been destroyed on her way to the manor.

It's a subordinate of the Dekabi family, or rather Yuri's subordinate...... But, Yuri's men?

Shouldn't he just be a depressed painter wandering the streets? his identity has already been investigated.

Is there something wrong?

The door to the room was suddenly opened. Anna turned vigilantly and watched as Yuri grabbed Yuri with both hands on the door as it opened.

It's really Yuri.

"You're waiting outside. Yuri then turned back and ordered.

Anna clearly saw a few more stern-looking men coming outside the door. They nodded, and didn't say anything, except that when their eyes swept over her, there was no smell of kindness.

Yuri closed the door.

He pressed against the door of the room, and for a moment did not come up or speak, but looked at Anna silently—which made her even more unsure of what he was trying to do.

"Did you rest well last night?" Yuri suddenly smiled and said, "This room should be the best one besides mine." ”

Anna tried to keep her composure, "If I want to change places, you shouldn't feel too good Mr. Yuri." ”

"You call me Mr. Yuri?" Yuri shook his head, as if he remembered something, and finally took a step towards the corner of the room: the cloakroom.

He opened one of the wardrobes, and while picking out the clothes inside, he said casually, "But you don't change places, do you?" I slept well last night, and two beautiful girls hugged me...... Well, I think last night must have been the best sleep I've had recently. ”

"Really? That's congratulations. Anna said right in front of Yuri.

The distance between them was the distance from the window to the wardrobe - almost the farthest distance that could be found in this room. Anna tucked her hands behind her back, and slowly pulled a toothbrush from her sleeve.

The handle of the toothbrush had been broken, and the broken end had even been sharpened - probably the most meaningful thing Anna had done since she woke up, and it was something she had a cheap sense of security.

Finally, Yuri chooses a set of clothes from his wardrobe. He held it up in front of him, looked at Anna, and smiled, "Do you like this dress?"

Anna frowned, "Looks like you're planning to let me wear it." ”

"You're just as smart. Yuri looked at each other approvingly. He put his clothes on the bed, but didn't say anything more, and walked directly to the door, "Someone will take you out, I hope you have changed your clothes by then...... By the way, don't do unnecessary things. Honestly, I don't want to see you with a weapon. ”

He said, gesturing to the corner of the room, then to his own eyes.

This made Anna subconsciously think of Yefim...... That's also a person who likes to hide in the shadows and peek into everything. Anna took a deep breath and reached out to press the windowsill as Yuri left.

Her face was a little ugly, and she looked at the clothes on the bed...... It's a terrible feeling right now.

To make matters worse, however, she couldn't figure out what Yuri was trying to do.

......

"It's time to eat. ”

A man walked in with a plate of food - this was the basement of the manor. Or would it be more appropriate to call it a dungeon?, Jelgo thought to himself.

This is probably not an experience to be proud of.

As national police officers, he and Victor are currently trapped in this place by the mob - but to make matters worse, the man who came in with food is not coming towards them.

He's just bringing food to another guard who has been guarding them.

Yergo, who hasn't eaten since last night and doesn't even have drinking water...... I'm so hungry!

The strip of cloth wrapped around his mouth made it impossible for him to have a good conversation with Victor. Even if Victor was right next to him.

But both were on the wall.

"Why don't you kill these two guys?" the man who brought the food sat down casually and asked his companion.

The companion shrugged and said, "The boss said to keep it first." But Mr. Butler also said that they tried to escape......"

He grinned, and slowly slashed the dagger in his hand across his neck, as if this was the thing he was most looking forward to.

It's the worst thing to do!, Yergo narrowed his gaze...... He felt that he was still immature, and his fear almost made his mind explode.

Perhaps he should have learned a good lesson from Mr. Victor, and he seemed more composed. Yergo subconsciously looked towards Victor, and he found ......

Victor lowered his head...... Sleep, fall asleep??

Damn it!

I'm so hungry!!

Unbeknownst to the young Agent Jelgo, however, what had happened to him was now falling into two different lines of sight, their respective owners, who were quickly leaving through the small window through which they could peek into the cellar.

Because this manor is a place where it is not advisable to stay in the same place for too long.

The owner of one of the lines of sight even had to say worriedly at this time: "Vera, do you really plan to steal the painting from here?"

"Steal, don't you ......" The owner of the other line of sight shook his head and said indifferently: "Steal, won't we see what the owner of this manor has planned?"

"That's right...... Wait for me, wait ......" Vika had to quickly cover his mouth, for fear of making a louder noise, and was busy keeping up with the back of the man who was always ahead.

......

"Boss, Miss Anna brought. ”

"Got it, you guys go out first. Yuri nodded and commanded.

"Okay, boss. ”

In the open room, only Yuri and Anna were left. Yuri glanced at Anna, who was wearing the new clothes, and smiled, "You really fit this outfit very well." ”

Unlike Yuri, Anna was surveying every part of the room...... She finally looked in front of Yuri.

Easels, brushes, and tools for painting...... There were already a lot of things drawn on the paper, so Anna recognized at a glance what Yuri was drawing.

She frowned and subconsciously said, "No wonder you also said that you were going to auction "The Nameless Girl"...... You're going to draw another one!"

Yuri picked up the paintbrush and didn't look at Anna, just concentrating on mixing the paint, and said indifferently: "Come and accompany me, you can always give me inspiration and let me know where to start with the most suitable brush." I need to hurry up a bit, after all, I have to do a special vintage treatment at the end. ”

Anna was stunned and said, "You arrested me just so that I could paint with you?"

Yuri then looked at Anna, and he couldn't see what kind of emotion he had on his face. Anna felt as if she was looking through the ice at the man in front of her who had ever had the most intimate relationship with her.

She suddenly felt so vague.

Yuri stretched out his finger and pressed it to his lips, making a silent gesture, "Don't speak, just stay with me quietly...... Whatever you get from the auction will be yours. ”

Anna...... Anna's lips opened slightly, and she felt that she had heard the most incredible words of her life.

She pursed her lips, pondering the truth of Yuri's words, and slowly walked over to the easel and sat down.

Yuri suddenly closed his eyes, brushing the brush in his left hand and palette in his right.

It was just a habit before he started writing, and Anna knew it.

When Yuri opened his eyes and began to write, Anna suddenly had a feeling - even if she was sitting here, Yuri's eyes seemed to be long gone.

For some reason, she suddenly had a sadness that she didn't know about...... Buddha, she is the one who is abandoned.

......

......

Inside the luxurious manor, Yuri is getting carried away with his best paintbrush.

In the simple house, the club owner, who had just returned from a morning run, was also taking a rag and began to selectively wipe down a destroyed painting.

Of course, the only place to wipe is the frame, the stain that has been dissolved with paint, and as for the painting itself, it will probably only get worse and worse.

This is the one that had been destroyed in the hotel last night - something that had been ruined seemed to everyone to have lost its value completely.

But even so, it is not lost that it should still have its historical value - it is not real, and it is therefore discarded.

Just outside the walls of the hotel parking lot last night, ruthlessly destroyed by its original owner, ruthlessly abandoned by its future owner, and then picked up like trash by the club's owner.

"Isn't it true that you're not a professional painter for 30 years? Luo Qiu looked at the mess where he couldn't start, then at the rag in his hand, shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, and stretched.

So he gave up this stupid method, and then gently touched the place where the oil painting had been destroyed.

The pigments mixed with the alcohol began to slowly separate, moving little by little, as if returning to where they were supposed to be.

When a little bit of alcohol, which did not belong to the painting, is separated from the canvas and finally falls into a cup placed by the narrator, the discarded painting has been restored to its original appearance.

Luo Qiu looked at it and nodded in satisfaction.

The water has been collected. (To be continued.) )