The weather was sunny and sunny.

A flock of white doves, symbolizing peace and purity, gracefully landed on the huge square in front of St. Paul's Cathedral amid the waves and cheers of visitors, and quickly pecked at wheat, peas and other foods on their palms.

Zhang Jiao sat on the bench at the edge of the square, looking at the peaceful and warm scene in front of him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and threw out a handful of wheat in his hand from time to time, thus attracting more pigeons to forage.

Not far from him, a street painter who looked very young but had a beard was looking at Zhang Jiao, who was in a white-haired trench coat in front of him, and was quickly depicting on the easel.

Zhang Jiao didn't seem to know about this, and looked at the grand and solemn St. Paul's Cathedral not far in front of him with a smile on his face, with a warm and indifferent expression.

The painter immediately grasped this charm and quickly added a few more strokes to the sketch he had just completed. Then he looked at the white-haired exotic young man with a unique temperament in front of him, and his expression was full of satisfaction.

The painter carefully removed the sketch, and then walked up to Zhang Jiao in the scattering of the pigeons.

"Sir, I gave it to you. ”

"Hope you enjoy it!"

Listening to the low and hoarse male voice in his ears, Zhang Jiao, who had been staring at St. Paul's Cathedral, immediately turned around.

He looked at the young painter who had walked in front of him, looked at the sketch he had handed in his hand, and immediately stood up and took it.

A foreign young man with a large field of white doves clustered at his feet is looking reverently at the magnificent cathedral in front of him......

Zhang Jiao looked carefully at this sketch that looked very comfortable and coordinated, and his expression was full of satisfaction.

He raised his head and looked at the street painter in front of him as if he was waiting for praise from his teacher, and said happily.

"The painting is awesome, I love it. ”

In the admiration, Zhang Jiao quickly took out his wallet from his pocket, and then took out two hundred-yuan bills from it and handed them over.

"Please, can you give it to me? I really like it. ”

The young painter who felt Zhang Jiao's affection suddenly smiled, he nodded quickly, and said happily, "Of course." ”

"From now on, sir, it will be yours. ”

As he spoke, the street painter took out a hundred-yuan bill from Zhang Jiao's hand without shyness, put it in his pocket, and said jokingly.

"Sir, I hope you can keep it. This is the most satisfying work I have painted in the last six months. Maybe it will become a masterpiece in the future?"

With that, he waved his hand, walked over to the easel and put it away, and began to look for the next object.

"I'm looking forward to that day. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the figure he left, looked at the sketch in his hand again, smiled a little, put it away very carefully, put it on the chair near his hand, and continued to observe St. Paul's Cathedral.

In the majestic St. Paul's Cathedral, in addition to the believers and tourists who come and go in an orderly manner. There are also many black-robed priests guiding the faithful in the cathedral.

Zhang Jiao looked at them, his pupils shrunk into a little light indistinctly, refracting countless brilliant brilliance like diamonds.

In his eyes.

The cathedral in front of you was bathed in a huge pillar of light.

The source above the pillar of light seems to be connected to another kingdom, and countless winged spirits continue to praise and sing towards the source in the pillar of light.

Shine brightly.

The whole cathedral is like a beautiful work of art made of gold, jewels and diamonds, exuding a dazzling and divine light.

The incomparably vast amount of divine power centered on this church continued to spread out, encompassing the entire area in front of him.

This power is so immense, it is more dazzling than the sun in the sky, and it is deeper and more vast than the sea.

Zhang Jiao looked at the almost endless divine light in front of him, tried his best to gather his strength, and let the holy power in front of him flow through his body, and then quietly felt the great pain caused by the destruction of this divine power in his body.

"It's a horrible !!"

He sighed in it.

"It's no wonder that the Templar was able to sweep the entire world in the first place, this kind of power is so pure and domineering, I am the only one, purifying and destroying all the alien powers that do not belong to me. ”

"If you compare it with your own Sanyang Divine Power, I am afraid that ten of the Sanyang Divine Power can only resist one point of Holy Power, no wonder the remaining old gods and the vast majority of dark creatures can only survive in the corners of the dark edge in fear. ”

Half an hour later, when I saw that I was about to lose the power to resist.

Zhang Jiao immediately stood up, picked up the sketch placed on the bench, turned his head and walked out.

As he walked, he walked calmly, and he couldn't see the slightest strange look in his body.

Even when he passed by several priests, he would nod slightly at them, and only after receiving a response from the other party did he turn sideways and leave.

During this time, no one noticed the intertwined brilliance of the three colors gradually revealed in his pupils.

In a short time, he walked out of this sacred area that seemed to be shrouded in the light of heaven.

Across the wide road,

Zhang Jiao looked at St. Paul's Cathedral, which was just a street away, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wisps of light and flame-like breath immediately floated out of his breath, and then, like a tadpole looking for its mother, quickly floated back to the brightly shrouded square behind him, merging with it.

At the same time, at the moment when this wisp of holy power returned to the cathedral.

In the backyard of St. Paul's Cathedral, two priests wearing small square hats with gold rimmed hats immediately raised their heads, looked at each other, and said with some uncertainties.

"Do you feel it? A foreign object has invaded the church......

In the midst of the discussion, Zhang Jiao's figure has been completely mixed into this very famous city of St. Angolie with the flow of people.

Cars come and go, and people flow on the bustling streets.

Zhang Jiao took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number.

Toot!Toot!!!!

After the phone rang a few times, it was immediately connected.

A somewhat listless male voice was immediately heard.

"Boss, is there something wrong?"

Zhang Jiao listened to Mr. Dewey Juliers, who was sent by himself to investigate the whereabouts of the earthly slate on the other end of the phone, and said very easily.

"Come pick me up, I'm on Ystad Avenue right now. ”

The originally listless voice on the phone immediately rose a few points.

"Boss, have you arrived in the city of San Angole?"

"Yes. ”

Zhang Jiao replied calmly, and then he heard the sound of hurriedly dressing on the phone, as well as a somewhat shrill female voice.

"Honey, what are you going to do?"

In the speech, there are also some voices like body rubbing.

"Let it go, my boss is here, I'm going to see my boss. Obedient, dear, I'll be back later, FXXK......"

Zhang Jiao listened to the voice in the microphone and had already made a decision in his heart.

If Mr. Dewey Julils hadn't surprised himself, he wouldn't have wanted a bonus this quarter.

More than half an hour later, a bright red sedan stopped in front of Zhang Jiao.

Dewey Julils stepped out of the car at a brisk pace.

He looked at Zhang Jiao, who was sitting under the parasol outside the café, and immediately took a deep breath, and a hearty smile slowly drew on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to walk up.

A pair of sagging arms had already wrapped around his arms, and they were about to walk up together.

Dewey Julils immediately turned his head and looked at the woman holding his arm, his face flushed.

He hurriedly pulled the woman next to him and whispered, "Didn't you say okay? You just wait for me in the car, what are you doing here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman who looked to be about forty or fifty years old holding his arm next to him immediately said in a coquettish voice, "Honey, I just want to spend more time with you, please." ”

Dewey Julils looked at the coquettish woman who was a little girl, and before his intellectual disgust could be spoken, the words in his mouth were occupied by an inexplicable love, and turned into a sensual love sentence.

"No problem, my dear, as long as it is your wish, I will do my best to meet it. ”

As he spoke, he walked up with the slightly obese middle-aged woman in his arms.

Zhang Jiao looked at the two people who came over, immediately motioned for them to sit down, and then stared at Dewey Julils up and down, and immediately said with a smile after focusing on the icosahedral dice hanging from his neck.

"What do you want to drink?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand at the waiter behind him.

Dewey Julils looked at his boss and wanted to hide his face and run away immediately, never to appear in front of him again, but this can only be thought.

He looked at Zhang Jiao, who was sitting in front of him, and immediately said, "Boss, why are you here in person?"

Zhang Jiao stirred the coffee in his cup and said very calmly, "I saw the news you reported, so let's take a look and want to know the specific situation." ”

Dewey Julils looked at the woman next to him and the waiter who came over, and immediately retracted the words in his mouth.

But at this moment, the young-looking boss in front of him suddenly said to the woman who had been holding his arm beside him.

"Ma'am, I have some work to talk about with Dewey Julils, can you give us some personal space. ”

Dewey Julils immediately felt his arm loosen, and saw the woman who had been entangled with him for several days quietly walking away.

He suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart, and when he raised his head, he met the strange gaze of his boss that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Dewey Julils was eager to explain that this was a side effect of his failed dice throw, not his own sexual fetishes.

But this thought only flashed through his mind, and then he was immediately pressed to the deepest part of his heart.

"The existence of the dice, certainly, must not be told to anyone. ”

Dewey Julils stared at Zhang's smiling gaze, looked back left and right, then moved the plastic chair forward and whispered.

"Boss, I have already seen the statue of the King and the Chancellor of the Kingdom of Sanstanya that you asked me to inquire about, but the statue group in the museum is fake. ”

"The real thing has been transferred. ”

Dewey Julils did not sell it, and directly told all the news he had found in the past month or so.

"Fake?"

"Yes. It's a fake indeed. After I received the task you posted, I put in the effort to gather some information, so when I saw this group of statues, I immediately sensed that something was wrong. And I also found out that it was not only this collection that was fake, but at least a dozen or so items in this museum were fake. ”

Dewey Julils looked at the boss who was still calm, and replied in the affirmative.

"I used some special means to learn from the staff in the museum that these more than ten cultural relics are fake collections, in fact, many people in the museum know, and even who did it, they have some guesses, but everyone pretends not to know, and continues to put these fake cultural relics in the museum for exhibition. ”

Zhang Jiao listened to Dewey Juliers's answer, took a sip of coffee, and then asked.

"Which leader of the museum is it, and is the real thing still in his possession?"

Dewey Julils shook his head and said helplessly.

"The perpetrator should be Nicole York, the deputy director of the museum, who is the illegitimate son of Father York of St. Paul's Cathedral, so the owner behind this museum does not care too much about these ordinary artifacts that have been replaced. ”

"As for whether it's still in his hands, I don't know. According to the employee, the more than a dozen artifacts that were replaced were carried out several times, not all at once. However, the group of statues of the King and the Ministers of the Kingdom of Sanstanya, which you asked me to pay attention to, was confirmed to have been replaced when the museum closed last month. ”

With that, he opened his phone and sent an email.

"Here's what I've gathered about Nicole York, you can take a look. ”

Zhang Jiao carefully glanced at the middle-aged man with a big back combed in the mailbox of his mobile phone, hugging two girls, one black and one white, in the nightclub, and then wrote down the address of the place he frequented from Dewey Juliers, and immediately cleaned up the documents in the mailbox.

Zhang Jiao looked at Dewey Julils sitting in front of him, and had to sigh that the other party was an old detective with rich experience, but all kinds of things were done in an orderly and seamless manner.

"Great job, you've worked hard this month. ”

He looked at the middle-aged woman who had walked back and quietly sat next to Dewey Juliels, his eyes rolled, and he immediately said with a smile.

"That's it! You don't have to go back to work this month, I'll give you twenty days of paid leave, you can accompany your lover, after all, our line is always neither early nor late, and there is not much time to take care of the family, which is very hard. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Jiao didn't seem to see Dewey Juliers' almost pleading gaze, and continued in his mouth.

"Have fun, I won't bother you. ”

"Bye~!"