Lin Zitan took Emma to his grandfather's house, and he went back to the apartment to change his clothes, and it was almost 7 o'clock when he arrived at Eric's house.

In a hurry this time, Lin Zitan casually took a bottle of Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon dry red wine from his collection and went up.

When he arrived, a middle-aged housekeeper in a black suit opened the door, saying that Eric was already waiting in the restaurant, so he took Lin Zitan directly through the long corridor and came to a large dining room.

Eric sat on the throne and was sipping a glass of white wine.

"Come on, sit down, let them bake lamb chops tonight, are you OK?" Eric said lazily.

"I can do it all. ”

Lin Zitan sat down politely, and immediately a waiter stepped forward to hand over the snow-white towel, and when Lin Zitan reached out to take it, he knew that it was a sterilized hot towel.

After Lin Zitan finished wiping his hands, the waiter immediately handed over a dry towel, and then helped Lin Zitan set up knives and forks, and a glass of aperitif, but it was different from Eric's cup, because his cup was red.

"This dry red with lamb chops is more appetizing. Eric pointed to the wine glass in front of Lin Zitan and explained.

"Well, I don't drink much anyway. Lin Zitan said honestly.

"Let's serve!" Eric smiled slightly, and without saying more, he looked up to the waiter next to him.

After a while, the waiter came up with two prepared salads.

Lin Zitan glanced at it, the plate was very beautiful, but the portion was not much, so he ate it one bite at a time.

"You're going to the police station today?" said Eric on the other side after just two bites.

"Yes, I had problems with all three yachts last night. Lin Zitan said as he looked at Eric's expression attentively.

"I know about this, and the investigators happened to be the ones who helped me inquire about the theft of oil paintings. Eric said quietly.

"Did you find the painting?"

Although Lin Zitan heard him say that those paintings were fake, it was incredible that these people could steal paintings under Eric's nose.

"Now I don't want to mention the painting, who do you think did to you? Eric looked at Lin Zi meaningfully.

"Are you saying that the lost oil paintings were transported through my lost yacht?" said Lin Zi in disbelief.

"Did I say I lost it?" said Eric, tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Then what do you mean?" Lin Zitan was a little puzzled.

"The yacht was originally followed by the big ship to pick it up, but it was discovered by our people, so it was angry and crashed into it, in fact, there was a yacht at that time, which fled in the opposite direction.

I fled to the city of New Rochelle, but unfortunately my men were lost. Eric said with a frown.

"That means the painting wasn't lost, but the person who stole my yacht just deliberately created the illusion that my side was involved, right? I was framed?" Lin Zi said after realizing it.

"It's possible that because your yacht ended up being abandoned at Pier 17, and your boat ended up sinking around there, and there are suspicions that Danny committed suicide. Eric laughed wryly.

"This is really a good plan!Regardless of whether the painting is lost or not, breaking up the relationship between you and me is their main goal!" Lin Zi thought with a frown.

"Hmph~ Maybe it's not all. Originally, no one on the yacht knew whether the painting was real or not, except for James, who had to come on board." Eric reminded.

"Or William? But what is he for? to take revenge on us? But old George's death has nothing to do with you and me, even if he investigates, he can't find out about us, isn't he deliberately making enemies for himself?" Lin Zi couldn't help but ask.

William is a very scheming person, and he studied medicine in college, and it is said that he is an anesthesiologist who specializes in medicine, and his grasp of things is very accurate. ”

Eric said this, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

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As soon as the two of them said this, the waiter came in and said that the lamb chops were ready, and asked Eric if he wanted to serve them.

Eric waved his hand, and saw the chef dressed in snow white walking out with a whole piece of roast lamb chops in his hand.

Seeing that the two of them nodded slightly, he used the special knife in his hand to skillfully cut the small lamb chop into the plate between the two people, and after a while the waiter placed several special dipping sauces next to the large plate.

"Taste, very special taste~" Eric said after the chef and waiter withdrew.

"Okay, thank you~" Lin Zitan said as he picked up a knife and fork to cut the lamb chops into smaller pieces, then forked it up and dipped it in a mouthful of the dipping sauce that Eric pointed out to him, just stuffed it into his mouth, choking and almost throwing it out.

"I'll go, what kind of sauce is this?" Lin Zitan couldn't help but look up and ask Eric while trying to chew and swallow the lamb chops.

"How's the mint-flavored dipping sauce? I was more embarrassed than you when I first ate it. Eric laughed.

After that, the atmosphere of the conversation between the two men was a little more relaxed, and Eric said that James's check was genuine, but unfortunately the painting he was going to shoot would not be sold to him anyway.

"Then have you seen William?" Lin Zi changed to another cocktail sauce and BBQ sauce, and never dared to touch the mint flavor again.

"No, that kid is very mysterious, I suspect that he is an autistic child, he rarely appears in the public eye, but there are many legends about him. Eric scoffed.

"Oh, what legend?" said Lin Zi with curiosity.

"It stands to reason that you can ask your stepfather about these things, but I think your stepfather has no less secrets than William's. After Eric finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Zitan.

"Isn't he just smuggling wine and reselling guns and ammunition?" Lin Zi said.

"You think this is all he has, you're too innocent friend!" Eric said, raising his glass to touch Lin Zitan's red wine glass.

"What do you mean, there are still things I haven't found?" Lin Zitan said strangely.

"What you find out is what happened before and after Mike married Amanda, his marriage to Amanda lasted for almost 20 years, and what he did in these 20 years, I guess only he and the Williams family know. Eric said with a smile.

"So, he should have a lot of handles in Amanda's hands?" Lin Zitan said with an eyebrow.

"It's not just a handle, Amanda may still have all his economic lifeline, after all, he started out as a poor boy with nothing.

It's not so easy to get out of that kind of family, not to mention that he can marry your mother in a chic and free way, and his cooperation with Amanda may not have stopped, but it was just a superficial divorce. Eric reminded.

"Your lamb chops are very good today, minty flavored!" Lin Zitan didn't want to mention Li Manrui and Mike, and he didn't even want to hear Eric teasing their marriage in a playful way.

"Now that old George is dead, the only person who can restrain the crazy Amanda is William, who is not very in contact with the outside world, but you also know that women are sometimes terrible when they are crazy,

So I suggest you find someone to protect your mother and sister, the sooner the better!" Eric said, pushing the plate in front of him, picking up the white napkin in his hand and pressing the corner of his mouth.