"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin......"

Just as Lin Yu was thinking about the secret of his words, there was a cry in his ears.

Zhang Guohao and Ah Hua stood opposite, looking cautious.

Lin Yu, who was just now, looked at the silk painting and was stunned for a while.

Could it be that he can't recognize this painting?

Hearing the shout, Lin Yu turned to look at the two.

"Mr. Zhang, do you know anything else about this silk painting book?"

"I told you everything I knew, I don't know anything else, anyway, the Tuscan family seems to be very interested in this silk painting book, I ......"

Halfway through his words, Zhang Guohao stopped.

He hesitated for a moment before he said slowly: "But I personally feel that the Tuscan family's interest in this silk painting document goes far beyond the scope of ordinary supervision, not so much as to collect antiques, but more like looking for very important and extremely precious holy relics. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Guohao smiled self-deprecatingly.

Even he himself felt nervous about what he had just said.

But what he didn't expect was that Lin Yu on the opposite side nodded slightly.

Obviously, he agrees with Zhang Guohao's speculation just now.

An ordinary antique, even if it is worth tens of millions, is probably not worth the Tuscan patriarch to come and ask for it in person.

It can be seen that this silk painting was of great importance to the Tuscan family, or perhaps to the Holy See.

"The Tuscan patriarch will not do unnecessary things, according to you, some time ago the Holy See once removed all the silk paintings and scriptures about the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang in the British Museum, if these two things are linked, it can be inferred that the Tuscan family is helping the Holy See. ”

As he spoke, Lin Yu smiled coldly.

Last time on the top of Kunlun Mountain, he had personally killed four envoys of the Holy See.

The four messengers were all visitors from outside the world.

Moreover, his status in the Holy See is revered, and he is known as the Four Great Messengers.

The things before and after seem to be connected by an invisible thread.

The Vatican and the Holy See should be a stronghold for visitors from outside the world, and at the worst of all, an important stronghold.

The Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang are a mysterious ancient place in the East, which was not discovered until the last century.

Today, the Holy See is interested in the antiques in the Mogao Grottoes.

What makes Lin Yu incomprehensible is, what secrets are hidden in this silk painting?

To make the Holy See make a big fuss about this?

Doubts linger in my mind.

The silk painting in his hand, although a little strange, did not find any secrets.

It's just a dragon boat map across the river.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Bring me your phone and let me use it. ”

Hearing the sound, Zhang Guohao hurriedly handed over the mobile phone.

Lin Yu took it in his hand, turned on the camera, and took two photos of the silk painting.

Then, he dials out a set of numbers.

Doodle......

The phone rang a few times and was immediately connected.

"Huo Lao, I'm Lin Yu, I want to trouble you with something, I have a silk painting in my hand, it is said to be from the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, now I will send you a picture, you find a cultural relics expert to identify it, and see what the content of this painting is. ”

He grabbed his phone, chatted a few words, and hung up.

Next, the pictures taken were sent via text message.

After doing all this, Lin Yu continued to make tea comfortably.

Wisps of white mist rose in the living room.

The fragrance of tea lingers on the lips.

For him, the matter about this silk painting is just a matter of hand.

This time alone, the purpose of coming to the West has always been clear and simple.

If it weren't for the fact that this matter had to do with the Holy See, he wouldn't even be interested in asking.

Ten minutes passed as a pot of tea was drunk.

Buzzing......

Suddenly, the phone vibrated and a pleasant ringtone rang.

Lin Yu answered the phone and put it to his ear.

Huo Lao's voice sounded from the microphone: "I asked someone, this painting is a picture of the Netherworld Lethe River Ferry, although it is not common among the people, but it has no special research value." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yu smiled and said, "Thank you, Huo Lao." ”

Then, he glanced at Zhang Guohao and Ah Hua.

"Huo Lao, there is still something to ask you for help, I met some compatriots in Europe and are about to return to China, I don't know if you have any way, let them leave as soon as possible. ”

Hearing this request, Huo Lao said happily: "No problem, I'll call the relevant departments and ask them to arrange a special plane at a nearby airport in Europe to pick them up." ”

After that, he didn't say much, and he didn't try to inquire about anything.

The two hung up the call very tacitly.

"Mr. Zhang, the return to China has been arranged, and you will soon be able to board the plane, and I trust that the people of the Scana family and the Holy See will not trouble you again. ”

Lin Yu smiled and said lightly.

As long as he is here to attract firepower, the people of the Holy See have no intention of making a move against Zhang Guohao and others.

For the Holy See, Lin Yu is the real enemy.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

Zhang Guohao and Ah Hua quickly stood up and hugged their fists in thanks.

"You're welcome, after all, I promised to save your life, not to mention, you also gave me a silk painting. ”

As he spoke, Lin Yu raised his head and raised the silk painting in his hand.

Eyes focused on silk paintings.

Netherworld Ferry Map?

Lethe?

Does it mean that the river in this painting is the Lethe River?

Huangquan Road under the Lechuan River......

What secrets are hidden in this painting?

……

Police station!

Director Max held a Cuban cigar between his fingers and enjoyed it.

Smoke rises in the office.

On the table, his matching gun was placed.

Suddenly!

Knock knock knock......

There was a sharp knock on the door.

Immediately, there was a crunch.

Someone pushed open the office door from the outside without permission.

Director Max raised an eyebrow and looked up.

I saw a uniformed sheriff hurrying in.

"Director, something is wrong, something is wrong in our jurisdiction. ”

The sheriff who broke in shouted loudly.

On his face, there was an expression of palpitation.

"Oh, Sergeant Paul, what is it that makes you so alarmed, isn't it that more than twenty years of professional experience can't make you get rid of your frizzy shortcomings?"

Director Max asked playfully, sipping a cigar.

"Director, don't be kidding, something really happened, the Tuscan family came to us, and there was an accident, I just received a notice that there is a big man like Mr. Tuscany inside. ”

Sergeant Paul took a few quick breaths and said in a panic.

Hearing this, Director Max was stunned for a moment.

The gaze is glazed and motionless.

I didn't even notice that the cigar in the corner of my mouth fell to the ground.

"Tuscany...... Mr. Tuscany...... Come to us...... Here we are...... Happen...... ...... had an accident?"

Panicking, he stammered even when he spoke.

You know, the Tuscan family is very revered in the minds of Westerners.

And Mr. Tuscany is not only the patriarch of the Tuscan family, but also the brother of the Vatican Pope.

This kind of identity, in the eyes of a police chief, is definitely a great person.

"Paul, can you be sure? You must not be deceived, how can a big man like Mr. Tuscany come to our little place, and no one will know?"

Director Max asked urgently, his eyes full of hope.

At this moment, how he wished he could hear a negative answer from Sheriff Paul's mouth.

But to his disappointment, Sergeant Paul, who was opposite, nodded very firmly and said: "Chief, there is absolutely nothing wrong, Mr. Tuscany took people to the suburbs, and then there was a battle there......"

Sheriff Paul told everything he knew.

After hearing this, Director Max's expression became a little hideous.

"Paul, are you saying that Mr. Tuscany went to visit a Yanhuang, and after that, he was attacked and brought with him to die in Yanhuang's villa?"

He lowered his voice, and his tone was a little cold.

"Yes, Director!"

Sergeant Paul nodded and replied in the affirmative.

"These damn Yanhuang guys, yellow-skinned monkeys, give me such a big trouble......"

Director Max cursed incessantly and picked up the matching gun on the table.

"Gather all the officers, all the weapons and ammunition are equipped, now, immediately, immediately and immediately!"