Chapter Eighty-Five: Coming to the Mountain Villa Again

By the time Haitian and Lucy arrived in Zurich, it was already midnight. The city center is quite lonely, the station street is dark, and there is no sound; The sidewalk was deserted, and through the dim lighting, you could see the occasional debris falling from the rooftops on the side of the road.

It didn't take long for Haitian and Lucy to appear at the mountain villa where Haitian had come before, Rolf's slain villa.

Lucy is in charge of opening the combination locks on the main gate and the main entrance, while Haitian only watches from the sidelines.

It was dark in the foyer, and Lucy turned on the light, closed the door, and without saying a word, she led Haitian through the hallway to hit the large parlor where her father had been killed.

Haitian glanced into the living room, the air was filled with the smell of detergent, the oriental-style carpet had been removed, but the painting still hung there.

When he saw that painting, Haitian couldn't help but think that Dorag had told him about that painting, which was a Raphael painting, and also learned more about Raphael and the characteristics of his works from Dorag.

Raphael was a famous Italian painter of the Renaissance, his temperament was peaceful and elegant, he created a large number of Madonna statues, and like his paintings, his works fully embody tranquility, harmony and harmony.

Raphael did not have the experience, erudition, and contemplation of Leonardo da Vinci, nor the majestic heroism of Michelangelo.

Although Raphael lived only thirty-seven years, he became the most popular painter of the High Renaissance.

His style represents the most admired aesthetic taste of the time. He is an extremely intelligent person, and his cleverness is especially shown in his ability to absorb the strengths of others and then synthesize them.

Unlike other artists, Raphael was very popular and respectful, and if he stayed in a place for five minutes, people would come to him and ask for a painting, which he rarely refused.

It is precisely because of this humble and gentle personality that he has a wide range of fans at all levels, and in this regard, many artists cannot compare.

But Raphael's death is a mystery.

Just as Haitian looked at the Raphael painting and fell into deep thought, the sound of Lucy's high heels on the floor brought him back to his senses and continued to follow Lucy.

The villa was quiet, and the clatter of Lucy's high heels on the floor accentuated the dead silence of the house. The two of them walked through a large sumptuous dining room with a grand dining table made of polished dark wood and several high-backed chairs next to it. At the back of the dining room is the pantry and large kitchen.

Passing through the large kitchen, they finally came to a staircase, and this time, Lucy didn't turn on the light.

Haitian followed her down the dimly lit steps and into a wine cellar with a closet full of bottles and dust. Behind the cellar is a gardening room with a stone sink and rusty gardening tools hanging from the walls.

They walked through a door, down a dimly lit hallway, and at the end of the door, another door. Lucy opened the door, and there was a small elevator inside, but there was only one person standing in the elevator, but the two of them squeezed and went up together. This time the two of them were really close to each other, Haitian felt the soft skin on Lucy's body, and suddenly had an impulsive breath, but the elevator was too small to do anything.

The elevator stopped, Lucy opened the door, and the two of them entered a small door made of black and white marble, with a heavy steel door on the opposite side of the elevator. There is a small keyboard on the wall next to the door, there is a device next to the small keyboard, Haitian knows at a glance that it is a device that scans the human retina, it is a security device developed by biometric technology, as long as the scanned retina matches the number of jΓΉ libraries, the door will open automatically, otherwise, no matter how you toss, you can't help this closed door.

This is built exactly to the specifications of the Swiss bank.

Lucy entered the security code on the keypad and turned her eyes at the scanner. After a few seconds, only the clatter of them was heard, and the heavy door slowly opened.

As soon as they entered the house, the lights inside came on automatically.

The room was very large, about fifteen meters long and ten meters wide, and it was a full hundred and fifty square meters. The floors are shiny wood, and the walls are painted with creamy white paint. In the center of the room were two ornately decorated swivel chairs, and Lucy walked over to one of them and sat down, her arms folded over her chest. And Haitian scanned over the empty walls.

At this time, Haitian was a little surprised in his heart, it seemed that this Rolf really had a lot of secrets, but Lucy took herself to see what this empty secret room was doing, and then asked:

"What is this place?"

"My father has two collections of paintings, the first of which can be made public, and can be viewed by guests at will; The other group was private, for himself to see, and the paintings used to hang here. ”

"What type of paintings are those?"

"Mainly paintings of the French Impressionists of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries."

"Do you have a list of these works?"

Lucy nodded.

"Who else knows about this?"

"Of course my mother and my brother knew, but they were both dead."

"No one else?"

"There's another person, but he's dead."

"You mean the banker who died in London, what is his relationship with your father? Dorag says he's also from the Rolf family. ”

"He was my uncle, my father's younger brother. However, their relationship is not good. ”

"Someone else should know, right? I don't believe your father built this basement alone. ”

"Mr. Taylor! You're really smart. Yes, there was another man, Virgo, who was an art dealer and my father's chief advisor, and he supervised the construction of this basement. ”

"He's also Swiss?"

Lucy nodded: "Virgo runs two galleries in Paris!" But it looks like it's been blown up! ”

And so it was! So that everything is all in series, and I think this Virgo should be hiding! ”

"It's your business, I don't know, there's something else I want to show you."

After saying that, Lucy took Haitian back to the first floor by elevator, walked through the villa, and came to a windowless room. This is a monitoring room, there are a lot of electronic equipment and video surveillance equipment, and the indicator lights of the electronic equipment are constantly flashing. Thanks to the guΓ² video monitor, Haitian can observe the villa from all angles, and the size of the street, gate, front yard, back yard and other corners can be seen at a glance.

"In addition to the security cameras, motion detectors were installed in the villa. It can be said that every corner of this villa is within the range of the detector," Lucy continued, "and all the doors and windows are fitted with tripnets that trigger the alarm. My father didn't hire full-time security guards, but the house was impeccable, and he could call the police in a matter of seconds if a gangster broke in. ”

"But the security system did fail on the day of the murder, so you must have reactivated it when you came back to deal with your father's funeral, right?"

"You're right!"

Haitian found out about this problem when he first came before, so he dared to enter the villa.

"However, the downstairs room has a separate surveillance system," Lucy said, sitting in front of a computer terminal, "and it activates as soon as the courtyard door is opened." The system automatically records when the door is opened, and there are two high-definition digital cameras in the room, which take a picture every three seconds. ”

Lucy typed a few letters on the keyboard, then moved the mouse and clicked on an image: "This is a picture of us when we just entered the house, and the time is one o'clock in the morning." This is a picture of us in the house. ”

Haitian looked over Lucy's shoulder at the computer screen. A color photo with a grainy texture appears on the screen, and after a while, the photo disappears and the system automatically switches to the next one. Lucy manipulated the mouse again and pulled up a form from the computer.

"This is a record of a visit to that basement for the last three months, and you can see that my father spent a lot of time in the basement looking at his collection of paintings. He would go in at least once a day, sometimes two or three times a day. ”

Lucy pointed her finger at the screen,

It was the last time he entered the basement, just after midnight, in the early hours of the morning on the day he was killed. After that, there are no other records in the system. ”

"The police should have sued you, when did he die?"

"They said it was around three o'clock in the morning."

"It seems that the same group of people who killed your father and took the basement paintings were committed around three o'clock in the morning, six hours before Dorag arrived at the villa."

"Yes, it should be."

Haitian pointed to the last record on the screen and said, "Let me see the image of that record." ”

After a while, several flashing photos flashed on the screen. Due to the problem of shooting angle, Haitian can't see the whole picture of the collection of paintings in the basement, but as long as you take a few casual glances, you can find that the origin of this collection of paintings is not small.

In the past few days, Haitian has either listened to Dorag tell him about these Tibetan paintings or listened to Sham's nagging, and he is basically familiar with the works of those famous artists. At this time, Haitian could see that the painters involved were: Manet, Bonnard, CΓ©zanne, Pissarro, and even a Nude painting of Renoir, Van Gogh's canal landscape, Monet's street scene painting and Picasso's portrait of a woman during the Blue Period.

An old man sits in an easy chair in the middle of the room, and this is the last time he admires his collection of precious paintings before he dies......

The next day, Haitian and Lucy left the villa, and when they left the villa, Haitian contacted Miao Zhiqing:

"Help me find someone?"

"Who?"

"Virgo, an art dealer. Find him, and spy on him. ”

"I got it......"