"Boss, there's a car coming." Qin Shouyi greeted Ling Yunpeng.

Ling Yunpeng was already familiar with the Cadillac: "It's really early." ”

I saw Smith with a briefcase under his arm, a few books in his hand, and knocked politely on the door, Anna came out to open the door, she took the briefcase and books from Smith's hand, Smith walked upstairs with brisk steps, and Anna followed.

Smith kissed the Countess and then put her arm around her into the bedroom, where he handed Anna the book to the Countess, who was pleasantly surprised and hugged Smith.

"It seems that this spiritual food is very much to the Countess's appetite." Ling Yunpeng said, adjusting the focus of the telescope, and finally saw the books sent by Smith, judging from the cover, it should be Tolstoy's famous books: "Resurrection", "War and Peace".

"Hmph, this Smith will do what he likes, and when he sees the Countess reading Anna Karenina, and immediately presents two other masterpieces by Toon, are they going to spend the night discussing Toon's masterpieces?" Fu Xinghan snorted.

"Maybe it's Xiang Zhuang dancing the sword, which means Pei Gong." Ling Yunpeng sneered: "He finally entered the countess's room, will he miss this opportunity?" ”

"Hmm. I'm sure this Smith didn't hold back a good fart. Fu Xinghan also felt the same way

Suddenly, the sound of a piano came from the other side.

"Listen, the Countess is playing the piano." Fu Xinghan took off the headphones, and such a melodious piano sound could be heard clearly by the whole street.

"It's romantic. This Natasha, worthy of being a countess, is not only elegant and beautiful, with an outstanding temperament, but also versatile, Lan Xinhui is really the best among women! Fu Xinghan said with emotion: "If you can let me soak in such a woman, I will be a ghost under the pomegranate skirt!" ”

"You don't say these things that don't make sense. Listen carefully to what they are saying. Ling Yunpeng admonished.

The countess's fingertips run through the black and white piano keys, and the melodious and melodious sound makes those who are full of artistic cells happy, but for those who have no artistic cells in them, it is just a lullaby, a sleeping pill. Soon, Qin Shouyi and Ah Hui fell asleep.

The piano continued for about an hour, and then the Count left the piano and went to the bedroom arm-in-arm, where the Countess opened the two Russian editions of Toon's books that Smith had sent her, and flipped through them with great interest.

After a while Anna came upstairs, brought the countess a glass of milk, placed it on the table by the window, and went downstairs.

"Honey, do you like the book I brought?" With his back to the window, Smith put one hand around the Countess's waist, while the other took a pill from his trouser pocket and threw it into the glass of milk.

And all this did not escape Ling Yunpeng's eyes: "Smith began to use his tricks, he put a pill in the countess's milk. ”

"It's sleeping pills, right?" Fu Xinghan asked, "He wants the countess to sleep like a dead pig, then he can take advantage of it." ”

"Let's wait and see what happens." Ling Yunpeng took a sip of beer.

The Countess drank the milk, and then the two sat down on the sofa bed, reading a book and talking.

"Idiot, what are these two talking about?"

"Talking about the fate of the protagonist in the book, this Smith is really leisurely."

"Natasha, is this Monet's "Water Lilies" of yours genuine?" Smith asked the Countess as he looked at the famous painting.

The Countess smiled: "It's almost the same as the real thing." ”

"Is it a fake?" Smith walked over to the painting and looked at it with wide eyes.

"André has a friend who is a painter, and what he is best at is copying all kinds of famous paintings, and he can almost confuse the real with the fake." The countess had a smug look on her face.

"Really? Is he also Russian? Smith became interested in the painter.

"Yes, I came to Shanghai a few years ago as an oil painting teacher at a university. André had a good relationship with him and bought this "Water Lily" from him at a low price. ”

"Oh, this 'Water Lily' is exactly what I saw in the Louvre." Smith became interested in the painting, or the painter to be exact: "Natasha, when will you introduce this painter to me, and I would like to buy some famous paintings from him." ”

The Countess was stunned, then smiled: "Okay, I'll help you ask if I have a chance." ”

"Natasha, I'm going to take a shower and wait for me, baby." Smith smiled at the Countess and walked into the bathroom.

The Countess sat on the sofa and continued to flip through Anna Karenina.

Fu Xinghan told Ling Yunpeng word for word what he had heard.

It was late at night, and Ling Yunpeng was tired for a day, he felt a little sleepy, so he put down the binoculars, rubbed his eyes, and felt that it was not enough, so he went directly to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, and continued to pick up the telescope to observe the movement.

"Here, boss, let's get a cigarette to refresh yourself." Fu Xinghan took out a pack of camel brand cigarettes, took out two cigarettes from it, handed one to Ling Yunpeng, and kept one for himself, and then took out a lighter and lit it for Ling Yunpeng. Stimulated by cigarettes, the drowsiness of the two gradually subsided.

After about half an hour, the countess was a little tired, and at first she was still holding her head on her hands, and before long she collapsed weakly on the sofa, and the copy of "Anna Karenina" in her hand fell to the floor.

"Natasha, Natasha." Smith came out of the bathroom and called softly to the Countess, but the Countess was unresponsive.

Smith picked up the Countess and put her on the bed, and then, sitting on the edge of the bed, while taking the Countess's hand, whispered in the Countess's ear: "Natasha, Natasha, do you hear me?" I'm Smith, I'm Smith. ”

"What is that Smith doing, hasn't the Countess been put down by his sleeping pills, why don't you act and still call the Countess by her name?" Fu Xinghan didn't understand why this Smith was struggling.

"Shh Ling Yunpeng motioned for Fu Xinghan to be quiet.

"Natasha, do you hear me? I'm Smith. ”

"Oh dear, is there anything wrong with you?" The Countess closed her eyes and agreed in confusion.

"Natasha, where is the key to your safe?" Smith asked softly.

Fu Xinghan found that his palms were sweating: "Boss, that Smith gave the countess not sleeping pills, but psychedelics, and he was taking the countess's secret." ”

"It must be heard word for word." Ling Yunpeng was also excited.

"In the brass of my bed frame." The Countess replied softly.

Smith hurriedly walked to the end of the bed and looked at the bed frame, there were two spherical protrusions at both ends of the copper tube of the bed frame, Smith looked carefully, the ball and the bed frame seemed to fit tightly, but with a slight rotation of his hand, there was a gap between the ball and the bed frame crossbar, Smith continued to rotate the sphere, and slowly unscrewed the sphere, and sure enough, there was a key to the safe in it. Smith's eyes lit up and he quickly took out the key. Then he went to the Countess.

"Natasha, Natasha, what's the password to the safe?"

"Password? What password? The Countess asked feebly.

"The password of the safe is the password of the safe behind "Water Lilies".

"Oh, it's the code for the safe at home, isn't it?"

"Yes, tell me, how much?" Smith was excited, eager to find out.

"Have you forgotten, Vasily, is the password my birthday, or did you ask me to change it, how did you forget, Vasily?" The Countess said grogily, "Why are my eyelids so heavy, why can't I open them?" ”

"Vasily? Why did a Vasily pop up again? Fu Xinghan looked at Ling Yunpeng in confusion.