Duchamp showed a greedy and joyful look in his eyes, this turned out to be a living ancient relic, the dead fat man actually had such a divine object, and Baron Teresa was not wronged.

President Conwright felt that his treasure was being grabbed and struggled desperately.

However, in a few seconds, the sound of leather boots sounded again, and the heroic Mura rushed in, followed by Olivier and Fang with the great sword. When I saw the situation in the room clearly, I sighed in unison.

At this time, Duchamp was so sorry that the rescue came so quickly, he struggled and weighed it repeatedly, and finally reason prevailed over greed, and he let go of Conlaite with great regret, thinking to himself, "The master will come back after a while, and take it with interest." ”

Mura stood in front of the sheriff and asked in a loud voice why he had been dispatched today.

Duchamp listened to it and couldn't help but shake his head, it would be strange to ask what was famous.

Baron Theresa, who had been brutally enforced by the police, was helped to his feet, wiped the blood from his face with a handkerchief, and recounted the incident in fits and starts. At the moment, he was unsettled, and he still didn't understand what was going on.

Seeing that he was not clear enough, Duchamp recounted the incident in its entirety, and finally said to Olivier: "Although this dead fat man has done so many evils, he has not actually fallen into any real tricks, and maybe he will be rescued tomorrow." ”

Olivier retorted disapprovingly: "How is this possible, it is a felony to ruin the royal reputation and defraud the citizens of the Empire. ”

Duchamp wanted to say a few words, but after thinking about it, he picked up Baron Teresa and walked out of the house.

The next morning, Olivier did not arrive at the studio on time, and did not appear until noon, called Duchamp to the next room, and said indignantly:

"The man he caught last night was finally handed over to the gendarmerie for disposal. This morning, it has been ruled that this matter is an economic dispute, on the grounds that the 100 million mira is an obligation that should be fulfilled after the contract takes effect, and now the two parties have objections to the cooperation itself, so the contract has not yet entered into force, and the fraud is naturally impossible to talk about. Early this morning, the dead fat man had already been released by the gendarmerie. ”

Du Shang sneered in his heart: "You can't underestimate this dead fat man, it seems that he boasts that the imperial capital has hands and eyes, and he is not bragging." ”

Olivier said angrily: "Fraud in the name of the royal family, such a big thing, is it even like this? I'm going to mention this to my father and ask him to punish him, what do you think? ”

Duchamp shook his head, feeling that this was not appropriate.

"The Royal Airship Association was handed over to you by His Majesty, and if you borrow Your Majesty's authority because of such a small matter, Your Majesty will feel that you are incompetent. In my opinion, in the name of the Preparatory Committee of the Royal Airship Association, it is the most important thing at the moment to make this matter public, and to prevent anyone from committing fraud similar to 'security deposit' in the future and harming the interests of the Airship Association. In addition, a high fine and fine will be issued to this dead fat man, and the fine will be handed over to confiscate one or two hundred million meters. The reason, of course, is to seriously damage the reputation and interests of the Royal Airship Association. In addition to the fine, he was permanently expelled from the preparatory committee of the Royal Airship Society, and the matter was made public to prevent him from continuing to harm others. ”

Olivier listened to Duchamp's suggestion and nodded vigorously: "You're right, this is the big thing. This afternoon it is important to make the tickets and notices, and to give some people a color. After saying that, he hurried out the door.

Duchamp spoke lightly, but his heart was indignant, and he barely supported himself until the afternoon recording was finished, went back to the hotel to change his clothes, and headed towards Conlight's mansion, ready to collect interest.

He first found a suitable place near the mansion, a café, went in and asked for coffee, and then took the coffee shop's books, pretended to pass the time, and secretly sent the spider out.

The little spider made its way through several houses and quickly crawled into Conlight's mansion.

There are no more hunters in the mansion, and it seems that after yesterday's unpleasant incident, the cooperation between the two sides has completely collapsed.

The little spider quickly found his target, and on the top floor of the mansion, Mr. Conlight was wandering around the outer hall of the treasure room on the top floor.

Duchamp adjusted the vision of the little spider to Conlight's chest, and suddenly found that the magical necklace around Conlight's neck was gone!

A thunderclap rang out above his head!

Once as long as he moved his little finger slightly, a living ancient relic would arrive in his hands, and once this opportunity was missed, he knew how much of a pity it was.

The treasure must still be in this house.

The little spider thief looked around the room.

The table in the room was full of food and wine, but President Conlight did not move at all, he kept walking around the room like this, occasionally looking at his watch.

Looking at Conlight's actions, Duchamp suddenly reacted, he was waiting for someone.

What important person is President Conlaitt waiting for?

Duchamp suddenly felt that the evening was not so boring, and he ordered some food from the café hostess, and ate it slowly.

At 10 p.m., President Conlaitt and the others finally arrived.

A man hidden in a cloak seemed to suddenly emerge from the castle. As soon as President Conlight saw this person's figure, he was overjoyed, strode over, and shouted flatteringly: "My lord! ”

A man's voice coldly interrupted Conwright's words. "I heard that you did something stupid yesterday, and even asked me to find a way to get you out, what the hell is going on?"

The corners of President Conlight's mouth twitched, and he replied with difficulty: "A few days ago, I was instructed by another adult to test the details of this jeweler called 'Patek Philippe'. As soon as I inquired, I found that it was only the property of a small nobleman in the northern part of the empire, and after a little contact, I found that the little nobleman was eager to open up a route for the territory, so I casually used my brain and set up a bureau for him, just to see what his origin was, worthy of the attention of that adult. Unexpectedly, the origin behind him was very surprising, not only did a hunting regiment called 'Polaris' support him, but also alarmed the royal guard. ”

"How did the Royal Guard recruit them, have you found out?" The man's voice was as cold as a block of ice.

President Conwright said in a low voice in a tone of admitting his mistake: "It seems that they saw through the bureau I set up and went directly to the Preparatory Committee of the Royal Airship Association to report it. ”

"Idiot!" The man shouted angrily, his tone unscrupulous, like a lesson to an incompetent subordinate, and he almost took off his gloves and slapped him in the face.

In the café, Duchamp sneered, President Conlight is really a person with a background and connotation!