When Barshar and Amo find the abandoned van in the underground parking lot, it was already an hour after Nina left.

The blonde Amour was still wearing his mover's clothes, but he didn't know where he had dropped his hat. It could have been left in the car, or it could have been the side of the road where Ed had thrown him away like garbage. If his hat was really still there, it would have really become garbage by now.

Amor's face was not good. Eddard hit him with a measured slap that knocked him unconscious enough to kill him. After Amora woke up and realized what had happened, he contacted his boss with a gloomy gaze in a worried mood.

What kind of person is his boss? Amour didn't know what to say, because "good" or "bad" alone wasn't enough to describe the guy. Say he's ruthless? No, to say that he is affectionate? Fart. The only thing he can be sure of is that if his boss sees someone on the street leading a dog he doesn't like, he will pounce on it and bite off that dog's tail.

Fortunately, although the story he tells is a bit bizarre - almost insane - but because they know each other well, and they are stupid enough to be a little suspicious, his boss believes his old subordinate for the time being. Soon, Bartha, who had already delivered the goods, came over to pick up Amo, and the two followed them all the way to the underground parking lot with a few men.

The scene made the two old rats who had been walking in the dark area for a long time a little confused, but they quickly reacted.

"There are still two second goods, and there is one more second goods." Bassher glanced at Carré and Marcy in the carriage, then looked down at another unknown man who had fallen to the ground at his feet, and bent down to pull something red from his neck.

It was only a small finger-sized anesthetic bullet, the medicine inside was empty, and the needle was slightly crooked. This is the kind of professional bullet that is only suitable for small tranquilizer guns for close-range sneak attacks. No matter what happened here before, the guy who put this strange man down was a professional, as professional as they were.

Throwing the gadget to the side, Bathh looked at Amo. "Is that him?"

“……”

The blonde-haired Amo crouched and frowned, trying to remember the man who had attacked him. But because he was tear-jerking at the time. Bullet, patronizing a handful of snot and tears panting, I didn't see what that guy looked like at all.

Eventually, he sighed and shook his head. "I'm not sure."

Barser shrugged, he had expected this outcome. Then, after counting all the goods moved by the boss according to the list in the carriage, several subordinates on the side finished their work at this time, and one of them jumped out of the carriage and said something to Basser. Bartha's eyes widened.

"That's a ...... Too bad. The bald head touched his bald head and sighed, "Today was a good day for the boss." ”

"It's okay, Bather." Amour stood up from the ground, his already ugly face was now a little relieved, "I have thought of it a long time ago, and I am ready to be punished by the boss...... But I don't want to make that call. ”

"Of course, of course." Basser nodded understandingly, exhaled with a raised brow, took out his phone and dialed it and put it to his ear, his eyes looking upward, "I know you must be scared of his voice right now." ”

The phone was connected, and Barser subconsciously cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry, sir. I have one thing to tell you. The bald head said, "The box is gone." It's the box with the painting in it. ”

“……”

Unsurprisingly, there was a prolonged silence on the other end of the phone. Barshar and Amor glanced at each other, unconsciously holding their breath. They felt that the silence of a few seconds was as difficult as attending a funeral.

Then, a low, magnetic man's voice reached Bartha's ears. "If you lose it, you will find it."

"But, sir......"

Before Barser finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned, removed the phone from his ear, and looked at the screen. Amour on the side also came over. An app was sent to Bartha's phone.

"It's ......"

"Use this to track down."

Before Barshur and Amor could react, a deep voice came from Barther's phone.

"No one can steal from my hands. This tracker will help you find the location of the chest. ”

"But sir, the man who did this doesn't seem to be your average half-ass, and it's likely that he's already inspected and dismantled......"

"Of course." The man interrupted Bassher and let out a grim laugh, "He only demolished the one he could, though." And that's what I'm going to do for them. ”

“……”

Barsher and Amor glanced at each other, and saw a wordless horror on each other's faces. The boss really does things without leaks!

Then, they found out that the call had been hung up unilaterally. They had a problem, reported it to the boss, and the boss pointed them in the direction, and the rest was their business.

"Send me this program." Amor said to Bartha, with an unmistakable tone, and a crocodile-like ferocity hidden in his calm voice, "I'm going to tear the man who did these things into threads and weave a carpet!" ”

Barther understood Amour's feelings. He nodded, sent him the tracking program as Amor had told, and glanced at Ed on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

"This guy ......"

"You know what to do." Amo watched as the program on his phone received and then installed, put the phone in his arms, and watched as Basser tilted his head towards the truck compartment, "The fish in the river will thank you even more." ”

"That's great. I love fish. ”

"You take all the people with you, and I can go alone."

"You're still going to need two people."

Bassh took five people with him on this trip. He beckoned to his men, and immediately two strong men walked out. Amour didn't shirk, nodded, and took the two men into the black box car they were riding in. Bassher, on the other hand, took the remaining three people into the van. Among them, he was at the helm of the wheel, and the remaining three men would sit in the car and watch the three unconscious fish food. They had to continue to help the boss move, and by the way, feed the fish.

What they didn't notice was that the dark-skinned woman with short hair and shoulders lying next to them moved her long eyelashes slightly at this time, and although she didn't open her eyes, her breathing increased silently.

Quietly, the detective woke up.