The Third Story of Dior's World (4)
In this case, or if nothing happens to you after you find out the name of the painting, then I'll pay you 50 million dollars. ”
"Okay." Lin Wenyuan said, "Do you have paper and pen here?" ”
Ten minutes later, they signed the strange bet contract, in duplicate. Lin Wenyuan put the contract in his jacket pocket, and he stood up, ready to leave the gallery.
The owner escorted him to the gallery door.
"If nothing else, we'll know the outcome of this gamble in a week." Lin Wenyuan said, "Finally, how did you get this painting?" ”
"I'm sorry, Chairman - trade secrets." The gallery owner said mysteriously.
Six
Lin Wenyuan is a vigorous and resolute person, and in just two days, he arrived in Houston in the United States.
Lin Wenyuan believes that it is not difficult to investigate what he wants to know. After more than ten years of working in the shopping mall, he understands that the truth that "money can make the devil grind" can work anywhere in the world.
And things went unexpectedly well. On the third day after arriving in the United States, Lin Wenyuan found a record of the incident from the archives of a major hospital in Houston.
Sure enough, 34 years ago, a five-year-old boy named Christian Dior died unprovoked in his own home in the same community. In the hospital file, the "cause of death" field is filled in with "cause unknown".
Lin Wenyuan's heart was beating wildly, and he decided that this was the "Dior" he was looking for. Unfortunately, there is no record of Dior's parents in the hospital files, only the address of Dior's home: 53 Wisconsin Avenue.
After leaving the hospital, Lin Wenyuan quickly flagged down a taxi and went straight to Dior's home 34 years ago — though he was not sure if Dior's family still lived there.
Forty minutes later, Lin Wenyuan was standing at the door of a second-floor suite on Wisconsin Avenue with the sign "No. 53."
Lin Wenyuan tidied up the collar of his shirt and rang the doorbell.
Half a minute later, the door opened, and a young girl with short brown hair appeared in front of Lin Wenyuan, and she opened the door halfway, wondering the strange man in front of the ground.
"Is there anything I can do to help you?" The young girl asked. (For ease of expression, all English conversations are in Chinese.) )
"I'm sorry," Lin Wenyuan said, "I want to ask, is there an old couple living here?" ”
The young girl shook her head: "Sir, you are probably looking for the wrong one. ”
Lin Wenyuan's heart sank, but he still asked without giving up, "Then can you tell me who lives here now?" ”
"It's just Lady Helen and I, sir, is there anything else you can do?"
Hearing "Mrs. Helen", Lin Wenyuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "How old is Mrs. Helen?" ”
"She's a 59-year-old lady."
Lin Wenyuan tried his best to suppress his excitement and said, "Can I meet her?" ”
"I'm afraid not." The young girl said, "Mrs. Helen's legs are paralyzed, and it is not convenient for her to see guests. Moreover, she does not like to meet guests. ”
"I'm sorry, but please tell Mrs. Helen that I have something important to see her, so ...... Please. ”
The brunette girl hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, you wait for me for a while." ”
With that, she closed the door and walked in.
Five minutes later, the girl opened the door again and said to Lin Wenyuan, who was waiting at the door, "Sir, I'm sorry, I asked Lady Helen, and she said she didn't want to see any guests, so she ......" She spread her hands and made a helpless gesture.
Lin Wenyuan didn't expect that things that had progressed so smoothly would hit a wall in this place, and he wanted to say something more, but he knew very well the law of the United States - if the host didn't want to see the guests, he couldn't force himself into the house.
"Sir, if you don't mind, I'm going to ......" The brunette girl was ready to close.
"Wait," Lin Wenyuan suddenly remembered something, and he said to the girl, "Please tell Mrs. Helen again, and say that I want to find Dior." ”
"Dior? There is no such person here. ”
"Please! Please tell Lady Helen what she said, and if she still doesn't want to see me, I'll leave at once. ”
“…… All right. The brunette girl turned and went into the house again.
A few minutes later, the girl came back with a confused expression, she looked at Lin Wenyuan carefully from head to toe, and said to herself, "It's really strange." ”
"How?"
"You know what? Lady Helen hadn't seen a visitor for nearly a decade, but she had just heard what I had relayed, and she had offered to see you. ”
Lin Wenyuan was excited, he knew that he had found the right person.
"Sir, please come with me." The girl opened the door fully and made a "please" pose.
In the living room of this luxurious bungalow, Lin Wenyuan finally met Mrs. Helen in a wheelchair, an old lady with silver hair,