Volume VIII Breaking the Ground] Chapter 19 Adds fuel to the fire—

Chapter 19 Adds fuel to the fire

"So, you just let him run?" Dick couldn't help but smile as he looked at the embarrassed George.

"He's really fast. George replied with a cigarette in his mouth.

Paper Man was also beside him and asked, "Are you sure he's not a capable person?"

"At least in front of me, he didn't show any superpowers, he just jumped from the roof of one building to another a few meters away. George said.

"Hehe, you're jumping?" asked Dick.

"yes, otherwise I would have sprained my knee. George took another drag on his cigarette unhappily: "It's irritating. He did have a reason to be annoyed, in his opinion, as a young police officer, there was no problem of being overweight, and he had not been away from the police academy for many years, so he was dumped by a prisoner in the process of chasing, which was like being slapped in the face in public, as if his athletic ability was not as good as that of an ordinary gangster with no training.

"What do you think of this man?" said Paper Man, holding a photo from the surveillance footage.

George had already seen the captured footage, and replied helplessly: "It's not that I want to praise the other party, but he's either lucky, or he's really a veteran of crime, you see, where he passed, almost all the time in the blind spot directly under the camera across the street, and the surveillance camera facing out of the gate of our police station is at a fixed angle, and he used the disguise of a sunhat to completely hide his face, so we don't know where to start." ”

"I agree with that, and I think he should be a veteran, not only when he wanders at the door, but even when he is being chased by you, he deliberately avoids the cameras on the street, choosing to walk through the alleys and go up to the rooftops. Dick said.

"Maybe he's already wanted himself, so he doesn't want to be photographed clearly. Paper Man said, but unfortunately he didn't recognize Tianyi from the photo: "A criminal who dares to appear in front of the police station and stay for more than sixty minutes, if his target is indeed the man named Garas...... Then our Mr. Dadan is probably very dangerous, and the people sent by Cezaire may not be able to deal with him, not to mention ......" Paper Man flipped through the information he had just obtained about the Ku Klux Klux Klan's intimidation case: "Besides, he is probably just a member of a racist organization, and he may have accomplices behind him." ”

"Although the analysis is correct, it ...... Is that good? Dick asked.

Paper Man said, "What do you mean?"

"You've been sent to lead the investigation of serial murders, and you haven't made much progress in your job now, and you want to meddle in other cases?" Dick said.

"It doesn't matter, the crime of the capable person is not a case that can be easily solved by ordinary criminal investigation methods, and there is no hurry, and the current case of death threats is imminent. We have an opportunity to stop crime before the victim is created. Paper Man replied.

Dick looked at him for two seconds, then got up and sighed, "Okay, I'll go and say hello to Cezaire, lest the director say we've crossed the line afterwards." ”

George limped to his feet as well: "I've got to find some ice......"

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On the morning of June 21, Garras walked out of the house feeling apprehensive. Last night he told his wife about the whole thing, and she accepted his request and took a leave of absence from going out again. And Gallas himself, in order to cooperate with the actions of the police, decided to go on with his daily life, hoping to lure the intimidators out.

As soon as he got out of the apartment, he walked more than ten meters on the street, but he heard a "bang" sound from the opposite side of the street behind him, and the sound was indeed very similar to a gunshot, so Gallas was so startled that he immediately lay down, and when he looked back, he saw a puff of black smoke coming out of an inconspicuous dark car in the distance.

Two men walked out of the car, swearing and swearing.

"Damn, what's going on?" asked one of them.

"Someone looks like they've stuffed something in the exhaust pipe. The other crouched down to inspect, "Damn! It looks like an orange." ”

These two miserable men were plainclothes policemen sent by Cézer to protect Gallas's family, and they poured coffee in their cars, ate bad-tasting sandwiches, took turns sleeping and taking turns watching, and stayed up all night, not only did they find nothing, but this happened again in the morning.

Garras seemed to understand what was going on, in fact, he had noticed the car the night before, and just in case he had called the police station to confirm the license plate number with Officer Cezaire, so he almost went downstairs to say hello to the two plainclothes men.

So Garas pretended not to know the two men, stood up, patted the ashes, and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

The two policemen lost their means of transportation, so they simply went their separate ways, one followed Gallas far away on foot, the other continued to crouch near the apartment, and the scrapped car had to be pulled away by the bureau's tow truck.

Every day, Gallas walked more than 20 minutes to his place of work, and his residence was not too far from the Louvre, so it was troublesome to drive. However, in the eyes of the police, if someone wants to disadvantage him, this journey to work is the best place to start. Even if you are an ordinary person, as long as you pass the psychological barrier, it is not difficult to kill someone. Passing by on the street and turning around with a knife is a human life.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong that morning, and the police officer saw Gallas enter the office, and the security level of the Louvre was higher than that of the police station, so he went back to the police station to resume his life.

Gallas's office is naturally separate from the Louvre's exhibition area, but its building is also located within the walls, the building was built during the imperial period, and the exterior is consistent with the Louvre's main castle, separated by a wall and a corridor to get to and from the building. The area where Gallas is located is basically populated by scholars and researchers, and when you reach the main building of the Louvre through the corridor, that area is also used by the staff, mainly for security and cleaning personnel, and then walk a little further to reach the exhibition area. The door between the work area and the exhibition area requires a pupil scan to pass through, and the person and time of each opening is recorded by the computer. If there is a thief who wants to sneak someone in from the work area at night, he will inevitably be exposed.

Arriving at the familiar office, Gallas felt a little relieved, his work was actually relatively leisurely, although he did not have a title such as professor, but he did similar things to those so-called famous scholars. It's nothing more than going to the unit every day to make soy sauce, drink tea, flip through books, and hold back a paper for a year and a half. In fact, Garas was a bit busier than the old professors, as he told Cezelle, he was usually in charge of doing some art appraisal work, and he had to update the docents in the museum when he had time. Of course, there are not many works of art that will be brought here for appraisal these years, this is not a jewelry store, not a pawn shop, nor a special appraisal agency, this place is mainly engaged in research work.

For example, this place is like the Shaolin Temple. Someone stabbed a person to death with a strong adamantine finger on the road, you have to come to us to evaluate the person's skills, we can't do it, but under normal circumstances, please go to the public security organs and hospitals.

So Gallas doesn't have much to do to identify the art, and the artworks that are sent here are usually officially-owned, and if a serious archaeological team digs up an ancient tomb that has not been stolen in a certain jungle and unearths a large number of artifacts to be identified, then maybe it will be busy for a while. On a normal day, there's really nothing to do. The kind of really busy units, such as some universities or commercial institutions, have people in their laboratories almost all the time, where would it be like here, let an ordinary staff member in Garas take fingerprints and test orange cores in the laboratory, and do most of the day's private work without anyone finding out.

So, what do these people who have nothing to do with high salaries do during their working hours? If you guess that Garras and his colleagues and leaders steal food on the Internet every day, then you are underestimating the cultural people. There are many academic liars in this world who are essentially unexpected, relying on plagiarism, background, hype, etc., to confuse the title of expert or cultural person, in fact, when this kind of person hurts to the extreme, he will only kill himself.

But Gallas was in a circle full of people of a very good level, and when this kind of person was extremely boring, he would do something shocking. For example, copying the entire Bible in ancient Roman script, translating a favorite book into four languages out of interest, copying oil paintings with a mouse and a computer drawing program, etc......

Tianyi's expectations for Gallas are still relatively high, and he thinks that Gallas should be good enough to crack the secret of the letter. But before Gallas could see through all the information contained in the letter, he handed over the evidence to the police.

Of course, in the case of intimidation, this is also reasonable.

Tianyi also knows that judging from the fact that the police only sent two plainclothes, the amount of information unearthed by the other party is obviously not enough, and he has not paid enough attention to his fake Ku Klux Klan party. He had to continue to add fuel to the fire before the police could actually get in.

"Mr. Dardan. A doorman on the first floor came to Dadan's desk: "I saw the door open, so I came in." ”

Gallas was thinking about things, and he looked like he was in a state of distraction, when he heard someone call him, and he came back to his senses: "Ah, oh, what's the matter?"

"The courier sent a package for you, and it just so happened that I didn't have anything at hand, so I brought it up. ”

"Package?" An ominous premonition immediately rose in Garas's heart: "This...... Have you checked it?"

"What?" the doorman was stunned for a moment and smiled: "When passing through the outermost gate, all the tourists' belongings, couriers and takeaways, as well as our belongings, don't they all have to be scanned, and if there are contraband, won't they be stopped a long time ago?"

Gallas thought about it, and yes, dangerous goods couldn't be brought into the outer walls of the Louvre, so at least the package was neither a metal device, nor a liquid chemical weapon, nor a living thing.

He said, "Oh, yes...... Thank you then. Garras wondered if he was too suspicious.

He looked at the box in front of him, which was about the size of a basketball, and when the doorman left, he carefully opened it, only to see something more impactful than a threatening letter......

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