Peter: "Yesterday morning, the gallery staff found out about the theft and reported it, and the NYPD conducted an initial on-site investigation of the case, and then it was transferred to us because of the art crime, and now the site has been sealed off by the NYPD, and we need to go out immediately and do another on-site investigation. Disband. Jimmy, you stay."

When everyone else was gone, Peter said to Jimmy, "Did you go and report your spare gun this morning?"

Jimmy: "Not yet, I'll report it right away."

Peter: "Well, go now, and complete the report as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble on the NYPD."

Jimmy walked out with the folder and reported the spare gun, just go to the administration Tim, and the administration will deal with it after Jimmy reports.

When Jimmy returned, Peter was chatting with a middle-aged blonde in the conference room, and when Peter saw Jimmy, he stretched out his right hand and hooked his fingers, and Jimmy also entered the conference room.

In other words, these people in the FBI really like to use the middle finger of the index finger and hook the finger together, when they were in the FBI Academy, those instructors also did this action, and even with Jimmy, he is now used to hooking his fingers with two fingers.

Peter: "This is Dr. Mary Walter from the Bureau, don't go out with us today, Dr. Walter will talk to you later."

Jimmy frowned, tilted his head and motioned for Peter to follow him outside, Peter looked at Jimmy, turned to Dr. Mary and said "Wait a minute", followed Jimmy out of the conference room, and Jimmy closed the door casually.

Jimmy: "Peter, is Dr. Walter a psychiatrist?" Is it because I shot yesterday and need to do psychological intervention?"

Peter: "Of course, you shot on your first day as an agent, killing and wounding one person, so you must arrange psychological intervention."

Jimmy: "There's no need, really, there's a lot of shooting, so let's go get the eucalyptus first."

Peter: "What do you mean?"

Jimmy: "Peter, have you seen my files?" It's not the FBI Academy, it's my old job, when I was a police officer."

Peter looked at Jimmy with a frown, nodded, and walked into his office to work on his computer.

Jimmy didn't move, just stood at the door of the conference room, Peter's office was connected to the conference room, and the outside was glass, so he could see his operation at a glance.

Below, Diana and Jones stood at their desks, they had packed up and waited for Peter and Jimmy to go downstairs.

Peter watched for a moment, entered the conference room directly through the door at the back of his office, said a few words to Dr. Mary Walter, and shook hands to see Dr. Mary off.

Peter didn't say anything and went downstairs with Jimmy, Dainana and Jones, Jimmy was in Peter's car, and Jones and Diana were in a car.

On the way, Peter didn't speak, but the expression on his face was not very peaceful, occasionally frowning, Jimmy sat in the passenger seat, occasionally looking at Peter with his peripheral vision, he had no idea what Peter was thinking.

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It's a hall, and there's no partition wall in the middle of the hall like those big galleries.

The monitoring of the gallery only has two diagonal monitoring in the exhibition hall, and it is not like the all-round monitoring without dead ends like other large exhibition halls. As for the silent alarm device, I'm sorry, for the sake of cost, they didn't do it at all. It's a small gallery and doesn't have the level of security required for high-value art exhibitions.

This exhibition of Rachel Hörmann's paintings has a total of 10 paintings, 4 on the left and right, and 2 on the wall inside, because the gallery does not allow photography, so except for some photos taken by Rachel when arranging the exhibition, there are no other photos to refer to, these photos only take the position of a few paintings, and there are no details of the paintings, so Peter They don't have complete photos to refer to.

Peter: "Diana, you go talk to Rachel and see if she has any clear pictures of those 10 paintings, or some other surveillance, and check her network.

Jones, you go and investigate the staff and management of the gallery."

Peter didn't arrange for Jimmy, so Jimmy followed Peter through the exhibition hall to continue to check the details. Peter put on disposable gloves and began to check the marks on the wall, then compared the movements of the two thieves in the surveillance to see if there were any clues left on the ground and the direction of movement.

Because the gallery floor is paved with tiles, it is difficult to locate footprints on such a ground, and there are many people coming and going during the exhibition, so if there are no specific relics, it is basically useless.

Peter took Jimmy outside the gallery and looked left and right, "Jimmy, go to the left and check where the surveillance is." Then Peter to the right and Jimmy to the left, each checking the monitor.

Jimmy started to look along the left, the gallery was in the middle, a lot of distance from the intersection, the traffic camera didn't have to think about it, it was sure that you couldn't see anything, the key was whether there were cameras in that direction in these storefronts and apartment buildings on the side of the road.

Jimmy asked around, the monitoring of several stores here is all internal monitoring, there is no monitoring outside, it took twenty minutes, Jimmy finally gave up, because of the problem of the times, in this era, the cost of monitoring is still very high, these people are only in charge of themselves, regardless of others, there is no monitoring installed outside the store, all are internal control, even if it is photographed outside, it is only a small area at the door, and even the car on the road can not be photographed.

Jimmy was returning across the road, and when he was about to reach the gallery, he suddenly spotted something that might have been videotaped, an AT embedded in the wall.

Jimmy came to the AT and looked in the direction of the gallery, not squarely, but maybe a little bit if the camera had a slightly wider range.

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