Unexpectedly, he didn't get to lunch, leaving Jennifer's wonderful winery, Zhang Jing drove straight to the airport, Xu Zehong had already waited at the airport in advance, and the business class flew to Xiangjiang.

Before boarding, call Mike, Mirika, Ferrai, and Jamie to fly to Nairobi, the capital of Kenya.

Close your eyes, open your eyes, and sleep to your destination.

Because Liang Jieshu and Zhou Manmiao were not in Xiangjiang, Zhang Jing had no nostalgia for this place, and directly handed over the three oil paintings to the Xiangjiang Museum for preservation and exhibition, and Xu Zehong was responsible for contacting experts to restore the damaged one.

After a short stay of less than three hours, he boarded the plane again and headed for Nairobi.

Jennifer has confirmed that she has a strong ability to print money, and Zhang Jing wants to catch her money-making express, so it is very necessary to do the things she explains well and do it beautifully.

Because the flight has to stop in Bangkok and Kuala Lumpur, the whole flight time is more than 15 hours, and if you don't sleep, the time will be very difficult.

At the same time that Zhang Jing was working hard, Xiangshan Museum once again rushed to the hot search of major websites at rocket speed, including a certain special, a certain book, a certain tube, a certain sound, and a certain article, and the popularity was ranked first.

The reason for the explosion was the first appearance of two authentic Picasso paintings, including a full-length portrait and bust of the XIII.

Originally, it was necessary to make an appointment 20~30 days in advance to visit the Xiangshan Museum, but in just a few hours, the reservation was scheduled for 60 days later.

A large number of tourists want to visit, and some people want to spend money to cut the queue, but because it is a real-name reservation system, there is no scalper at all, which makes some interested people anxious.

This includes and Hepburn has a whopping eight imaging of Taylor. Ortiz.

When she saw two portraits of the 13th Picasso on the Internet in Xiangjiang, her brain was on the ground, her eyes were dark, and she almost fell.

At this time the phone rang, and a moment later Taylor. Ortiz meets the "boss" in an office in the depths of the Sazuela Palace.

"You're right," said the handsome old man to Taylor. Ortiz poured bitter water, "Zhang Jing really took away the inheritance that belonged to my ancestors, but I can't figure it out, how did he do it?"

The old man's expression was entangled, "We are obviously very careful and very serious, how can he take the two oil paintings out of Madrid?"

"We were fooled," Taylor. Ortiz was thinking about the same thing on the way here, speculating, "Zhang Jing may be a bait to attract our attention, and someone else took the painting."

There was only this explanation, and the old man thought thoughtfully, "It's strange, a soaked in water, completely blurred map, why can Zhang Jing find the treasure left by his ancestors?"

"Is it possible," Taylor. Ortiz has a strong ability to think, "What Zhang Jing really wants is just a swap agreement, not the treasure map itself at all?"

A sentence woke up the dreamer, thinking of the terms of the swap agreement "give up the ownership of the thirteenth treasure" and "the exemption of a smuggling", the old man became more and more aware that Zhang Jing was scheming and insidious.

"Can the prosecution be recovered?" The old man was unwilling to ask.

Taylor. Ortiz hung his head, Zhang Jing invited a team of professional lawyers, the cost was as high as 500,000 meters, taking people's money and eliminating disasters with people, the contract was really professional, I couldn't find fault with it, and there was no other use for the lawsuit except for being embarrassed and showing a small family spirit.

The old man also realized that the prosecution would not work, and he was unreasonable and stubborn, and he was embarrassed and thrown all over the world, so he could only consider himself unlucky, but it was a portrait of his great-grandfather, and it was placed on the Xiangjiang exhibition for people to enjoy, what was the matter?

Zhang Jing didn't know that because of his cautious behavior, he avoided a lawsuit, and at this moment he had already flown over Nairobi.

In March, I thought that Kenya on the west bank of the Indo-Indian Ocean was either hot or cold, but it turned out to be as comfortable as spring.

The body feeling is about 25~27 degrees, a cotton and linen fabric shirt, a pair of loose trousers can deal with it.

I thought Nairobi International Airport was bad, but it turned out to be a slap in the face, not only is it much more beautiful than Los Angeles International Airport, but it is also newer, bigger and more spacious.

"OSS," Mirika was waiting at the T2 international pick-up exit, "Welcome to Nairobi."...

"Huh!" Zhang Jing complained, "If I could, I would rather lie on the farm, but unfortunately I still have to work."

Mirika was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

"What about Mike, Jamie, and Ferley?" Zhang Jing asked the female hero.

"Two hours ago, they had already set off and were on their way to Samburu, 300 kilometers away."

The mahogany belonging to Jennifer is in Samburu City, and Zhang Jing is lazy to run and send his employees to work in advance.

"Let's go to the hotel first," Zhang Jing chattered and complained, "There was a guy on the plane who smelled of perfume all over his body, and he almost smoked me to death, and I want to take a warm bath."

Mirika should be, lead the way to take Zhang Jing to the parking lot, drive a rented field SV, drive about 17 or 18 kilometers to the city, and stop at the entrance of a hotel hidden behind the main road and the entrance is a bicycle.

Looking at the surrounding environment, the green trees, white walls, and red tiles are very beautiful, not at all like "Africa".

Even the African-American girls who passed by were beautiful and well-bred and it was clear that this was a fancy hotel.

"This is the hotel that Mike chose," said the tall Mirika, "There are three Western embassies nearby, and the occupancy rate of high-net-worth individuals is relatively safe."

"Duxi Hotel," Zhang Jing silently recited the name of the hotel, and then looked at Milica and asked, "Is Nairobi not safe?"

"It's not far from here," Mirika said, "Ten years ago, a shopping mall was attacked, and Mike said before he left that this hotel has many escape exits and high power to escape from an attack."

Zhang Jing recognized that Mike's high vigilance is a good thing, it's best if it's okay, and no one wants to have an accident if something happens.

After the entrance through the security check, check in at the front desk, Zhang Jing took the elevator to the sixth floor with Mirika, found the room, swiped the card and pushed the door in, the door was a small living room, with two rooms on the left and right, belonging to the business suite.

"OSS," Mirika introduced, "the small room on the right is mine, the big room on the left is yours, each room has a bathroom, yours with a jacuzzi."

The plane ride was very tiring, Zhang Jing waved his hand, and then locked himself in the room.

Just when Zhang Jingchiguo was lying in the bathtub, the treasure hunt team of six people led by the white female geologist Noleta also stayed at the Duxi Hotel, coincidentally Zhang Jing lived in 607, they lived in 708, and a room was staggered upstairs and downstairs.

Noleta is 41 years old this year, because of the perennial wind and sun, she looks sagging skin and looks old.

Because the metal viewing distance was increased to 10 meters, Zhang Jingpao clearly saw in the bathtub that one of the three people was carrying a pistol.

Zhang Jing didn't know that there were acquaintances living upstairs, so he continued to take a bath with peace of mind in the spirit of not caring about himself, and also thought about whether to order a special takeaway.

Compared with Zhang Jing's relaxation, Noletta and her companions had a solemn atmosphere in the room.