Since there is no support from the technical department of the organization, Xiao Yu can only rely on himself to use the most primitive method to make false identity certificates. This level of forgery cannot withstand any verification, so they cannot stay in hotels with better conditions, or rent residents. Home, the only choice is the family hotel run by the locals.

For this reason, the two changed their appearances and deliberately pretended to be foreign donkey friends traveling on a poor trip to Europe. After a few inquiries, they selected a family hotel recommended by locals that was relatively close to the art museum, but not too emphatic. Distance check-in.

It was a very old three-story villa, with dry vine stems clinging to the surface of the khaki brick wall, the courtyard was desolate, and there was an empty dog ​​kennel and a rusty swing chair. The appearance alone was enough Reminiscent of the internal conditions would not be good, but if you look at this hotel from the perspective of a thief——

The door lock is loose, the windows on the second and third floors are not equipped with guardrails, and the garden fence is low, so you can leave at any time in case of an accident, and judging from the lighting situation, there are not many guests staying at the moment. The only inconvenience is that there may be a pet with sensitive hearing. Winter inside.

So now that's all that's left to run the family hotel.

Unofficial hotels, with mixed personnel and concentrated information, are the intelligence stations that thieves like to use most and are suitable for deception... Xiao Yu shakes his head tiredly, feeling that he has been in this business for a long time, and his whole body is a little nervous.

Choose one more, and avoid several purposeful choices that are easy to be speculated by others. This can only be calculated by others, which can only show that the other party is a neuropathy with a different brain circuit than ordinary people!

However... a certain one silently recalled the few encounters with Victor Berrugia in Paris, and the corners of its mouth couldn't help twitching. It's really been played to death by this guy~ Nima!

"Don't think too much." Seeing Xiao Yu's troubled face, Luo Yifan patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and with a hook of his arm, he directly pulled him into his arms, and said lightly: "If you want to cooperate, don't put the other party in a completely hostile position." .”

Xiao Yu understands this truth, but——Xiao Yu gave him a strange look, "I thought your vigilance would be higher than mine. Is there any behavior of Victor that deserves your relaxation of vigilance?"

Luo Yifan tilted his head and looked at him, "Intuition."

Xiao Yu wrote on his face, "This thing is as good as luck, it doesn't depend on you, you are just kidding me", and then said: "When you suggested entering the Louvre at night, you also said that your intuition was y, don't you think your intuition is too much?" Are you ready?"

Luo Yifan smiled and said nothing, walked into the yard with Xiao Yu in his arms.

When the two entered the door, the aroma of baked apple pie was wafting in the air, the light of the old-fashioned chandelier was dim, the fire in the fireplace licked the firewood and made a crackling sound, and they heard footsteps. The long-haired dog got up and barked at Xiao Yu with a high-pitched voice.

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't bite, it's just a little sensitive."

The owner of the hotel is an old lady in her 70s, surnamed Lanka. Her husband passed away a few years ago. She has a couple of children who work in Milan and Rome, and rarely go home.

The old man has long silver-white curly hair, which is tied into a somewhat elegant bun by a brass hairpin. She is wearing plaid home clothes and layered fabric shawls. It can be seen that the clothes are very old, but after washing very clean.

The two put their luggage in the living room for the time being. Luo Yifan followed Mrs. Lanka to check in and collect the keys. Xiao Yu couldn't speak the language and had to stay and wait. The sensitive mop dog sniffed and circled around the backpack, and finally lifted its hind legs I'm going to pee on the bag.

Xiao Yu almost blew his hair, and rushed over to blast the dog away. The dog was frightened and barked, rolling and crawling and escaped along the dog hole under the gate.

After another ten minutes, Luo Yifan returned to the living room with an extra piece of freshly baked apple pie in his hand.

The room was on the third floor, Xiao Yu deliberately turned a corner when passing by the second floor, and touched the handles of the doors on the second floor one by one, while Luo Yifan walked up with his backpack and checked the bedrooms on the third floor in the same way.

Florence is humid in winter. If the metal door handle is not used for a few days, it will be covered with a sticky film, and it will feel jerky when turning. The two can roughly estimate how many passengers are living together and where they live.

Entering the room, Luo Yifan threw his backpack on an armchair, then stood in front of the window and lit a cigarette. The velvet curtains were not drawn tightly, and there was a gap several inches wide.

Seen from here, the Uffizi Museum looks like a brightly lit palace. Although the distance is not close, you can perfectly observe the window of the exhibition room where "The Prayer of the Three Holy Kings" is located. As long as you use a high-power telescope, It is not impossible to monitor the situation in the exhibition room.

This is one of the main reasons affecting their choice of Mrs. Lanka's hotel stay.

After a while, there was a sound of closing the door behind him, Luo Yifan put out the cigarette butt, without turning his head, said: "We are the only ones on this floor."

"Two households on the second floor," Xiao Yu said, "but there is one thing that is strange."

Luo Yifan turned to look at him, "You also found out?"

Xiao Yu nodded, "That old lady loves cleaning very much. There is not even a dog hair on the sofa, but she doesn't wipe the doorknob...Of course, she is old after all, and these things may be cleaned by the cleaners regularly." Xiao Yu Yu frowned, and she felt that this reason was hard to make sense.

Luo Yifan said: "It doesn't matter, if this is Victor's place, we can save a lot of trouble."

"Well," Xiao Yu said, "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"No plan."

Xiao Yu was stunned, with a puzzled look on his brows and eyes.

Luo Yifan walked over, stretched out his hand to stroke the broken hair on his forehead, and said in a deep voice, "You have to relax and treat yourself as an ordinary tourist. Victor is good at disguising, so he will definitely appear in the art museum with the most ordinary identity."

He paused here, moved his finger down and tapped Xiao Yu's heart, "Feel it well, in this world, no fake can be perfect, no matter how cunning a fraudster is, there will be flaws, and—— —I think he already knows we're here."

"Intuition again?" Xiao Yu couldn't help laughing.

Luo Yifan didn't seem to be joking at all, but hummed cautiously, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked, "Did anything happen when you were alone in the living room?"

"No, after you and Mrs. Lanka left, I was the only one left in the living room—!" Xiao Yu suddenly fell silent, suddenly realized something in her mind, and finally said with some uncertainty: "That dog...run away gone."

Luo Yifan frowned slightly, "Do you think this is abnormal?"

"No, it's not strange to keep pets, but I said before that Mrs. Lanka's sofa is so clean that there is not even a dog hair..." Luo Yifan instantly understood the meaning of this sentence, and Xiao Yu continued: "Either we She had just cleaned the living room before coming in, or the dog itself didn't belong here."

Before he could finish his sentence, Luo Yifan took out a military binoculars from his backpack, and hurried back to the window, tearing open the velvet curtain——under the high-power lens, the Uffizi Art Museum a few kilometers away was close in front of him, almost in sight While stabilizing, Yifan keenly noticed that behind a certain window on the third floor, a beam of infrared light was flickering on and off.

Staring at Luo Yifan's back in disbelief, "Is he there?"

"Hmm..." Yi Fan unlocked the brass lock, grabbed the window frame with his hands and used his strength to jump onto the window sill, "Let's go for a while."

After speaking, he jumped down.

Xiao Yu: "..."

Xiao Yu went crazy, wondering if this guy is too neat?They didn't make any preparations in advance, and they didn't have any auxiliary equipment at hand. They just went to the Uffizi Museum at night, and the security facilities there would only be made worse by the Louvre!Besides, there is a Victor Bellugia who can't figure out his attitude!

But right now the other party didn't give him time to question at all, so he had to jump out of the window.

In fact, as far as Yifan himself is concerned, he doesn't know the circumstances under which Shaw, who was driven mad by despair in his previous life, met Victor, nor how the two of them came to cooperate and work together. The only thing he can be sure of is that in deer After 'disappearing', the only new partner of the bandit shaw is the guy from the italian family of bandits.

The two met in the courtyard of the villa, and then rushed towards the Uffizi Art Museum in the dark without stopping for a while.

Because the goal was clear enough, Xiao Yu and Yifan didn't need to enter through the barrier-filled main entrance, but went directly to the window emitting the laser beam.

I didn’t meet any security guards on duty along the way, and the strangest thing was that the surveillance probes installed in the square and buildings were all adjusted to fixed angles. If it wasn’t for the professional characteristics that determined the robbers to be extremely sensitive to these details, Xiao Yu might not even notice , Someone has already opened an unimpeded road for them in this security-heavy art gallery.

The main building is on the third floor, with [-] exhibitions, and a gap is opened on the thick door panel.

The two of them had just stood still in front of the door, and before they had time to make a move, a dog-specific breathing sound, mixed with soft snorts, sounded in the darkness. Seeing the white hair coming out of the door, he was a little speechless—he thought he would struggle for a while, and the problem of how to enter the door seemed to be solved by a dog.

"Come in, two, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The gentle voice of the man sounded from the other side of the door.

At that moment, Xiao Yu felt in a daze. The short conversation at Charles de Gaulle Airport seemed to have happened not long ago. He could even easily recall every word Victor said...

A hand landed on his shoulder without warning and shook it vigorously. Xiao Yu suddenly came back to his senses. Beside him, Luo Yifan had already opened the door. The mop dog that was at Mrs. Lanka's house was as fast as a cannonball , jumped out from Xiao Yu's feet, followed by all kinds of fleeing mop dogs, there were more than a dozen of them.

Xiao Yu: "..."

Luo Yifan: "..."

There is a group of poodles running wild in the Uffizi Gallery at night. If this fucking spreads, it will make headlines? !But considering the identity of the guy inside, it seems that there is nothing unacceptable about this strange setting...

So a certain one wiped off a drop of sweat from the forehead, walked in, and looked at the man at the other end of the display, whose back was facing the door, who was concentrating on the painting.

"Long time no see, Mr. Berrugia." Xiao Yu said.

"I saw the news half a month ago, and I knew it was almost time for us to meet - the opponent you need to deal with is very troublesome, and you lack suitable helpers around you, but you arrived later than I expected, It means that the consequences of the sinking are not serious, or that the person with you is a good rhythm guy."

Victor turned around and met those dark gray eyes with a half-smile. At this moment, the only lighting in the display was the moonlight coming in from the window. He couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but he clearly remembered it. The feeling of being stared at by the other party!

"Long time no see, Shaw." He looked at Luo Yifan and said.

"So that old lady really belongs to you?" Xiao Yu said.

"It can be counted, or it can't be counted," Victor smiled, "She is too old, and I will feel bad conscience if I let such a lady continue to do things. In fact, her children are mine, and Mrs. Lanka is only a I'm their boss, and occasionally deliver some freshly baked apple pie, and am happy to let my dog ​​drop by for dinner once in a while."

Luo Yifan: "You knew it since we got off the train?"

"It wasn't that early," Victor said frankly, "everyone started inquiring about nearby family hotels. You didn't have perfect identification, so you could only choose informal hotels, but don't get me wrong, except for the lady who reads the newspaper, others are inquired by you. They are all ordinary people, and I don’t have the perverted habit of putting eyeliner on the whole street.”

"Oh——" Xiao Yu muttered, and continued to look at him with perverted eyes, "so your perverted habit is to put a mop dog that occasionally eats dinner in every family hotel, smelling me I started urinating frequently because of the smell, and then ran over to tell you?"

Victor was directly amused, shrugged innocently, and said, "My training method is that dogs will come here to find their owners when they are frightened, and they are Komon dogs..."

Xiao Yu: "Hehe."

"Okay, just call it a mop dog, as long as you like it," Victor said, "So do you want to discuss cooperation terms here, or go back to Mrs. Lanka's hotel and talk while eating apple pie? It's agreed in advance, The museum's surveillance shielding ends in less than 10 minutes, we'd better hurry up."

Xiao Yu was about to speak, but Luo Yifan who was standing aside suddenly raised his hand to signal for silence, and then said lightly: "I have a question before I leave, I hope Mr. Bellugia can explain."

Victor didn't speak, but made a 'please' gesture.

Luo Yifan said: "If you take the initiative to arrange a meeting, it means that you agree to cooperate. Then knowing that Shaw's opponent is troublesome, why are you willing to take the risk that the cooperation may fail? Schumann will probably not easily let go of someone who challenged him. "

Victor smiled, "Before asking the question, have you ever thought about why I left Shaw my contact information at the airport?"

Hearing this, Luo Yifan and Xiao Yu were stunned at the same time.

"A newcomer who is not well-known, although his skills are good, but his thinking is very young, why should I give him a chance to cooperate? This should be your initial question."

Xiao Yu frowned, and said, "My guess at the time was that you were interested in Xicheng."

"I'm really interested in him. He has the ability to take away the "Mona Lisa" before me, and use the painting as a condition to place a commission. Of course, he also has the ability to copy exactly the same as the original. If possible, I would be more than happy to work with him. cooperate."

Luo Yifan said: "So the reason you cooperated with Shaw is to get close to Yu Xicheng?"

Victor shook his head meaningfully, "The commission in Paris is not over yet, and the cooperation with Shaw is also a part of it. In fact, I was more surprised than you a week ago. At first, I only thought Xicheng's request was weird. I was curious to see how this guy would arrange the follow-up content, so I made this commission, but I didn't expect the fact to be more interesting than I expected."

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