Mystery: The Star Key

Igna sat on the sofa in the room, looking up at the ceiling.

Melissa has "traveled" back to Lenburg as agreed. She didn't explain too much how she got here, nor how she avoided the Nighthawks. Just like before Melissa left, Igna did not raise the issue of the transfer and disposal of the equity of the steam train after he left Backlund.

In such a situation, no one can speak.

Igna put the back of his hand on his forehead, feeling that he still hadn't recovered from what had just happened, and what he had just said to Melissa was like a dream. Even he himself couldn't believe it.

The rational thinking circuit is completely blocked.

Igna only felt that there was no idea in his mind right now, but it was full of all kinds of thoughts. For the first time, he couldn't see his thoughts clearly, and he only felt that his mind was now blank and messy.

"Cuckoo-"

I don't know how long it took for the protest from the stomach to pull Igna back to reality from his thoughts.

"Before Melissa leaves, you should ask her if she wants to eat something to take away." Igna opened his pocket watch and glanced, only to realize that it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Igna remembered clearly that when he was about to go out, he checked the time, which was probably around ten-thirty in the morning.

"It's been so long." Igna wiped his face.

"I can't wait any longer." Ignat stood up from his position with strong action, sorted out his clothes and hat, put on his cane, and was ready to go out.

He still has a lot to do today.

Although I hadn't mentioned it to Melissa before, the power of attorney for equity disposal still had to be handed over to Melissa. If there is no way to return to Backlund for a while, then legal issues should be dealt with as soon as possible.

"Go to lawyer Jurgen to buy a Dixie pie and sweet iced tea on the way." Igna made a decision and left 221b.

He has always been dynamic.

I found the Dixie pie stall that I often eat. After Igna bought the dry food, I was going to find a place to solve it. A gentleman in Backlund can't eat while walking.

However, when he raised his head to look at the gallery not far away, wanting to see if there was anyone in the usual place, the Dixie pie he was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

"pat-"

The pie with a rich meaty fragrance fell to the ground, and the oil was scattered all over the place.

But Igna was unmoved.

Because, there is a huge poster hanging at the entrance of the gallery opposite. There were people standing beside the huge poster, and there were already a lot of people there, and there were even staff at the door to maintain order.

The huge poster depicts a girl in a long court dress.

That girl grabbed the attention of countless people. Her appearance was very beautiful, her slightly curly hair was pale golden, and even if it was printed on the poster, it seemed to be covered with flowing sunlight.

In the picture, she is leaning on the reclining chair beside the bookshelf, looking at the artist with a slight pursed lips. Her cheeks are thin, and she has bright pale gray eyes, but it makes people feel good when they look at her.

Among her facial features, it seems that only the eyes are more unique, but they look different when combined.

She is obviously a girl who looks about twenty-three or four years old, but her eyes are written with innocence, her expression is soft and sweet and bookish, and her whole person looks like a special delicate doll's vulnerability.

Such a beautiful, intellectual, innocent and vulnerable woman is almost impossible not to be heartbroken.

Igna didn't know why he was on the poster.

But Igna knew his name.

His first name as a man, Vincente Kansler.

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Ton is the sales manager of the Wood Forest Bird Gallery.

Their galleries are having the hottest moment since they opened this year. Although this exhibition will not sell any paintings, it is just a show of Sir Simpsey's beloved paintings.

Sir Simpsey is a well-known painting collector in Backlund, and he is the honorary chairman of the Backlund Painting Collection Association. Through purchases, auctions, and funding, he has helped Backlund and even countless painters in the Ruen Kingdom.

Many poor painters sponsored by him have become well-known painters in the kingdom. This exhibition is an exhibition of these well-known painters with the theme of "return".

But Thon knew that this was just a publicity stunt. For Sir Simpsey, the entire exhibition had only one purpose. That was to show the public a portrait of his beloved, Vincente Kanssler.

Although such a behavior is somewhat incomprehensible to Ton.

Looking at the portrait of Miss Wenshulin Kansler, Tonn swallowed subconsciously.

Miss Wenshulin Kansler is so beautiful. If he really had such a mistress, then he would definitely not be willing to show her face to the public, but should treat her as a caged bird, locked up and loved.

"The idea of ​​rich people is really hard to understand." Tonn shook his head gropingly, and then looked at Wen Xiuren Kansler fascinatedly.

"Hello, sorry to disturb you." Ton was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

Ton was a little puzzled, but he also showed a professional smile very dedicatedly: "Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Aren't these portraits for sale?" In front of him, the handsome black-haired, blue-eyed gentleman asked politely.

"Yes, sir." Ton said with a good temper.

There is no other reason, because those who can enter the gallery are all "real people who know how to appreciate beauty" who pay the 10-pound ticket fee.

These are the words of Sir Simpsey.

When Thorne heard such a request, he thought that Sir Simpsey was crazy. How could anyone be willing to pay ten gold pounds to visit an exhibition that could not buy any paintings?

But it turns out that there are still many.

The gentleman in front of him was not the first, and certainly not the last.

"Then, I want to ask, is there any chance to meet the lady on the screen... Wenshulin Kansler?" The unknown man asked politely, "She made me meet Aphrodite. Te, I want to offer my most sincere respect to the God of Beauty."

"There's no way sir~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ton smiled and replied, "We are just an ordinary staff member, how do we know? "It's not the first time he's heard such a question and such a compliment today.

"I'm afraid you're a good friend of Sir Simpsey and it's hard to see Miss Wenshulin Cansler."

But it's not impossible. Thon remembers that Sir Simpsey once asked that if anyone is willing to pay more than 10,000 gold pounds to buy a painting, he can also give him a chance.

"Okay." The black-haired and blue-eyed man seemed to have retreated when he heard this. He just nodded thoughtfully and politely nodded to Ton, "Thank you for your answer."

"No thanks." Ton smiled and nodded in return.

The gentleman just left.

After watching the gentleman leave, Tonn continued to move his gaze to the portrait of Wenshulin Kansler. Waiting for the next customer who came to ask him.

Also looking forward to someone who can go to the last step.