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Lin Yue said: "The benefactor behind the Marin guerrillas should be the 'painter', and Baisha is likely to be regarded as a backup member."

He Weilan was puzzled: "Reserve member, what do you mean?"

"It means that the 'painter' group will make a comeback."

He Weilan was lost in thought.

"Soldiers with iron battalions and flowing water." Lin Yue said: "The 'Painter'...is amazing. It planted new seeds before the organization was destroyed. When the spring breeze hits, it will be green again."

"Brother, this is the only harvest, nothing else?"

"Yes, but... keep it secret for the time being."

"Okay, you even hid it from me."

Lin Yue looked at her angry face, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull the chin-length hair: "Keep it, it's more feminine than short hair."

After speaking, he opened the car door and walked out.

He Weilan was stunned for a long time, until Lin Yue disappeared in the elevator room, then touched her long hair with her hand, and shook her head helplessly.

You say he only cares about himself, this action is a bit too much, say he likes himself, but yesterday's behavior is tantamount to announcing his relationship with Ruan Wen to the world, leaving her alone, sometimes irritable, Sometimes he is disappointed, sometimes relieved, sometimes happy for him, but you can't call him scum, because he didn't actually do anything wrong to Ruan Wen, but this inadvertent attraction to her is real, now She is really scratching her heart and scratching her heart, entangled in a hundred turns.

...

ten days later.

Poland.

In an abandoned factory building.

Lin Yue threw the photo of the Chinese girl in front of a white man wearing a peaked cap.

"Is it her?"

"Yes, it was she who paid five thousand dollars for the gravure press."

Lin Yue went to the back of the chair and pressed the white man's shoulders and said, "Is that gravure printing machine really an auction item after the state-owned printing factory closed down?"

"That's right."

"Then the question is, who approved it to be auctioned off."

"No, I don't know."

"have no idea?"

Lin Yue smiled, pulled the back of the chair and gently pressed it down. The chair was tilted backwards, and the white man was in a state of losing his center of gravity.

At this time, he shook it lightly a few times and then suddenly let go.

With a slap, the chair fell to the ground, and the white man gasped heavily with fright.

Lin Yue put his feet on the Caucasian man's chest: "We have a punishment called a tiger bench. Simply put, people are tied to a bench, and hard objects are continuously placed under their feet, so that the legs and knees are under pressure. It's getting bigger and bigger, it's so sour."

"Don't mess with me, I said, I said..."

The white man is a bureaucrat. Wherever he has been intimidated and tortured like this, Lin Yue teased him a few times and defined him as a devil.

"Alexandra from the Ministry of Industry approved the auction."

Lin Yue patted his face, turned and walked outside.

The white man was anxious: "For God's sake, you can't just leave me here. There are wild wolves in the woodland nearby, and they will eat me."

...

Lin Yue stayed in Poland for more than half a month, and then went to several other Eastern European countries. After a month and a half, he flew back to HK from Moscow.

I don't know if it was because he was afraid of being followed by reporters last time, or because he was busy with work, Ruan Wen didn't come to pick him up, and the person waiting for him at the exit was He Weilan.

Compared with the last time she left, her hair has grown a lot. Perhaps because her long hair got in the way at work, she had to pull it back and tie it into a ponytail. Although she is not as temperamental as Ruan Wen, it still adds a bit of femininity.

In fact, He Weilan herself didn't know the meaning of doing this, but she just did it.

"Brother, what's the result?"

As soon as the two arrived in the car, He Weilan couldn't wait to ask her inner questions. Although she was looking forward to his return, her passion for work eventually overwhelmed the complicated and difficult emotions in her heart.

"I found out that the gravure printing machine of the Polish state-owned printing factory was allowed to be auctioned internally. Someone gave money to the people from the Ministry of Industry. I also checked the companies in Eastern Europe and found it in the warehouse of one of the companies. Nguyen Van's painting."

"So, the identity of the fifth person can already be clarified?"

"No, this is just our speculation. To clarify the identity of the target, it still needs to be verified."

Lin Yue pressed the briefcase that was put aside. For such a transnational investigation that is commercial in nature and involves geopolitical factors, it is difficult to make a clear chain of evidence. It must have the testimony of relevant witnesses to be qualitative at the legal level.

He Weilan frowned and said, "Then what should we do?"

Lin Yue said one word: "Wait."

"Waiting for what?"

"I've cast out the bait, and I'm just waiting for the big fish to bite."

He Weilan looked puzzled, but Lin Yue didn't explain anything, and told her to drive him to eat the baked pork chop rice at Meidu Restaurant, and then closed his eyes and rested without further words. He was kicked down by the co-pilot.

...

Lin Yue and He Weilan went to the police headquarters after dinner, copied a few documents related to the case, and took a taxi back to the hotel.

He walked to the door of Room 8806 and knocked. After waiting outside for almost a minute, he heard a light click and the door opened.

Ruan Wen stood by the door, wrapped in a bath towel, his hair was wet, as if he had just taken a shower.

Lin Yue walked into the room and said with a smile, "I'm back."

Ruan Wen stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly rushed into his arms, hugged his head and began to kiss him.

"I haven't showered yet."

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..."

...

More than half an hour later, Lin Yue leaned against the back of the bed, looked at the person lying beside him, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in the cabinet, lit it, and took a deep breath while looking at the long and narrow night scene through the gap between the curtains.

Ruan Wen held his hand: "Still asleep?"

Lin Yue gave her a loving look: "Sleep after smoking this cigarette."

"By the way, how is the investigation going?"

Lin Yue sighed, seemed a little upset, and wiped out half of the cigarette in the ashtray: "It's useless to say anything if you can't catch someone."

Ruan Wen went to hug him: "Don't think too much, go to sleep."

"Um."

Lin Yue turned off the light, shrunk down, leaned over and kissed Ruan Wen's small mouth, hugged her and closed her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour, maybe two hours.

The lights of the opposite building gradually went out, and the traffic on the street became less and less. Lin Yue turned over and let out a slight snoring sound.

Ruan Wen then turned over, turned to the other side, slowly extended his hand out of the Xia Liang quilt, found a gleaming dagger from under the bed, and pressed it down on Lin Yue's chest.

No one can resist the fatal blow of the person next to the pillow in the sweet dream after being satisfied.

She thought no one could do it.

It's just that she thinks...

Officer Lin only clicked [Left and Right Hemisphere LV1] to [Left and Right Hemisphere LV2] before he came to the world of "Wu Shuang". One of the attributes bestowed on him by this skill is to remain alert in his sleep, which is why it cannot be ruled out that Ruan Wen is a "painter" The reason why he still dared to go to her bed under the circumstances.

snap~

Lin Yue grabbed her hand holding the knife, twisted it outward, and knocked it against the edge of the bed, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

Ruan Wen panicked in the dim light, because not only did the man opposite him wake up in time, but there was undisguised mockery and complacency in the gaze he looked over in the dark.

In other words, he knew early on that he would kill the killer.

"Lin Yue, listen to my explanation."

"Stop pretending." Lin Yue said with a sneer, "Ruan Wen is a very restrained person. He may take the initiative, but his manner is very measured, and she always smells like a mixture of paint and perfume. Although you used her Chanel No. 5 perfume disguised myself, and I did not hesitate to play a trick in order to paralyze me, but, your small mind is using the wrong target."

"Ruan Wen"'s complexion changed drastically, and just about to resist with all his strength, Lin Yue turned over and stood up, with a movement of twisting his arms and pressing down, he pushed her under his knees mercilessly, and picked up the hair she left on the bedside He twisted his wrists and tied them in a tight knot. After finishing the work, he turned on the light in the room and looked at the woman on the bed playfully.

"Should I call you Wu Xiuqing? Or 'painter'?"