The Ultimate Student in the City

Milleth Mott didn't realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, let alone that he was almost stabbed by someone. That's the way he only acts as Antarctic at the moment, and he also knows that Chinese women are more reserved, not like them. Like the women in the country, full of enthusiasm, kissing on the street is like playing.

Immediately let the two come in, and then said enthusiastically: "Li, beautiful Miss Antarctica, please come in, I will help you prepare delicious coffee."

After Antarctic walked in, he glanced around because of his professional habits.

"Don't worry, there are no cameras or bugs." Li Zedao said with a smile.

Nanji glanced at him and said nothing.

After the two of them sat down on the comfortable chairs, Milleth Mott quickly delivered two cups of coffee and placed them in front of them.

Antarctica smelled the aroma of the coffee, and her eyes lit up slightly. As an absolute coffee lover, she knew that this was the best coffee, and it was very authentic cat poop coffee.

Seeing that the old man entertained her with this kind of coffee, Nanji decided not to care about what he just said.

At that moment, Milleth Mott sat down, picked up the cigar on the table and trimmed it, then looked at Nanji and asked, "Miss Nanji, do you mind if I smoke?"

"Anything." Nanji said lightly, picked up the coffee and began to taste it in small sips. The taste is very authentic, so I don't care about it with this old man.

"Oh, thank you."

"Li, you want one too?" Milleth Mott looked at Li Zedao and smiled.

"You know, Mr. Mott, I don't smoke." Li Zedao refused with a slight smile.

"Oh, Li, I still say the same thing, it's really your loss not to smoke this damn cigarette." Milleth Mott shook his head, not understanding why Li Zedao didn't smoke such a top-quality cigar, "He It can excite you, but it can also calm you."

Li Zedao smiled and didn't say anything, he couldn't say that he was afraid of death so he didn't dare to smoke or that he didn't have the money to buy such expensive cigars, right?

And he had reason to believe that once he said he had no money for these cigars, the old man would take it seriously and send him a big box in return.

Milleth Mott carefully trimmed the cigar with the scissors in his hand, lit it, and took a nice puff,

Only then did he look at Li Zedao, his expression already serious: "Li, I have studied it carefully all morning, and it turns out that just like I told you on the phone, it is not a real snake head, but a fake one. .”

"Snake head?" Nanji frowned immediately, and forgot to continue drinking the coffee. His cold eyes alternated back and forth between Li Zedao and Milleth Mott.

"Mr. Mott, are you sure?" Li Zedao asked with a deep breath, also with a serious look on his face.

"Yes, Li, I'm sure." Milleth Mott nodded with certainty and said, "Actually, I have seen a snake head and studied it for several days as early as twenty years ago. "

"Is there such a thing?" Li Zedao was taken aback.

Millers Mott nodded and said, "Twenty years ago, the snake head was in the private collection of my friend Keller Bobile..."

"Keller Bobile?" Li Zedao frowned again, "Is he a short, fat little old man in his fifties, like a nobleman?"

"Yes, Li, have you seen him?" Milleth Mott was taken aback for a moment, and then his face suddenly realized, "I understand, after all, Keller became the steward of the Hand of God first, and the relationship between you and God The relationship between hands is so close, it is quite normal for you to have seen him."

"Mr. Mott, you mean that the snake head was originally in the private collection of Keller Bobbil?" Li Zedao asked.

"Yes, Li, Keller was originally a well-known collector in the world. After meeting God, he was conquered by his charm, and then he handed over the snake's head to God to bring him to China. He even donated most of his collections to Huaxia, which are now stored in the glorious cultural relics exhibition hall in Yanjing."

"..." Li Zedao thought for a while, that Keller Bobbil should be similar to the crow mercenary group, right? The little yellow that Master picked up from the side of the road was frightened and had no choice but to "spend money and eliminate disasters", and even go to be a housekeeper, right?

"Because of my profession, and because Keller and I are good friends, I often go to him to appreciate his collection, which naturally includes this snake head." Milleth Mott frowned and said, "So when When I walked into the exhibition hall and stood in front of the snake head that was placed in the display case, my intuition immediately told me that the snake head in front of me was probably a fake..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Antarctic frowned and interrupted Milleth Mott's speech.

Li Zedao glanced at him and said with a wry smile: "This matter is too bizarre, or in other words, this pond is too deep..."

"What do you mean?" Antarctica was a little puzzled.

Li Zedao stood up, walked to the table in the corner, picked up the safe, walked to Nanji and handed it over, "Look for yourself..."

Nanji looked at him suspiciously, put down the coffee in his hand, took the safe, put it on the table and opened it.

"Uh..." Seeing that the snake head that should have been stolen was in good condition at this time, Nanji's eyes widened, and he was dumbfounded. He raised his head after a while, his eyes were cold. Looking at Li Zedao.

"What's going on?" Nanji's tone was murderous, but also grievance and incomprehension. He was actually in the same group as the thieves?

Li Zedao smiled bitterly: "I also want to know what's going on."

"What do you mean?" Nanji's tone already had an aggressive tone, as if you don't tell the truth quickly, be careful that I will throw a knife at you.

"Yesterday morning, I asked you to go in and look for those suspicious characters, while I stayed outside, and you know what to do." Li Zedao said, and then his eyes fell on Miles Mott, "Not long after, I Received a call from Mr. Mott..."

"Oh, I was really shocked, and I knew that this kind of thing would have a great impact, so I called Li. After all, we have fought together, and I believe he is capable of handling it." Milleth Mott said .

"What the hell is going on?" Nanji's eyes fell on the snake head in front of him, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"you mean……"

"Yes, Mr. Mott called me and said that he suspected that the snake head, which is the snake head you see now, is... a fake of a high imitation!" Li Zedao said word by word.

"..." Although she had guessed what she had heard from their conversation before, she was still in a trance after hearing what Li Zedao said, and she couldn't believe what she heard at all.

In other words, what they have been carefully protecting these days is actually a fake?

"After I received Mr. Mott's call, I was also shocked, and told Mr. Mott to keep silent, don't tell this kind of thing to others." Li Zedao looked at Milleth Mott and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mott, did not tell this matter."

The latter shrugged his shoulders and said, "Oh, Li, it's really too polite of you to say that, we are good friends, and you are my savior."

Li Zedao nodded and continued: "Afterwards, Mr. Mott was also afraid that he might be wrong, so he suggested to me whether he could take out the snake's head and let him appraise it... It was a very important matter, so I naturally didn't immediately Promise... If the snake head is real, it's fine, but if it's fake..."

"So you let someone steal the snake's head for him to identify?" Nanji stared at Li Zedao with unkind eyes and asked.

"You think too much." Li Zedao smiled wryly, "According to what you said, I started planning to steal the snake's head as soon as I received a call from Mr. Mott, but how could the hole in the safe be closed in broad daylight?" Was dug through? Of course, if you insist on thinking that the thief left one of them to crack over there, and the rest began to dig holes, I can't help it, but what about the soil slag that was dug out? Go? Could it be that they are so kind to help you clean up after digging?"

"What the hell is going on?" Nanji's expression became colder.

"I originally wanted to tell you about this after the exhibition was over, to see if the snake's head could be taken out, and let Mr. Mott appraise it carefully. Who knows, there were indeed thieves who stole it." Li Zedao pointed to the snake head on the table and said.

"..."

"Actually, after you came out yesterday and closed the museum, I already found that four people were stranded inside and did not come out. At that time, I immediately guessed that there was an insider in the security guard, otherwise the museum would not be closed until you checked it out. Yes, it is impossible for anyone to stay inside, and there are still four of them."

Li Zedao said: "So I secretly asked my people to come over immediately, and stood around to watch every move of those security guards. If there is a traitor here, he will definitely find someone to get away... Sure enough, my Someone caught a security guard trying to slip away..."

Nanji looked at Li Zedao dully, he actually arranged such a thing in secret, but...why didn't he let himself know?

"Afterwards, I separated from you, not to go back to sleep, but to 'entertain' the fake security guard. He was so grateful that he told me everything." Li Zedao said, "After that, I will take People went to guard by the manhole cover in that small street..."

"That pool of blood..." Nanji had already remembered it. When she investigated the manhole cover, she found bloodstains not far away, but she didn't think too much about it.