But the young detective who had just walked into Sheriff Victor's office saw the sheriff packing up the things on the table, as if he was about to go out.
"Yergo, it's just right, go out with me." Victor said directly: "Go to meet someone."
"At this time?" Yergo was taken aback, and asked directly, "Who are you seeing?"
"You'll know when you arrive... just remember not to make a fuss later."
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But even though he said so, can he really make a fuss... Yeergo couldn't help thinking slightly after guessing the identity of the guy in front of him.
There is no eternal black and no eternal white. Violent institutions are the ones who really stand in the gray. This is the last thing that Yergo's instructor taught him when he graduated from school.
And the current Sergeant Victor is also personally verifying the correct character of this sentence for him.
Brubov... This guy who is far away from the political arena, but has a certain influence in the political arena. He started his business with some shady businesses. This is a guy who is likely to become an oligarch in the next ten years. , but an unusually low-key person.
Listening to the conversation between him and Sergeant Victor, they seem to be old acquaintances, and they still have a very close relationship. Yergo, who was secretly wondering whether Sergeant Victor had had much contact with this Brubov over the years, heard the conversation between the two.
"auctions?"
"Yeah." Brubov, who is about fifty years old but still in good shape, nodded and said, "As far as I know, quite a few collectors have received this invitation letter... Well, you are worth my say. The collectors are specifically worth that group of people."
Victor directly frowned, staring only at the guy in front of him, and said in a slightly lower voice, "Are you planning to participate too?"
Brubov shook his head and said: "Although I also prefer to collect, as for this painting... I think as long as it is a collector of famous paintings, no one can resist it. It's a pity, if this is an auction that can be put on the table Yes, I will go if I say anything. Not now."
Victor nodded. He is very clear that this guy has future plans and ambitions. Under such a lofty goal, it is too easy for this guy with strict self-discipline to give up some personal interests.
"The invitation letter is the identification of identity." Brubov said indifferently: "So I can only tell you this matter, but not give you the invitation letter... As for whether you can enter, it depends on your own ability. "
"I understand." Victor nodded.
Although this guy had the idea of completely cleansing himself, he obviously didn't want to offend some of the people who were also invited.
"Go out through the back door, be careful." Brubov smiled and said: "I have invited some officials to dinner, they should be here soon."
After Victor left with Yergo, Brubov's secretary came over and said, "Sir... Is it okay for you to tell Sergeant Victor this?"
"What's the problem?" Brubov said indifferently: "Isn't fighting crime something that good citizens should do? Could it be that tomorrow the whole of Moscow will know that Victor has come to my house... In the situation where there were only four people present just now Down?"
"No... no."
He knew that this was beyond the meaning of the boss's words.
"& Even if the technology of theft is the best in the world..." Brubov squinted his eyes at this time and said: "But what is this guy capable of sending out such invitations to so many people?"
He laughed out loud, walked towards the door, prepared to meet the coming officials, and said to himself, "I hope Victor can surprise me."
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A life like an emperor... Yuri, who had never enjoyed this kind of life, found that even if he exhausted his imagination, he could only think of such adjectives in the end.
Perhaps it is because he lacks knowledge about this luxurious life. All he can do is realize the absurd life he imagined, but full of luxuries and luxuries.
"Is there anything different about Mr. Uri today?"
This manor raises a lot of workers, under the management of the housekeeper Edgar, most of them are young and beautiful servants. Young and beautiful, of course they have Cinderella-like fantasies. A day for the heirs to see.
Even if it's just a romantic day.
The other maid who was being asked, who was wiping the glass window in the living room, looked around at this moment, lowered her voice and said, "When I passed Mr. Take a glance. Nina and Vivienne are both naked..."
"Mr. Yuri never looks at us, does he?"
"God knows..." The window-cleaning maid thought for a while, "I've never seen Mr. Uri like this... well, indulgence. Maybe he was stimulated by something. You know? He asked someone to fill it up with red wine Bathtub, took a red wine bath."
Suddenly there was a coughing sound.
Seeing that it was Mr. Edgar, the two maids immediately stopped talking and started to work hard.
Edgar took a look, then turned and left expressionlessly. Not long after, he came to the manor owner's room and knocked on the door.
When the door of the room opened, all Edgar saw was Yuri in shorts.
He was holding a wine glass, his face was flushed red after drunkenness. Edgar turned sideways, and found that on the big bed, two maids he was familiar with were covered with quilts, poking their heads out.
Yuri looked like a drunk at this time, leaning against the door and said, "Edgar, what can I do for you? Would you like to have a drink with me?"
"Sir, can I go to the study? There are some things to explain to you."
Yuri didn't care and said: "Oh... Edgar, life is already tiring enough, why don't you enjoy yourself in time? What's the matter, wait until tonight... oh, let's talk about it tomorrow."
"Sir, there is an invitation letter for you." Edgar moved closer and whispered in Yuri's ear, "It's the auction of "The Unknown Girl."
Yuri's face changed slightly, as if he was in a daze for a while. He subconsciously stretched the wine glass towards his mouth, took a sip, and then looked at the wine glass... and stuffed it into Edgar's hand.
"You wait for me here." Yuri looked back at his room and said to the two beautiful women.
Saying that, Yuri walked out of the room directly.
Edgar shook his head, quickly walked into the room, picked up some clothes on the floor, but looked at the two maids on the bed and said, "Go back to work and leave this room immediately."
Only then did he quickly take the clothes and leave.
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Auction night.
But to the outside world, this is just a dance... For the staff of the hotel, it doesn't matter what the real theme of the dance is, as long as they do their best to do their jobs.
Because there are too many luxury cars coming to the hotel parking lot. This international city naturally hides a large number of unknown rich people.
But just the sports cars in the parking lot alone seem to be able to form a super sports car club, right
Not counting the reasoning of those rare caravans, this is unbelievable to the hotel staff, because the hotel itself barely reaches a four-star rating.
"That should be... Mufus. There are not many people who can come to this kind of occasion and are still crippled. Judging by his figure, he is probably the one."
He simply put on a black blindfold and Vika in a suit that didn't fit very well, chattering and analyzing beside Vera.
Today's dress is a black dress with suspenders, decorated with twisted black roses on her body, and Vera, who has a black swan feather half mask, lifted up the skirt a little impatiently, and accelerated her pace.
At this time, an all-gold luxury car drove in slowly.
When the car stopped, a man in a white suit opened the door and came out. There was no female companion, and only an old man followed him. Of course, he also wore a simple mask.
The man looked up at the hotel, then pulled the skirt of his suit and walked directly past Vera and Vika.
"This guy actually wears a family crest... I think I've seen this kind of crest somewhere?" Vika said thoughtfully.
"It's the Dicapi family." Vera said slowly, "An ancient noble family living outside."
"It was recovered by doing arms smuggling..."
"Go in." Vera interrupted Vika, "I want to take a look at the environment of the venue first."
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On the hotel floor, Anna looked at the location of the parking lot, and smiled a little. This place is not Yefim's property, it's just a hotel for a happy little boss who doesn't know anything, and is happy to take a big order.
Putting on bright red lipstick in front of the dressing table, Anna rubbed her lips slightly, and then gently lifted up the golden naughty mask that was placed next to her.
out of the room.
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"Sir, miss, here we are."
The driver looked in the rearview mirror and said that he was just the driver of the car dealership, and he didn't have much interest in exploring the guests.
However, after driving into this parking lot and seeing a lot of luxury cars here, the driver had to have some thoughts... These two people are probably the kind of guys who slap their faces and pretend to be fat
This car is rented on an hourly basis.
"Thanks."
But in the back seat, the man with the strange clown mask said politely. He opened the car door first and walked out, then turned around and held out his hand to his female companion.
Help the person out of the back seat.
The woman in a sky-blue evening dress got out of the car and put her hand on the man's bent arm. She didn't seem to attract anyone's attention and walked into the hotel like this.
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In the banquet hall, Sergeant Victor and Detective Yergo were holding trays in their hands, watching the guests walk in one after another... The young detective had actually been standing there for a long time.
His legs felt a little sore. (.)