the next day.

A car cemetery in the northern New Territories.

After a jolt, Lin Yue stepped on the brake pedal, opened the door and walked out.

The sun was setting in the west, the sky was filled with rays of rays, and the rusty wire fence was rattling in the wind.

"Brother Lin, there is only this car cemetery nearby, so it should be right." Danto got out from the passenger seat, looked at the Dongfang Mountains, and then looked at the map in his hand.

Lin Yue took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff against the wind.

He and Danto went out at two o'clock in the afternoon, wandered here and there for three or four hours, and changed meeting places more than a dozen times before arriving here. I really didn't know whether to say that Li Wen had watched too many movies, or that he was being too cautious.

"Come down."

Lin Yue opened the door of the rear compartment and pulled Wu Xiuqing out of the seat.

Danto saw a question mark on his forehead and thought to himself, isn't that his girlfriend? Why is she treating her like an enemy?

Phew~

At this moment, a curtain of sand rose from the north, and a military green pickup truck drove into the car cemetery and stopped more than a hundred meters away from them.

Bang~

Bang~

As the door opened and closed, four people, two men and two women, got out of the car.

Danto was dumbfounded when he saw the scene opposite.

The faces of the two men could not be clearly seen with their hoods on, but the younger of the two women... was clearly his boss, Ms. Ruan Wen!

His eyes went back and forth several times on the faces of Ruan Wen and Wu Xiuqing, and their expressions were particularly wonderful.

Officer Lin pulled his young man in the afternoon and just asked him to help. As for the content...he kept repeating it over and over again, "You'll know when you get there."

The conscience of heaven and earth, when he came here, not only did he not know, but he was even more confused.

What the hell is going on?!

When Danto was going crazy, Lin Yue threw an M4.

He subconsciously picked it up in his arms, lowered his head and looked at it and almost became paralyzed with fear.

"Brother Lin, I..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to use it. It's okay to pretend."

Lin Yue pointed to the opposite side, meaning to ask Danto to imitate the masked man with the gun on the car door.

Danto was about to cry. From Marin Village to HK, whenever this guy asked him for help, it was all with his head in his belt.

"Let's go, Miss Wu."

Lin Yue grabbed one of Wu Xiuqing's arms and took two steps forward before suddenly stopping, looking at the two masked men next to the pickup truck opposite and saying, "Which one is Li Wen?"

The other party thought he wanted Li Wen to take the hostages over. Just as the masked man with the gun on the car door was about to take action, Lin Yue pointed at the masked man in a white shirt next to him: "It's up to you. Bring them here."

Wu Xiuqing turned her face and glared at him fiercely.

Lin Yue warned: "I advise you not to have any wrong ideas."

The two continued to walk forward, and the masked man in a white shirt also escorted Ruan Wen and the middle-aged woman in her 50s slowly forward.

There are high walls of scrapped cars on both sides of the road, which narrow from the outside to the inside. At the beginning, the sun can still shine in a little, but when both sides reach the central area, the width is less than four meters.

After confirming that neither party exchanging hostages was armed, the masked man stopped about ten meters away from him and Wu Xiuqing, and a hoarse voice came from under the mask.

"Are you OK?"

Wu Xiuqing nodded and said nothing.

Lin Yue glanced at Ruan Wen, whose mouth and hands were sealed with tape and could only communicate with his eyes, and grabbed Wu Xiuqing, who was about to walk over.

"Don't worry, it's still early, I want to have a few words with this gentleman."

Lin Yue smiled and said, "You don't mind if I tell you a story."

The masked man said: "As long as you don't notify the police, it's okay."

Wu Xiuqing nodded to the man. She had been staying with Lin Yue for more than a day and knew that he was very trustworthy. If he said he would not contact the police, he really did not contact the police.

Of course, there are also reasons why he cannot trust the HK police.

From her standpoint, she really wanted to know how much information Lin Yue had about the "Painter" group.

"In 1985, a girl named Wu Xiuqing went to Vancouver to live and paint there. However, she did not use her real name, but changed to a new name, which was 'Nguyen Van'."

Li Wen said that the "painter" was named Wu Fusheng, and he also asked about the relationship between Wu Xin and the painter in his confession, and counterfeit banknote buyers in Bangalore and Pakse also called "painter" by Mr. Wu, so it is very likely that the "painter" is named Wu.

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The "painter"'s surname is Wu, and Wu Xiuqing's surname is Wu. Is this just a coincidence?

"A few years later, she received the bad news that her father, the 'old painter', was beaten to death by several Russians in the Netherlands because of the 'general''s betrayal. She was very sad and angry, and wanted to save her father's life.

Revenge. However, as a painter, who has the right to challenge a drug lord? But it doesn't matter. There is a Chinese word called 'son inherits the father's legacy'. Artists have no qualifications to challenge drug lords, but the leader of a counterfeit banknote group does."

"So what is the first step for a son to inherit his father's legacy? Inherit the technology?"

"NO!"

"Because the U.S. government is promoting a new type of U.S. dollar bills, the previous technology is no longer available. If you want to expand your power, you need new technology, and updating technology requires talents. Where will the talents come from?"

"Since her father is a 'painter', there are naturally some old people who can be used, such as Wu Xin, who joined the organization in 1976, Hua Nu, who joined the organization in 1984, and Bo Zai and Si Zai who joined the organization in 1987. But,

These people can fight and kill, but not in technology, and Wu Xin is just an electrotype master who used to work for the old 'painter' to conquer the new version of the U.S. dollar... he doesn't have enough brains."

"In this case, a new person with strong professional skills and smart enough must join. So who is this new person?"

"Yes, it's Li Wen."

"Talking about Li Wen, here comes the question. Although there are many talented people in the world, such a great forger just happens to appear next door to Miss Wu? And he likes her so much? In order to get the favor of the goddess, he is willing to become a

thief?"

"Don't you think this is just right?"

"Let's put this question aside for a moment and let's take a look at the relationship diagram. Miss Wu Xiuqing is the helmsman of the 'Painter' Group, Hua Nu is the housekeeper, the fourth boy is in the transportation department, the security department in Bozai, Li Wen, Wu Xin electrotype printing,

If you think of it as a company, is there something missing?"

"That's right, it's the marketing department. Old customers need to maintain relationships, and new customers need to be explored and inspected. No matter how good and realistic your counterfeit banknotes are, they can't be cashed in quickly without promotion, right?"

"So, Li Wen's confession deliberately concealed the existence of a person, because this person is a big deal. If the HK police confirm his identity, they will make a big deal out of him."

Lin Yue gave up after saying this, put his right hand into his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. After finishing it, he lit it with a lighter and took a strong puff.

"I spent a lot of energy investigating this person. I flew from Canada to Hong Kong, and from Hong Kong to Eastern Europe, Cuba, Ireland, India... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, if you ask me to say what kind of housekeeper a Chinese woman is, this gentleman is the one who deserves it.

Director of Foreign Affairs."

Lin Yue looked at Wu Xiuqing's profile: "He is your former fiancé, the art dealer Luo Wen."

"Let's define Luo Wen's identity. He is not only an art dealer, but also a socialite in the celebrity circle. He also owns a trading company specializing in paints and drawing papers, and his business network covers North America, Southeast Asia and Europe."

"Only a well-known art dealer who is in the celebrity circle can use his own channels and resources to quickly make a painter famous. This is the celebrity effect, or the traffic effect. As long as the quality of the work is decent and the publicity and promotion can keep up, 'Ruan

It shouldn't be a problem for the name Wen' to become popular, not to mention... you can also launder money by buying paintings. Whether it is through the accounts of several European companies or old customers, in short, every painting exhibition can be sold out, and the quotation is also

As Ms. Wu became more and more famous, the dirty money earned by the "old painter" from making counterfeit banknotes was also laundered and transferred to the personal accounts of Ms. Wu and Luo Wen. As long as there is a wedding ceremony later, the money still belongs to the "painter"

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"It is precisely because Luo Wen is an art dealer that he has the opportunity to find the fake genius Mr. Li Wen among the many painters who have contacted him, and has the opportunity to introduce him to Miss Wu, or create a surprising encounter

.When a weak, poor boy with low self-esteem meets a literary goddess who stands at the pinnacle of the industry, what kind of strong desire will burst out in his heart?"

"I once met a tea girl. She would always share her beautiful photos, life experiences, and chicken soup for the soul to highlight her kindness, gentleness, virtuousness and cuteness. Then she would communicate with me for a period of time to cultivate feelings, and wait until the time is right.

, she would tell me that her mother's or father's business encountered problems. Maybe her grandfather passed away and left a tea house. It was written in the will that the tea house would be left to whomever among the children sold the most tea within a one-month period.

Then post some photos of the hard-working and simple mother or father, and finally ask me, my prospective boyfriend, to buy some tea to help her and her family. Do you think...should I donate generously without any hesitation, or should I tell her to get out?"

"A tea girl like this can use good tricks to deceive young people out of money, but what about a true goddess of literature and art? I think Mr. Li Wen, who can only make a living in a small workshop, would give up his life for her.

Bar."

"In this way, with Li Wen joining, the 'Painter' group has gained vitality, and the question I just talked about has also been answered - this is not a 'coincidence' at all, because it is all Luo Wen's arrangement."
Chapter completed!