"It's not easy for her to stay like this."

After leaving the city's art director's office, the bald captain couldn't help but complain to Chuck.

Although they all agreed to sign the check in the end, he didn't believe that such a contemptuous attitude was just now. I'm afraid it wouldn't be much better at ordinary times.

And the attitude of strong opposition and obstruction.

If it were any other boss, I'm afraid he would have been fired long ago.

She can be fine now.

It is indeed not easy.

"It's not easy to beat a worker! So I don't want to beat a worker!" Chuck said bluntly.

"..." The bald captain suddenly lost interest in discussing this topic with Chuck.

Because he is from the perspective of a worker.

It's completely different from Chuck's perspective.

Museum of Pop Art.

After the bald captain and Chuck came over, they looked at all kinds of weird things in the art gallery and asked the staff in disbelief: "Is this the so-called art? Do you like this?"

"It doesn't matter whether I like this garbage or not. What's important is that one of our curators likes it." The staff was very straightforward.

The bald captain looked directly at Chuck with a grin, his eyes signaling: "Look! Look! Look in the mirror! This is how you are in the eyes of others!"

"Where are the paintings of the deceased?"

"His death did not change the quality of the paintings, on the contrary, it degraded it." The staff continued to complain with expressionless expressions.

"Because people who like him will no longer pay for it, and the common sense that those who expect that collecting the works of dead people will inevitably increase in price has been shattered by him."

"Ha!" The bald captain laughed out loud, but soon realized that this was not good. After all, someone died in this case, and he was the police officer responsible for the investigation.

Can't laugh!

Be patient!

But seeing the staff and Chuck standing beside him, and listening to the staff's words that seemed to come from Chuck's mouth, it was really hard for him to endure it.

"Then why are you still preparing to hold a painting exhibition for him?" The bald captain asked with a distorted expression because he was holding back laughter: "Didn't the city not approve the $50,000 sponsorship fee for him?"

"Let me explain it to you." The staff explained calmly: "The reason why even garbage can be used as an art exhibition for the exhibition here is that there are two sources of funding.

One is the city’s financial allocation!

You shouldn't be surprised by the other one.

That is private sponsorship that cannot be avoided!”

"Are you saying that the art commissioner failed to use public money, but actually gave money privately to help the deceased realize his dream?" The bald captain was dumbfounded.

This is true love...

"Haha!" The staff member laughed: "Look at the location of our art museum! Look at the taste of our art museum!

Look at our art gallery staff!

Art specialists don’t have that kind of money!

The real sponsor is Elizabeth Hendrick!”

"Is that the rich man Hendrick?" The bald captain's face fell, and he looked at Chuck again. His eyes meant that it was really exciting to investigate the case with you.

Every time such a weird case happens, you can meet all kinds of big shots.

"It's her!" The staff member nodded: "She is our first private sponsor, the owner who really supports this popular art museum.

Comparing the little money allocated by the city with what she paid, the emphasis is just on participation."

"So without her and the city's funding, your pop art museum will cease to exist?" the bald captain thought thoughtfully.

"Detectives, there is no art without money!" The staff members smiled half-smilingly and frequently used wise words.

"You really don't know each other?" When the bald captain heard this, he couldn't help but look at Chuck: "Why do I feel that he is just another you?"

Detective Chuck was clearly on the sidelines and didn't say anything.

But I feel like I’ve said everything!

This staff member was like his mouth substitute, saying everything he wanted to say.

Especially this "no money, no art" is not exactly the same as what Chuck said just now that the real value of art lies in cleaning the knife, but it has the same purpose.

The bald captain thought this was amazing.

"Because anyone with eyes can see the same phenomenon, and anyone with wisdom will come to the same conclusion." Chuck said straightforwardly.

"..." The bald captain stopped laughing.

Well what does that mean?

Who is he if he doesn't see it?

blind?

Who is he if he does not reach such a conclusion?

Fool?

Originally, he wanted to watch a mirror talk show between Detective Chuck and the staff of the art museum, until the person being made fun of became him.

He immediately became bored and left quickly.

"Hey, does this Elizabeth Hendrick look familiar?" After leaving the Pop Art Museum, the bald captain suddenly came to his senses and racked his brains to recall.

"Jolene!" Chuck saved some hair for him and directly reported the answer.

"Yes!" The bald captain immediately stopped scratching his hair and his eyes lit up: "I'll tell you where I've seen this name before!

She is on the escort list that is like a who's who of the world!

And she is one of the few female billionaires!

It also sparked praise from the feminist and LGBTQ+ communities!

Call her a true fighter for freedom!

In the field of darts, which has existed since ancient times, for the first time, it is the first time that it is openly and side by side with men, and it is truly in control of its own power, blah blah blah."

Having said this, he looked at Chuck with a sarcastic look: "Before, you said that you were looking for someone to consult, so you might as well go to Qiao Lin. I didn't expect that we could actually be involved together."

"Are you weird?" Chuck looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's not surprising anymore, it's not surprising anymore." The bald captain shook his head repeatedly, showing the same relieved smile as Cao Thief.

"She can even do those things. Now it's completely normal to fund this kind of garbage and perverted art."

"Let's go! Go and meet this pervert in your eyes, the representative of freedom fighters in the eyes of a few people!" Chuck reminded.

"How about waiting?" the bald captain hesitated.

This is different from the madam from the old Qian family.

The Madam Madam was just showing off her face because of the income that was less than two million dollars a year.

For ordinary people, they are very rich, but it is easy for people to hate the rich.

But this is Party A’s father, the Madam Madam, a real billionaire!

Two million dollars is not enough for her pocket money, or to fund places like the Museum of Pop Art that provide exhibition opportunities for garbage.

The energy of the two is not at the same level at all!

Now it's just that she is involved, and she is not clearly involved in the case.

If possible, he would not want to see her now to avoid trouble.

"How about we go find Qiao Lin?" The bald captain said, feeling a little embarrassed under Chuck's gaze.

"Don't tell me, she is quite knowledgeable..."

"Don't you like listening to the staff of the art museum?" Chuck said expressionlessly: "Believe me, when you meet Elizabeth Hendrick, you will like listening to her even more!"

"Why?" The bald captain knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help but be curious: "Have you seen her?"

"You don't have to meet her." Chuck said bluntly: "You can tell by watching her behavior that she must have great opinions! It will definitely open your eyes!"

"..." The bald captain wanted to say that I would rather not have my eyes opened than to have my brains opened, but seeing Chuck like this, he had the nerve to refuse again.

He is the captain of the Los Angeles Homicide Squad.

It is necessary to face the perverted criminal behavior of these rich people.

You can’t be intimidated in front of Detective Chuck, right?

Using the police badge to clear the way, he found the female billionaire Elizabeth Hendrick. After introducing his business, he saw that the other party ignored him at all and only looked at Chuck.

That look made his heart tremble.

"Ms. Hendrick!" the bald captain reminded again: "The circumstances of the deceased at that time were like that. Don't you think it's appalling?"
To be continued...