The director Huang Yiran happened to take a day off by coincidence, but he actually appeared in the museum at night and was photographed by a hidden **.

The golden seal was dropped by him on the night of the 18th.

The video taken later was tampered with by unknown people, and the shot of him dropping the golden seal was erased.

I spent some time in the past few days before I restored it.”

Duan Yelin pointed to the part of the video screenshot, and the picture clearly captured Huang Yiran's face, including the time below, at 23:00 on the 18th.

"**Hidden? Did the Supervision Bureau secretly set it up?"

"Yes, these are all national treasure-level collections. The Supervision Bureau naturally needs to strictly prevent and control them. Speaking of this, on the 18th, the prosecutors on duty on the Supervision Bureau were nowhere to be found.

I think they have made careful plans long ago, and they are linked together. Now Huang Yiran has fled to France with the help of the group of foreigners who steal treasures, but there is no news about where he is."

Duan Yelin told Xia Jinshu all the information he had, and Major General Xia would make the decision.

Xia Jinshu did not ask Duan Yelin again, but looked through the information in front of him, his brows gradually tightened. There was insufficient information, and I am afraid that this time the task was a bit tricky.

At this moment, Xia Jinshu keenly heard someone approaching the door of his room.

"Someone is here."

Xia Jinshu reminded Duan Yelin.

He quickly found the wardrobe and hid in.

When Xia Jinshu checked in, he had completely checked the room and had no pinholes and other monitoring equipment.

Duan Yelin also handled the surveillance footage outside the door before entering Xia Jinshu's room, and no one knew his whereabouts.

At this time, Duan Yelin had already hid in the wardrobe in the bedroom.

Xia Jinshu then got up and came to the door. He did not find anyone through the cat's eyes.

But the door was knocked at this moment.

He frowned slightly, but in a fluent French voice.

“Who is Uiestce?”

Hearing the question, the other party quickly answered in the same fluent French.

“Eervice dechambre, sir room service.”

Xia Jinshu knew when he heard the sound.

So boring.

He opened the door.

As soon as I opened the door, a bouquet of roses popped out from the side. The blooming red rose was still a little dew, and it was beautiful and colorful.

Xia Jinshu just watched quietly, leaning against the door with his arms folded.

Seeing that the visitor was not moving, he said in Chinese with slim words.

"Lu Weiming, are you very idle?"

After being provoked, Lu Weiming then poked his head out of the door and asked in confusion. He felt that there was nothing he had exposed?

"How do you know it's me?"

Of course, Xia Jinshu could tell the sounds. Even though he used French, the tone of the sound could still be accurately identified. He focused on this item in the secret service team.

However, he looked at Lu Weiming with a deep look, and then he spoke with great heart.

"As soon as I opened the door, I smelled your unique slutty aura!"

""

Lu Weiming is so worried, where am I?

Is it a slut to spray some perfume? I call it artistic atmosphere! Art! Do you understand you!

Lu Weiming rolled his eyes at him. He did not have the same knowledge as a person who did not appreciate artistic vision.

Xia Jinshu raised his eyebrows, and when he looked at his eyes, he knew what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!