C547 Where Did the Scroll Go?
C547 Where Did the Scroll Go?
However, there was no signature or inscription on the scroll. It was just a lady carrying a flower hoe and an incense burner with 3 joss sticks stuck in it. That was why Lee Nanfang couldn't tell which master painted it in the history of China.
But regardless of who drew it, even if it was an unknown person, just this superb drawing technique was enough to make one laugh at both the ancient and the ancient painting stages.
"This is a good item, no matter how much you give me, I won't sell it. Just pass it on to me as a family heirloom, I'll pass it on to you for generations to come."
After making up his mind, Lee Nanfang carefully rolled up the scroll and wrapped it in the newspaper again. Lee Nanfang carefully rolled up the scroll and wrapped it again in the newspaper.
Lee Nanfang could come to the forest to pee, so naturally others could come too, whether they were men or women --
Do people who don't come here to pee need to walk carefully, as if there were mines in the grass?
And it was three people, walking towards him in the shape of a character.
Sensing that there was something wrong with his footsteps, Lee Nanfang thought of the strange scroll and immediately grabbed a branch. Like a leopard, he quietly climbed up the tree.
Three men slowly walked under the tree. One of them was Weir, who had been beaten up by Lian Mei.
After sniffing a few times, Weir dropped to one knee and brushed the grass with a branch.
The grass was still wet with Lee Nanfang's urine.
Weir was using his urine to prove whether or not he had been here and how long he had been gone.
The CIA agent was a professional. Weir had already seen the urine stains on the grass and rubbed it with his right thumb and forefinger, then put it under his nose and sniffed.
Lee Nanfang, who was hiding among the leaves like a leopard cat, felt that it would be best for him to use his tongue to lick a few times. That way, he would seem more professional.
"He's been gone ten minutes."
Weir stood up from the ground and asked a tall man, "Do you want to take his urine back, do a DND test, and lock him down completely, and send someone to follow him in the dark until we find Number One?"
Number one?
Number one again? Was it a drug produced by Helan Xiaoxin?
No.
Lee Nanfang secretly shook his head. He felt that the number one that Vail mentioned should be referring to this scroll.
The tall man shook his head. "Temporarily -- no need. I had already carefully watched the surveillance footage of the police station and didn't notice that he was in contact with Number One. "Hista, replay the recording and let Vail watch as well."
The man called Hista answered and took off his backpack. He leaned his back against a tree and took out a laptop from his backpack.
After turning it on, he pressed a few buttons on the keyboard and a player popped up.
Lee Nanfang, who was hiding on the tree, could easily see the video that he helped Sister Lian play.
Hista had copied this video from the police station's surveillance room. Before the tall man had entered the forest, he had carefully watched it twice and hadn't seen anything wrong with it.
From Lian Mei's appearance to her being stopped by two FBI agents and then being taken away by the Burmese police after she made a scene, the footage lasted only four minutes and thirty-one seconds.
"Hold on!"
Two minutes after the video played, the tall man spoke softly.
Hista immediately pressed the pause button.
The tall man pointed at Lee Nanfang on the screen and ordered, "Start from here. Four times slower, everyone, pay attention to this young man. "
According to his instructions, Hista, who played the video four times slower, pressed the pause button again after Lee Nanfang appeared. He fixed the video onto Sergei's face and enlarged the outline of his face.
After processing the ultra-high power pixels, one could see that Lee Nanfang's lips still had a beard that had not been shaved clean.
After confirming that he could close his eyes and see clearly, the tall man ordered the video to be played again. When Lee Nanfang reached out his hand to push the two of them and pulled Lian Mei behind him, he called for them to stop.
Then he started to retreat, slowing down four times from when Lee Nanfang appeared, carefully observing his every movement.
No matter how slow Hista tried to slow down Lee Nanfang's appearance, he couldn't see anything in Weir's right hand. The way he pushed people was purely out of instinct, not abnormal at all.
However, when Lee Nanfang pulled Lian Mei behind him, the item in Weir's hand turned into a rolled up newspaper.
The man was sure that what Weir had taken out of Lian Mei's bag before Lee Nanfang appeared was what they had urgently found.
Because he was absolutely sure that Number One was in Lian Mei's bag. When Lian Mei had boarded the plane in the United States, the suspect who stole Number One had slipped her into the bag the moment she walked into the gate.
At that time, Lian Mei had no idea.
The agents chasing the mystery man in the United States didn't know about it until they lost him and searched for him through the surveillance footage at the airport.
Then, they immediately tracked down Lian Mei and found out that she was going to take a flight to Burma. They quickly contacted the tall man who was working here and sent a surveillance video, ordering him to find Lian Mei and retrieve Number 1.
The tall man who had received the mission easily caught up to Lian Mei. However, due to his sensitive identity, it was inconvenient for him to show his face, so he sent the two of them.
Vail found the number one wrapped in the newspaper in Lian Mei's little bag.
He could have sworn to God that when he found Number 1 in Lian Mei's bag, he had opened the newspaper and read it. It was indeed a scroll.
But why did the scroll suddenly disappear and become a newspaper?
They all felt that the scroll had suddenly turned into a newspaper and could only be done by Lian Mei and Lee Nanfang.
It was impossible for Lian Mei.
If she really had the ability to "Greater Teleportation", then she wouldn't have been reduced to such a sorry state by the two of them.
Naturally, Lee Nanfang became the only suspect.
However, the Lee Nanfang in the video didn't do so, and he didn't seem to have a reason to do so. After all, he couldn't possibly recognize that thing and didn't know its value, so there was naturally no way to exchange it.
Then, how could that thing suddenly become a newspaper and disappear without a trace? Could it be as the legends said, that it had some sort of magic …
When he saw the tall man light a cigarette and hold his chin in his left hand in contemplation, Hista turned off the computer.
Weir took out his cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he didn't dare to light it, for fear of interrupting his superior's thoughts.
After smoking half a cigarette, the tall man threw up and stomped his right foot a few times. He raised his hand and made a retreating gesture. As he was about to turn around, Hista couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to find him under makeup and search his body forcefully?"
"No."
The tall man immediately rejected her. "Just now, it was a big commotion and it has already attracted the attention of others. If we act rashly without any confidence, we will definitely arouse the suspicion of others. This matter was only suitable to be done in secret. "Let's go."
Hista and Lafite didn't say anything else. They followed behind him and left the forest in a hurry.
After Lee Nanfang was sure they had left, he slowly slipped down from the tree.
It was clear to him that the tall man had not taken his urine to verify his true identity because he had been recorded in a surveillance video. With American influence in Burma, it was entirely possible to check him out through flights, stations, and other passenger information.
Luckily Lee Nanfang didn't have a bottom--no matter how resourceful the Americans were, they would at most be able to find out that he used to be in prison for his style and had worked as a duck in a dark field. He was a spy arranged by China's top anti-drug agency.
Now, Boss Lee's identity was a good citizen of China.
Of course, a good citizen who didn't do anything shameful wouldn't be afraid of being thoroughly investigated.
Lee Nanfang couldn't help but untie his pants and peed a bit, then started to worry that his sex life had been too frequent recently. Lee Nanfang walked out of the forest, worrying about whether or not he had prostatitis.
The black SUV beside the police station had already disappeared. It seemed like Vail and the others had no evidence. They were in a hurry to investigate Lee Nanfang's background.
"Sigh, where did you go?" Sigh, where did you go?
The female's voice that carried obvious dissatisfaction made Lee Nanfang frown and look back.
Lian Mei, carrying a small bag, quickly walked over. As she walked, she turned around to look at a few young men in fancy clothes.
They were all locals, and when they saw Lian Mei, who had the charm of a young married woman, standing under the license plate, they couldn't help but come over to strike up a conversation. This made her very scared, but just as she was about to go to the police station, she saw Lee Nanfang walk out.
"Didn't you say that you were going to pee?"
Lee Nanfang said lightly and looked coldly at the young men.
Still, Lian Mei was a compatriot in China after all. No matter how bad Lee Nanfang's impression of her was, he would not allow her to be bullied by foreigners while she was overseas.
Those who had killed before, when they looked at people with their sinister eyes, would release Evil Qi s that made people's hearts palpitate. The few local youths immediately felt uncomfortable, and looked at each other, then bitterly turned and left.
"You need so long to pee?"
Sister Lian reprimanded him unhappily.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Lee Nanfang rolled his eyes and cursed at the sky.
He suspected that with her way of doing things, how could she live so long?
"You — humph."
Sister Lian's expression changed. Just as she was about to flip out, she suddenly remembered that Lee Nanfang was the only one who could protect her before her companions arrived.
After figuring out her situation, Lian Mei forced out a smile and changed the topic: "Are you interested in going to the Gray Valley to play?"
"Is it really fun over there?"
The appearance of the tall man caused Lee Nanfang's plan to go to Rangoon to be temporarily put on hold. Even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't leave today, so it wouldn't be bad if he went to the Gray Valley to pass the time.
Besides, he might meet a kind-hearted person there and take him to Yangon.
"It's fun. The reason I came here from the United States is to go there. to find a car, to go with -- "
Lian Mei originally came here to wait for a friend, but who would have known that she would encounter trouble. Before her friend came, she didn't want to stay here for even a minute, so even though she didn't like Lee Nanfang, she still wanted to invite him to Gray Valley.
The security in Gray Valley was much better than here.
Just as she was about to invite Lee Nanfang, a look of joy appeared on her face as she waved her hand towards the north.
Lee Nanfang looked back and saw an open pickup truck rushing over from there.
There were three people in the car, and the first passenger was also a woman. She waved at them. It seemed like she had made an appointment with a friend.
"Why did you all only just arrive?"
Sister Lian complained as she ran up to him without even looking at Lee Nanfang.