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One thousand two hundred seventy-seventh chapter painter

Greece, Athens.

Gao Yang and the others all left Ukraine and left Downey alone in Kiev. Unless there was a successor, Downey would have to stay in Kiev until a reliable transportation line was established.

According to the address given by Yak, Gao Yang and Erin searched all the way and found a very historical house on a very ancient street.

The reason why Gao Yang took Erin with him everywhere was not because Erin was a woman, but because Erin could speak the most languages, especially in Europe. Although Greek is not a language that Erin is proficient in, basic communication is still possible, so Gao Yang could only bring Erin with him.

He looked up at the door number and Gao Yang whispered: "That's right, it's here."

Erin shrugged, “A shop?”

“Yes, it’s just a store.”

Troubled by the economic crisis, the situation in Greece is not good, and public security has also deteriorated greatly. Athens has also gotten rid of the same situation. As a tourist city, the double blow brought by economic deterioration and public security is simply fatal.

There are iron rolling gates on the outside, and the rolling gates look very new and seem to be newly installed. In the past, there were few rolling gates or iron railings in Athens stores, but since the Greek economy collapsed, selling rolling gates and iron railings may be the only hot business.

Gao Yang raised his hand and patted the rolling gate for a few times. After waiting for a while, there was no movement. He reached out to pat him for a few more times, and then he heard a woman inside saying something loudly.

Erin whispered, "She asked who it is."

"Tell her we are here to find someone."

After Erin said loudly, the sound of opening the door soon came from inside, and then someone pulled up the rolling gate from inside.

As the rolling gate was pulled up, a woman appeared in front of Gao Yang and the others. Her black hair and her thirties looked like she was in her home clothes, but she was dressed very well. Although there were traces of time on her face, she was very beautiful and looked very elegant.

Seeing Gao Yang and Erin, the woman inside nodded and said softly in English: "Please come in, Yak is waiting for you upstairs."

Gao Yang looked at it and saw sculptures in the store and oil paintings hanging on the walls.

It turned out to be a gallery rather than an ordinary store. This surprised Gao Yang, and Erin seemed very surprised. She couldn't help but say, "Is this a gallery?"

The woman smiled and said, "Yes, this is a gallery. There was a signature outside, but it was taken off after being smashed. It has not been reinstalled. I will introduce myself. My name is Christina Papulia, the owner of this store."

After Gao Yang and Erin shook hands with Christina one by one, Christina raised her hand to face the wall that most painted, and smiled and said, "I mainly sell neoclassical paintings, and sculptures are the same, mainly marble sculptures, but the style is also mainly neoclassical."

Gao Yang didn't know what neoclassical things happened, so he could only nod and said, "It's very good, I like it very much."

Christina smiled and whispered: "I'm sorry, you can only go back and visit carefully. I have to close the door now, and Yak is still waiting for you."

Gao Yang then realized that Christina did not pull the rolling gate to leave light for them to see the painting inside, so he hurriedly said, "Oh, please put the door down."

Christina lowered the rolling gate and smiled at the two of them, "Please come with me."

There was a staircase leading to the second floor, and Christina walked in front and led the two upstairs.

The first floor is a gallery, the second floor is a painting studio.

There were many easels for canvas placed in the studio. I sat alone in front of the window, watching the scene outside the window sprinkling paintbrushes on the canvas.

Seeing the person who was painting, Gao Yang understood why it was not Yake who picked them up, because Yake was busy and he was painting.

Hearing the footsteps, Yak said without looking back: "Are you here? Leonard is lying on the bed in the house. You can go in and see him directly, or watch me draw here."

Gao Yang said silly: "Yac, I don't know that you are still a painter!"

Yak said, "Do I have any hobbies to tell you?"

Seeing Ak's half-drawn words, Gao Yang couldn't help but say, "You can make a living by drawing, why do you still have to... Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

On the picture, Christina sat with her back facing the window with a smile on her face, smiling happily and sweetly, and what Yak was doing was to draw the view outside the window into the blank space.

Gao Yang didn't know how to distinguish the quality of a painting. His criterion was that if it was an oil painting, the more similar the painting, the better. Yake's paintings were the kind that looked very similar to the real scene, so Gao Yang thought Yake's paintings were very good.

Yak waved his hand and said, "Go to chat with Leonard, but I haven't seen me busy."

Gao Yang shrugged, and after turning around, he saw Christina pointing to the door on his left and laughing: "He's inside."

After nodding to Christina, Gao Yang reached out and knocked on the door, then pushed the door and entered.

No. 13 was lying on the bed. When he saw Gao Yang and Erin entering, he looked excited and said anxiously: "You are finally here, close the door, hurry up."

Erin closed the door from behind, Gao Yang walked to the bed at No. 13 and smiled, "Man, how do you feel?"

No. 13 said loudly with a haunted expression: "It's so bad! Really, I feel so bad!"

Gao Yang smiled and said, "I'm injured, of course I don't feel good."

No. 13 said excitedly: "No! I feel bad if I have to stay here! God, take me away quickly, take me away quickly."

Erin smiled and said, "It's so good here, it's so artistic."

No. 13 said with grief and anger: "Bah! Artistic atmosphere? Hell artistic atmosphere! They treat me as a model! It's okay if I can't move lying here and being painted by them, I can tolerate it! But I can't stand the scene that the two of them were so stingy that made people vomit! And what they said, are you deaf? Didn't you hear their conversations? Every day, two people say smearing love words in front of you, and they even attack you with words. They are too thin here, and where are the muscles too developed? In short, you can't stand the artistic beauty of human body!"

Gao Yang and Erin looked at each other, then Gao Yang shrugged and smiled at No. 13: "Artist, uh, how did Yake rescue you?"

No. 13 gasped in anger and said, "I don't know, I'll faint after calling you. When I wake up, I'm already in Abu Dhabi. I'll admit that if someone else goes, I'll die. But I know that I deserve to die! I'll die next time I won't let him save me even if I die. Did you hear it? Bastard!"

Yak shouted outside, "Shut up, I hear you ungrateful guy very clearly."

Gao Yang spread his hands helplessly, then smiled at No. 13 and said, "I have never seen you so excited. Man, you are free now, well, how are you recovering?"

No. 13 said with a depressed look: "Fortunately, I recovered well. Now I can get out of bed and I can also move slowly in a short period of time, but if I recover completely, it will be half a month at the fastest."

Gao Yang lowered his voice and pointed to the closed door: "She knows everything?"

No. 13 shook his head and whispered: "I don't know, that stupid woman is in love. After seeing me, she may have guessed something but refused to face reality. So she has been avoiding any opportunity to know Yake's identity. Humph, this silly woman who was dazed by love!"

Gao Yang sat down next to No. 13, then lowered his voice and said, "How is your sister? Do you think she is still alive?"

No. 13 shook his head and whispered helplessly: "I don't know, I have no way to judge, and I don't want to guess without evidence."

Gao Yang nodded, then whispered: "What do you think of Yak?"

After a long silence, No. 13 whispered: "A shameless and perverted bastard, but reliable, and very powerful. If you want him to be your intelligence officer, I can't think of a better candidate than him."

He knew the meaning of elegance when he heard the string sound. As soon as Gao Yang spoke, No. 13 knew what he meant, so he gave his own answer directly.

But after saying that, No. 13 said with a gloomy face: "But this guy is in love now. If you plan to let him work for you for a long time, become a full-time intelligence officer of Satan or take on other positions, I guess you will be disappointed. Besides, you paid him a lot of money to save me, and he now does not even have the reason for lack of money."

The Thirteenth considered all aspects, and Gao Yang had no questions. He really planned to formally recruit Ak, but it seemed that this might be very small.

Gao Yang spread his hands and said, "I won't talk about Yak anymore. Now I'll talk about things related to you. I'll remind you first, you have to be careful not to get too excited, especially if you don't have any drastic movements."

No. 13 took a deep breath and said, "I'm ready, you said."

Gao Yang said in a deep voice: "I found Suharitan, I know where he is, and I'm going to see him again soon."

The expression on No. 13's face was extremely excited, but he didn't move at all. Even his speech was as calm as ever. As a killer, No. 13's self-control ability is absolutely first-class.

"Where? When will I go to see him?"

"Austria, the St. Anton Ski Resort, should be there now, but I can see him no matter where he is."

No. 13 took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It's great, find a way, I'll go see him with you."
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