Chapter 1119 Hell Paintings (Part 2)
Campbell, who had returned to the Bronte Museum to see the situation, immediately left the basement, closed the iron door again, covered the entrance with a bookcase, then returned to the bedroom upstairs, changed into a casual service, and put on some makeup on his face, making himself look like a casual man who could be seen everywhere on Florence Street.
After disguising himself, Campbell immediately left the villa and left a note at the door, signaling the servants who came to clean the house to rest for a day. Then he came to the car not far from the villa, rented an ordinary bicycle, and drove towards the city.
It took about half an hour to enter the city. Just as he was about to cross the Arnold River from the bridge, a loud bang came from the other side of the river, and then he saw a ball of flame rising from the distance with the dust in the sky.
Many of the Italians around came from World War II. When the explosion sounded, they all instinctively lay on the ground, or found a place to hide, as if they were on the battlefield. Others who had never experienced the war looked at the dust and flames in the distance in a daze, completely shocked. Some brave and good people even ran towards the explosion at the moment when they came to their senses, hoping to see what was going on close-up, so as to serve as a topic of conversation after dinner.
Like most people around, Campbell was already shocked by the explosion in the distance. He stared blankly at the scene on the other side of the river. After a while, he came to his senses. He did not go up the bridge and cross the river again, but turned back, and his face turned extremely pale at this moment.
Campbell is like this because he discovered that the place where the explosion just now was the Bronte Museum. It is obvious that after Mr. Brontë discovered that the painting was stolen, he first started to destroy his museum to hide any traces of existence. Now Mr. Brontë has either changed his disguise or escaped from Florence. However, in any case, it is not a good thing for Campbell, because this means that he who steals the painting is likely to become the object of revenge for the remnants of the Nazis.
Although Campbell did not leave any traces at the Bronte Museum, every famous thief in the world had a very obvious mark on his theft method, which was like everyone's fingerprints were different. Most people may not be able to see anything from the marks on these techniques, but experienced people can find who the owner of the theft method is and then track down the identity of the thief.
Although Campbell is not the top thief, his unique theft method is much easier to identify than most art thieves. He does not think that his identity can be hidden for too long in the face of such a high degree of recognition, and does not think that his identity is capable of escaping the pursuit of the remnants of the Nazis after it is exposed.
"I want to find a place to shelter!" Campbell, who was extremely panicked, had a very clear mind at this moment. Countless choices flashed through his mind, and finally stayed at the choice he thought was the best. "Jews, yes, just look for Jews, and I can also get a huge bounty!"
I'm afraid no one in this world can compare to the Jews' hatred of Nazi remnants. As long as there is a little news about Nazi remnants outside, those Jews rushed over like mad dogs that smelled the fishy smell, and kept stinging until they bite their prey out.
Campbell, who made the decision, didn't think much about it, even the bicycle he rented was not allowed, and directly stopped a taxi and rushed to his villa. When he returned to the villa, he did not continue to hang up the disguised sunset pictures on other paintings, but instead put them back into the painting tube, took out some cash from the hidden safe in the villa, and stopped staying, left from the secret passage he dug, rushed directly to the dock, and left from the waterway with yesterday's speedboat.
Just as Campbell's yacht slid over the river in front of his villa, a huge explosion suddenly came from the river bank. He turned to look over and saw a flame rising from the location of his villa.
"So fast!" Campbell, who was vaguely guessing what was going on in his heart, had a little more gratitude on his face in panic, but soon became more awesome and terrified. The hand placed on the speedboat's acceleration handle involuntarily pushed forward. The already fast boat, which was already very fast, was more like flying on the river surface, and was transforming into a trace on the river and heading towards the distance.
The two bombings that happened in the morning were just a little more talked about for ordinary people in Florence and would not have any impact on their living conditions. However, for Florence Police Chief Buddy, these two bombings were related to his position. If not handled properly, this position that was almost ten years old would probably be lost.
The two explosions occurred in unusual places. One was the residence of a famous local travel writer, and the other was even more amazing. It was the largest private museum in Florence. Now one of these two places has been completely blown to pieces. Although the other can still preserve some wreckage due to the architectural structure and materials, all the collections in the museum may be doomed. Among these accidental collections include the works of the final Renaissance painters such as Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo, and Raphael. It is a huge matter to damage a master's work, let alone the works of more than a dozen masters.
From the beginning of the explosion until now, Director Buddy has received calls from no less than fifty senior officials, including the Prime Minister. These calls are required to solve the case within a time limit and give an explanation to the citizens. However, until now, after mobilizing all elite police officers in the market to search all clues at two explosion sites, the feedback they received was not satisfactory.
In the report submitted, there were detailed introductions on the models of explosives used for the explosion, the methods of laying explosives, etc., but there was no mention of who made the two explosions, but it only indicated that it might be done by soldiers, because the methods of laying bombs had many traces of the military.
The moment he learned that the army might get involved in these two explosions, Director Buddy felt that he might have been involved in a major event. Originally, he just thought that this was like most similar events in the past, which were tragedies created by the Sicilian families in order to compete for territory, but now the matter involving soldiers has become much more complicated and troublesome.
Just when Director Buddy was feeling a headache, his secretary knocked on the door, then opened a crack in the door, stuck his head out, and said to Director Buddy: "Director, there are two visitors outside who want to see you."
Director Buddy frowned and said coldly: "Now I don't have time, let them..."
"But they took the mayor's letter of introduction." The secretary did not retract his head, but continued.
"Mr. Mayor?" Director Buddy frowned. Although he was extremely reluctant to see these two visitors, the mayor helped him become the director. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was his benefactor, so he must meet the two people holding the mayor's letter of introduction.
"Please come in." Director Buddy put together the documents on the table and ordered.
Hearing the order, the secretary retreated, and then saw two middle-aged men wearing round felt hats and black suits, looking mysterious. One of them closed the door and stood at the door like a guard. The other middle-aged man walked to Director Buddy's desk, took off his hat and placed it on his chest, nodded to Director Buddy, and said, "My name is Abraham. I came to find you today, hoping that you can do me a favor."
The two visitors' actions when they came in were quite rude, which made Director Buddy feel disgusted, but when he heard the self-introduction of the visitor and saw the hexagram ring on the fingers of the visitor, the disgustion was forcibly pressed into his heart, without any exposure to the surface.
If a Jew dared to be so rude in front of him before World War II, Director Buddy would definitely let this person know what was going on. But after World War II, with the sympathy of countries around the world for the Jews' encounter in World War II, the Jews not only took the opportunity to fulfill their dream of restoring the country for thousands of years, but also took the opportunity to quickly support a large number of agents in the political and business circles of Europe and the United States with the amazing financial resources accumulated over thousands of years, and could already control the situation in the world. If you offend the Jews now, can you sit firmly, and maybe even your life may not be saved.
So when faced with two members of the Jewish secret organization, Director Buddy did not have any arrogant attitude at all. He quickly stood up, showed his most friendly smile, and asked, "What do you two want me to help?"
"We hope that you can hand over the two explosions at the Bronte Museum and Mr. McDie's villa to us for investigation." The middle-aged man at the table had long been used to people like Director Buddy, and did not show any abnormality for his flattering smile, and always said calmly.
"What? Do you want to take over these two explosions?" Director Buddy was still having a headache about the explosion. Now two people have come forward to say that they want to take over these two explosions, which makes him stunned.
"Is there any problem?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, then escaped from his arms and placed it on the table, saying, "This is a letter of introduction from your country's police minister."
Director Buddy did not pick up the letter to check it because there was no need. With these Jewish means, let alone the letter from the police minister, it would not be difficult to get the Prime Minister's introductory nature. Now, he has vaguely guessed who did the two explosions. What could make the Jews so concerned about must be related to the remnants of the Nazis.
Thinking of this, Director Buddy no longer had any objection in his mind. The matter involving the remnants of the Nazis was definitely not something that a local director like him could interfere. So he quickly took out a document form for entrusting investigation, signed the name, and handed it to the Jews in front of him along with the documents related to the two explosions at his desk.
(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!