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Volume 1 Chapter 785 What good luck

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    What Diane meant was to let Sandy, a local, lead the way, find several detective agencies and service companies, and entrust them to find the statue in the painting in various ways.

    Those professionals have many special skills in finding people and things, which is much better than running around the world on our own.

    Unexpectedly, Sandy took the portrait and only glanced at it twice before muttering in a low voice: "This thing looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere"

    "Really? What a coincidence?"

    Diane was suddenly pleasantly surprised and suddenly turned her head to look at Luo Chong.

    Luo Chong smiled and nodded, knowing in his heart that this was not just a coincidence, but that the luck accumulated over the past three days should show results.

    However, apart from the joy, there is also a bit of distress: How much luck does it take to get clues to the statue in one fell swoop?

    ¡®Luck is also a consumable product, it cannot be blessed with a fixed value and will never change.  Common people often say that luck has run out, and that¡¯s what it means.

    On the contrary, ¡®foujitaiilailai¡¯ means: if bad luck comes to an end, good luck will come naturally.

    Diane only has one good friend in Washington, Sandy, but it happens to be someone who has seen the statue before. How much good luck will be consumed by such an awesome coincidence?

    Therefore, Luo Chong felt a little distressed and muttered in his heart: Don't be like this, I will stay in Washington for three or four days anyway, and let me get clues in the last one or two days, what a savings.

    "Forget it, you"

    Paopao smiled and said: "Is it still possible to behave well after getting a bargain?"

    "No, I'm not being hypocritical." Luo Chong explained in his heart: "Save more good luck for me to find a suitable demon shop as soon as possible and buy thousands of souls and life energy. This is the most important thing.  I don¡¯t have too many expectations for what the Soul-Eating Devil said. Even if it takes several years to put the Soul-Eating Devil¡¯s sword together, it¡¯s not too unfair.¡±

    ¡°Okay, okay,¡± Paopao replied in a sweet voice, ¡°Okay, okay, I¡¯ve been spending a lot of time on shop space these days. I must find a shop like that for you. That¡¯s all right, right?¡±

    At the same time, Sandy was thinking hard about when and where he had seen this statue, and muttered in his thick lips: "It's been a long time, let me think about it"

    Diane just nodded vigorously, but would not bother her with any words.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The bubbles flew out, and a small spell was thrown on Sandy's head. Then she went back into the devil's eye and entered the shop space to continue her search mission.

    This is a small spiritual spell. It does not have much magical effect. It can only stimulate a person's spiritual potential within a certain period of time, making his attention particularly concentrated and his memory extremely clear.

    After more than ten seconds, Sandy raised his hand and pointed at Diane, shouting: "Ah, I remembered."

    Boom

    This black lady is quite unique. She kicked the accelerator hard, and the car suddenly jumped onto the road, scaring a passing car so much that it honked its horn.

    "Old York's Treasure House"

    Sandy didn't care about the driver's accusations and curses. He was busy changing gears and said, "Honey, have you heard of Old York?"

    ¡°Not only have I heard of it, but I have also seen it.¡±

    Dai An is also an expert in picking up side deals. He nodded and replied, "I went to his place once and had a very bad impression of him."

    ¡° Then he turned around and explained to Luo Chong that Old York was a black marketeer who specialized in purchasing stolen goods. He had a dark heart and was full of swear words.

    "The so-called treasure house is his personal collection of messy things, which he bought at low prices from thieves and robbers of all kinds, but which are not easy to resell.

    Anyway, the original price itself was very cheap, and due to his personal hobbies, Old York was not in a hurry to deal with them. He just kept them in his storage room. When regular customers came, he took them in for a walk and boasted about them.  Later, if you encounter a suitable opportunity, you will make a huge profit.

    An old villain, if the statue is really in his hands, it would be too easy for Luo Chong to get it.  Again, how much good luck does this cost?

    Old York Grocery Store

    It¡¯s called that. It¡¯s a grocery store on the surface. If an acquaintance sells stolen goods, the middle-aged bald clerk will let you enter the counter and go through the back door to the second floor, where Old York¡¯s office and storage room are located.

    Sandy, who had long since retired, had not been here for some days, but the bald clerk still recognized her. He just asked casually, "Sandy, are you planning to go back to your old business again?", and then put Luo Chong and the others up.  .

    "This kind of person has a sharp eye. He can tell at a glance that Luo Chong and Dai An are definitely not police officers.

    The stairs behind the bar are quite narrow. Sandy muttered: "That guy Old York must be fat again. I don't even know. This oneCan the stairs be blocked by him"

    "Who is talking bad about me? My ears are very good"

    A thick voice came from above. It sounded like an old guy with a fat figure, a big beer belly, and probably a beard.

    Luo Chong didn't need Bubble's audio-visual connection, he had already pictured him in his mind.

    There are only three rooms upstairs. The first one is Old York's office, the middle is the bathroom, and then there is the so-called treasure room enclosed in the innermost part by a heavy iron door.

    The office area is not large. Opposite the door is a dark brown desk that looks a bit old. There is a flat fast food box stacked on it. There are still two pieces of pizza left in it, as well as some leftover food scattered everywhere.  , and then half a bottle of whiskey.

    Old York¡¯s appearance is similar to what Luo Chong imagined, except that he has no beard and his face is quite neat.

    "Who did I see?"

    Old York sat there with a big belly, looking at Sandy, and asked with a strange look: "How long has it been since you came to my place?"

    Snapped

    Sandy was too lazy to talk nonsense with such an old gangster. He slapped the portrait on the table and asked directly: "Do you still have this thing?"

    Old York looked at Diane lustfully at first, and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, you are a little thief girl from New York, but you seem to be getting younger and more beautiful."

    Then he stared at Luo Chong, looked up and down a few times, and asked: "Who is this kid?"

    "Buyer."

    Luo replied to him calmly. In fact, he had already connected with Bubble Audio-Visual, peered into his storage room, and searched for traces of the statue on several rows of shelves.

    Old York hummed in his throat, as if he was too fat to breathe. Then he looked down at the portrait and asked Sandy: "How long has it been since you came to my place?"

    "It's been more than three years."

    Sandy replied impatiently: "Stop talking about this, tell me quickly, is this thing here?"

    "sold"

    Old York laughed strangely: "It was sold half a year ago, but I know the details of the buyer."

    Sandy has dealt with him many times, how could he not understand what he means: he wants to know who bought it, and bring the money

    "How much?" Sandy asked in a low voice.

    "Five hundred"

    Old York slapped him.

    "It's just a piece of news, how dare you ask for five hundred?" Sandy glared.

    Old York took a look at Dai An and Luo Chong, and he could see immediately that they didn't care about this small amount of money at all. He was confident in his heart and replied lazily: "That's the amount."

    That way, whether you want to buy it or not, whether you want it or not.

    Sandy wanted to say something else, but Luo Chong had already started to pay.

    Swish, swish, swish

    Luo Chong took out five hundred dollars from his wallet and placed it on the table calmly. Then, he placed the remaining at least one thousand dollars on the other end of the table.

    Old York could understand what he meant, and suppressed the old scoundrel smile on his face. He looked at Luo Chong and nodded, opened the drawer, took out his reading glasses and put them on. He thought about it seriously, swish, swish, in a picture.  Several lines of relatively detailed information were written on the note, including name, nickname, address, and contact number.

    "Be careful, this guy is not easy to mess with."

    Old York pointed to his head: "He is a madman."

    "It's him?"

    Sandy picked up the note and looked at it for a few times, then said to Diane and Luo Chong: "I know this guy, yes, he is a lunatic."

    Luo Chong nodded, pushed all the two pieces of money on the table in front of Old York, stared into his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Forget about this, don't do anything you think is smart, otherwise"

    There is no need to say anything else.

    They had already left. Old York was still staring at the money in a daze. After a while, he shuddered, his face turned pale, and he murmured: "These are not human eyes"

    The eyes of the devil, in particular, have devoured the souls of thousands of people

    After walking out of the grocery store, Sandy was still complaining: "Diane, is your man a prodigal? Why do you have to give him so much money? Two hundred yuan at most, that old bastard will"

    His thick lips were very neat, and he spoke loudly. He got in the car, started the engine, and kept talking.

    However, it can be seen from her old car, which is 40% new, that her life is not very wealthy.  Luo Chong could guess that she was also taking advantage of others. Before she washed her hands of Jinpan, she must have paid a lot of money to live a stable and normal life.

    After receiving a quiet message from Luo Chong, Dai An took out a brand new check book from his handbag and wroteHe handed a number to Sandy who was driving, and said to her: "Dear, even if it is for those experiences, I will give you a compensation."

    "unnecessary"

    Sandy said this with a calm expression, and then glanced at the numbers on the check calmly

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    With a sudden brake, all the indifference turned into shock.

    "How much is this? Am I right?"

    She took the check and counted it carefully. There was one zero in front and five zeros in the back. That¡¯s five hundred thousand.

    "Half a million?"

    Sandy opened her mouth wide and asked at the top of her voice: "Diane, what are you doing?"

    "This young master is a billionaire, and it was for his money that I married such a kid."

    Diane first turned back and watched Luo Chong make such a joke, and then said to Sandy: "That statue is much more important than you can imagine, even if it is just a clue, it is worth this amount.  Take it, it¡¯s really nothing to us.¡±

    Sandy still did not take the check, but turned around, stared at Luo Chong and asked: "Mr. Devil, who are you?"

    "Sandy, if this money can bring you a surprise"

    Luo Chong said slowly: "This will save me a lot of good luck. For me, this is a very cost-effective deal."

    ??Whether this is the case, Luo Chong doesn't know. He just intuitively believes that there must be a certain degree of fairness in the laws of fate. There are rules in it, but it is difficult for you to understand it.

    Even if this is not the case, as Diane¡¯s friend, her contribution has saved us so much time and energy. It is only half a million US dollars, which is really not much.

    "I don't know what you're talking about."

    Sandy shook his head, but took the check and brought it to his mouth, kissed it, and then said cheerfully: "But since you are a rich man, if you don't want the money, I would be a fool. Diane, am I a fool?"

    "of course not."

    Diane smiled sweetly: "Who dares to say that our sisters are fools"
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