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- On a sunny afternoon, the departure hall of Tim Airport.
"It's here, send me a message." Ibrahimovic and Daisy hugged each other.
"Yeah." Daisy's condition was a bit poor, even wearing sunglasses, she couldn't hide her exhaustion.
Looking at the back of Hart and Daisy at the boarding gate, Ibrahimovic was full of emotion.
The two of them flew to Los Angeles Airport in a private plane, and their destination was a mansion in Beverly Hills.
In order to make Daisy's Hollywood dream come true as soon as possible, Hart chose Beverly Hills where celebrities gather. In addition, through his family relationship, he got in touch with Warner executives. It's time to join the crew.
The female supporting role of the monster kingdom with a billion investment.
Heysometimes we have to compromise on life and just hope this is the last time she does.
Thinking of this, Ibrahimovic took out his mobile phone, found Griffin's number, and dialed it.
After a while of ringing, the phone got through.
"She's gone," Ibrahimovic said.
"Really?" Griffin said.
"FK! What the hell did you do to her!"
"It has nothing to do with you. Hart is good, he will be nice to Daisy." After finishing speaking, the phone hung up.
Griffin was standing at the crossroads. The traffic lights had gone back and forth a dozen times, but he still stood there, motionless.
It wasn't until a light pink private jet pierced the sky and headed into the distance that he raised his hand and bowed to the plane, "I wish you happiness."
When the green light came on, he crossed the road, suddenly stopped and growled: "FK!"
buzz buzz
Ibrahimovic took out his cell phone, it was Adolf's call.
"Ibrahimovic, what are you doing? Are you free?"
"I saw you off at the airport, and now I'm gone. Is there a case?"
"It's good if you're free. I have something to ask you. Come to the police station." Adolf didn't answer directly.
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Ibrahimovic took a taxi for half an hour to Tim police station.
I haven't been here for a week, and everything is as usual, the police officers who come and go in a hurry, the prisoners who are blank and indifferent, and the citizens who are worried
Without needing anyone to lead the way, Ibrahimovic walked through the corridor casually, greeted the passing police one by one, and walked into the office of Chief Police Chief Tim.
"Come on! Sit down." Adolf laughed.
Generally speaking, Adolf smiled at him, usually nothing good.
Ibrahimovic looked at Adolf suspiciously, instead of sitting down, he leaned on the armrest of the sofa.
"In a blink of an eye, you will graduate from high school and go to college elsewhere. Uncle really misses you!"
"Uh-huh."
"I heard that you applied for Mutos University?"
"Uh-huh."
"As expected of Kahn's son, he has ambition! Even the world's number one university dares to try." Adolf said with emotion.
Every student who dares to enter the world's number one university is worthy of admiration, because the appallingly low enrollment rate of Mutos University is simply a nightmare for top students.
Xueba is a top existence in his own environment, but when it comes to a bigger stage, his advantages are not so obvious.
Mutos University, a world-class stage, the gap between candidates is actually not that big. After all, no matter how difficult the test questions are, they are made by people, and they are not out of the scope of people, and they are not out of the cage of knowledge.
In the case of a small gap in strength between the two, the enrollment rate is less than 10%. The actual elimination rate is more terrifying and cruel than the literal one.
"Always try."
Adolf smiled and sat back in the office chair. After a moment of silence, he took out a thick stack of documents from the drawer, "This is the case you have solved over the years, and I have filed it for you. If it is from other prestigious schools, these honors are enough for you You are exempted from entrance exams, but Mutos University cannot."
Ibrahimovic took out a relatively thick document, flipped through it twice and put it back, "Should it be useful?"
Adolf nodded, "A little bit! What you need most now is a strong letter of recommendation. The interview at Mutos University values ??the letter of recommendation the most."
"Can't you and auntie?"
"We are not from that circle."
"You can't do it, so who can help me?" Ibrahimovic said a little discouraged.
"Lian!"
"Bye-Bye¡¡"
"Haha! I'm just kidding, you two are real, you obviously haven't seen each other a few times, but you're so confusedIt's like having a grudge in your previous life. "
Ibrahimovic waved his hand, "Don't mention him. Uncle, there must be someone in your heart? Who is it?"
"A person who can talk to Felix."
"Wow!" Ibrahimovic was shocked, Felix is ??the principal of Mutos University!
"But before that, you have to do him a favor." Adolf patted the thick document.
"Solve the case! It's a trivial matter!"
"This case is not simple" Adolf said in a drawn-out tone.
"No case is easy for you." Ibrahimovic smiled inwardly, but he didn't show it on his face, but said sincerely: "Uncle, don't worry, I will do my best."
"Did you go to the party in Mermaid Harbor yesterday?"
Ibrahimovic nodded.
"Did you see Griffin?"
Ibrahimovic frowned slightly, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. "Not here."
"Not here" Adolf pondered for a moment, took out his mobile phone, took out a photo, and handed it to Ibrahimovic.
"Do you know this person?"
The person in the photo is a young man with well-cut short blond hair, and a strand of sea current half-covering his left eye. His eyes are deep and full of confidence, and there is always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people an approachable feeling. .
He sat casually on the high chair, but he couldn't hide the nobility of his gestures.
"Aristocrat? Who is he?" Ibrahimovic handed the phone back to Adolf, "Although I don't know him, he looks very familiar."
"This photo was taken ten years ago"
Boom!
A decadent figure flashed in Ibrahimovic's mind, but the man was lame with a left leg and missing a right arm, but when he thought about it carefully, he was very similar to the facial features of the person in the photo.
"Matthew?"
"Hmm." Adolf sighed, "It's unbelievable that the true identity of a refugee is actually a nobleman."
"I didn't expect Matthew to be so handsome when he was young." Ibrahimovic thought for a while and said: "Although the power of the nobles in the empire is not as good as before, it is too exaggerated for a noble to degenerate into a refugee."
"He's missing."
"Missing? Matthew often goes to the sewer to search for treasures. It is normal for him to be missing for two or three days."
"How long has it been since you saw him?"
"Seven or eight days."
"I can tell you very clearly that he is missing." Adolf pressed on the table, and a holographic projection appeared on the table.
This is a surveillance outside a highway supermarket. The picture is a bit crooked, but the definition is very high.
? On July 11, three days ago, at 20:25 in the middle of the night.
In the picture, a man with gray temples and missing half of an ear got out of a black car. The man was smoking a cigarette under the street lamp, and took out his mobile phone from time to time, as if he was checking the time.
At 20:35, a white car parked behind the black car, the driver's door opened, and a man wearing a baseball cap, a mask, and a leather jacket got out of the car.
This figure, this walking posture, Griffin? !
Griffin came to the half-eared man, as if borrowing fire.
The half-eared man handed Griffin a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. After Griffin took off his mask, lit a cigarette, he took out a thick envelope from his arms and handed it to the half-eared man.
At this time, a car came from the opposite side, covering the two of them in dazzling light. The light not only turned the two of them white, but also illuminated the dark interior of the carriage.
There seemed to be a person sitting in the back seat of the black car. The picture suddenly stopped, the camera continued to move forward, and slowly zoomed in. The person in the back seat of the black car gradually became clear, and a man with a beard occupied the entire picture. It was Matthew!
The surveillance screen is gone here, but a strange mystery remains.
Why did Griffin, the son of the earl, get mixed up with the exile Matthew?
And who is that half-eared man.
After watching the surveillance, Ibrahimovic was silent for a moment, and said, "Although it is strange that Griffin and Matthew are mixed together, this does not mean that Matthew is missing."
Adolf didn't explain right away, but slid the buttons on the table leisurely.
The surveillance video disappeared and was replaced by a half-length selfie.
The red-haired beauty is wearing a red bra, beautiful and straight. The flaming red lips exhaled thick white smoke, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, but there was no smile at all in her bright eyes. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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