Everything depends on the right time, right place and right people.

As soon as Zhuo Zhuo saw the Xiao Chou wood carving for the first time, he submitted an application to send the Xiao Chou wood carving to the Capital Museum for further study.

The curator did not know the inside story, but thought it complied with the regulations, so he approved the application.

The application was submitted and it was approved today.

Li Yuebai was stunned on the spot.

I originally wanted to fight a protracted war, but I didn't expect that others would give the things away right under my nose so soon?

Nominally, it was said to be sent to the Capital Museum, but in reality, as long as Zhuo Zhuo was involved in this matter, it was very likely to be secretly sent to some other place.

Li Yuebai stood up suddenly.

"I would like to ask, what is the transportation process of cultural relics?" Li Yuebai glanced at Zhuo Zhuo and said in a deep voice: "Can safety be guaranteed?"

"Safe?" The secretary was a little puzzled: "Mr. Gu is worried that the transportation process will be like that time..."

There was a small incident when the curator was transporting cultural relics last time, but the cultural relics were not lost. The secretary's first reaction was that kind of thing.

"Come here, Secretary, let me explain it to you." Zhuo Zhuo snorted coldly: "What he meant was that he was not confident that I could handle this matter alone."

"Oh, of course it's not handled by Expert Zhuo alone." The secretary replied hastily, "There is an established process, it's very safe."

According to the regulations, Zhuo Zhuo cannot open the safe alone and take out the ugly wood carving alone - because there is a possibility of substitution in the middle. Therefore, this process must be completed under the supervision of everyone.

"Mr. Gu, I don't know what your purpose is, but this time, you can't snatch the things from my hands in front of so many people. After all, even if you are a police officer, you have to act according to the rules, right?" Zhuo Zhuo smiled provocatively at Li Yuebai, then took off his white coat, and threw it to Xiaotian along with his mobile phone. Under the gaze of everyone, he walked towards the safe step by step.

Xiaotian was holding Zhuozhuo's white coat and cell phone, feeling a little overwhelmed. He was also afraid that Zhuozhuo would ask him for them later, so he had no choice but to follow Zhuozhuo like a little eunuch, holding the things and serving him.

Zhuo Zhuo walked to the safe, covered the password pad with his hand, and entered the password.

With a click, the safe opened.

Li Yuebai stared at Zhuo Zhuo intently.

Zhuo Zhuo reached in and took out the ugly little wood sculpture.

Li Yuebai saw it clearly. It was the ugly little wood carving in the photo. Its surface was rough and dirty. The craftsmanship was not very delicate. The color was gaudy and faded due to oxidation...

With so many eyes staring at him, it was impossible for Zhuo Zhuo to switch things up on the spot. He just held the ugly little wooden sculpture in his gloved hands in a show of force and even shook it at Li Yuebai in a provocative manner.

His red hair was dazzling, and without his white coat, he looked even more rebellious and frivolous, his eyes full of love for something. Li Yuebai couldn't tell for a moment whether he was controlled by a dormant body, or if he was really willing to risk his life for Gao Chengyu... or...

Then, in the blink of an eye, there was a slight thumping sound at the ground near Zhuo Zhuo's feet. Several small balls of unknown material fell on the clean tile floor and exploded.

Immediately, a cloud of white smoke rose up.

Smoke bomb!

And it is an upgraded high-strength model that has never been seen before!

The smoke was very thick and spread in an instant, obscuring Zhuo Zhuo's figure. Even his arrogant smile could not be seen. The surroundings were all white.

"Damn it!" Li Yuebai cursed angrily and rushed forward.

I didn't expect Zhuo Zhuo to be so brave. He really didn't leave me any way out this time. He actually used smoke bombs in front of so many people!

The sound of footsteps echoed in the smoke. It was him who was escaping during the chaos!

Li Yuebai couldn't see anything clearly, so he could only chase after the footsteps. He relied on his memory to avoid bumps and bumps, and finally caught up with the man at the door. He suddenly stretched his right hand forward, hooked it on the shoulder, and turned the man with a little force. At the same time, he tried his best to distinguish the sounds in the air. No, there was no sound of a blade attacking, nor the sound of a pistol being loaded. The other party had no weapons. This was the repair room, a key area of ​​the museum. Only the security team and Ye Qing, a police officer, were qualified to carry guns in and out. Zhuo Zhuo and his team were experts and could not carry weapons.

"Zhuo Zhuo, you are too impatient." Li Yuebai whispered, and at the same time pushed the man to the ground and pressed his knee against his chest.

I searched my body, but found nothing, no weapons, no cultural relics, nothing at all.

Where did he hide that ugly little wood sculpture?

It doesn't matter, as long as we catch him, we just need to interrogate him properly...

Li Yuebai grabbed the man's right hand, took out handcuffs and handcuffed him, and handcuffed the other end of the handcuffs to the door frame.

Amid the noisy footsteps, Li Yuebai heard the calm sound of a bullet being loaded from deep in the repair room.

It’s Ye Qing. Ye Qing is also under control.

The smoke gradually dissipated and everything became quiet.

"I caught him." Li Yuebai whispered.

He held the handcuffed man down so tightly that he couldn't move his hands.

"What a coincidence." Ye Qing's voice was a little helpless: "I caught it too."

"Huh?" Li Yuebai asked in a questioning voice.

I'm afraid everyone who heard this was also stunned.

There is no doubt that there is only one Zhuo Zhuo in this world.

Who is the person you handcuffed yourself?

Who did Ye Qing catch again?

Between the one in my hand and the one in Ye Qing's hand, one of them must be right, right?

After the smoke cleared, Li Yuebai took a deep breath and looked at the person he had handcuffed.

It’s Wang Wen, team leader Wang.

Wang Wen was tall and thin, with a gentle and elegant appearance. Now he was being pressed so roughly against the door that he was completely unable to resist for a moment. The shirt he was wearing was also torn. He looked surprised, his face was pale, and his breathing was rapid. The scene was indescribable.

Li Yuebai felt like a beast for a moment.

"Xiao Ye." He turned to Ye Qing and whispered, "The one you caught must be the real Zhuo Zhuo..."

for real……

Ye Qing was calmly stepping on a man, with the muzzle of the gun in his hand pointed at the man's forehead.

As for who that person is...

Oda curled up in fear, not daring to struggle, and allowed Ye Qing to step on him. He covered his face and dared not look directly at the muzzle of Ye Qing's gun.

...Still not Zhuo Zhuo!

"Fuck, where did Zhuo Zhuo escape to?" Li Yuebai roared irritably and punched the door frame hard.

This is what the angry and corrupt villains in movies usually look like.

After the smoke cleared, the experts and staff who reacted retreated one after another. The security team began to search for Zhuo Zhuo's whereabouts, but found nothing.

Naturally, the little ugly wood carving disappeared along with Zhuo Zhuo.

"Um..." Wang Wen coughed tiredly: "Mr. Gu, can you let me go first?"

He was so badly bullied by Li Yuebai that his voice became hoarse.

"Sorry." Li Yuebai nodded awkwardly and guiltily, and hurriedly looked for the handcuff key: "Right away."

It turned out that the key was not in his pocket at all.

"Sorry, I lost the key." Li Yuebai gritted his teeth and squeezed out such an awkward answer from between his teeth.

Ye Qing's situation was a little better, and he finally managed to move his boots off Xiaotian.

After this sudden incident, everyone left, and for a moment there were only four of them left in the repair room.

"Zhuo Zhuo escaped!" Li Yuebai let go of Wang Wen, stood up suddenly, and waved at Ye Qing: "Chase him!"

Ye Qing silently put away his gun and followed Li Yuebai out of the repair room.

"...that..." Wang Wen protested weakly, hoping that these two irresponsible bastards of the people's servants would remember that there was a pair of handcuffs waiting to be unlocked, but he was completely ignored.

Meanwhile, Damascus, Syria.

Damascus is an ancient city with a history of more than 4,000 years, located on the Mediterranean coast. It was once a paradise on earth with palaces and temples everywhere. The city was planted with roses, and poets from three continents left countless beautiful songs here.

But by this century, the city had long been destroyed by war.

The ground was devastated and scorched, but underground there was a different world.

The underground cave is dark and deep, yet magnificent, with Western-style domes and stairs everywhere... Countless fireflies are flying in the darkness, emitting a cold and dim light. There is a clear pool next to the stairs, and there seems to be gems flashing in the pool.

Walking up the stairs, you can see a wide platform with a round table carved from black marble on it. The table is so large that dozens of people can sit around it.

Now there is only one person sitting at the round table.

The man had pale skin, and the material of the clothes he was wearing was hard to tell. He had a delicate and well-defined face, long light grey hair, and a platinum-framed monocle on his left eye. There was nothing wrong with him. The only thing that was shocking was the bullet hole on his forehead that could not be healed.

On the table in front of him was a small flowerpot with a few thorns in it. Hanging on the sharp thorns were a few tiny skulls - they were too small, and were obviously children's skulls. They looked very fresh, with blood dripping from them.

A dozen men in black robes stood respectfully around the marble round table, but no one dared to sit down.

One of the men unfolded the parchment scroll in his hand, took a look, and spoke in a strange voice in a mixture of Romanian and English: "You majesty, the person you sent to get [JOKER] has not sent back any news yet."

"The process of obtaining [JOKER] is taking too long. After so many days, we still haven't succeeded. I doubt the ability of the executor..."

"It would be a shame if we couldn't get such a powerful dormant body like [JOKER]..."

"You majesty, your old subordinates in China are all human beings after all, and may not be loyal to you. Perhaps they have already had ulterior motives..." An aging voice raised a worried question.

"Perhaps they took JOKER and ran away and set up their own business."

The noisy and heated discussions filled the underground palace, creating an uneasy atmosphere.

The man with the monocle frowned and moved his fingers slightly.

One of the black-robed men was still saying "ineffective work", but the next second, he was choked.

A sharp thorn pierced his lips and tongue, and dirty black blood dripped down.

The black-robed men just froze there, not daring to scream, move, or struggle.

"Your concerns are beyond the scope of my authority." The man with the monocle sighed and said in Chinese.

There was a sudden silence at the table, and all the men in black robes were shocked.

Their current identities are all vampires.

Before becoming vampires, some of them were homeless, some were criminals, and some were working in high-risk professions... What they had in common was that they all died or were seriously injured in various accidents or fights, and then were possessed by dormant bodies and gained a second life.

The dormant entities that possessed them belonged to various ethnic groups, but none of them were as powerful and noble as Vlad III.

Therefore, they were naturally recruited by Vlad III and served him.

Vampires in novels, movies and TV dramas are always dark, cold and solitary. However, for vampires like them who changed their careers halfway and were used to gangs in their lives, they still need to find an organization and a backer.

Following Vlad III is the best choice.

Gao Chengyu did not intend to punish the subordinate who said the wrong thing for too long, and quickly took back the little spell.

The thorn, carrying with it disgusting, sticky blood, flew down from the lips and tongue that were pierced by it, drew an arc in the air, flew back into the flowerpot on the table, and stuck into the soil.

As a former business elite, Gao Chengyu knows better than anyone how to adapt to a new environment and a new identity, and knows better than anyone how to use his own abilities and special skills to achieve higher goals.

Vlad III's new identity was just a royal robe and a crown. What really determined success or failure was his manipulation of people's hearts.

He knew very well that under the current circumstances, it was impossible for his old subordinates in the country to betray him. They were deeply tempted by the prospect of eternal life of vampires and would only follow him more loyally and work for him.

"You majesty, could it be that Gu...Gu...something has stopped our plan?" Finally, one of the subordinates timidly expressed some valuable advice.

Are you interested in Xisha?

Gao Chengyu only felt a dull pain in his forehead.

After his resurrection, he did not rush to take action - Gu Xisha was not an easy opponent to deal with, and it would take a careful plan to capture him.

But now, there is no choice but to speed up the process. Gu Xisha did not sit still and wait for death, but has been attacking in a high-profile manner to disrupt his plan.

Could it be possible that [JOKER] will also be intercepted by Gu Xisha this time?

The more this happens, the more interesting it becomes.

If the opponent is not strong enough, there is no desire to step on him.

And people like Gu Xisha make me want to destroy him from the inside out, and tear all his dignity and personality apart.

Now it seems that we need to speed up the progress.