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Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

Chapter 859 - 402 The Whereabouts of the Oil Painting_2

Author: Rack running
updatedAt: 2025-09-22

So, he's not doing this out of kindness, but for mutual benefit."

Port said, "If Davo Gali isn't lying, this person named George is likely the mastermind behind the robbery.

We now have his photo and fingerprints, we should thoroughly investigate his identity.

Once we catch him, we can wipe out the entire gang of robbers.

We can also find the ten stolen paintings."

At this time, Little Black grinned with thick lips, showing his big white teeth, and said, "Guys, I've got the scoop on the paintings."

Seeing everyone looking at him, Little Black straightened his back and continued, "Previously, I've been asking around the black market about the stolen property from the Gray family.

This morning, I got another piece of news: someone is selling a painting called 'Rome', by an artist named Sivenson Pierger, who's also a famous master of the impressionist school.

Last year, this painting was auctioned off by the Getty Museum for 4 million US Dollars.

It's one of the ten paintings that was stolen this time."

This was unexpected news. Luke asked, "Who's the seller?"

"Jim, he runs an antique store called 'Strange House'."

Luke laughed, "Doesn't he also run a pawn shop?"

Little Black retorted, "Do you know him?"

Strange House Antiques Store.

A black Ford Explorer parked nearby, Luke sat in the car looking towards the antique store.

Previously, Luke accidentally obtained a vinyl record and wanted to sell it at a high price, he once inquired about its value at this antique store, and it was the owner Jim who received him.

Jim offered 400 thousand US Dollars, Luke felt it wasn't right, and didn't sell it, planning to take it to the Galis Auction House.

That night, a thief broke into the Luke family house, and that thief is now Luke's informant, Anlek Raul.

Anlek was severely punished by Luke and confessed that Jim had hired him to steal the vinyl record.

Luke found his old partner David, and David went straight to Jim's pawn shop, this industry has its fair share of shady business, David roughed him up, found an excuse to arrest him and took him to the police station.

Jim was sensible, after getting bailed out, he approached Luke to confess, and bought the vinyl record at a high price at the auction house, the premium was high, Luke made a small profit.

Seeing that he was so sensible, Luke didn't bother him again.

Unexpectedly, this guy started messing around with these shady dealings again.

Not far away, an old man with white hair wearing a suit was strolling along the roadside, holding a cane, followed by a young white man, presumably an assistant.

The white-haired old man glanced at the black Ford Explorer and leisurely walked into the Strange House Antiques Store.

The antique store covers quite a bit of ground, a young Latina girl stood at the entrance, warmly saying, "Gentlemen, what would you like, I can help you with introductions."

The white-haired old man didn't speak, circled around the antique shop, stopping by a wall adorned with paintings, "Is your boss here?"

"What do you want to see our boss for?" the Latina receptionist asked.

"I want to buy a few paintings by famous artists, I heard your boss has connections."

"What type of paintings are you looking for?"

The white-haired old man's eyebrows raised, his eyes widened, "Are you the boss?"

The Latina receptionist awkwardly left, shortly returning with a black man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a subtle smile on his face.

"Sir, what's your name?"

The white-haired old man said, "Friends call me old Vincent."

"Jim." The black man shook hands with Vincent, "Heard you want to buy paintings by famous artists?"

"Yes, heard from a friend that you have some masterpieces here."

"Pardon me asking, what's your friend's name?"

"It's a friend's friend, not convenient to say his name." Vincent showed an expression that implied you should understand.

"OK, what artist's paintings are you looking for?"

"I'm particularly fond of works by the early 20th-century master Sivenson Pierger."

Jim looked up and down at the white-haired old man, "I quite like the master's work as well, but the prices are rather steep."

"Do I look like someone who's short on money?" Vincent smiled, pointed at the paintings on the wall, "If your store only has these worthless paintings, then there's nothing good to see."

Jim nodded with a smile, "OK, I'll take you to see other paintings, genuine masterpieces."

Jim led the two towards the back door of the antique store, Jim looked at Vincent and the young man following him, "Sir, the gallery is small, it can't accommodate too many people."

Vincent told the white young man behind him, "Wait here."

"Okay, sir." The white man nodded, watching the two enter the back door of the antique store.

The back door of the antique store was a warehouse, Jim opened the door, the warehouse was a bit dark, Jim turned on the lights.

The warehouse was huge, the passage in the middle was only about a meter wide, Jim led Vincent further in, arriving at a glass countertop, beneath which was a photo album.

Jim took out the album, unfolded a page in front of Vincent.

Vincent picked up the album to look, pointed at a painting photo and said, "This painting should be 'Rome' by the impressionist master Sivenson Pierger, right."

"Yes."

"Is this painting in the shop?"

"This painting isn't cheap."

"If I wanted cheap ones, I wouldn't have come here."

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