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Chapter 127 The King of Information

Hoover, father of the FBI.

Will, the God of the CIA.

Unlike Hoover, Passwell is very low-key. He rarely appears in front of the public. He spends most of his life in the office. However, his influence is no more than the once-high spirited one.

Hoover was able to gain so much power in today's era, mainly because he never involved in any circle of power. He worked only to protect the security of the U.S. national territorial security, so all factions would

Don't worry, let him hold the power of the CIA.

Paswell not only has a very high influence in the United States, but also has a status in international intelligence agencies and international terrorist organizations, just like Guan Gong's position in the hearts of young and dandy, and is simply a god-like existence.

But this person who is called the King of Intelligence also has information that he cannot get, that is Satan and Chen Fengxi!

Due to the stupidity of his subordinates, not only did the video of Chen Fengxi's interrogation disappear at that time, Passwell could only find out the whereabouts of Satan with half of his body.

The overwhelming information sent him the feedback only confirmed that Satan was Chinese.

China is a place for him to love and hate.

What he loves is that they never cause trouble to the United States, and what he hates is that the United States never knows whether they will cause trouble to themselves. From this point of view, the competition between the two countries in intelligence wars is equal.

"Sir, can I ask what happened?"

While Chen Fengxi was feeling uneasy about Paswell's appearance, Anne Jessica stood up with a tough bullet.

Her actions not only surprised Chen Fengxi, but also surprised Paswell.

"Col. Anne, do you know what you are talking about?"

Facing Paswell who was not angry and arrogant, Anne was so nervous that she bent her backbone, but unexpectedly, she still made a faint voice: "Sir, he came here to help me."

, so I want to know why you were catching him."

Paswell said coldly: "Do you think I need to explain to you?"

"No! But I want to know why you want to catch my partner!" Annie raised her head stubbornly and looked at Paswell with a lack of confidence.

"Since you want to know so much, come with me!" After staring for a moment, Passwell turned around and left.

Annie grabbed Chen Fengxi's arm in front of the two agents and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm implicating you."

Chen Fengxi, who was still a little nervous, couldn't help laughing when she heard this. When her boss wanted to catch her, Anne Jessica was still standing beside her without hesitation, and had to admit that this woman

Not an ordinary stupid, but he likes it!

Unexpectedly, Paswell, who came to capture Chen Fengxi, only drove his office vehicle.

Looking at the extended Lincoln, Chen Fengxi began to get confused.

"What, do you still need me to invite you into the car?" Passwell made an unhappy voice as he bent into the car.

The two hurriedly got into the car.

It's strange enough to drive only one car. The two bodyguards didn't sit in the back with them, which was even more strange. Chen Fengxi could basically conclude that Passwell wasn't really going to catch him.

.

Passwell had a poker face all the way, but it could be seen from the destination where the car was parked that things were indeed not as expected by Chen Fengxi.

The fort erected by the sea is also refreshing when the craftsmen's magical skills are amazing.

Under the leadership of Paswell, the two entered the hall of the world-class museum.

The most eye-catching one is Van Gogh's "Dune" and "The Woman Repairing Fishing on the Dunes" on the wall facing the gate. Chen Feng couldn't help but walk forward and look at it when he was sure it was Van Gogh's.

When the original was written, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Aren't these two paintings in Sir Oupman's hands? How come they are..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Fengxi was shocked by the "Picture of the Goddess of Luo River" that he saw when he tilted his head and the "Guanyin Holding Lotus Seed" placed next to it.

"How is this... possible!" Chen Fengxi walked up with an incredible look and looked at these two national treasures that should belong to China. After repeated confirmation, he was sure that this was the real product, but why did it appear here?

"The Goddess of the Luo River" should be at the Frell and Seckler Art Gallery, and "The Lotus Seed Guanyin" should be at the Boston Art Gallery. He has been to both places and has seen these two treasures there.

, He was also sure that the treasures he saw there were real. How could such priceless treasures come to Paswell's hands? The most important thing is, how did they appear in Cuba?

"There are many more!" Paswell pointed around casually and looked along his fingers. Chen Fengxi directly changed from shock to horror.

On the wall, on the ground, on the windowsill, and even on the gate are national treasures of various countries that should have stayed in the museum. To put it bluntly, everything in this room is the historical legend of human artistic civilization!

Chen Fengxi looked at Paswell with a blank look on his face: "What are you looking for me... what are you going to do?"

It is obviously impossible to bring Chen Fengxi to a place like this to show off.

But why did he let him see these things?

Paswell said expressionlessly: "Go and see if they are true or false."

Chen Fengxi, who was sure they were all genuine, couldn't help but doubt his own judgment when he heard this and hurriedly went to the front and looked at it again.

He cannot be sure of the treasures of other countries, but he can still recognize the national treasures of China.

Whether it is the "Zi Mother and Elephant Zun" in the late Shang Dynasty or the "Tiger Zun" in the early Western Zhou Dynasty, even the "Zi Zhi Bird Zun" in the Spring and Autumn Period, it is true!

The more I watched, the more incredible Chen Fengxi felt.

The more incredible it was, the more Chen Fengxi wanted to continue watching.

So much so that in the end he completely forgot where he was. Sometimes he was amazed and sometimes regretful, he became a cultural relics worker.

“Have you seen enough?”

It was not until Paswell's voice sounded behind him that Chen Fengxi walked out of the shock brought to him by these national treasures. He said with admiration: "I know many people who like to collect, and I personally like it too."

Collect, but no one can do this except you.”

"They are all fake!" Paswell said lukewarmly.

"What?" Chen Fengxi opened his eyes wide in amazement and said with a suspicion: "How is this possible? Although I am a medical student, I have studied art appreciation by myself. I dare not say that I can see it 100% accurately.

But it is impossible to be 100% wrong, right?”
Chapter completed!
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