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Lin Zidan received Emma to his grandfather's house, and went back to the apartment to change into a set of clothes. It was almost 7 o'clock when he arrived at Eric's house.

In a hurry this time, Lin Zidan casually took a bottle of Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon dry red wine from his collection and carried it up.

When he arrived, the door was opened by a middle-aged butler in a black suit, saying that Eric was already waiting in the restaurant, so he took Lin Zidan directly through the long corridor and came to a large restaurant.

Eric was sitting in the main seat, sipping a glass of white wine.

"Come on, sit down, let them bake a lamb chop tonight, are you ok?" Eric said lazily.

"I also can."

Lin Zidan sat down politely, and immediately a waiter stepped forward and handed over a snow-white towel. When Lin Zidan stretched out his hand to take it, he realized that it was a sterilized hot towel.

After Lin Zidan finished wiping his hands, the waiter immediately handed him a dry towel. The next step was to help Lin Zidan put out cutlery and a glass of aperitif, but it was different from Eric's glass, because his glass was Red.

"This dry red paired with lamb chops is more appetizing." Eric pointed to the wine glass in front of Lin Zidan and explained.

"Well, I don't know much about drinking anyway." Lin Zidan said honestly.

"Let's serve!" Eric smiled slightly, and without saying much, he raised his head and said to the waiter beside him.

After a while, the waiter came up with two cooked salads.

Lin Zidan glanced at it. The plate was very nice, but it didn't have much weight, so he took it one bite at a time with confidence.

"Did you go to the police station today?" After taking two bites, he heard Eric on the opposite side speak.

"Yes, all three of my yachts had problems last night." Lin Zidan said while watching Eric's expression carefully.

"I know about this. The investigators happened to be the ones who helped me investigate the theft of oil paintings." Eric said calmly.

"Have you found the painting?"

Although Lin Zidan heard him say those paintings were fake, it was incredible that these people could steal paintings under Eric's nose.

"Let's not mention the painting now. Who do you think did it to you? He even used your yacht as a tool to steal my paintings." Eric looked at Lin Zidan meaningfully.

"You mean the lost oil painting was transported through my lost yacht?" Lin Zidan said in disbelief.

"Did I say lost?" Eric looked at him and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Then what do you mean?" Lin Zidan was a little puzzled.

"The yacht was originally following the big ship and wanted to respond, but it was discovered by our people, so it crashed into anger. In fact, there was another yacht at the time, which fled in the opposite direction.

I fled to New Rochelle, but unfortunately my people were lost. "Eric frowned.

"That means the painting is not lost, but the person who stole my yacht just deliberately created the illusion that I was involved? I was framed?"

"It's possible, because your yacht was abandoned directly at Pier 17, and your boat sank near there. Some people suspect that Danny committed suicide." Eric sneered and smiled.

"This is really a good strategy! No matter whether the painting is lost or not, breaking up the relationship between you and me is their main purpose!" Lin Zidan frowned and thought.

"Hmph~ maybe it's not just that. Originally, no one but me on the yacht knew the authenticity of the painting, but there was one exception, it had to be on board," Eric reminded.

"Or William? But what is he doing? To get revenge on us? But the death of old George has nothing to do with you and me. Even if he goes to investigate, he can't find us. Didn't he deliberately make enemies for himself?" Lin Zi Tan couldn't help but ask.

"So, a hundred-footed worm, it's dead but not stiff! William's heart is very deep, and he studied medicine in college. It is said that an anesthesiologist who specializes in learning is very accurate in grasping things."

Eric said this with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

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As soon as the two of them said this, the waiter came in and said that the lamb chops were ready, and asked Eric if he wanted to serve it.

Eric waved his hand, and saw the chef inside, dressed in snow, came out with a whole piece of roast lamb chops in his hand.

Seeing the two of them, he nodded slightly, and then used the special knife in his hand to skillfully cut the lamb chop onto the plate in the middle of the two. After a while, the waiter placed several kinds of dishes next to the big plate. Special dipping sauce.

"Try it, it's very special~" Eric said after the chef and waiter exited.

"Okay, thank you~" Lin Zidan said as he picked up a knife and fork to cut the lamb chops into smaller pieces, then forked it and dipped a sip of the dipping sauce that Eric pointed out to him. Almost vomited.

"I'm going, what kind of sauce is this?" Lin Zidan couldn't help but looked up and asked Eric while trying to swallow the lamb chops.

"How about mint-flavored dipping sauce? I was more ashamed than you when I first had it." Eric finished, grinning.

After that, the atmosphere of the conversation between the two became a little more relaxed. Eric said that the checkbook was real, but it was a pity that Eric would not sell him the painting he was going to take anyway.

"Have you seen William?" Lin Zidan changed to another cocktail sauce and BBQ sauce, but never dared to touch the mint-flavored one.

"No, that kid is very mysterious. I suspect that he is an autistic child. He rarely appears in the public eye, but there are many legends about him." Eric sneered.

"Oh? What legend?" Lin Zidan couldn't hide his curiosity.

"It stands to reason that you can ask your stepfather about these things, but I think your stepfather's secret is no less than William's." Eric finished~www.wuxiamtl.com~ looked at Lin Zidan with an eyebrow raised.

"Isn't he just smuggling alcohol and reselling guns and ammunition?" Lin Zidan said.

"Do you think this is all he has? You are too simple friend!" Eric said, raising his glass and touching Lin Zidan's red wine glass.

"What do you mean, and what I didn't find?" Lin Zidan asked curiously.

"What you've found is about Mike before and after his marriage to Amanda. His marriage to Amanda lasted for nearly 20 years. What he did in those 20 years, it is estimated that only himself and the Williams family know. "Eric smiled.

"So, he should have a lot of leverage in Amanda's hands?" Lin Zidan raised his eyebrows.

"More than a handle, Amanda may still hold all his economic lifelines, after all, he was just a poor boy with nothing at first.

It's not that easy to get out of such a family, not to mention that he can marry your mother freely and unrestrainedly, and the cooperation between him and Amanda may never stop, it's just a divorce on the surface. ' Eric reminded.

"Your lamb chops today are very good, mint flavored!" Lin Zidan didn't want to mention Li Manrui and Mike, and he didn't even want to hear Eric teasing about their marriage.

"Now that old George is dead, the only person who can contain the crazy Amanda is her William who doesn't have much contact with the outside world, but you also know that it is sometimes very scary for women to be crazy,

So I suggest that you still find someone to protect your mother and sister, the sooner the better! "After Eric finished speaking, he pushed the plate in front of him, picked up the white napkin on hand and pressed the corner of his mouth.

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