Chapter 871 A Significant Breakthrough


    Jude was gradually getting tired of exining everything repeatedly to the curator. Though it was no


    doubt her duty was to perfectly solve the case as soon as possible, it was quite unreasonable for the


    curator to keep ming Jude for everything.


    Seeing Jude was forced by the curator into a dilemma, Maximilian intervened and said, "Sir, I don''t


    think it is appropriate for you to be so aggressive towards our policewoman officer. She has promised


    that she would work on this case, and you''d better be grateful and patient for that."


    The curator turned to Maximilian with his teeth gritted and shouted, "And who the hell are you? I guess


    it is nothing to do with you, stranger!"


    The aggressive manner of him had sickened Maximilian and Jude and gradually drove them out of


    patience. Jude raised her head with a cold countenance in her eyes and answered, "Excuse me, he is


    my friend, Mr. curator. And since it seems that you''re not so satisfied with me working on this case, I


    guess I''d better hand it over to someone else whom you could trust."


    It was obvious that Jude''s words had panicked the curator. Anxiety and impulsiveness had previously


    possessed his mind, and now he finally realized that it was not a proper way to ask for help.


    He then bowed his head and apologized, "Please don''t, Miss. Jude. I apologize for being rude


    previously, and you have my trust in this case."


    Jude answered inly, "Very well, It seems that we have sessfully reached an agreement." Jude


    chose to forget about his perfectly awful attitude towards her and focus again on the theft case.


    "Oh, It''s so kind for you to ept my sincere apology, dear Miss. Jude. Besides," The curator said and


    half turned to Maximilian with a squint at him, "I''m wondering why you bring along this ordinary man


    with you here."


    "Excuse me, he is by no means an ordinary man. You can say that he is a professional I brought here


    for extra assistance, and trust me, he is even better than me at bringing this case to an end."


    Maximilian was a little surprised by the suddenpliment of Jude, and he chose to respond with


    silence. The curator then turned to Maximilian face-to-face in a close distance and looked at him


    critically up and down, thinking that maybe what Jude said was right.


    He then grinned and said to Maximilian in a ttering manner, "Oh, it''s so nice to have you here, dear


    mister. I''m sorry talking to you in that way before."


    "Save it. Just lead the way, and let''s get this shit done as soon as possible." Maximilian rolled his eyes


    and felt sick to speak with him anymore.


    Though the smiling was still hanging on the curator''s face, he was actually ignited by the attitude of


    Maximilian and sweared to himself that this guy must be driven out of his museum immediately once


    everything was done.


    Though Maximilian understood clearly what''s in the curator''s mind, he chose to ignore it and focus on


    his mission. Jude, holding Maximilian''s hand, led him to where the painting was gone, and Maximilian


    was wondering whether he could solve the case sessfully, since he was not an expert on this kind


    of affair.


    The first scene that came into his view was the professional security system, which urred to him


    that rarely would an ordinary theft ever have the chance to break through such solid defence and


    secretly take away the painting, unless he knew clearly about everything of the museum.


    Jude was still the same: the situation was extremely urgent, yet she could hardly get herself out of the


    dilemma. With her head lowered down, she sincerely wished that the man she brought here could help


    her out.


    Finally, she made up her mind and turned to Maximilian, "Any clue?"


    "Yes, and things are a littleplicated." Answered Maximilian inly, with his head bowed as if he


    was pondering something.


    "What? What do you mean by that?." Jude felt hope again to hear the words of Maximilian, while was


    also confused by his equivocal response.


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    "What I want to say is that," Maximilian slowly raised his head and answered, "enemy was not from the


    outside, but from the inside of this museum."


    "Bull shit! How could this even happen! Or are you saying that the case is due to my inability of


    management?" Hearing the words of Maximilian, the curator shouted angrily.


    Maximilian squinted at the curator and answered, "I''m just making reasonable assumptions, and I''m


    also now wondering what makes you over-react to that." His instinct was telling him that something was


    wrong with this curator.


    For Jude, she actually was curious about what made Maximilian believe so, since it was not quite


    understandable for her that someone working for the museum would ever steal things from the ce


    that he worked for.


    Maximilian, looking at the pondering face of Jude, said, "The security system here is exceptionally


    advanced, and I bet that even the most skilled thief in the world would sigh and head his way back


    seeing such all-rounded defence. So the question is: who can the one be if he could just break through


    such a security system and take away the painting without leaving any traits at the spot?"


    Hearing that, the curator burst intoughter and sneered, "Well, well, well. I appreciate your effort, while


    it''s a pity that we couldn''t ept such conclusion without any practical evidence. I suggest that you


    should leave this to the professionals and get the hell out of my ce!"


    "So, you''re not going to trust me, aren''t you? What if I really pick up the thief from your men?" Said


    Maximilian, smiling.


    The curator crossed his arms, curled his lips and said casually, "Suit yourself, ''Sherlock''."


    "But first, I need you to gather all your men here right now." Maximilian said, smiling as usual.