Li Zhen asked in surprise: "Jun Bao, what do you want to do?"

Lu Junbao waved his hand and replied with a smile: "You don't have to wait for me for a small matter. If I don't come back after eating, you can go to the hospital and wait for me."

After taking two steps outside the door, he thought for a while, then turned back to Liu Ya and said, "Liu Ya, don't worry about your father's illness, it will be cured!"

Liu Ya thought Lu Junbao was comforting her, but she nodded gratefully. Only Zeng Guobao was moved!

Zeng Guobao understood that Xiao Luzi never spoke nonsense, and the tone of his words just now was very certain and sure. He had special abilities, but he had never seen him treat people. Could it be that he could still cure diseases?

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Naturally, Lu Junbao would not explain it clearly to them. After walking out of the restaurant, he walked a few steps on the side of the road. After thinking about it, he did not try to shrink his position. Instead, he stopped a taxi and told the driver to check it online.

The address you arrived at.

The driver said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. He started the car and drove forward for five or six hundred meters. Then he drove into a fork in the road and drove around for more than ten minutes before stopping on the side of the road.

He came down, pointed to the building next to him and said, "It's right here!"

Lu Junbao touched the change and paid the fare. After getting off the car, he looked up at the building. It was considered a relatively luxurious building in the county. The outer walls were all dark blue glass walls. It seemed to be about twenty stories high.

, there are five words "Xinyuan Hotel" on the top of the building.

This is the place, the address I found online is this name!

Lu Junbao calculated again, but still couldn't figure out anything about the painting, but he did know about the painter. The painter was an ordinary person, but the origin of the painting was unknown, and he couldn't detect its whereabouts.

Judging from this, Lu Junbao felt a little excited. The less it could be detected or calculated, the more likely it was that the thing was what he was looking for.

I tried my best to calm down my excitement, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly walked into the hotel.

There were about ten people in the hotel lobby. In addition to the two women in uniforms at the counter, there were three other guests checking in and chatting and laughing with the two women.

After Lu Junbao walked over, one of the women at the counter asked him: "Sir, do you need anything?"

This was spoken in standard Mandarin. Lu Junbao nodded, and then said: "I want to see the art exhibition..."

"Oh, it's on the third floor!"

The woman stretched her right hand to indicate the direction of the elevator, and Lu Junbao's answer was also in standard Mandarin. Without thinking, the two women knew that he was from outside. In various shops here, employees basically greet customers in Mandarin.

But almost all the guests speak local dialects. If they also speak Mandarin, they are undoubtedly outsiders.

Lu Junbao also politely replied "thank you" and then took the elevator to the third floor.

There are quite a few people staying and renting rooms in the hotel, but there are not many people viewing the paintings at the art exhibition on the third floor, in fact very few!

A 200-square-meter hall on the third floor has been reserved. There are painting shelves in it and there are about fifty or sixty paintings of various sizes hanging on the walls.
Chapter completed!