Код да Винчи

Chapter 4

           Donottouchanything.

           «Anyofthemreal?»Langdonasked,motioningtothecameras.Facheshookhishead.«Ofcoursenot.»Langdonwasnotsurprised.Videosurveillanceinmuseumsthissizewascost-prohibitiveandineffective.Withacresofgalleriestowatchover,theLouvrewouldrequireseveralhundredtechnicianssimplytomonitorthefeeds.Mostlargemuseumsnowused»containmentsecurity.»Forgetkeepingthievesout.Keepthemin.Containmentwasactivatedafterhours,andifanintruderremovedapieceofartwork,compartmentalizedexitswouldsealaroundthatgallery,andthethiefwouldfindhimselfbehindbarsevenbeforethepolicearrived.

           Thesoundofvoicesechoeddownthemarblecorridorupahead.Thenoiseseemedtobecomingfromalargerecessedalcovethatlayaheadontheright.Abrightlightspilledoutintothehallway.«Officeofthecurator,»thecaptainsaid.AsheandFachedrewnearerthealcove,Langdonpeereddownashorthallway,intoSaunière’sluxuriousstudywarmwood,OldMasterpaintings,andanenormousantiquedeskonwhichstoodatwo-foot-tallmodelofaknightinfullarmor.Ahandfulofpoliceagentsbustledabouttheroom,talkingonphonesandtakingnotes.OneofthemwasseatedatSaunière’sdesk,typingintoalaptop.Apparently,thecurator’sprivateofficehadbecomeDCPJ’smakeshiftcommandpostfortheevening.

           «Messieurs,»Fachecalledout,andthementurned.«Nenousdérangezpassousaucunprétexte.Entendu?»

           Everyoneinsidetheofficenoddedtheirunderstanding.

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