Believe me, my wife, all my private money is really here

Chapter 31 The door to the new world!

The calligraphy works displayed in front of everyone instantly caught everyone's attention.

Everyone's heartbeat trembled deeply with the appearance of this calligraphy work.

It can be seen that this calligraphy work is full of grandeur, unrestrained, swaying, and the tiger sees the eagle! !

Calligraphy lines are full of vitality, and the ink is dripping with thirsty pens. It is like hearing the change of drums and drums, and then suddenly stops! !

At the same time, everyone can deeply feel the thousands of melancholy in its wanton style! !

"Looking at this calligraphy work, I seem to have hallucinations, as if I have become a person who cares about the country and the people."

"I have a deep understanding of what it means to be humble and dare not forget to worry about the country!"

"That's right, this calligraphy is wild and unrestrained, which makes me proud, but it also has deep helplessness and compassion for all living beings."

"When I was learning this poem before, I always felt that this poem was a mouthful. At that time, I wished I could travel to the past and beat the author. Now I really understand how noble the author's character is."

"This calligraphy work is amazing! So the question is, who wrote this calligraphy work?"

……

The veterans talked a lot, and once again forgot about the private money.

And all the discussions point to a common point, that is, whose work is this wanton work.

Zhang Dada was also shocked, and even put away his awkward expression, and said to himself: "This calligraphy, should it be the work of some famous person?"

"General celebrities, even ordinary calligraphy lovers, will definitely sign their names when they create their works."

"Agreed, here in Wanda Plaza, there is an old man who makes a living by selling calligraphy. A pair of calligraphy costs ten yuan, and they will also stamp their seals after writing."

"So, since there is no seal on this work, I think the biggest possibility is that it's just practice."

……

The veterans were talking a lot, and someone soon gave a reasonable guess.

Zhang Dada's eyes lit up, he looked at Murong Wan'er, and asked, "Wan'er, do you usually practice these works?"

Murong Wan'er shook her head, with an embarrassing smile on her face, she said, "No... I don't usually write brush calligraphy, it's my husband who keeps it from practice."

what? !!
Everyone had incredulous expressions on their faces, and looked at Lin Fan one after another.

"No way, Lin Fan is so good at calligraphy?"

"In my eyes, Lin Fan's Dogecoin is just a jerk, and it's impossible for him to have real talents!"

"I feel the same way, but now I find myself being slapped in the face severely."

"This Dogecoin is handsome, and he also manages a company in a decent manner. He has poetry and books in his stomach, and is full of talent. No wonder he can win the national goddess."

"I'm heartbroken. If the flowers are stuck in cow dung, maybe I can feel a little more balanced, but if the flowers are stuck in the nourishment, I'm sad."

……

The way Zhang Dada looked at Lin Fan also changed.

And on his face, he could no longer conceive that kind of cheap and sloppy expression.

He swallowed his throat and said, "Mr. Lin, is there any clue of private money hidden in this poem?"

Lin Fan still didn't make a big face, but replied the other two words with a half-smile: "Guess?"

Zhang Da: "..."

Di Zhipeng narrowed his eyes, and said: "Mr. Lin Fan, I have a guess, but I'm not sure if it's right. Carrying out meticulous deduction and analysis is a necessary skill for detectives, but detectives don't do research after all, so everyone Most of the time we make guesses and then test our guesses further."

He didn't stop, but continued: "Everyone pay attention to this song "The Thatched House Is Broken by the Autumn Wind". From the poems, I didn't find any breakthrough point, so I can only decipher it from the calligraphy itself. Everyone, try to squint. Look at this work with your eyes!"

Everyone's heart moved, they all followed what Di Zhipeng said, and squinted their eyes to watch.

"Your mommy, I squinted, but I can't see anything."

"When I squinted just now, I vaguely saw a shape, but I couldn't see it again soon."

"Is there anything old iron can see? I really suspect that there is something wrong with my eyes."

"I can't see it either. Let's play with Detective Di."

……

In the live broadcast room, veterans complained one after another.

Di Zhipeng said without hesitation: "Everyone has not received special training, and it is normal to not be able to see, but there are other ways, that is, to extend the viewing distance, and ask our cameraman to cooperate and shoot at a distance from the work. "

The cameraman understood, stepped back to the door of the house, and started shooting.

Soon, the veterans in the live broadcast room started discussing excitedly again.

"I see, I see, there is indeed a mystery hidden in this work!"

"What did you see, don't be fooled by the old iron upstairs, I still can't see it."

"Everyone pays attention to the gaps in the characters, these gaps form a character!"

"I saw it! I saw it! It's the character for Bei in the north!"

……

Ji Qingyan's eyes lit up.

Can't help but open my eyes.

In the previous episodes of the program, their ace investigators had achieved fruitful results.

But now, they were ruthlessly crushed.

At the same time, she also opened the door to a new world.

This is called searching for private money. They were looking for private money at best! !

Murong Wan'er's watery eyes also shone with endless brilliance.

She was also full of curiosity, wondering what kind of private money Lin Fan had hidden and what was the reason for hiding the private money.

She tilted her head to look at Lin Fan, then looked at Di Zhipeng, and asked, "Detective Di, do you want to use the compass again?"

Di Zhipeng nodded and said, "Yes, judging from the private money that Mr. Lin Fan hid before, the clues he left behind are very accurate, as the saying goes, a slight difference is a thousand miles away, so we must try our best to be accurate. "

Murong Wan'er seemed to understand, and couldn't help but look at Lin Fan, and asked in a low voice and arrogantly: "Honey, are you hiding your private money like this just to make me think? Will you return it?" If you have other motives, hurry up and recruit them truthfully."

Lin Fan murmured in his heart that it was not good.

Although Murong Wan'er is the national goddess, but this girl is just a fool in the world.

Therefore, the other party will generally not doubt what you say.

Could it be that he suddenly became enlightened this time?

However, although Lin Fan was a little flustered in his heart, he was as steady as an old dog on the surface, and said: "Where is there any other motive, loving you is my only motive."

"Glib tongue, annoying..."

Murong Wan'er's face turned red involuntarily, but her heart was as sweet as eating honey.

Seeing this scene, the veterans also howled miserably.

It's all right if my goddess is snatched away, but in the end I still abuse the dog every day...

(End of this chapter)