Sin Love Angel Chenxi Chapter

In the gallery, Angel was sitting in front of the canvas, dazed with an oil painting knife in one hand.

Behind Angel, three children were lying on the sofa, tilting their heads, as if they were studying what Angel was drawing.

Mo Fei came in with a black tea, and sat with three children to watch... On Angor's canvas, there were scattered, seemingly completely irrelevant shapes... Shapes, or elements,

"What is An An drawing," the twins asked Mo Xiao.

Behind the sofa, Mo Xiao shook his head while holding a biscuit.

"It's rare to see Angel paint this kind of painting." Emma also walked over.

"What kind of school is this?" Mo Xiao didn't understand at all, "Abstract school? Or some kind of avant-garde school?"

Mo Fei looked at it for a while, then suddenly smiled, shook his head, and poured out a cup of black tea for Angel, "Angel, take a rest."

Angel turned around, walked to the coffee table, and drank from a cup.

At this time, the phone rang.

Mo Fei saw that the caller ID was Oss, so he pressed the speakerphone, "Oss."

"Mo Fei, is Angel there?" Oss' voice came.

Angel held the teacup, "Have you sorted out the corpses?"

Hearing Angel's voice, Oss replied, "That's right, but Angel, Luo Lin's cell phone is still not found, and...the head of the other victim was not found either."

After Oss finished speaking, Angel's hand holding the cup to drink tea suddenly paused, glanced at the phone, and asked, "The head is missing?"

"Yeah!" Oss said helplessly, "So I can't confirm my identity for the time being... Oh, wait a minute."

Oss said, as if interrupted by someone, paused for a while, and then said, "Angel, the identity of the dead woman has been found out. Her name is Yao Qian. The identity was provided by the photographer."

Angel raised his eyebrows slightly, "What did the photographer say?"

"Oh, the photographer said that Yao Qian was his girlfriend of choice. Before Luo Lin disappeared, she actually disappeared too. After that, he received a text message with a picture of Yao Qian lying down, as if she had passed out. Text message The authorities demanded that when the police came to him, he confessed to the crime, otherwise Yao Qian would not have survived..."

"Oh..." Mo Xiao rubbed his chin, "No wonder he admitted that he didn't do it."

"What about... the head?" Angel asked Oss.

"I haven't found it yet. I asked the police dog team to bring the police dogs here. I wonder if it was buried by Luo Lin." Oss said, "I asked Luo Lin's manager, and he said that Luo Lin has an extreme personality. Especially when she loses her temper, but I never imagined that she would do such an extreme thing."

Angel did not make a sound after listening. After thinking for a while, he asked Oss, "Is that manager a man or a woman?"

"Uh..." Oss froze for a moment, then replied, "Men."

"Hmm." Angel uttered a syllable with unknown meaning, and looked back thoughtfully, looking at the picture he had just drawn.

"Angel?" After all, Oss knew a certain amount about Angel. Hearing his tone of voice, he felt that he might have some objections, so he asked, "Is there any problem?"

Angel didn't speak, but tapped his chin lightly, "Yeah."

At this time, it seemed that someone called Oss. Before hanging up the phone, Oss said, "Angel, I'll go to work first. If you find anything, call me again. I will tell them not to close the case so quickly."

After that, I hung up the phone.

Angel put his hands behind his back and wandered into the yard.

Upstairs, Mo Qin came down, seeing that everyone was looking at Angel in the yard, he was a little puzzled, and asked Mo Fei, "How about the case?"

"Hmm..." Mo Fei said, "There may be variables."

"Variation?" Mo Qin poured a cup of black tea, looked up, and saw the picture painted by Angel.

After looking at the painting for a long time, Mo Qin frowned, "Genius!"

Shen Juan also nodded at the side.

Mo Xiao was at a loss, "How to appreciate this kind of painting?"

At this time, Angel came back, picked up the brush, and started painting again.

About half an hour later, Angel put down his brush and waved to Mo Fei, "Mo Fei, let's go find Oss."

Mo Fei nodded, picked up the car keys, and left with Angel.

Shen Juan said suddenly, "I want to go too."

Angel nodded, and Shen Jun followed.

Leaving everyone staring at each other.

Mo Xiao and the others looked at the painting left by Angel again, and saw that the scattered parts just now had been painted completely and turned into a complete portrait.

"It looks familiar." Mo Xiao rubbed his chin.

"It's Luo Lin." Jiu Yi said.

Mo Qin frowned and shook his head while watching, "Genius!"

Mo Xiao looked at Mo Qin dumbfounded, "Is it any different from his usual paintings?"

Mo Qin didn't seem to hear it, he shook his head and kept admiring.

At this moment, Mo Yi tugged at Mo Xiao's sleeve and said, "Brother, An An's two paintings are the same!"

Mo Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Mo Yi, "The same?"

"En!" Mo Yi nodded, "An'an drew ten small pieces for the first time, and the same ten small pieces for the second time, but the second time formed a complete portrait of a woman!"

"The first time he drew a complete portrait." Mo Qin smiled, "To be honest, I didn't really understand the concept of deconstruction before."

Mo Xiao blinked, "It looks very high-end."

"Actually, what is truth in this world?" Mo Qin suddenly sighed, "We follow the logic summed up by human beings for thousands of years, but this logic... who can prove that it must be correct? This world is not true. There is a god!"

Mo Xiao and the others looked at Mo Qin.

"Deconstructivism suspects the whole! This is the logic to be followed." Mo Qin seemed a little excited, "Breaking the worship of shapes, deconstructing the whole and turning it into elements! Just like people! Even if the parts are dismantled and reassembled , but man is still man! Man is an element, not a whole! An existence! Not any metaphysical theory! The basis for the existence of anything is their own existence, and nothing else."

Everyone opened their mouths and looked at Mo Qin who excitedly said that he wanted to collect the painting.

After a long time, Mo Xiao whispered to Mo Yi, "He speaks like Angel!"

Mo Yi also nodded, "An An looks more normal than him."

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Jiu Yi looked at Mo Qin admiring the painting with a little interest, turned his face, and asked Mo Yi, "Little friend, what is your IQ?"

Mo Yi blinked.

Mo Xiao hugged his younger brother and said triumphantly, "It's very tall!"

Jiu Yi nodded, "Sure enough."

Mo Yi scratched his head in embarrassment.

Oss told Angel the address, they are currently collecting evidence in the photographer's studio, so Mo Fei drove to the photographer's studio.

The studio is in a quiet high-end residential area.

Mo Fei drove into the community shaded by verdant greenery, and Angel looked around at the occasional houses with unique designs.

"Are these all residential areas?" Angel asked.

Shen Juan used the computer to check, and said, "This is a gathering area for innovative companies, and the companies here are basically engaged in art or creative industries."

"Do you understand clearly?" Angel asked.

"The Mo family has a large-scale real estate business." Shen Juan said.

Angel raised his eyebrows, "Real estate...that's a business without aesthetics."

Shen Jun smiled, and suddenly asked Angel curiously, "Angel, do you know how to invest?"

Angel shrugged indifferently, saying no.

"You should have a lot of money, do you want me to invest it for you?" Shen Jun asked, "The money will rot in the bank."

Angor raised his eyebrows, "The reason why money rots is because it's all put in the bank for investment. If you don't put it in the bank, there is no such thing as rotten."

Shen Jun couldn't laugh or cry, "Angel, I thought you hated technology, but I didn't expect you to hate finance."

Angor raised his eyebrows, "Finance is a bubble pinched by ugly desires. But it doesn't matter. For thousands of years, human beings have been controlled by a group of people who get something for nothing to control a group of hardworking people to support those who get something for nothing. This cycle, Fairness, justice and karma are used by those who get cheap to fool those who suffer."

Shen Juan almost snorted, and asked with great interest, "Then do you have any faith?"

Mo Fei shook his head with a smile. He had asked this question before, but Angor explained it for three days and nights, making him dizzy.

Angel touched his chin, "This is a question worth discussing. You are sure you have time. It will take about three days and three nights to explain."

Shen Juan was speechless, "What about philosophy?"

Angel raised his eyebrows, "Plato is a liar."

Shen Juan thought it was fun, "What about Nietzsche?"

"Well, at least he still knows how to doubt, he is taller than ordinary liars." Angel said, raising his eyebrows, "Tall is a mentally handicapped language just learned from Mo Xiao."

"Mentally handicapped language..." Shen Juan opened his mouth.

"It is to describe an indescribable feeling with a variety of words, and then take one word each to form a symbol, just like this." Angel typed XD on the phone, "If human beings This language was invented at the beginning, so the history may not be better, but at least it will be more interesting when reading history books!"

Shen Jun raised his forehead——It's so interesting!

At this time, Mo Fei parked the car at the door of the photographer's studio. The police car and the yellow cordon were there. Oss also ran out. When he saw Angel and the others, he waved.

After Mo Fei parked the car, he asked Angel, "Angel, is this case not over yet?"

Angel smiled and stroked Mo Fei's hair, "Not yet."

"But...the murderer is Luo Lin. She committed suicide after killing Yao Qian. It seems complete."

"It seems?" Angor raised the corner of his mouth, smiled, and looked at Mo Fei, "What do you think is incomplete?"

"It's what you said, the phone and the head can't be found." Mo Fei said.

Angel nodded and smiled.

Aussie came to open the door for Angel, "My lord, what instructions do you have?"

Angel asked him, "Oss, what is the first element of reasoning?"

Oss was taken aback, blinked, "Evidence?"

Angel looked at Shen Jun.

Shen Juan didn't quite understand and shook his head.

Angel got out of the car, and in the distance, the figure of a young man with long hair came into view.

"Is he the photographer?" Angel asked.

Oss nodded.

Angel walked forward, "I want to see the scene where he painted Luo Lin."

"Oh." Oss led the way.

Mo Fei walked side by side with Angel and asked, "What is the first element of reasoning?"

Angel glanced at the photographer standing at the door of the studio smoking a cigarette again, and replied lightly, "It's suspicion."