Top Scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

As usual, Zhan Qinghuan ordered a glass of pure water, sat there and looked at Zhu Xie, without speaking first.

She really wanted to know what Zhu Xie was going to tell her.

Zhu Xie put on a "modesty" smile now, but Zhan Qinghuan felt that this person's eyes looked a little strange to others.

"Sorry Miss Tan, I made you feel unhappy."

Zhan Qinghuan chuckled: "Mr. Zhu is so passionate about charity. I should study it. How can I feel unhappy?"

Zhu Xie lowered his head and smiled, rubbing the ring on his left hand lightly with his hand under the table, and said: "To tell the truth, that painting was a painting that my aunt often looked at when she was alive, and it was stolen later. He said that the painting was unlucky, so he sent the painting to the museum, this time the exhibition organizer asked me if the painting could be auctioned, and I agreed."

Zhan Qinghuan felt something was wrong listening to the plot: "I don't quite understand what Mr. Zhu is doing."

Zhu Xie smiled and looked up at Zhan Qinghuan: "I don't really understand why Miss Tan is willing to pay such a high price for that painting."

Zhan Qinghuan's rhetoric was still the same as before: "It just suits my eyes, does this also have to be approved by Mr. Zhu?"

"That's not necessary, but I want to ask Miss Tan if she knows a woman named Yin Tao?"

Doubts appeared on Zhan Qinghuan's face.

But it was not because she didn't know Yin Tao, but because she was wondering why Zhu Xie would ask about Yin Tao's name.

Zhu looked obliquely at Zhan Qinghuan's expression, and before Zhan Qinghuan could answer, he immediately said, "I was the one who was abrupt, but she was someone my aunt... paid a lot of attention to when she was alive, and she also painted that painting. I'm curious about her...Maybe I'm thinking too much."

At this time, the waiter served a glass of water, Zhan Qinghuan took a sip, and sighed softly: "Let's not say whether I recognize you or not, do you hate your aunt?"

Zhan Qinghuan's expression is completely here to enlighten the mentally handicapped children.

When she was with Zhu Shuyun, she had never seen her family before. Zhu Shuyun was very possessive, and she didn't even want her to appear in front of her family. No matter where she went, she would hide her tightly.

"No, my aunt is very good to me, but I have never seen her smile. I always see her staring at a picture in a daze. I asked who my aunt was, and my aunt didn't tell me. Later I learned that the woman's name was Yin Tao, died many years ago to save my aunt."

Zhan Qinghuan looked at Zhu Xie, Zhu Xie seemed to be almost 30 years old at this age, she was called Zhu Shuyun and her aunt, so what generation was she?

Suddenly felt a little funny.

"I really don't want this painting to go far away from me, but 500 million is a bit too high for me."

Human Behavior Award.

Zhan Qinghuan simply didn't know how to complain about the mental circuit of this mentally handicapped young man.

"Will your aunt be happy if you do this? I don't think you have deep feelings for her, but you are just a little curious about that woman. Otherwise, why would you want to monopolize that painting?"

I even feel that 500 million is a lot.

The people of the Zhu family are all messed up to this point now?

Zhu Xie lowered his head slightly, as if his mind had been poked by Zhan Qinghuan's words, and he couldn't say another word.

"Mr. Zhu, since you think that 500 million is too much, I can apportion 1000 million to make up for your loss. The 500 million is your love. How about painting it for me?"

Zhan Qinghuan is actually very forthright when he speaks and does things, but Zhu Xie obviously hesitated when he heard the words.

How do you feel that he is at a loss...

Zhan Qinghuan said again: "Mr. Zhu, you also know that there is no need for me to do this at all. It is entirely because the painting suits my eyes that I am willing to pay the 1000 million. Your childish behavior has caused us all to lose money." Big pen, after all, you can’t have both in this world, right?”

In this way, Zhu Xie was successfully "brainwashed" by Zhan Qinghuan, and the two of them went to the backstage to find the staff for certification. Zhan Qinghuan gave 1000 million, and Zhu Xie gave 500 million plus a fraction.

After filling in the address, the staff said that the painting would be delivered within a week, and Zhan Qinghuan said thank you.

Although Zhu Xie's expression was a bit sad, he still smiled and shook hands with Zhan Qinghuan, saying that he was leaving the auction first.

Zhan Qinghuan said goodbye, looking at Zhu Xieli's back, her smile gradually faded.

She never thought that she would come to this plane again.

The same era as Zhu Shuyun, but decades later.

Thinking of this, Zhan Qinghuan couldn't help feeling a little suffocated.

She asked 808: "How do you explain this?"

808 smiled "hehe" and said, "I'm also a Phuket Duck. I just screened out tasks with a slightly lower difficulty. I'm just a poor 808, huh."

"If you were real, I would definitely make you cry." Zhan Qinghuan rolled her eyes at the air, and then walked into the auction site.

Huo Xian was already looking at her mobile phone from time to time, as if pinching the time, until Zhan Qinghuan sat next to her again, she leaned on the chair and looked at Zhan Qinghuan with a chuckle, and said, "You are quite good at pinching the time." Yes, why did you come from the backstage?"

Zhan Qinghuan approached Huo Xian and whispered: "I bought the painting in the end, 1000 million, and that person paid 500 million. He called me over because he couldn't afford the money."

Her face was still full of disgust, and Huo Xian also looked at her with some disgust: "Are you so keen on helping people clean up the mess?"

Zhan Qinghuan glared at Huo Xian lightly: "No way, look at him pitifully."

Her eyes were a bit coquettish, not resentful, but coquettish.

Huo Xian suddenly tilted her head to look at Zhan Qinghuan's side face. She was currently exhibiting an oil painting on the stand. The side face was reflected softly and beautifully by the light, her eyelashes were slightly raised, her nose was straight, and even her lips The arc of it is also just at the point that Huo Xian appreciates.

What's more, from the beginning, she didn't want to know this tenant at all, and now she is more and more interested in her. She even knew that she was a famous teacher, but she didn't choose the most common way.

What kind of manga does she draw?Huo Xian really wanted to see it.

Sure enough, everything was destroyed by curiosity, Huo Xian looked away and sighed softly.

She seemed to have slipped into it silently without the other party knowing.

Zhang Shiyi's painting was placed in the last auction. It was a fine brushwork landscape painting, lifelike and lifelike.

Anyway, he is a master, Huo Xian's eyes lit up slightly after seeing the painting.

At this time, Zhang Shiyi went to the stage to explain the painting, saying his intention of creating the painting and why he was willing to put it up for auction. After speaking, there was thunderous applause, and Zhan Qinghuan also applauded, with a faint smile on his lips. smile.

In the end, this painting was bought by a boss who had liked Master Zhang for a long time at a high price of 400 million. He was very excited when he took the photo, saying that he wanted to cherish Master Zhang's paintings.

There will be a banquet after the auction. Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian are really tired and ready to go home first.

Master Zhang was holding a glass of champagne in his hand and was chatting with the boss opposite him who bought his paintings. Zhan Qinghuan was not far away and was going to say goodbye to Zhang Shiyi with Huo Xian. Zhang Shiyi suddenly covered his chest, stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes, and fell to the ground in an instant.

The moment Zhang Shiyi fell to the ground, everyone around him looked at him, and the expressions on some people's faces changed from calm to shocked, and they took two steps back, looking Like a little scared.

The wine glass that Zhang Shiyi was holding in his hand also shattered as he fell, and the situation on the scene was a little messy for a moment. The boss standing opposite Zhang Shiyi yelled for an ambulance, and then squatted down Looking at Master Zhang who had died, his fingers trembled slightly and reached the tip of his nose.

Already out of breath.

But Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian rushed up immediately, looking at Zhang Shiyi who was lying dead on the ground, they were a little stunned.

Zhan Qinghuan lowered her body, looked at the shattered cups on the ground, and the champagne spilled around, and asked 808: Sudden death should not be possible, can you detect what kind of poison it is.

"Hold on."

Zhan Qinghuan stood up and looked around. They were all people who came to see the excitement. At the same time, a deputy curator surnamed Qi who had dinner with Zhang Shiyi and the others hurried over at the same time.

"Uncle Qi, can you ask the organizer to seal off all the entrances and exits of the venue first? If this situation gets out, it will definitely cause panic."

The deputy curator Qi obviously knew that the situation was very urgent, so he quickly called the security guard to guard the door, and then waited for the police and the doctor to arrive.

Zhang Shiyi died, and his death was inexplicable.

A group of people around him stood by and stared at each other, not knowing what to do. Some said they wanted to leave first, but were told that the venue had been blocked.

At this time, 808's voice sounded: "It's potassium cyanide."

The police came soon, because the deceased was a well-known calligraphy and painting master in China, and there were so many people in this painting exhibition and auction, it was very difficult to keep the news from leaking out.

Sure enough, not long after, the news that Zhang Shiyi was poisoned to death at the exhibition spread like wildfire. The boss who was closest to Zhang Shiyi at the time of the incident was taken over by the police for questioning. After entering the museum, a circle of police officers surrounded the outside, waiting for the next step.

An autopsy is still needed to make a specific judgment and infer the time when Zhang Shiyi ingested potassium cyanide.

At noon, Zhan Qinghuan and Huo Xian were also called to interrogate because they had dinner with Zhang Shiyi, but Zhan Qinghuan didn't seem to see Lu Minglian.

It was later that Zhan Qinghuan found out that Lu Minglian had left not long after the auction started.

I don't know why Zhan Qinghuan always has an intuition in her heart, she feels that something is wrong with Lu Minglian.

But there is no evidence for everything, these are just her speculations.

When she was taking notes, Zhan Qinghuan saw one of the policemen who had come to her house when she reported the crime, and the policeman obviously recognized her. He looked at Zhan Qinghuan with a serious expression: "Are you The reporter last time? What is the relationship between the deceased and you?"

"Mr. Zhang was my teacher of Gongbi painting when I was in college. This time I came to the art exhibition with my friends and I happened to meet. Mr. Zhang invited us to dinner together, and then we came to the auction together in the afternoon. My friend and I have been together. Auction After the end, my friend and I wanted to tell the teacher that we should leave first, but before we took two steps, we saw the teacher suddenly fell to the ground."

Zhan Qinghuan's narration was very concise, and she was standing far away from Zhang Shiyi when Zhang Shiyi was poisoned, and there were witnesses beside her.

She had reported the case because she suspected she had been poisoned before, but this time she directly killed her.

After the policeman conveyed the news to his superior, his superior was obviously very puzzled, why all the potassium cyanide?

And what is the connection between the two poisoned people?They are also painters, what kind of person did they provoke, and the other party wanted their lives?

Obviously the police would not believe in coincidences and the like, Huo Xian has been with Zhan Qinghuan all the time, and the timeline she narrated when she took the transcript was similar to that of Zhan Qinghuan, they could testify for each other, and Zhan Qinghuan Huan's every move has been witnessed by witnesses, and the suspicion can already be ruled out.

Zhang Shiyi's wife rushed over after hearing the news, and saw her husband, who was happily eating and drinking with friends in the morning, lying in the cold cubicle in the afternoon.

She wailed, her voice was mournful.

After seeing Zhan Qinghuan and some of Zhang Shiyi's former friends, they quickly comforted her and expressed their condolences.

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