Please don't stick to Officer Qi [criminal investigation]

When Qi Lin came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw Shi Le sitting on the edge of his own bed, shaking his feet leisurely.

In order to save money, they only opened a double room, with one bed for Qi Lin and one bed for Shi Le.Shi Le leans against the window and he leans against the wall.

"What makes you so happy?" Qi Lin went to the window and poured himself a glass of water.

"Let's see where we're going to play in the afternoon." Shi Le lay on the bed without raising her head, leaving only Qi Lin's back view.

"Go to the swimming pool downstairs to lie down for a long time in the afternoon, that beach chair is nice." Qi Lin stroked his smooth chin, and then opened the curtains.

The window of their room was facing the swimming pool, and Qi Lin could see a cleaner cleaning the chair he sat in this morning.

"No!" Shi Le thumped the mattress with his fist, "It's hard to come out to play, how can you stay in the hotel every day? Besides, you traded your case for a month..."

Shi Le's voice gradually decreased.

Fortunately, Qi Lin didn't care too much.

"Then have you found out where you're going to play?" He poked his head over and aimed at Shi Le's phone screen.

On the screen of the mobile phone are travel notes made by other bloggers, and the blogger in the travel notes took a photo with a wax figure in his arms.

"This wax museum is nearby, why don't we go play in the afternoon? Just as you said the sun is so bright that it can't be exposed indoors."

"The wax figure is too boring, so I don't want to go." Qi Lin yawned, stretching his muscles and bones in front of the window, "It's better to lie downstairs and bask in the sun."

"If you don't go, you can't!" Shi Le said hard once, "I've already booked the ticket, if you don't go, give me the wasted ticket money."

He stretched out his hand to Qi Lin.Qi Lin shrugged and slapped Shi Le's hand.

"Then go, but you will definitely feel bored." Qi Lin promised.

Three hours later, Qingcheng Wax Museum.

When Qi Lin came back with orange juice, Shi Le was sitting on the sofa looking at his phone.

He held his mobile phone in one hand and potato chips in the other, stuffing them into his mouth non-stop, and he laughed.

Qi Lin felt that Shi Le's smile now resembled his aunt very much, referred to as aunt smile.

"I told you that this place is boring. If you don't believe me, I come here to play with my mobile phone now." Qi Lin threw the orange juice in front of Shi Le, wanting Shi Le to take it, but Shi Le lowered his head and took a sip from the paper cup .

"Hold it yourself." Qi Lin frowned, "What are you looking at? So energetic."

"Watching Korean dramas." Shi Le muttered with potato chips in his mouth, "The female lead is now inviting the male lead to eat instant noodles. It's interesting."

Qi Lin usually doesn't watch Korean dramas, so he doesn't understand what's so interesting about this episode.

"Eating instant noodles means to have a further relationship with the other party. For example, if a girl invites a boy home to eat instant noodles, she just wants to have a different relationship with him." Shi Le explained to Qi Lin.

Although Shi Le explained it to Qi Lin, Qi Lin still couldn't understand where the fun was.

"Okay, stop playing. I promised to see the wax figure, but I came here to watch Korean dramas." Qi Lin said.

"Didn't we go and see it?" Shi Le's gaze never left the screen.

"There are five exhibition halls in total. Does seeing one count as seeing?" Qi Lin narrowed his eyes, took Shi Le's cell phone and put it in his backpack, then turned around and walked to the second exhibition hall.

"Hey! Senior!" Shi Le, whose phone was suddenly taken away, put down the potato chips and chased after Qi Lin.

……

In fact, Qi Lin didn't choose which exhibition hall to go to, he just chose one at random, and didn't realize it was "Greek Mythology" until he entered.

When he was still in college, he took Greek mythology as an elective, so he can not only read it by himself, but also help Shile explain some parts he can't understand.

"Here, that is the scene where Perseus assassinates Medusa. The man with the shield on the left is Perseus, the child of Zeus. The woman with snakes on her head on the right is Medusa."

"I've heard the story that Medusa will turn people into stone statues just by looking at them." Shi Le said, "But why did Perseus kill Medusa?"

"Because he needs Medusa's head to defeat the enemy."

"Is Medusa a bad person?"

"It doesn't count," Qi Lin was overwhelmed by Shi Le's question, and he pondered for a while, "She is more like a weapon, a victim."

"Medusa is so pitiful," Shi Le stared at the wax figure in a daze, "Does a monster deserve to be killed?"

"She was not a monster before." Qi Lin corrected: "There are several versions of the legend of Medusa, but the most acceptable version is: she used to be a priest, but secretly met with Poseidon. After Seidon's wife Athena found out, Athena cursed Medusa, turning Medusa into an ugly Gorgon, as long as she looked at a man, the man would be turned into a stone statue, in order to punish her. "

"But Poseidon is also at fault, isn't he? Why only punish Medusa?" Shi Le was puzzled.

"This is the problem of mythology. Maybe people really thought so." Qi Lin frowned. "It sounds unfair, but the world is inherently unfair."

Shi Le was silent for a moment, turning her head to look at the wax figure of Medusa.

"This wax figure is really lifelike, just like a real person, much better than the wax figure in the previous venue."

"Of course, the wax figure in this venue was custom-made for us by the famous master Ivan Fitch." A staff member heard Shi Le's admiration and walked over.

Qi Lin had seen the introduction of Ivan Fitch on the news, this is a famous wax figure master in the West.

"Ah, it must be very expensive to transport it by air from the West." Shi Le looked around the venue. There are at least a few hundred wax figures in this venue, and it must be a huge sum of money to transport it by air from the West.

"That's not true. Mr. Ivan created it on the spot." The staff member said with a smile, "We specially invited Mr. Ivan to Qingcheng, and he made all these wax figures in his studio."

After finishing speaking, a blond man walked in from the back door. Qi Lin recognized it at a glance. It was Ivan.

Ivan looks different from the photos. He is more decadent than the photos, like a lonely artist.

A child followed behind him, and Qi Lin guessed that it might be Ivan's child.

It's just that the kid doesn't look like Ivan.

"Mr. Ivan, we are discussing you." The staff said to Ivan in Mandarin, "This gentleman appreciates your work very much."

"Thank you." Ivan thanked Shile in a jerky tone, and started talking to Shile in French again.

Shile is indeed of mixed Chinese and French descent.When Qi Lin was dealing with the files before, he saw Shi Le's files. His mother is French.

But Shi Le looked at Ivan in a daze, at a loss.

After Ivan finished speaking, Shi Le spoke slowly: "Well, sir, I don't understand French."

Ivan was stunned for a moment, casually thinking that he had mistaken his nationality, shook his head, and began to speak English with Shi Le.

Qi Lin could barely understand this time, and Ivan was probably talking to Shi Le about his views on wax figures.

However, Shi Le still shook her head and replied to Ivan in not-so-fluent English.

"I'm sorry sir, my English is not very good either."

"Aren't you a mixed race?" Qi Lin looked at Shi Le strangely.

Shi Le stared at her big innocent eyes with an aggrieved expression on her face, "I grew up in Qingcheng since I was a child, and I have never even been to France. And English is so difficult, how can I learn it well. I almost failed in the college entrance examination English." Passed."

Staring at the foreigner's appearance and saying that he failed English, Qi Lin fell into deep self-doubt.

Qi Lin: Are you serious?

Fortunately, Ivan didn't care. He smiled apologetically and switched to Mandarin to communicate with the two of them, "I just wanted to distance myself from you, but I didn't expect you to speak English or French. I'm sorry for my offense. "

"It's okay, I should learn a foreign language." Shi Le waved his hand, "But your works are really very realistic, just like real people, which is really admirable."

As he said that, Shi Le looked in the direction of the Medusa wax figure. The child who had just followed Ivan was stabbing at the Medusa statue with a sharp object.

Shi Le wanted to speak out to stop it, but it was too late, the child had already poked a hole in the wax figure.

Ivan also heard the movement behind him.He came back to his senses, smiled and didn't mean to blame at all, "It's okay, it's just a wax figure, I'll just make another one tomorrow."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to invite the child.

Seeing that the creator didn't care, Shi Le didn't have any reason to be nervous.He asked, "Is this child yours?"

"No, this child belongs to my assistant." Ivan patted the child's head, "Because the studio is boring, so I took him out for a couple of walks—seeing that you two seem to be interested in wax figures, do you want to go with me? Check out the studio?"

Shi Le readily agreed, and turned around to call Qi Lin, but found that Qi Lin was still staring at the wax figure.

Qi Lin's eyes darkened, as if he had discovered something.

"What's wrong?" Shi Le leaned forward and asked Qi Lin quietly.

"There seems to be something in the wax figure." After Qi Lin finished speaking, he went straight to the statue, looked inside through the small hole that was poked open, and saw something like the skin color of the wax figure.

A bad premonition arose in his mind.

"Hello, do you have a small hammer?" Shi Le also felt Qi Lin's nervousness.He asked Ivan.

Although he didn't know what happened, Ivan still cooperatively took out the hammer to Qi Lin.Qi Lin used a hammer to expand the small hole little by little until he saw a pale hand.

The skin of that hand is like a jade carving, crystal clear in the wax figure, as if you can see the direction of the bones.

This is a homicide.

Qi Lin instinctively wanted to take out his police card, but belatedly remembered that he did not have the authority to handle the case now.

"Shile, call the police." He put away the hammer and looked at Ivan quietly.

If this is his wax figure, then he is the prime suspect.