Into a parallel world

"Light and shadow..." Qiao Ye lowered his eyes in thought, and asked for a while, "Could it be that the flashlight shone on it and changed the light source, clearly showing the shadows, and thus also showing the outlines of the things hidden in the painting?" ..."

After expressing his conjecture, Qiao Ye looked up and saw Shen Liming looking at him with admiration, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Your analysis is correct." Shen Liming approached "Wild Poppy", stroking the poppy with his slender fingers, "So I suggested to turn off the light and use a flashlight to shine on the painting alone. These are tempting The flowers started to move, and we were shocked at the time, and we couldn't believe such a surreal thing."

"So the materialism that has always been believed in was smashed?" Qiao Ye asked.

"When authority is questioned and beliefs are challenged, no one will remain indifferent. The only way to stop is to explore further and dig the matter to the bottom, then accept it and use it for ourselves. This is the quality of our investigation department." Shen Liming put a cigarette in his mouth In his mouth, he said proudly.

"Yes, how did you deal with it in the end?" It is absolutely impossible to put the real situation of this kind of thing on the public security network, and Qiao Ye really wants to hear their final handling.

"The deceased was a student of painting, from the oil painting department of A University." Shen Liming turned his head to look at Qiao Ye, and continued, "He was obsessed with Monet. During an exchange meeting with a friend, he said that he dreamed that he was in "" The boat in Sunrise·Impression resonated with Monet emotionally.

He has to imitate Monet's painting style every day, copying dozens of pictures a day, which is equivalent to being possessed.He was found dead at home because of the paintings placed in the exchange hall..."

"What's wrong with the painting?" Qiao Ye asked, gently stroking the hair of the jar, the jar in his arms seemed to be asleep, surprisingly quiet.

"Suddenly there was only a piece of paper left on the picture, and all the colors on it disappeared. It was the same phenomenon when we found the painting he kept at home." Shen Liming took a deep breath.

Qiao Ye pondered, "This is already a supernatural phenomenon."

"Yes, we had no clue at the time. Someone in the department suspected that the deceased was in a dream and refused to wake up, and the murderer was Monet."

"Monet?" Is this dead man the murderer?Qiao Ye would never believe such a thing.

Shen Liming expressed helplessness, "This is the first time we have come across this kind of thing. In the past, there were no unjust, false or wrongly decided cases with our ability, but this time, the higher authorities have been asking us to give an explanation, not only them, but also the general public. A flawless case.”

"So you just made up a death description at random?"

Shen Liming was silent, and asked Qiao Ye again if he could light a cigarette, and this time Qiao Ye agreed.

The man lit up a cigarette, took a deep breath, then exhaled the smoke as if relaxing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Our investigation department takes justice and rigor as our discipline. In this kind of society, you have to submit to the rules.”

Qiao Ye stopped talking. He had a deep understanding of this kind of thing. When Lu Fengluo abandoned him, didn't all the pressure be dumped on him like garbage? If his performance is average, he deserves to bear the shackles of immorality.

"If the murderer can't be found, we will submit it on the grounds that the deceased died suddenly in a dream."

"The real murderer, have you found out? If it is Monet, I won't believe it." How could people kill in the nineteenth century?

Shen Liming smiled, but it was just a mocking smile: "This case has passed like this, but this painting has not disappeared. I hang this painting here to remind myself that there are times when I fail and give in."

The corners of Qiao Ye's mouth curled up, and he said sincerely, "You are a good police officer, different from what I imagined."

Hearing this, Shen Liming raised his eyebrows in surprise, and jokingly said, "What kind of police officer do you think I am?"

"The whole body is greasy, the mouth is full of flattery, and the heart is full of blackness." The three man pointed out a dirty phenomenon.Qiao Ye looked at Shen Liming without hesitation, and then turned to look at the weird poppy.

Shen Liming looked at the young man in front of him, his child made him feel different for the first time, as if there was a faint light on this person, but as soon as darkness fell, the light on him would dispel the darkness that eats people.This kind of person is undoubtedly a special existence for him in the gray world.

After a while, Qiao Ye heard a chuckle from the person around him, and turned his head suspiciously. The other person patted his shoulder lightly, so lightly and cautiously.

"Now, I believe you are not the murderer, but can you tell me what you know? It should also be my fulfillment."

Hearing this, Qiao Ye hesitated for a moment, what?Shen Liming already knew that the supernatural existed in this world, but it was not a comprehensive suspicion. If Shen Liming was told that Taotie had survived from ancient times to the present, and that he was himself from another world, what would he do?

No one knew the consequences, so Qiao Ye chose to remain silent.

"Is there a problem?" Shen Liming asked softly, seeing that Qiao Ye didn't speak, so he said, "I don't want to embarrass you, it's four o'clock, I didn't expect that we could talk so much, why don't you stay for dinner?"

Shen Liming's retreat made Qiao Ye stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect this person to make concessions. On the way here, he thought that he would be tortured and used various psychological tactics, but the police officer's interrogation method made him feel unprecedented. , Even after the conversation, there is a tendency to be friends.

Qiao Ye hugged the cat, and just as he was about to speak, the jar in his arms opened its eyes and let out a cry. Qiao Ye looked down at the jar with round eyes, fondled the hairy head, and raised his head to politely reject Shen Liming. invitation.

"Well...then there is a chance next time." Shen Liming said regretfully, and went to the door to open the door for Qiao Ye in a gentlemanly manner, "I will ask Xiao Liu to take you back to school."

"Sorry, I can't live in the dormitory." Qiao Ye went out and said politely, "So there is no need to send it."

Shen Liming was surprised: "Look for a house to live in?"

Qiao Ye nodded, "The dormitory is too sad, so I'm going out to live."

"Have you found that house?" Shen Liming picked up his suit jacket and followed him out of the office.

"Not yet, I plan to find it today."

Shen Liming raised his eyebrows, "When was Xiao Liu looking for you?"

Qiao Ye: "Yes."

"I'm so sorry, why don't you just go to my place tonight." Shen Liming led Qiao Ye down the other side of the stairs.

"No need, I can do it myself." Qiao Ye walked down the stairs, ready to cover his nose, but unexpectedly they turned two turns and went straight to the first floor, without even the door to the second floor See you.Shen Liming obviously saw Qiao Ye's surprise, so he explained with a smile: "The slobs on the second floor smell terrible, so this staircase was built to save myself."