Doling man

Li Chengxia got out of the car, walked quickly to stop Cheng Huan and asked, "Please explain clearly, what is small? What is big?"

Cheng Huan ignored him and continued to move forward. Li Chengtian chased him and said, "It's small to be sad, but it's big to be happy." After walking a few more steps, he continued, "It's small to care, but great to be free."

Cheng Huan pushed him away, and Li Chengtian yelled at Cheng Huan's back: "Cheng Huan, you are the fucking leader, don't think you'll be fine if you just say you don't take responsibility, you...you think well!"

With a bitter face, Cheng Huan looked awkwardly at the people on the street who turned their heads to watch them, and said, "Look at your talent, who showed you the Qiong Yao drama, the drama is enough." After finishing speaking, he pretended I don't know, I entered Mouse Street.

Li Chengtian looked around, scratched his head in embarrassment, chased after him and shouted, "Wait for me."

Facing the address on the bill, they searched along the street, and after walking for about 15 minutes, they saw the art supply store called Jiangxin.

Just as Li Chengtian was about to enter, Cheng Huan stopped him and said, "Wait, don't go in yet."

"What's wrong?" Li Chengtian asked.

Cheng Huan said, "Look over there."

Li Chengtian followed the direction of Cheng Huan's finger and saw a small word "Art" written on the corner.Going a little further, you will see a framed painting shop with a colorful corridor signboard.

Li Chengtian said: "He buys tools here, and goes to the colorful corridor to install paintings, so the scope of his daily activities should be the studio in the corner."

Cheng Huan nodded and said, "Let's go in and have a look."

As soon as they turned a corner, they saw a big "Art" written on the huge black wall with a white brush.The path into the studio is paved with colorful and irregular bricks. Stepping on these bricks to enter the door, a statue of a male nude figure of equal proportions greets the eyes. colored paint.

Li Chengtian stared and frowned: "I really can't see what's so good about these things?"

Cheng Huan said: "The prototype of body painting originated from a totem on the body of the aborigines, and it is also one of the most primitive types of painting. In order to pray for safety, early primitive people would use whale ink to paint on their bodies as a symbol of body protection. .What you see now is just a model, in fact, the real body painting is painting on real people."

Li Chengtian pursed his lips, and said with a face that he couldn't bear to look directly at, "So that exhibition..."

Cheng Huan nodded and remained silent.

"This gentleman has a comprehensive understanding." A man with black framed eyes and a ponytail came over and said, "Do you want to learn to draw, or do you want to visit?"

Li Chengtian showed his ID and said, "Hello, we are from the serious crime team of the Municipal Bureau. Are you the person in charge of this studio?"

The ponytail man smiled calmly and said, "Yes, my name is Xue Ming."

Li Chengtian looked at the ponytail man, hesitated, and continued: "There is a case that requires your assistance in the investigation." After speaking, he handed Lin Hong's photo to him and said, "Do you know the person in the photo?"

Xue Ming looked at the photo and asked, "Lin Hong?"

"It seems that you have a deep impression on him."

Xue Ming adjusted his glasses, and continued, "Nine out of ten people who come to the studio are professionals, and there are very few amateurs. However, Lin Hong is not only good at painting, but also very active as long as there are activities in the studio."

Cheng Huan asked, "How often does he come?"

Xue Ming thought about it for a while and said: "Usually two or three times a week, mostly on weekends, my models here are often changed, and painting is a slow job, and the cycle of models is three days. But...he hasn't come for a while. By the way , there just happens to be someone who is familiar with him, I can ask him to take you to see Lin Hong's paintings."

Cheng Huan nodded and said, "Okay." After he finished speaking, he took out another photo from his pocket, handed it to the man with the ponytail for a look, and asked, "Have you seen this person before?"

Li Chengtian glanced hastily through the gap, the person in the photo was wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing a pair of particularly elegant metal black-rimmed glasses, it was Wang Yan.

The man shook his head and recalled, "I haven't seen it before."

Cheng Huan put away the photo and asked, "Is it convenient for us to go to see the painting now?"

Xue Ming nodded and said, "Of course it's convenient."

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number: "Hey, Xiao Xu, I have two friends who want to see Lin Hong's paintings, so I'll let them go up to find you, and you wait at the stairs." Then he answered again After a few moments, he hung up the phone and said, "You can see him by going up the stairs at the last corner to the third floor."

Li Chengtian and Cheng Huan walked back along the studio, saw a long and thin staircase, and then went up.

Li Chengtian asked: "You doubt Wang Yan?"

Cheng Huan said: "It's not suspicious, it's just an intuition. I always feel that he is hiding something?"

As soon as they went up to the third floor, they saw a boy in a red T-shirt and jeans waiting for them at the stairs. : "Are you brothers Xue's friends? I'm Xiao Xu."

Li Chengtian nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, come with me."

Xiao Xu led them through the long corridor into a warehouse. There were many paintings on the floor of the warehouse. He knelt down and sorted them out. Cheng Huan asked, "Are all the paintings here from your studio?"

Xiao Xu said: "To be precise, they are all from customers. Some paintings are really good, and we will save them for art exhibitions or sell them on behalf of others." He pointed to a few paintings on the ground and said, "There are not many paintings by Lin Hong. This time I took away a lot.”

Cheng Huan asked: "You mean he came to the studio for the last time and took all the paintings away?"

"That's right!" Xiao Xu wiped the dirt on the painting, stood up and said, "It's all here."

Cheng Huan knelt down and looked through the paintings on the floor. Most of them seemed to be still lifes and landscapes, but there was a sketch, which was a portrait of a young boy. He picked it up and looked at it and asked, "Are you familiar with Lin Hong?"

Xiao Xu said: "Not really, I just know that he is still in school, and he doesn't like to talk very much. I heard that his family is not very good. I think his paintings are really good, so I want to help him get a line and sell some. Make up for it with money, and once you come and go, you will become familiar with it."

Just as he was talking, the warehouse door suddenly opened, and a long-haired girl in a white dress walked in. Half of her face was covered by her bangs, but her appearance was still very delicate.Seeing a few people standing in the room, she wanted to retreat.

"Gu Ning?" Xiao Xu's face showed joy, and he went up to reach out to pull her, but Gu Ning took another step back nervously, Xiao Xu suddenly became a little embarrassed, and smiled, "I won't do anything to you, why are you here?" gone?"

Gu Ning looked up at Cheng Huan and Li Chengtian, rubbed his hands nervously, but did not answer.

Xiao Xu said: "Okay, I know you don't like to meet strangers, so go do your work first."

Gu Ning nodded, turned around and walked out the door.

Cheng Huan asked, "Who is that girl?"

Xiao Xu said: "Students from the Academy of Fine Arts usually come to work part-time when they have nothing to do."

Cheng Huan glanced at Xiao Xu and asked, "Part-time job?"

Xiao Xu looked away, squatted down and continued to tidy up, and said, "Well, many students around here are working part-time on this street, and the art department costs money."

Cheng Huan said: "When I first came up, I saw that the second floor seemed to be empty, is it convenient to go and have a look?"

Xiao Xu hesitated, nodded and said, "It's convenient, but today is not an activity day, and there are no people on the second floor."

Cheng Huan said: "It doesn't matter."

While talking, they went down the stairs to the second floor. When they turned a corner, Cheng Huan saw the girl in white who had just entered the studio enter a room. When he passed the door, he stopped and took a look inside. The walls of the house are covered with colorful paints, most of which are bright and have a strong sense of impact.In contrast, the few white sculptures piled up in the corner looked much more depressed. He walked in and asked, "What is this room for?"

Xiao Xu said: "In addition to painting, sometimes there are some small parties or exhibitions in the studio, so I set aside a space on the second floor to entertain friends in the circle."

Cheng Huan walked through the partition hung with purple gauze curtains, saw the sofas forming a circle, and asked, "Is there an art exhibition usually?"

Xiao Xu nodded and said, "Yes, they are all engaged in art, and there will be small tasting meetings regularly."

At this time, Gu Ning was standing in the pool next to the rest area, washing something.Hearing someone coming, he turned his head and met Li Chengtian's gaze.

Xiao Xu said, "Gu Ning, pour them a glass of water first, and wash the palette later."

Gu Ning nodded, her expression always looked timid, she took out a few disposable cups from the side of the water dispenser and poured water for them.

Cheng Huan took the water glass and didn't say anything. When it was Li Chengtian, he kept smiling cheerfully at Gu Ning. She laughed so hard that the girl was a little embarrassed, so she quickly put away her tail by the pool and left the room.

Cheng Huan sat down on the sofa and said, "Lin Hong hasn't shown up for so long, so you don't have anything to ask?"

Xiao Xu followed and sat down, his face changed slightly, and when he was about to open his mouth, Cheng Huan interrupted him: "I think your relationship is not as simple as you said. From the moment we went upstairs, and your treatment of Lin Hong Judging from our understanding and attitude towards his disappearance, we should have guessed our identities long ago, Mr. Xu, I want to remind you that you will be imprisoned for perjury." Although Cheng Huan's tone was gentle, every word and sentence was full of seriousness. oppression.

Xiao Xu's face was slightly pale, and he crossed his hands on his knees and remained silent for a long time.The air seemed to freeze instantly, and he paused for a while before raising his head and asking, "Did something really happen to Lin Hong?"

Cheng Huan looked at Xiao Xu and said nothing.

Xiao Xu buried his face between his legs, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, I haven't been able to contact him for more than a month. At first, I thought he was pitiful. When promoting exhibitions, I always give him the best position. The last time he came to take away all the paintings, I thought the situation was wrong, so I asked him if something happened? But he muttered and refused to tell me. Not only did he not say anything, but he insisted on taking the paintings, you Knowing that several of them have already been booked out, how can I explain to the guests?"

Cheng Huan said: "You took the money from the customer, but you couldn't deliver the goods. Or there is another possibility, the painting...you sold it at a high price, and you can't afford to pay for it. From this point of view, the money you gave to Lin Hong may be Just a small part?"

Xiao Xu looked at Cheng Huan in surprise, a little in disbelief: "You... how do you know? What evidence do you have? Don't swear."

Cheng Huan sat back, leaned on the sofa, and said lightly: "Just now, as soon as you entered the studio, you went straight to Lin Hong's paintings. His paintings were not placed in a conspicuous place at the door, and they were placed in a mess, but even so , where each pair is, you can take it out without thinking about it, so there is only one case for guessing... that is the value."

Xiao Xu didn't know how to answer for a moment, Cheng Huan took out two ticket stubs from his pocket and put them on the table and asked: "On August 8th, there was an exhibition of body painting in the Sports Hall on Mouse Street. Do you know who Lin Hong went to see with at that time?"

Xiao Xu picked up the ticket stub, looked at it, returned it to Cheng Huan, shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's been too long."

Cheng Huan stood up and said, "Okay, let's do this for today, and let us know when you think of something later. Lin Hong's paintings are temporarily placed here, and I will find someone to pick them up after a while. Remember, there must be a copy. .”