Chapter 249: I discovered that this guess was too shocking...
While Feng Wencheng and Zhou Mingzhe were reporting to their superiors, Qiu Jiang and the others did not waste any time. Instead, they continued to explore and visit based on the evidence they had, hoping to find some new evidence.
Fortunately, everyone's hard work and sleep have paid off and they have made some progress.
For example, they discovered that the person who appeared near the explosion building in Hong Kong four years ago was actually a calligraphy and painting smuggler who frequently traveled between Peng City and Hong Kong.
Moreover, his current company is near the place where the previous bomb was found in Peng City. He even reported to the police that someone had intimidated him and threatened to blow him up.
But when the police went to investigate, he began to deny it and withdrew the report. Finally, the police found the bomb in the woods behind this man's company through another sanitation worker. As soon as the police received the news, everyone was dispatched. Everyone still remembers it clearly.
However, because that person was not the direct reporter when the bomb exploded, his report did not appear in the files they collected.
The reason why this person was found was because Deng Xingwang and his team accidentally heard them talking about him when they visited the police station where the files came from. He thought it was very strange at the time and thought that there might be a connection. It happened that there was no progress at that time, so he decided to give it a try.
Who knew that after getting the man's photo and report record, he was recognized by the Hong Kong team member who had participated in solving the bombing case four years ago.
"I know this person..."
Qiu Jiang felt very strange and thought it was too coincidental that this person appeared nearby twice.
Although the existing evidence could not infer that the other party had a direct connection with the explosion and the bomb, there were no other clues at hand, so she and Ji Mingcheng, Deng Xingwang and others still went to visit.
During this visit, they discovered that the other party was actually a smuggler of calligraphy and painting works. He often bought antique calligraphy and paintings from Hong Kong auctions and then secretly transported them back to Peng City so that he could sell them at a high price.
Qiu Jiang, Deng Xingwang and others didn't know much about these things, and it was Ji Mingcheng who discovered this hidden crime scene.
In just a few seconds, he exposed all the other party's secrets.
At that time, the man could no longer maintain the smile on his face. He turned around and wanted to run, but unfortunately he failed.
Guo Jianyuan thought he was going to be arrested, but he didn't know that what the other party wanted to ask was not about this at all.
He visibly breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his bald head and forehead with a handkerchief. After a long pause, he spoke, "I was also a bit unlucky at the time. There was a calligraphy and painting auction in Hong Kong that day, and I particularly enjoy collecting antiques, so I had planned to go long ago. However, there weren't many paintings and calligraphy I liked at the auction that day, so I ended up spending over 100,000 on two pieces."
"I thought since I had come all this way, I couldn't just take two pieces back with me, so I thought I'd do a little more searching, just in case I found something I liked. Coincidentally, I heard there was a calligraphy and painting exhibition at Xiongfu Building, and there were paintings by my favorite artist, Mr. Bai Lu, and his school. I thought I couldn't miss it, and sure enough, I found two paintings at the exhibition."
"One of them is the painting of the sunset over the Hong Kong River. The blood-red sun hangs low over the sea, the sea and sky merge into one, and the afterglow of the sunset is reflected on the glass curtain walls of the buildings on the shore. It is simply beautiful."
"And that sunflower painting. Although the brushwork isn't as sophisticated as Master Bailu's, it's still very sophisticated. The flowers are painted with perseverance and determination, as if they're forever facing the sun, never ceasing their pursuit and yearning. It's truly painted with passion and sincerity. The painter is definitely a man of faith. I believe he will definitely be a great painter in the future. Who knows, this painting might even rise in value. So I bought both."
What he said had nothing to do with the case. When everyone first heard it, they wondered if they had guessed wrong, until they asked about the threats he had received.
"Hey, talking about this makes me angry. Didn't I collect those two paintings at the calligraphy and painting exhibition? I don't know who found out and asked me to hand them over. I thought they must have been attracted by Master Bai Lu's fame, so naturally they refused to give them up, not to mention they were planning to rob me. As a result, they threatened to blow me up with a bomb, sent me a toy bomb, and threw a dud bomb at me on my way home. They are really like psychos. Who knows where these people came from? They are hiding in secret. I was afraid that they would keep pestering me and put me in danger, so I called the police."
"I don't know if they knew about it or were scared, but they really didn't come to me again. I thought, let it go, to avoid getting into trouble, so I dropped the case."
"As for those two paintings, a young man actually took a liking to them and bought them for ten times the price I paid at first."
When he talked about this, he was trembling with excitement.
After collecting calligraphy and paintings for so many years, that was the first time that a work was priced at such a high premium. If it weren't for the madman, he would have been a little scared, otherwise he would never have given the painting away so easily.
Thinking about it now, he still feels a little regretful.
But he was really afraid of the guys with bombs. Who knows if one was a toy bomb, one was a blank bullet, and the next time it might really be a solid bullet.
He still couldn't bear it after thinking about it.
It’s better to come out than to come out.
But the joyful expression on his face was not just like he was relieved that he was not actually bombed.
Under their interrogation, Guo Jianyuan was extremely conflicted and refused to tell the specific reason.
However, when Qiu Jiang said she would hand him over to the tax department, he was completely shaken.
"No, no, no, I said it's not possible yet."
He gritted his teeth and told the truth. "Before I sold those two paintings, I opened the frames and took a look. Who knew there was another painting right behind the sunflower painting? I guess someone accidentally put it there when framing it. That painting is Master Bian's and was very valuable at the time. I thought I was lucky, so I took it out and hid it away."
"But this is not stealing. I bought the painting through formal channels." Guo Jianyuan emphasized again and again.
Master Bian?
Qiu Jiang and the others didn't know who this person was, so they asked him directly what Master Bian's name was and where he came from.
"Is it Bian Weicheng?" Ji Mingcheng suddenly said.
"Right, right, right." Guo Jianyuan looked at him in surprise. "I didn't expect you even knew about Master Bian. He's always been very mysterious in the circle."
He was guessing who this person was.
In response to his gaze, Ji Mingcheng glanced at him lightly, and he immediately looked away like a wooden man.
Ji Mingcheng briefly explained to Qiu Jiang and the others, "Bian Weicheng, about forty years old, from Hong Kong, is Bai Lu's senior disciple and is extremely skilled in abstract painting. His painting Complex Sky once sold for a whopping eight hundred thousand yuan."
"How many?"
Qiu Jiang, Deng Xingwang and others were stunned.
You know, their salary has increased now, but it's only about a thousand yuan.
How many years will it take to earn this 800,000 yuan?
"You're amazing! I was lucky enough to see it once and even took a photo. Wait a minute while I look for it."
Guo Jianyuan became excited when talking about his favorite paintings. He immediately stood up and went to look for photos. After a while, he found a photo from a thick album.
The photo shows a long-haired man wearing linen clothes, with a painting hanging next to him.
The painting was filled with abstract lines of various colors, so densely packed that they took up the entire painting. Qiu Jiang and Deng Xingwang both went over to take a look.
really--
They are just ordinary people and they really can't see why this painting can be sold at such a high price.
After failing to understand, they turned their attention to the person next to the painting in the photo.
According to Guo Jianyuan's introduction, this is Master Bian.
Qiu Jiang was sure that she didn't know this person, but Deng Xingwang's action of frowning and tapping his solar plexus was a little strange.
"Xingwang, do you know him?"
Deng Xingwang shook his head, but...
"I always feel that this person looks familiar, as if I have seen him somewhere."
He stroked his chin and thought about it. The fragments in his mind were vague, but he just felt that this person looked very familiar.
I know him so well that the words are on the tip of my tongue, but I still can't tell who he is.
He scratched his head and still couldn't think of it.
Qiu Jiang comforted him, "Don't worry, think about it slowly."
Deng Xingwang was still spinning around anxiously, muttering to himself.
"Where have you seen him before?"
Qiu Jiang could only let him think about it slowly, while she asked Guo Jianyuan for the painting.
This time, Guo Jianyuan seemed extremely resistant.
She understood his thoughts very well, but she had to take the painting.
Because it is very likely that we can find clues about the gang from this painting.
Don't give up as long as there is a little hope.
She must take this painting with her.
What's more, the other party is so dangerous. If he knew that he had secretly hidden a painting, he might come to his house. No one can guarantee whether the bullet he used would be solid bullet.
No amount of persuasion is as effective as this one sentence.
Guo Jianyuan shuddered suddenly. It was obvious that even after four years, he still remembered the threats he had received that year.
In addition, she refused to let go, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and hand over the painting hidden in the secret compartment under the table.
This painting is clearly an abstract work, with a floral imprint in the corner.
Ji Mingcheng took a quick look and confirmed that it was Bian Weicheng's work.
After seeing this work, some blurry fragments of black shadows began to appear in front of Qiu Jiang's eyes. She couldn't see anything clearly, but they surrounded her for a long time and even her lower abdomen felt a pain in an instant.
Even though it had been a long time since she felt this kind of cramping in her lower abdomen, the moment the pain appeared, she knew that the Gu was taking effect. Ever since she made the flying Gu medicinal wine to restrain the Gu insect made by her father in her previous life, she has never felt such pain again. But she didn't bring any medicinal wine with her when she went out this time, let alone drink it.
Add to that these indistinguishable black shadow fragments before my eyes...
Could it be...
unless……
Her eyes were filled with horror, and her throat was dry and hoarse as if something was blocking it.
"Qiu Jiang, Qiu Jiang..."
Ji Mingcheng called her several times in a row before she suddenly pulled herself away from the environment full of dark shadows. She stared at him blankly, her throat extremely dry.
Unable to wait to respond to him, she placed her hand on the painting, wanting to verify it again.
As a result, the black shadow fragments appeared again, even more violently than before.
There are no body parts here, and this couldn't be a murder scene, so why did this happen?
The answer is obvious.
Her throat was dry, her fingers were curled up, and she said anxiously:
"Let's go back to the bureau and do an experiment—"
Ji Mingcheng already knew about her special ability, and now he followed her gaze to look at the intricate and colorful painting.
Could it be...
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