Chapter 148
After having breakfast, Jin Chaochao and Fu Tingyuan went to the scene of the incident.
Everyone on the street was talking about it.
“I heard that the deceased’s throat was cut by a sharp knife.”
"The surveillance in the old city is almost all broken. It's a pity that it may be difficult to find the murderer this time."
"Could this killer have been hiding in the crowd?"
"Killing someone for money, this isn't revenge killing, it's really hard for the police to investigate."
…
Jin Chaochao and Fu Tingyuan walked among the crowd, hearing the sounds of everyone's discussions.
The closer we got to the scene, the more people there were, but the fewer voices of discussion there were.
The atmosphere also became tense.
The courtyard was very dilapidated, and the low walls were covered with black spots, making it easy for people to climb over the wall and get in.
The police set up a cordon and no one was allowed to approach within three meters of the courtyard.
Jin Chaochao and Fu Tingyuan stood behind the crowd. Through the open courtyard, they could see a pool of blood on the ground.
"Why don't we wait until the police leave and then take a closer look?" Fu Tingyuan asked.
Jin Chaochao suddenly grabbed Fu Tingyuan's arm and stared at the crowd not far away.
Because she clearly saw that the Xuanguanzhu around her waist lit up again.
Jin Chaochao instinctively looked at the young man carrying a drawing board in the crowd.
Like most people who were joining in the fun, he stared at the entrance of the courtyard with a clear and ignorant look in his eyes.
Fu Tingyuan followed Jin Chaochao's gaze and looked over. "Isn't this the person who was knocked unconscious by Wu Qing yesterday?"
"Yes!" Jin Chaochao explained quickly: "I suspect he is the person I'm looking for."
But it’s very strange, why didn’t the Xuanguan Pearl light up when we were on the rooftop yesterday?
To verify her guess.
Jin Chaochao walked through the crowd and went towards the young man.
Jian Mi did not stay in the crowd for too long. When Jin Chaochao was about to approach, he turned and left.
He walked along the narrow and bustling streets, out of the old town and came to the main street.
Walk down from the main street for about twenty meters and you will find a moat.
The moat is lined with willow trees and colorful flowers, and the roadside is planted with pink bougainvillea.
Bougainvillea is in full bloom this season.
Jin Chaochao held Fu Tingyuan's hand, and the two of them followed casually, like a pair of lovers taking a walk.
During this period, the Xuanguan Pearl continued to glow, and as they approached Jian Mi, the light of the pearl became brighter and brighter.
"It's you!" Jian Mi had just set up the drawing board and saw two people coming over. He greeted them gracefully.
When he smiled, his eyes curved like a rising crescent, lively and bright. When he looked at people, his eyes were clear, like dewdrops in the early morning. His voice had the liveliness and freshness of a teenager, making people feel like a spring breeze.
Jin Chaochao suspected that she had found the wrong person.
Such a young man has a beautiful appearance and regular and delicate features. If he is not the son of a wealthy family, he should be an excellent child who has lived a wealthy life since childhood and is protected by his parents.
As the saying goes, a person's language and dress can deceive others, but his eyes cannot deceive others.
These eyes don't look like those of a person who would do bad things.
"Yes, what a fate. Are you planning to paint here?" Jin Chaochao asked knowingly.
Jian Mi nodded, "The scenery here is great!"
Fu Tingyuan was standing nearby and saw that the young man had already taken out his paintbrush while he was talking.
His hands are particularly beautiful, with delicate fingers and round fingertips. When he holds a pen, the protruding joints are distinct and the lines are soft.
These hands don't look like a killer's.
Fu Tingyuan initially suspected that this guy was related to the death of last night, but now it seems that he was overthinking.
Seeing that Jin Chaochao had no intention of leaving.
Jian Mi took the initiative to speak, "Would you two like to stand in front of the railing and become the protagonists of my painting?"
If such scenery were accompanied by vivid characters, the resulting painting would surely be absolutely beautiful.
Fu Tingyuan replied generously, "Thank you very much. If the painting is good, I can buy it."
Jian Mi smiled but did not answer.
From time to time, pedestrians passed by the moat, stood behind Jian Mi, watched him paint, and exclaimed in amazement.
“Young people draw really well!”
“How many years have you studied?”
"Where did you learn it and who was your teacher?"
…
Jian Mi just painted quietly, spreading the paint evenly on the paper. The scenery, people, river and railings in the scroll are all vividly portrayed on the paper.
"The painting is done!" His painting is not big, but very exquisite.
In the scroll, Jin Chaochao and Fu Tingyuan stood together, both of them smiling and with noble temperament. With just a few strokes and simple colors, the charm of both of them was captured.
Jin Chaochao praised, "The painting is indeed good. I am also curious, who is your teacher?"
Jian Mi put away his tools and smiled brightly, "Master doesn't like me to mention him to others. If you like this painting, I'll give it to you. You saved me, so this is my way of thanking you."
He still remembers what happened yesterday.
Jin Chaochao accepted the painting and for a moment didn't know how to contact him.
Fu Tingyuan saw what she was thinking and took the initiative to speak, "We have accepted the painting. Can you please leave your contact information? If we need a portrait again in the future, we can call you again."
Jian Mi shook her head, "No need, I'm used to wandering around and having no fixed place to live."
Fu Tingyuan frowned: "What's your name?"
"Jian Mi! Simple Jian, quiet Mi." He carried the easel and drawing board on his back, waved to the two of them, and then disappeared into the crowd.
Seeing Jin Chaochao's serious face, Fu Tingyuan comforted her, "Don't worry, I know his name, and I will find out his identity."
"good!"
There is no need to stay in this city anymore.
*
The next morning, at the Fu family’s private landing pad.
As soon as Jin Chaochao got off the plane, Si Mingye hugged her tightly.
Fu Tingyuan was quick to pull the little guy to his side and said, "What did I teach you? Boys can't be so clingy?"
Si Mingye stuck out his tongue and muttered softly, "You're an adult now, you're still clingy!"
Fu Tingyuan raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Do you still want pocket money?"
Si Mingye immediately raised his head and smiled, which was uglier than crying, "Sister, Yang Yuanyuan has transferred to another school."
Jin Chaochao raised an eyebrow, "Why did you transfer?"
Si Mingye's face was filled with sadness. "I heard that her parents died in a car accident, and she is going to live with her uncle."
Jin Chaochao took Si Mingye's hand and walked towards the living room.
She had actually been waiting, waiting for the couple to come find her.
But they never came.
After all, it was fate, so she couldn't interfere too much.
She could only comfort Si Mingye: "All good things must come to an end between friends. She has places to go, and you have your own way to go. Mingye, I hope you can focus more on improving yourself and making more friends in the future."
Si Mingye nodded obediently, "I listen to my sister...it's a pity, she is my first good friend."
Jin Chaochao reached out and hugged Si Mingye without saying anything else.
According to her, she didn't want Si Mingye and Yang Yuanyuan to have contact.
One is the reincarnation of a demon's fragments, and the other is the daughter of destiny. Their destinies are very flexible, and if they are not handled properly, it may lead to a disaster that destroys the world.
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