However, as soon as he took a step, Zheng Qian stretched out his hand and picked up Shen Quan, who was more than two hundred catties, at once.

"What's wrong? don't want to do it?" Zheng Qian smiled coldly, "It's okay if you don't do it, then I'll hand over your black evidence to the police station!"

Shen Quan cried all of a sudden, "Brother Zheng, Grandpa Zheng, you spare me, for the sake of me who is also a member of the Shen family, you spare me, I was wrong, really, I won't dare to do it again!"

Zheng Qian smiled coldly, directly carried Shen Quan into the police station, and threw the latter to the ground, "Now I know it's wrong, it's too late!"

After speaking, Zheng Qian shouted: "When your mine collapsed, when more than 10 miners were buried inside, why didn't you know that you were wrong......?

Zheng Qian listed all Shen Quan's crimes word by word, and someone in the public security bureau had already driven him out.

That Shen Quan was lying on the ground, his face was pale, he didn't dare to move, he urinated directly under his pants, and his mouth was trembling: "Dude, Brother Zheng, you can't do this, if you do this, it won't do you the slightest benefit!"

Zheng Qian smiled coldly, "I don't need benefits, your money is stained with too much blood, and the biggest benefit I can get is to bring you to justice and comfort those who were killed by you in the spirit of heaven!"

"You ......" Shen Quan's lips turned pale, and he couldn't say a word.

In the end, the two policemen rushed over and left directly with Shen Quan, anyway, Zheng Qian had already submitted all the evidence yesterday, and what was waiting for Shen Quan next would be the severe punishment of the law.

After doing this, Zheng Qian was also completely relieved, and when he walked out of the police station, he paused and looked up at the sky in front of him.

There were white clouds floating in the blue sky, so clean and pure, just like Xiao Yuxin's smile.

By the time Zheng Qian drove to the door of Donald's house, Donald was already waiting at the door.

Donald, dressed in Tang costume, was on crutches and looked at him with kind eyes.

Zheng Qian was a little panicked in his heart, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that the painting has been seen?"

But soon Zheng Qian denied this idea, no, he collected five pieces of Tang Bohu's painting soul fragments, and with Tang Bohu's possession, this is exactly the same as what Tang Bohu himself painted, and he can't find the slightest flaw at all, how can he see that it is fake!

"Coming?" asked Donald, leaning on crutches with a smile on his face.

Zheng Qian squeezed out a smile and nodded, "Old Tang, are you looking for me?"

Donald nodded and led the way in front, "Let's go, let's go in and talk!"

Zheng Qian followed behind Donald, and he felt more and more that the whole thing was not simple.

Tang Lao did not take Zheng Qian to the living room, but took Zheng Qian to a study, Tang's house is a courtyard, the courtyard is very large, the study on the east side is also quite large, in the middle of the study there is a very large table, and a large area of rice paper is also laid on it, and the brush and ink next to it are all there.

After Zheng Qian came in, Tang Lao turned around and closed the door.

This made Zheng Qian even more worried.

Tang Lao didn't mention the painting, turned around and asked Zheng Qian to sit down, "This is spring tea, made from the tea tip leaves, and the taste is very fragrant!"

From the beginning, Donald didn't ask about the Spring Tree Autumn Frost Diagram, but Zheng Qian could almost guess that it must be this matter, after all, before this, he and Donald had no contact at all, so it couldn't be something else.

Sure enough, after Donald briefly asked some information, the topic shifted to the painting.

"Does Mr. Zheng like painting very much? I think the person who accompanied Mr. Shen yesterday was you, according to what I know about Mr. Shen, he will not let a person who doesn't know anything go with him!" asked Donald casually.

Zheng Qian smiled bitterly, he always has to come, and he can't hide.

"Donald, if there's anything you can tell me, I'll tell you everything I know!" Zheng Qian didn't plan to hide it, after all, he was also at fault in this matter, but he knew that Tang Lao was not an unreasonable person, he also donated another painting of Tang Bohu before, and donated all the proceeds to charity.

Tang Lao smiled faintly and glanced at Zheng Qian, "Okay, I want to hear what you say yourself!"

Zheng Qian sighed secretly, thought about it, and talked about Xiao Yuxin's matter, as well as her father's death under the mine, as well as the trafficking of human organs, and then the burning of the painting, and finally the matter of making a fake by himself and Shen Quan's legal sanctions, from beginning to end, of course, these things involved invisibility charms, and Tang Bohu's painting soul fragments, he did not mention it.

Donald had a smile on his face from beginning to end, and it wasn't until Zheng Qian finished speaking that he asked, "You said, you drew the spring tree and autumn frost picture yourself?"

Now, Zheng Qian didn't want to hide anything, so he nodded.

Donald stopped talking, slowly took a sip of tea, walked to the table, and pointed to the rice paper in front of him, "Then can you draw another one now?"

"Do you also draw a picture of spring trees and autumn frost?" asked Zheng Qian.

Tang Lao pondered for a moment, "Whatever you want, as long as it is the painting of the ancestor Tang Bohu!"

Zheng Qian thought for a while, "Cheng!"

He now has all the soul fragments of Tang Bohu's paintings, Tang Bohu is possessed, and he can catch anything he paints!

Zheng Qian slowly closed his eyes, grabbed a brush in his hand, and after absorbing enough ink, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the pen was like a cloud of water!

Donald on the side was stunned all of a sudden, "This ......"

He stared blankly, although the teacup in his hand had been opened, but he completely forgot to drink water, and just stared blankly.

Zheng Qian manipulated the brush to walk the dragon and snake on the rice paper, every stroke, every step, the painting style, the line, the artistic conception......

For Tang Lao, how familiar it is, this is completely his ancestor Tang Bohu, and only he can do this!

But now, this kid in front of him can actually draw this effect?

Soon, a picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix was drawn!

Putting down the pen, Zheng Qian took a step back and stopped!

Tang Lao was completely shocked by Zheng Qian, and he came up with an incredible face, carefully studying the artistic conception of the brushstroke, the lines outlined, and the stroke, all of this...... It's all exactly the same as what I've been studying for so many years.,At this moment, even if you go into battle yourself, you may not be as good as the kid in front of you!

After a while, Donald withdrew his gaze, but at this moment, when his eyes looked at Zheng Gan, they were already full of shock.