Chapter 82: The Gallery
"I heard that the person surnamed Cai said that it was a man who called and blackmailed, and now there is a woman again.." Zhang Yanfeng pondered. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Yes. Qiu Yan looked out the window. In fact, the key is the videotape, Liu Man dodged the camera lens in pain, and it was a pair of rough hands that held her shoulder. Judging from the environment recorded in the video, it should be a simple room, perhaps temporarily rented by the murderer for kidnapping. A man appears in the footage, and the person who shot it is supposed to be a woman. ”
Zhang Yanfeng asked with a look of surprise on his face. "Why?"
"I don't know if you have noticed, in the video for nearly forty seconds, there is a corner of the bedside table, several glass bottles of different sizes and shapes are placed on it, although it is very blurry but it can be determined that it is cosmetics, and the only person who can use cosmetics in the filming location is a woman, when we go to the monitoring room of the mall, this is not also confirmed. Qiu Yan frowned.
"Uncle's! The relationship between the two of us was to let the woman give the yin in the first place! Then why did they kill Zhang Nuan? and blame us?" Zhang Yanfeng scolded, his face full of anger.
"I don't know, I have to ask the murderer, there must be some unknown connection between this. Qiu Yan shrugged. I have to say that the woman's shooting techniques are quite professional, the camera is focused on Liu Man's face, focusing on recording Liu Man's painful expression and crying, and the man interfered with her shooting several times, pulling the camera to Liu Man's chest and lower body and other private parts, which shows a problem. ”
"You mean, there is a contradiction between them?" Zhang Yanfeng blurted out.
"Eight or nine is not far from ten. Qiu Yan lowered his eyes and replied affirmatively. "The purpose of a woman is to humiliate or ruin Liu Man, while the purpose of a man is very clear, it is for ransom. ”
"Yes, stinky boy!" Zhang Yanfeng listened to Qiu Yan's reasoned reasoning and admired it. "Qiu Yan, in fact, we have gotten rid of suspicion, so don't meddle in this matter, after all, we have a special identity and can't stay in Huaxia. ”
Qiu Yan didn't say anything, but glanced out the window thoughtfully.
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In the manor, everything went on as usual, and the newly recruited subordinates were busy with their own business. It was almost afternoon, Zhang Yanfeng drove into the manor. But before the two entered the hall, they heard a quarrel.
"Dad, you're a liar! Words don't count!" Toichi said as he tugged Fujiigawa's arm and didn't let go.
Fujiigawa sighed. "Toichi, Dad can promise you anything, but this one can't. You also know how dangerous it is right now, and you can't just go out until the problem is solved. ”
Toichi pouted and dissatisfied. "If your problem is not solved, will I never be able to get out?"
"Of course not. Fujii Kawa stroked his daughter's hair. "Give Dad a little more time, okay? When the time comes, I won't stop you wherever you want to go. ”
Toichi broke free of Fujiigawa's palm and pointed to Akiyan, who had just entered the door. "Let Brother Qiuyan protect me, won't it be fine?"
"This.." Fujii Kawa was speechless.
"What's wrong? Mr. Fujii. Qiu Yan didn't know why the spearhead of the quarrel was pointed at him, so he leaned forward and asked.
Toichi is an art student in the island country, and she has a soft spot for painting or is quite talented in attainments, and recently there is a gallery in Shamen that collects many ancient characters of celebrities, and she wants to go and see it. Fujiigawa explained in detail.
After Qiu Yan heard this, he immediately nodded. "Leave it to me, Mr. Fujii. ”
Fujiigawa's business network in China is indeed huge, and he can easily get a few tickets for the gallery with just one phone call. After having dinner in a hurry, Qiu Yan and Zhang Yanfeng went to the gallery with their families, but there was one more person in the accompanying team, and that was Chen Yao. After driving for more than half an hour, a group of four people looked at the exhibition from a distance, Qiu Yan couldn't help but sigh, the whole gallery faces south and back, about 6,000 square meters, looking at the heavy courtyards overlapping each other, looking at the passages horizontally, the level is clear, and the main and secondary are clear.
This gallery is based on a courtyard-style layout, with large courtyards and small courtyards, and the courtyards are connected by a passage that deviates from the central axis, seeking utilitarianism and seeking form, which is a variant of the courtyard. The four courtyards follow the north-south middle line in turn, forming a complete set of ancient buildings with typical Chinese architectural characteristics.
"Wow, that's a big deal. Zhang Yanfeng said with charm.
"It seems that this gallery has a lot of influence in Shamen, and it can be regarded as a household with the small bamboo forest where we live at home. Qiu Yan was also amazed.
Chen Yao was blind and unable to move, so he took Qiu Yan's arm sideways and walked to the door of the gallery while chatting, and as soon as he arrived at the gate, he was stopped by a big man in black. After a short time, they came to the main hall.
"Wow, Brother Qiuyan, look, this is Claude Monet's Sunrise!" Toichi smiled sweetly. Qiu Yan's expression was still very relaxed, there was a hint of laziness on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't understand or appreciate these so-called arts, as he thought, it was just some graffiti on a white cloth, and it had no value.
Chen Yao seemed to feel Qiu Yan's helplessness, chuckled, tugged at his sleeve, and said. Claude Monet, a major Impressionist painter and a leading figure of the Impressionist movement, Monet created this "Impression Sunrise" against the backdrop of a landscape in Le Ahere, which was exhibited at the first exhibition of Impressionist painters in 1874. Later, after many purchases, it was transferred to a Chinese businessman for 13 million US dollars, and he did not expect to appear here. ”
Qiu Yan only nodded as if listening to the Bible, and he knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Just as Qiu was about to speak, there was a burst of hearty laughter and applause behind him.
"This young lady is right, Monet is one of the founders of Impressionism, and one of the most influential of the Impressionist masters. Among the representative Impressionist painters, only Monet has consistently poured his creative enthusiasm into the Impressionist technique in his long life at the age of 86. The other Impressionists were short-term explorers. The man smiled slightly, stretched out his hand gentlemanly and said. "Hello this young lady, first meeting. ”
Chen Yao frowned slightly, but still stretched out his hand to shake the man.