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Three days after Lu Ming's art exhibition was exhibited, as a tribute to the friendship of this teacher, the Normal University collected his paintings in the university's art exhibition hall.

Although not many people want to know how Lu Ming died, at least many people like his works.

There is always this rule in the art world, an artist will only be valuable until he dies.

Although Lu Ming is not well-known, his paintings also have such a pattern, and many friends in the circle heard that he had left, so they came to admire his paintings.

In the Art Museum of Shida University, Xiao Ye was alone and sat in a corner, and he did not come with Chu Lingqiao today.

I wanted to walk around alone, and by the way, I thought about how to approach the direction of the case, but before I knew it, I came to the museum.

For Lu Ming's portraits, Xiao Ye was inexplicably impressed, and in the art museum, Xiao Ye could see Lu Ming's works at a glance.

At the exhibition a few days ago, Xiao Ye asked Chu Lingqiao to take pictures of these portraits with his hands, but in the end he still didn't find the corresponding person.

The people in the art museum were sparse, coming in and out, Xiao Ye unconsciously began to be stunned, and gradually began to think about the case again.

If you look at it from the beginning, the case started with Hua An's death, but now it seems that this has little to do with the people in Fengzhu Township. But Gu Fang, a crazy old man, was an accident, because her daughter was likely to know Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's death is very suspicious, and the scene seems to have created a suicide phenomenon, but almost everyone knows that this is the consistent style of the 'painter', because the portrait of Gu Fang's daughter Liu Fenfang is the best proof of it.

But the question arises again, if the murderer of Lu Ming is a painter, then who killed Hua'an? It seems that the deaths of these two people should be linked, but the things at the scene are completely different, because the paintings left at the scene after Hua An's death were not painted by the painter, but by Hua An himself.

One side is a sketch portrait, and the other side is painted with blood, which is completely two states, so it is difficult for Xiao Ye to be the same at this time, whether the two murders can be linked.

Or is it that the one who killed Hua An and the one who killed Lu Ming were completely two people?

Xiao Ye fell into deep thought, and the chaotic clues made his brain feel like a pot of mixed porridge, mixed tastes, and messy.

And just as he was deep in thought, a voice suddenly came from in front of him. "What a coincidence, we met again."

The voice made Xiao Ye sound very familiar, but for a while, Xiao Ye couldn't tell who it was, his brain kept searching, and at the same time his head was raised to look forward.

When Xiao Ye saw him, through his appearance, he finally searched for the memory of this person, this person was the teacher and student who had a relationship with Lu Ming's painting exhibition not long ago, 'Kunhua'!

"Oh, hehe, it's really a coincidence, I really didn't expect to meet here." Xiao Ye said.

"yes, I come here a lot to admire their work, and today is Thursday, it should be a weekday, right? Why aren't you at the police station? The man said gently.

Xiao Ye frowned suddenly, he didn't seem to remember telling him that he was a policeman, how did he know?

The man pushed his glasses, as if he saw Xiao Ye's doubts, then smiled, reached out to pull away the stool, and made it to the opposite side of Xiao Ye.

"Hehe, curious why I know you're a police officer? In fact, don't be surprised, I think everyone who has read the Jinghai People's Daily this month should recognize you, the glory of the police force, Comrade Xiao Ye! ”

After Kunhua said this, Xiao Ye suddenly realized that this is indeed the case, there is nothing to doubt about it, he is in the newspaper, this is already known to everyone, and the purpose is to let everyone know, let the murderer 'painter' know.

Xiao Ye smiled helplessly, a little embarrassed, "Hey, it's just a little famous, the police force is like this, there must always be something on the table, in fact, my colleagues are the real heroes, and I am a nobody." ”

Kun painted a square face, although his appearance is really ordinary, but after a long time, there is a sense of affinity. He looked at Xiao Ye and quipped: "When I saw you at the last art exhibition, I actually recognized it, hehe, were you investigating the case at that time?" How about it, tell me, are you investigating Mr. Lu Ming's case? I've heard that Teacher Lu Ming's death is actually murder, right? ”

Seeing Kunhua's excitement, Xiao Ye suddenly relaxed his vigilance in his heart, because his performance was just like those young and ignorant college students, who were full of curiosity about this kind of thing, and he did not shy away from it.

However, Xiao Ye pursed his lips and shook his head and said, "Alas, this is really embarrassing, we need to keep this case secret and can't disclose it, so you should focus on your painting." ”

"Well, well." Kun Hua was a little helpless, and he could see that his eyes seemed to be very disappointed, but the next second he changed back. "And what are you doing here today? Do you suspect that there is a murderer in this museum? ”

Xiao Ye was helpless, he didn't know how to deal with this kind of curious student, although he was only a recent graduate.

"Ahem... No, I'm just here to take a look around, by the way, I look at Lu Ming's portrait, I don't know why, after watching the exhibition last time, I feel that Lu Ming's paintings are very impressive, and I just want to appreciate it. ”

When it comes to painting, he seems to have settled down, Kun Hua is a student of this major, so when it comes to Lu Ming's works, he seems to agree with it.

"Well, but that's the case, Mr. Lu Ming's works are very impressive, just like I told you last time, his portraits may express other things, but there is always a point that you can remember very clearly......"

When it comes to painting, Kun Hua began to talk about some understanding, but it is very strange that these things that Xiao Ye never touched, when they came out of Kun Hua's mouth, there was no trace of boredom, but he listened very seriously.

Unconsciously, more than an hour passed, and Xiao Ye was like a student of the art department, who had been chatting with Kunhua for so long about art works, and completely forgot the time.

If it weren't for Chu Lingqiao's phone call, Xiao Ye seemed to want to continue to chat with his peers, and the more he chatted, the more he felt that this person was very interesting. Xiao Ye himself thinks that it may be because his recent work environment is due to some middle-aged people who are over thirty years old, and he is almost out of touch with his youth.

Xiao Ye lifted the phone, and it was Chu Lingqiao's voice over there.

"Come back soon, something happened." She didn't ask where Xiao Ye was at all, she just told him to come back immediately.

After Xiao Ye hung up the phone, his face became very serious, because from Chu Lingqiao's tone of a few words, he could feel that something important might really have happened.

He looked up at Kunhua, "I'm sorry, there is an urgent matter at the police station, I want to go back immediately, I had a good chat today, goodbye." ”

Xiao Ye said goodbye to Kunhua politely and simply, and at this time, in his heart, he was wondering what was going on.

Kunhua, on the other hand, simply responded with a simple sentence, and watched Xiao Ye leave in a hurry, and waited until Xiao Ye completely disappeared outside the art museum.

Kun Hua slowly took off his glasses, he sat on the spot, took out a handkerchief in his right hand, and began to wipe it slowly, but the corners of his mouth were shallow with a strange arc......