Zhen Yuhuan pestered Li Guolou and said coquettishly: "Mike, tell me, why did you take the painting "Song of Peony"!" ”

The people around him were not honest, Li Guolou said helplessly: "Anita, sit well, I suspect that someone is going to kill you, this painting is evidence, the meaning of the painting seems to praise you, the man protects you in the middle, but the man is dead, can you live, tell me who you have offended!" ”

Zhen Yuhuan sat upright, thinking about it and said: "The Qingping Society is engaged in intelligence and public relations, rarely engages in assassination, relies on money and beauty to pave the way, rarely offends people, everyone you and I want things, and now it is not a state of war, I can't think of anyone who will be unfavorable to us!" ”

Li Guolou looked at the expression on Zhen Yuhuan's face, but he didn't see Zhen Yuhuan's lying action, the pair of eyelashes didn't blink, and he showed off and said: "There is a problem with the painting "Song of Peony", you don't have the intention to look at it, Chinese painting should be painted with watercolor, and the scenery relies on the shade of brush and ink to highlight the artistic conception, but the petals in the middle of this painting are painted with Western oil paint, and the oil paint is a thick layer, so the petals look full and dripping, I suspect that this painting is poisonous!" ”

"Mike. Zhen Yuhuan frowned angrily and screamed strangely: "You still bring it to the car, you want me to die early, don't you?" As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to throw the painting out, her life was much more important than solving the case.

Li Guolou grabbed Zhen Yuhuan's hand and said hurriedly: "Anita, don't be afraid, even if it is poisonous, after such a long time, the poisonous gas has already been dissipated!" ”

"Oh!!" Zhen Yuhuan sat down with her buttocks, almost scared her to death, looked at the picture scroll on the seat next to her in horror, and wondered who would be bad for her.

"It's a pity, you threw away the residue in the teacup, otherwise I would have looked for a poison master to see what kind of poison it was." Li Guolou was a little annoyed that Zhen Yuhuan had taken matters into his own hands and threw away the things at the scene of the crime.

"I've already asked the Poison King to see the residue, and I'm sure it's not poisonous." Zhen Yuhuan said proudly, with her breasts enlarged and straight, let Li Guolou see that she is a person with real skills.

"Hey." Li Guolou sighed and said: "Anita, the times are different, poisons are also advancing with the times, do you understand chemistry, and the poison king doesn't know that there are no poisons in the biological world in the laboratory!" ”

"Oh!! If a foreigner wants to kill me, it must be a French devil, their Jingshi intelligence network was cracked by me, the French devil in Annan got false news, suffered a loss, and now the French and our representatives of the Qing Dynasty have sat down to negotiate, ***, the French devil also invited me to a charity dinner on Saturday, but behind his back he wanted to kill me. Zhen Yuhuan finally thought of who she had offended, and she gritted her teeth with hatred, like a vampire who wanted to drink human blood.

"Oh!! The Great Qing Dynasty won. Li Guolou heard the encouraging words, a little excited, with tears in his eyes, how many years have he not heard that the Qing army won the armies of the Western powers, it is good to know the head of the Qingping Society, and the inside information is known a little earlier than the people.

"Oh, Mike, I remember that there was also such a painting in the study of the deceased You Gaoming, and I remembered that there was also such a painting, where did I put it." Zhen Yuhuan was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, thinking back to where the weird "Song of Peony" had gone.

Li Guolou was shocked, glared at Zhen Yuhuan, shook her shoulder, and said, "Zhen Yuhuan, think about who painted this painting!" ”

"I'm me, I'm not thinking of anything, Mike, am I poisoned." Zhen Yuhuan was weak and leaned against Li Guolou.

Li Guolou smiled and said: "Zhen Yuhuan is a little bolder, fortunately, you worship foreign charm, like Western decorations, and did not hang this painting, if this painting is poisonous, it should be a layer of protective film on the petals, if you like this painting, under viewing, you can't help but touch the protruding petals, the protective film is touched by yourself, the poisonous gas is emitted, and there may be something that triggers the poison, I have to see the poisoner, to know the answer!" ”

"You're crazy." Zhen Yuhuan's silver teeth clenched, and Li Guolou's thoughts were crazy.

Li Guolou was determined and said: "Zhen Yuhuan, don't worry, I will be cautious, I like to do things with criminals, no matter how smart the criminal is, he will show his feet!" ”

Zhen Yuhuan shook his head and said, "Hey······ Mike, I remembered who made this painting, Sansheng'an Baimei Shitai painting, there is a royal temple, but it's a bit troublesome! ”

"Oh······ It's this old witch, I know her. Li Guolou kept silent, Bai Mei Shi Tai's ancestral home in Sichuan, is a disciple of the Tang Sect, so that poison is a piece of cake for the Tang Sect disciples, Bai Mei Shi is too converted to Buddhism, became a famous female painter in Beijing, and even killed people, Li Guolou knows it well, knows that he and the fighting method, danger is coming, but he can't extricate himself from it, and solving the case is like "Fushou ointment" for him.

Zhen Yuhuan remembered where he met Mrs. Baimei, that is, at the charity dinner held by the French minister, Mrs. Baimei's white eyebrows were dyed white, and she was a fake and became a teacher, no wonder she became a French spy.

"I know that Mrs. Baimei was forced into the empty door, she must have found a French concubine." Zhen Yuhuan is very sure that only in this way can things make sense.

"Let's not talk about it, let's go to the scene of the crime." Li Guolou closed his eyes and wanted to rest on the carriage for a while.

There was silence in the carriage, each with his own ideas, thinking that the murderer had not yet been brought to justice, and his heart was bound to stop playing and playing.

Zhen Yuhuan thought of breaking up with Li Guolou today, she couldn't help but feel sad, squinted and closed her eyes and dozed off Li Guolou, you should forget this man, there will be many women competing for a good man, let's find an ordinary man, one hand involuntarily clenched Li Guolou's hand, she didn't want to let go, leaned on Li Guolou's shoulder and closed her eyes.

Li Guolou opened his eyes, showed a smug smile, and subdued this "Xi Shi", he can avoid many detours, and the "female public relations" will open up a world for his career.

When he came to the study room of the General's Mansion, Li Guolou looked up at "Song of Peony", with a trace of worry, and took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, regardless of whether it was useful or not.

Li Guolou spread the two "Song of Peony" on the floor tiles, carefully watched how the two paintings were different, he was alone in the study, afraid of death Zhen Yuhuan did not want to take another look at the poisonous "Song of Peony", and waited for him in the living room.

"The painting is a masterpiece, but it's a pity that it's poisonous." Li Guolou saw the strangeness, proudly touched his chin, admired the masterpieces, it is expected that the toxicity of oil paint has dissipated, and it can be collected and handed down, thinking of the white eyebrow master too future, Li Guolou can't help but feel sorry for such a creative female painter, too talented, this kind of "poisonous spider" talent should not die.

Li Guolou carried two "Song of Peony" in his armpits, entered the living room, shook his head and said, "President Zhen, let's go!" ”

Li Guolou didn't give face to the people in the general's mansion at all, and he didn't fight with the widow You Wu, he was afraid of the widow now, and he couldn't get rid of it for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, the widow You Wu already knew that there was a problem with "Song of Peony" in Li Guolou's hand, so she didn't bother with Li Guolou, and said slowly: "Since the two of you are here, the dumplings must be eaten, sit down and eat well before leaving!" ”

This is the General's Mansion, not an ordinary people's house, who dares not to give her this face, Li Guolou held the bowl and ate two big dumplings, and accidentally Zhen Yuhuan put a dumpling in his bowl, Li Guolou had a sour stomach, and he ate the sticky glutinous rice dumplings into his mouth.

"Li Zhutou, you have to avenge my husband." The widow You Wu stood beside Li Guolou and gritted her teeth and said.

Looking at the crying and crying You Wu family, Li Guolou felt sad, the human relationship was cold and warm, the heart of the family was dead, and the general's mansion was immediately defeated.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Wu, I will do my best to catch the murderer." Li Guolou finally swallowed the third gnocchi and said a comforting word.

You Wu tasted the pain of widowhood in the prime of life, and in the future, he could not take advantage of the country, and he could not embezzle military salaries, this family was about to fall apart, and the concubines rolled up a family property and left home to find another husband, and she could only be accompanied by a lonely lamp, no matter how much she dripped, she had to be widowed for three years, You Wu couldn't help but peek at Li Guolou curiously, how could this little man not be afraid of widow Kefu.

"Li Zhutou, you have to inform me in person if there is news." Before leaving, You Wu's sour words were said, Chu Chu's pitiful appearance made people feel distressed.

"Okay." Li Guolou left the living room with his head down, not daring to look at You Wu's family, who was dressed in a plain You Wu family is a pretty woman.

"Mike, you still don't admit that you have a longevity ointment, the first time people see you, they are ready to marry you with their family property." On the carriage, Zhen Yuhuan couldn't help but say her judgment, she couldn't solve the case, she had already been as innocent as she looked at people, and she wouldn't be blind.

"I'm not a blessing ointment, I was written by the big reporter Eugene, and now Eugene knows that he is wrong, and he has begun to vindicate my grievances, and then warn you, don't use this vicious metaphor to talk about me." Li Guolou was very dissatisfied, and his face leaned in front of Zhen Yuhuan, as if he wanted to see a few wrinkles on Zhen Yuhuan's face.

"Oh, then I'll call you Fuwa in bed in the future, everyone likes Fuwa." Zhen Yuhuan's small mouth was pasted, and he could only do this at such a close distance.

Li Guolou was excited, his lovers called him Fuwa at home, and he was still smug, it turned out that he was "Fushou Cream", and another mystery was solved by him.