Yu Chengen's heart tightened, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the opposite beam, but then returned to his original state.

No one cares about such subtle movements, except for Li Canghai.

He smiled slightly, and said something to the woman next to him who was pretending to be Lan Yue, the woman nodded, and then jumped up, flew lightly to the beam, and then took down a picture scroll from it.

Yu Chengen's face instantly turned pale, his pupils contracted rapidly, and he looked at Li Canghai as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"You...... How do you know......? Yu Chengen asked in astonishment.

Li Canghai touched his chin and said lightly: "I know far more than you think." ”

Conan took the scroll from the woman's hand, and when he opened it, it was indeed a 'Gentleman's Orchid', with the name of Feng Niang also on the inscription.

"Brother Li, it seems that this is indeed the missing painting." Conan looked at it and said.

Li Canghai nodded, and asked Conan to hang this picture side by side on the wall with the other three, and said: "The first dead red plum found the 'Hanmei Aoxue Picture' by her side, the second dead Ah Zhu found the 'Ink Bamboo Picture' by her side, and the third dead orange found the 'Golden Chrysanthemum Frost Bullying Picture' beside her." I don't know if you have noticed the relationship between this? ”

Everyone shook their heads, only Conan stared at the three paintings, his eyes suddenly lit up, and said, "I know, each picture corresponds to a deceased." The murderer is the one who killed according to these four pictures! ”

Li Canghai nodded approvingly and said, "Yes, the murderer kills people, not on a whim, but according to these four paintings." The murderer told us at the beginning that he was going to kill someone, but we couldn't see the meaning. In fact, Meilan Zhuju, these four paintings, correspond to the four concubines outside Zhang Yuanwai. Plum is a red plum. Bamboo, is Azhu. Chrysanthemum, it is an orange. And Lan is Lan Yue. ”

Conan suddenly realized: "No wonder you think that the murderer will kill people, so I secretly notified Miss Qing to come to help." It turns out that you have already guessed the murderer's intentions and know that the murderer wants to kill Lan Yue. ”

The woman who pretended to be Lan Yue grinned, and then ripped off the veil on her face, who is it not Di Qing?

Di Qing said proudly: "This girl likes to catch thieves the most!" The main thing is that this girl acted well, and even I was heartbroken by that sad look in Fang Cai! ”

Li Canghai rolled his eyes involuntarily, he nodded and said, "That's right, so I asked Zhang Yuanwai to cooperate with me in a play." ”

Zhang Wenyuan said in a deep voice: "Yes, when the immortal chief came back from the town, he directly found me and asked me to deliberately release the word, saying that he would burn Ueda Takashi." So, I got a dummy and acted in a play with the fairy chief. ”

"So, Takashi Ueda wasn't burned to death?" Yu Chengen's eyes shrank, staring at Li Canghai and asked.

Li Canghai said deeply: "This is natural, I did this just to make you relax your vigilance and make you think that as soon as Ueda Takashi dies, we will leave the Zhang family and no longer ask about this matter." In this way, you will have no scruples to commit murder again! ”

"But I don't understand, why did the murderer deliberately leave clues when he killed someone?" Di Qing asked curiously.

"Because, the murderer wants the deceased to know why he was killed!" Li Canghai glanced at Yu Chengen.

Di Qing hadn't spoken for a long time, she was already a little uncomfortable, she could speak at this time, how could she give up?

"Then why were the three people who died in these three murders killed? Just because of three paintings? Could it be that there is a curse in this painting? Di Qing blinked her eyes and asked puzzled.

"Not because of these paintings, but because of the people who painted them." Li Canghai said deeply.

Zhang Wenyuan's face suddenly became distorted, and he shouted: "Nonsense! That's nonsense! Feng Niang has been dead for more than ten years, don't tell me, Yu Chengen was possessed by Feng Niang's soul to kill Hongmei and them! ”

"It's not a ghost, but it's not much different. And the real motive is hidden in these four paintings. Li Canghai squinted his eyes and looked at the four paintings hanging on the wall and said.

Everyone looked at the four paintings, but after looking at them for a long time, everyone didn't see anything, and even Conan was confused.

"Brother Li, I have also looked at these pictures many times, but I don't see anything abnormal, where is the motive you said is hidden in the painting?" Conan asked with a frown.

"Actually, it was only after this 'Junzi Lan Tu' was hung on the wall that I discovered the key point, which is the inscription poems of these four pictures." Li Canghai pointed to a few paintings and said.

"Inscription?" The crowd followed him and hurriedly looked at the inscriptions of the four pictures.

Proud Snow and Cold Meitu: It is still a cold winter moonlit day, and it is as red as fire. The fragrance shook off the solitary beauty, and the dark fragrance floated in the snow.

Junzi Lantu: I knew this Fang Fei when I was a child, and I only had potted plants and stone walls. Remember that the spring breeze scatters the valley, and the flowers are like grass and return to the wood.

Mo Zhutu: I was born in the broken rock, and I was thin and straight, arrogant and arrogant. Although the high material is old and more resolute, it is comparable to the thousand-year-old cypress pine.

Jin Ju bullying frost picture: children planting flowers like pottery, all over the edge of the fence is becoming more and more oblique. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored in flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless.

Conan recited all the verses and fell into deep thought.

Di Qing tilted her head and blinked her eyes, her face was cute, and she didn't know why.

"Each of these four poems is so fitting to these pictures that I still don't see anything strange." Conan frowned, thought for a while, and shook his head.

"Brother Nan can't see it, because he attaches too much importance to the artistic conception and ignores the most superficial things. In fact, the reason why Feng Niang painted these four paintings before she died was to express her resentment, and she wrote about her experience in the form of a hidden poem. Just take out the first word of these four poems to understand the meaning. Li Canghai sighed.

Di Qing blinked her eyes, pointed to the four paintings with her finger, and then counted them and said: "The first picture is 'yet', the second is 'son', the third is 'me', and the fourth is 'child'. ”

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Conan's mind, and he said solemnly, "No! The order is wrong, not in the order of Meilan and Zhuju, but in the order of killing, plum, bamboo, chrysanthemum, and orchid. So, these four words should be connected - return my child! ”

Everyone was stunned for an instant, and everyone suddenly felt that a cold air rushed directly from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Gai, and at the same time, they hit the spirit.

People who died more than ten years ago left four paintings before they died, and what these four paintings hid was 'return my child'? This has to be terrifying. (To be continued.) )