Morishima Museum of Art.

"The news and clues we have found have been sent to the insurance company."

"What are they going to do?"

"I don't know, anyway, our work is done, and it's their business to choose what to do with it."

Su Qi nodded, he could imagine that there were nothing more than two possibilities, prosecution or reconciliation, and the latter was more likely.

After all, according to Morishima's identity and influence, if it weren't for the enmity between the two presidents, it shouldn't be so torn apart, there is no benefit, and the probability of choosing to settle out of court is very high.

"They just had to find a private investigator."

Su Qi knew that this matter was over, there would be no results, and no news would be exposed.

The art circle can only be sung by collecting firewood, no one will dismantle the stage, and taking the initiative to expose the fraud scandal is to smash the jobs of the whole industry.

Su Qi looked at the oil paintings on the wall in front of him in the Morishima Art Museum, one by one fake art, they had already got a list from the art student and the store manager, a list of fake paintings.

"I don't think the lines you copied here are very shallow."

"It seems to be...... But it's weird. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Daryl's line style is always on the thick side, and there are very few such shallow lines, which are not exactly the same as those analyzed in the professor's previous papers...... It may not be mentioned in detail, but it may be that it is an unstable early painting style, and it is a progress of Daryl's style and thinking. ”

Two art students studying copying at the art museum are talking, seemingly studying the paintings of the famous artist Daryl, but ......

Su Qi knew that it was not a famous painting, and there was no change in painting style as they speculated, it was just a ...... Fake.

One that distorted the later observers, a fake.

"Art is a relic of human spiritual thought, a record of history, and a learning material for future generations.

Ueno's senior said to Su Qi, and there was obviously an irrepressible resentment in his tone.

"Those who deceive the world with fake paintings and disguise them as real paintings are just for fame and money, but what they leave behind is a false history, just like a textbook full of mistakes that have not been corrected, teaching wrong experiences from generation to generation."

If the tree starts from its roots and grows in a crooked direction, then one day, it will fall.

Su Qi looked at the "Ueno senior" and did not speak.

"The Morishima Museum of Art is over, let's go." Ueno-senpai said.

The two walked out of the art museum and walked from the side of the road to the parking place, Su Qi suddenly asked:

"Are you really Ueno-senpai?"

Ueno's senior was stunned, and was about to speak, Su Qi's mobile phone rang, Su Qi looked at the caller ID, picked up the phone, turned on the speakerphone, and a voice came from the phone:

"Su Qi, where are you, it's me, Ueno, I'm sorry I went out drinking with people last night and drank too much, I overslept today and just woke up, and I found that I lost my phone and car keys, I went to the law firm to find Mr. Watanabe to contact you, and I made an appointment with Morishima Art ...... today."

On the phone, the voice of Ueno-senpai was heard.

And in front of Su Qi, there is also an Ueno senior standing now, laughing.

Su Qi spread his hands.

"Well, now tell me who you are."

"I'm Ueno, your senior."

The other party said with a smile.

"What about this on the phone?"

"I don't know, probably ...... Ghost? ”

'Ueno-senpai' was still smiling.

Su Qi raised his eyebrows, not knowing if he was ridiculing or really referring to the kind of "ghost" he saw.

"Who the hell are you, and why are you here disguised as Ueno-senpai."

"Don't worry, I'm not targeting you, I'm here for the Morishima Museum of Art, using you, just by the way, of course...... I'm also a little interested in you. ”

"What are you talking about, we've met?"

"I saw you online."

“……”

"You appeared in that video of Ikebukuro Tengu on the Internet, didn't you?"

Su Qi frowned slightly, the other party was talking about the Oni King Tengu created in Tokyo as a decapitation cycle when the chairman was affected by Faust.

At that time, in order to resolve the crisis, he harvested and anchored by the way, appeared in a scene by himself, acted in a play, and was "killed" by Tengu once, which was made into a video and uploaded to the Internet.

That video should indeed be seen by many people, yes, but according to this one, I came to myself, and it seems to be a reference......

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have much time to dwell on you today......"

The smile on the face of the 'Ueno-senpai' was even stronger.

Suddenly!

Reach out and push Su Qi hard!

Su Qi didn't expect the other party to make a sudden move, and he didn't check it for a while, even though he had been exercising recently and was in good health, but the opponent's strength was also surprisingly great, he was pushed out a few steps and lost his center of gravity and fell.

"We'll see you next time."

'Ueno-senpai' was still smiling and disappeared from Su Qi's field of vision, and the last thing Su Qi saw was that this fake 'Ueno-senpai' pushed his hand with a white whale tattoo on the palm.

We're about to take Dance of the Witches from here, and it deserves a better home – Moby Dick.

This is the declaration of theft left on the wall of the Morishima Museum of Art, that art theft gang, Moby Dick.

And then.

"Tick !!!"

Car horn! Su Qi turned his head and could only see that in the field of vision, the front of the big truck was already attached to his face!

"Ugh! …… Boom! ……”

The sound of tires grinding against the ground, the sound of hitting something, the sound of running over.

"Yikes! Someone's killed! Hit someone! ”

The exclamation of the crowd of onlookers eating melons.

At the scene of the car accident, under the tires of the truck, there were scattered flesh and intestines and bone stubble, and a broken little finger bone was rolled out of the distance, and it hit a pair of leather shoes with strange materials, and the leather shoes had a bone-style decorative design, which was realistic like real bones.

“……”

The owner of the shoe looked down at the phalanges at his feet, and his eyes suddenly burst into something like inspiration, and he bent down to pick up the bones, put them in his pocket, and turned away.

……

Hospital.

"It's a miracle! How do you do it! ”

The attending doctor looked blankly and frantically at the "complete" young man sitting in front of him with a pale face and not looking very healthy.

You know, half an hour ago, this person was still two.

Su Qi rubbed his head, he didn't know how to explain his headache, how to explain that he, a person who had just been crushed into half by a big truck, had healed himself in just a few hours.

To be honest, he didn't expect that fake Ueno-senpai to suddenly make a move and push himself into the van.

The doctor next to him was still chattering, and Su Qi didn't have the energy to deal with it, but fortunately, Andersen arrived soon.

Mr. Andersen first looked at the doctor, then took out the lighter, distorted the doctor's cognition, and made him forget what he saw, and then left the hospital with Su Qi and said:

"You have to tell me what happened, and by the way, the Morishima Museum of Art was just set on fire and burned down."

……

Y Lanbai's book "I'm Really Not Her Apprentice", I said it last week, and then I forgot about it......