Chapter 179: Gradually Becoming Clear
"Boss Xu, what's wrong?" Yang Chenxi saw Xu Lang squatting down suddenly, a little puzzled.
Xu Lang knocked on the pattern and asked, "Can you see anything?" β
Yang Chenxi also squatted down and looked over, and saw the clue at a glance: "F5? You mean, the designer of this chair is the same person as the murderer at the art gallery? β
"You can see it." Xu Lang was really a little surprised by Yang Chenxi's reasoning ability, the other party definitely didn't know as much news as him, but with a symbol, he deduced a conclusion similar to him.
Yang Chenxi was amused by Xu Lang: "First of all, I am in art sales, so I can't even see this designed 'F5', but I usually don't pay attention to it." Besides, you have this expression, I can't guess anything, that would be too stupid. β
As soon as the words fell, the two heard the sound of the key opening the door, and then saw Zhang Liying walking in, she saw Xu Lang and Yang Chenxi squatting on the ground, and asked strangely, "What are you doing here?" β
"Sister Liying, I have something to tell you......"
Originally, Xu Lang just wanted to set up a set of chairs around the bush, and he didn't intend to tell the other party the truth, but now, they have been seen by the other party. The man and the woman were squatting on the ground, and they were quite close together, and in order to avoid misunderstandings, he decided to speak directly.
After Zhang Liying listened, she looked at the F5 pattern again, and her face was very bad.
"How could it be him?" Zhang Liying frowned.
Xu Lang was overjoyed in his heart, it seems that there is really a clue this time: "Sister Liying, who is it?" You've got to be honest with me so I can help you and help that person. β
"This matter has to start from a few years ago when I started doing charity ......," Zhang Liying thought for a while and said slowly.
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Xu Lang listened to Zhang Liying's words quietly, and had a rough idea in his heart.
When Zhang Liying came out to start a business, the company developed well, so she began to do charity to expand the company's influence. One of the charity activities is to support a group of young artists.
The later development of those people was different, some even entered Zhang Liying's company, such as Liu Xiaolei, and some became well-known artists. Of course, there are also some who gradually disappear, or maybe wander around and become street artists.
Among them, there is a young artist named Feng E, who usually can't find anyone, but often sends Zhang Liying some of his own works.
Xu Lang pondered for a moment and said, "Feng E? F is the meaning of FENG, so what does this 5 mean? The pinyin of '峨' is 'e', aoe? Third in line, no! ABCDEοΌ That's exactly the fifth! β
was turned upside down by Xu Lang, and the two women present were stunned, they didn't think about this, but it seems to make sense to say this.
"Sister Liying, do you still have information about this Feng E? For example, a photo, a personal message, or something else that he sent you? Xu Lang asked.
"If I have photos and personal information, I can ask my assistant to look it up. However, why don't you let Qin Xiaolu check it? Knowing the name, it should be easy to look up. Zhang Liying looked at Xu Lang and asked curiously.
"Hi...... yes, I forgot
I'm going to call her now. Xu Lang didn't expect it, he just planned to investigate the matter more carefully and then tell Li Tai and them.
When Zhang Liying heard this, she was a little happy in her heart, it seemed that when Xu Lang encountered a problem, the first thing that came to mind was her, not Qin Xiaolu.
"Oh, my good girlfriend, looking at your expression, could it be because of Xu Lang's two words that your heart is rippling?" Yang Chenxi walked to Zhang Liying's side, touched Zhang Liying's elbow with his elbow, and teased.
"What spring heart rippling? Don't talk nonsense...... By the way, I still have a painting sent by Feng E at home, but my mother hasn't left yet, so you have to cooperate with me. Zhang Liying said to Yang Chenxi.
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As soon as Zhang Liying and Yang Chenxi entered the villa, Su Meifeng came over and asked, "Are you looking for that Xu Lang again?" β
"Mom, Xu Lang has already returned to the park, can't I go to find Dawn? She had just come back and there were a lot of things in the villa that had not been purchased, so I asked her to come over and get some groceries. Zhang Liying hugged Su Meifeng and said with a smile, "You go to my room to sleep first, and I'll come up in a while." β
"Auntie, I don't even have a sheet and quilt cover over there." Yang Chenxi took advantage of this opportunity to play the role of assist, "Originally, I was going to sleep with Liying for one night, and we haven't chatted for a long time, but since you're here, Auntie, it's still your mother and daughter talking, and I'll go back after taking my things." β
Su Meifeng pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's go back first, and you two girlfriends have a good chat." Especially Chenxi, you can do ideological work for Xiaoying, she can't look down on so many elites in our East China Sea, so she has to like Xu Lang's suburban boy. β
"Okay Auntie! I also think that Xu Lang is not worthy of Liying, not to mention anything else, just like he speaks, he has no education at all. Yang Chenxi nodded and followed Su Meifeng's words.
Su Meifeng heard Yang Chenxi standing on her side, and her mood improved a lot: "Xiaoying, do you see it?" We are all for your own good, and we will not harm you. β
"I see, I'll think about it." Zhang Liying said.
In this way, the two girlfriends cooperated with each other and got Su Meifeng away.
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Xu Lang told Qin Xiaolu about the situation, and then went back to Zhang Liying's villa and went directly to the second floor.
The second floor, like the first floor, is dominated by pink, but there are not many things, and it looks relatively empty.
Zhang Liying opened a box, took out a painting half a meter long and one meter high, and placed it on the table against the wall.
"When I got it, I just put it away." Zhang Liying took a few steps back and looked at the painting, but still didn't see anything.
Xu Lang looked at the painting in front of him and frowned unconsciously.
The content of this painting is very strange, it is a man with an Asian face, dressed as a cowboy from the western part of the United States, standing in the middle of a field, his right hand open to his chest, and his face showing a bright smile facing forward.
"Is this painting on Feng E?" Xu Lang asked Zhang Liying.
"I guess it is, in fact, I don't have much impression of him, that is, at the beginning, I had dinner with a large group of young artists and took group photos." Zhang Liying said.
"Why did he send you a self-portrait?"
Yang Chenxi frowned at this time and looked at the whole painting and said, "Liying, I think this Feng E should have special feelings for you, maybe admiration, or gratitude." Otherwise, a person would not casually give his self-portrait to someone else. β
"Huh?" Zhang Liying opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.
"Boss Yang has a point, what about after having special feelings? Will this emotion become more distorted? Xu Lang said, "I once saw in some film and television dramas that those perverted murderers will kill their sweethearts and make them into works of art." In this way, his sweetheart will always belong to him. β
Zhang Liying's face turned pale for a while, and she couldn't stand steadily.
"Boss Xu, you're a bit alarmist."
Yang Chenxi hugged Zhang Liying and comforted, "It's okay, the possibility that Xu Lang said is not big." β
"Haha, I'm just talking about it." Xu Lang only reacted at this time, his words caused great pressure on Zhang Liying, and he hurriedly smiled, "Sister Liying, don't worry, I won't let you get hurt." β
Zhang Liying nodded.
Xu Lang studied the painting carefully, and suddenly frowned again: "Strange, why doesn't this painting have the signature of F5?" β
"Didn't you? Let me see. Yang Chenxi was more familiar with the artwork, so he also came up and looked up and down: "It's really not, is it written in a more secret way, and you need a magnifying glass to see it?" β
Xu Lang shook his head and said, "No, the statues in the art museum and the chairs in your house have the signatures on them." The killer is not like a person who hides his signature. β
He denied Yang Chenxi's conclusion, stared at the painting again, and suddenly, he found a question: "Sister Liying, is this Feng E a disabled person?" β
"No, I have the impression that those young artists are all sound." Zhang Liying asked, "Did you find anything?" β
Xu Lang pointed to the painting and said, "At first, I thought it was an angle problem and I couldn't see his left arm, but now it seems that he probably doesn't have a left arm." Or rather, he lost his left arm because of something. β
Zhang Liying and Yang Chenxi took a look, and sure enough, at first glance, this painting looked like the person in the painting was holding his left hand, but now it seems that he probably has no left hand!
"A one-armed young artist? With this gimmick, his works can be multiplied several times! Yang Chenxi sighed.
Xu Lang was speechless, it's all this time, what you thought of is this?
However, in addition to the art itself, the art does need the story behind the art.
"Is a one-armed young artist panning for gold in the western part of the country?" Xu Lang looked at the painting and scratched his head, "What do you mean?" It's hard to understand. β
"Who said it was the United States?" "Although he is dressed as a western cowboy, he has fields and elephants behind him, which is more like he is in Southeast Asia...... It's grown in this field -- it looks like ...... Poppies, moreover, he must have put a lot of thought into painting these poppies. β
Xu Lang's heart was shocked, and he exclaimed: "Poppy? You're talking about poppies that are used as drugs? β
Yang Chenxi was taken aback by Xu Lang and nodded solemnly.