Soon the two met in a vase shop, where most of the vases were porcelain vases.

"It's almost all porcelain vases, and there's all kinds of paintings on them, let's see if there's anything you like." Ziya looked at the vase in front of her and said absently.

At this time, Wen Chun was in no mood to think about this.

"Ziya, you know me............ We really came today just to see the vase. Wen Chun said.

Ziya nodded and said I know.

"How do you look at this vase, isn't it very retro and elegant." Ziya asked Wen Chun with a vase in her hand.

Wen Chun didn't react.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a man walked in.

Ziya looked in that direction, and Wen Chun also looked over.

Ziya put down the jade vase in her hand.

"Old Mu, you're here, long time no see." Ziya greeted politely.

"Come, Ya'er, how long have you not been here, tell me yourself, did you forget me?" Mu Lao said with a smile.

Immediately after that, several people walked into the lounge inside.

"Elder Mu, I came today to ask you to see something and do me a favor." After speaking, Ziya took out a photo from her pocket.

That photo was given to her by Wen Chun before.

Mu Lao took the photo, put it on, helped his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

It wasn't long before he looked up at the two in front of him.

"I've seen this picture, is there anything wrong?" Mu Lao asked while blowing tea.

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with this picture, but what I want to ask is that you can see if there is anything wrong with this vase. You see, the paint on it is ............," Ziya said.

Mu Lao put down the tea and smiled.

"This painting looks like an ordinary watercolor at first glance, but this photo may reveal a drawback due to the angle of light." Mu Lao looked at the two.

The two young men in front of them were a little puzzled.

"You don't have to be so confused, I know what you're trying to say." Mu Lao said slowly.

"The bamboo on this vase looks like a human technique, of course, there is nothing superb about this painting, the superb lies in the use of this color, this hue will change with the change of sunlight, sometimes it will be cyan and sometimes it will be blue, but it is not obvious, so it is not easy to find. Merely......... It's just that the material of this coating is toxic. Mu Lao looked at the two people in front of him at this time.

At this time, the eyes of the two people were stunned.

Wen Chun's expression changed significantly at this time.

"You mean there's something wrong with the color tone, don't you?" Shan Wenchun stared at the person in front of him and said.

Mu Lao smiled and did not answer his question, but sat there alone and continued to sip tea.

Then the two men left. Ziya had been staring at Wen Chun's expression all the way, but she didn't say anything.

"Ziya, do you have something to do now, if there is nothing to do, I think you go back alone first." Wen Chun looked at the girl in front of her.

Ziya stared at her boyfriend with her big eyes.

"Do you still feel like there's something undone, and if I can, I think maybe I can help you." Ziya's expression revealed a sad feeling.

Wen Chun knew that his actions might be a little cruel to Ziya, but now he didn't have much to do, because there were still too many things that had happened to him recently, and the most important thing was that he hadn't gotten rid of the suspect in Milan's death case.

Wen Chun looked at Ziya, put her in a taxi, and watched the taxi go away.

Wen Chun now thought that he could go and find the forensic doctor who took the photo for a while, that is, the photo he showed to Mu Lao just now.

Since he can grasp the ratio of light and color just right, he will definitely know that this kind of cyan bamboo is not easy to shoot.

The bamboo on the vase will change color on its own, and will this vase have anything to do with Milan's death?

This discolored vase also looks normal, and there is nothing strange about it.

Shan Wenchun continued to walk down the street.

"By the way, water is water, and it only changes color when it touches water, and the bamboo painted on the vase at that time changed from blue to blue...... And the same is true of that photo...... It's also blue" Shan Wenchun was stunned, and he subconsciously stopped.

In other words, when the police were at the scene of the crime, the cruel method of killing Mi Lan had not disappeared.

"Pollen, water, allergies......... A large series of thoughts were in Wen Chun's mind, and it was like a mess at this time. ”

Shan Wenchun walked on the street, and he was weak in front of him.

He held up the photo in his hand again and looked at the blue painted bamboo faintly visible on the vase.

At this time, Wen Chun got up.

He thought about what he was going to do now, where to start, and how to start.

Suddenly, a child with fireworks passed by, and he was fascinated by it.

He hasn't been in much love for so many years, and Ziya is also one of his favorite girls.

Thinking about the back that Ziya walked by just now, it was inevitably a little desolate.

At this time, Wen Chun felt that his strength was exhausted and passed out on the side of the road. Mi Lan's figure inexplicably appeared in his eyes.

I only hear a call from afar:

"Wen Chun, Wen Chun,..............." Wen Chun called out a lot in the dream, and Wen Chun was almost unconscious at this time, and he was lying on the side of the road alone.

Shan Wenchun grabbed the person in front of him with his hand, but saw that the shadow at this time was vague and uncertain, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Wen Chun's hand finally had to be let go.

When Wen Chun woke up, he was lying in the hospital, and the girl next to him was Ziya.

Ziya held his hand in front of her face at this time, her eyes full of worry.

Ziya looks mature, and at this time she is like an intellectual woman, guarding next to Wen Chun.

"Wen Chun, you ........." Ziya took Wen Chun's hand and suddenly cried.

Wen Chun gently stroked her hair with his hand, comforting her. The girlfriend in front of him is very good to him.

"Ziya, you......... You ......" Wen Chun also cried tears at this time, and his face showed a sense of shame.

In this way, the two of them stayed quietly in the ward, only until the time passed by second by second.

It was soon dawn and the sun came out.

Ziya got up and opened the curtains, and the sun outside shone in.

Ziya rubbed her eyes and helped Wen Chun sit up.

"I remember when I first arrived in Meishan, the sunshine there was also like this, warm and shining." Wen Chun said a little weakly.

Ziya stood in front of the window and listened to Wen Chun's words, silently wiping away her tears with her hands.