"The police handle the case!" Lao Lu showed his police officer card, and at the same time said in his low and non-angry tone.

The man in the long shirt was stunned at first, then embarrassedly lifted the frame on the bridge of his nose, and said in a tone that changed back to normal and nervous: "Comrade policeman, is there something wrong?" ”

Lao Lu asked, "Is the boss here called Cao Weihu?" ”

"yes!"

"He's been murdered, let's find out." Lao Lu said lightly.

The man in the long robe suddenly showed an incredible expression and asked, "No, really?" ”

I nodded and asked, "What is the relationship between Boss Cao and the painter Yu Jinmo?" ”

The man in the long shirt didn't seem to have recovered from the shock, and Lao Lu scolded: "What about you!" ”

The man in the long shirt let out an 'oh', tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "I heard the boss say that before Yu Jinmo became famous, he used to help Jinmo too much financially. ”

I asked again, "Do you know the painting of Cao Weihu's house with a nine-tailed fox?" ”

"I know, you see, this photo was left when Yu Jinmo gave away the painting." The man in the long shirt said as he walked over to the wall and pointed to a delicately framed photograph. The photo is a group photo of Cao Weihu and Yu Jinmo smiling.

I looked at the photo and asked, "The background of this group photo is in this store, right?" Why did Yu Jinmo send this painting to Cao Weihu? ”

The man in the long shirt said, "The photo was taken in this store. It is said that Yu Jinmo gave the boss this painting, and there is a Linghu to repay the kindness, just to repay the boss for his help, so this painting is named "Linghu Sending Rui". It used to be hung in the store, but since Yu Jinmo's value skyrocketed, the boss put this painting at home. I estimate that this painting can account for at least 70% of all the boss's belongings. A well-deserved treasure of the town store. ”

I exchanged glances with Lao Lu, and it seems that this murder is more likely.

I continued to ask, "What else do you know about Cao Weihu?" For example, his love life and some of his private friends. ”

The man in the long shirt asked, "Does this have anything to do with his murder?" ”

I said, "We need to learn as much as we can to help solve the case." ”

The man in the long shirt lifted the frame again, sighed and said, "I worked for the boss for six years, and he was very good to me, I didn't want to talk about this gossip after he left, but since it is to solve the case, I will tell you what I know." ”

I nodded, looking at the face of the man in the long robe, who showed a look of helplessness and regret.

The man in the long shirt said: "Boss Cao divorced very early, has no children under his knees, and he seems to be very disgusted with women, even fearful, as for why, I can't say well." But he has a soft spot for young men, especially talented men, and he takes special care of them and is generous. Yu Jinmo is one, Lu Qiujun is one, I think I should be counted as one! So I feel that he should be as good as Longyang. ”

"Who is Lu Qiujun?" I asked.

"He is a young painter, in his early twenties, not from a professional background, but he is extremely talented, his photorealist style and his copying of famous works of art, which is close to perfection. I can say that there are not many people in the whole country who have his kind of painting ability, and sooner or later he will become famous all over the world. ”

"What's his relationship with Cao Weihu?"

The man in the long robe frowned and said, "What do you say?" At best, the two are like father and son, and in a crooked way, both of them are a little gay. ”

"Does this Lu Qiujun have long hair?"

"Yes, very artistic."

Lao Lu and I exchanged glances again, and continued to ask, "Do you know this person's contact information?" ”

The man in the long shirt muttered while looking at his phone: "Wait for me to see, he left a few paintings to sell in the store, so I saved his mobile phone number for easy contact, ah, there is, this number." ”

I took out my phone and dialed the number, but it was turned off.

"Do you know where he lives?" I asked.

The man in the robe shook his head.

Walking out of the calligraphy and painting shop, I looked at the time, it was already a quarter past twelve o'clock at noon. Lao Lu picked up his mobile phone and called Xiao Xia, instructing him to find out Lu Qiujun's address as soon as possible. After that, we found a random noodle restaurant and had a hasty lunch.

Xiao Xia's mobility has indeed improved a lot, and at half past one noon, Lao Lu received a message from Xiao Xia, which is Lu Qiujun's home address, located in a residential area at the mouth of Shuanghekou (place name).

Driving there, Lao Lu said while driving: "From the description of Lu Qiujun by the clerk of the calligraphy and painting shop, he is very likely to be the murderer of Cao Weihu, we may confront him head-on later, although there is nothing wrong with subduing him with the skills of the three of us, but we still have to pay attention to safety." ”

It is a six-story residential building built in the early 90s, and the tiles on the walls have fallen off in many places, but such a house was good in those days.

At noon, the entire residential area is quiet. We went to the third floor and knocked on the door of Room 301, but no one answered.

I looked at Lao Lu and said, "This old-fashioned security door, I estimate that it can be opened in five minutes." ”

Lao Lu didn't speak, his mouth curled, and he turned around with his hands crossed in front of his chest.

I looked at Tang Zhenguo, smiled at each other knowingly, and took out the lock-picking tool I carried with me.

In less than five minutes, the door opened. The three of us nimbly flashed into the room and gently closed the door.

In addition to Lu Qiujun's art photos, there are also many paintings on the walls, such as Picasso's "Guernica" and "Boy with a Pipe", Van Gogh's "Starry Night", Monet's "Haystack" and Leonardo da Vinci's "Leda and the Swan". I'm really a little bit of a fan of paintings, and that's all I can recognize. Of course, these paintings all bear Lu Qiujun's signature, and they are obviously copied works. The other works are also extraordinary, especially the photorealist painting of a lion holding a fawn on the wall, which can be confused with reality.

The three of us were amazed by the paintings in this room, and I regretted that it would be so sad and sad if such a brilliant painter was really a murderer.

I checked the house and found no one hiding, this two-bedroom room of less than 50 square meters is full of paintings. Just one thing that struck me as odd was that I found a pair of climbing shoes on the shoe rack, and judging by the size of the climbing shoes, it was clearly not the owner's.

"Ouyang, look what I found." Lao Lu shouted from the master bedroom.

Tang Zhenguo and I both ran to the master bedroom, only to see Lao Lu carrying a painttube in his hand, and this painttube was almost exactly the same as the painttube on the back of the suspicious person in the surveillance.

Lao Lu slowly opened the lid and took out a plastic bag from inside, which clearly contained a steel claw and two hairy beast claw specimens.

Both the steel claws and the claws were cleaned, but due to the complexity of the materials, there were still blood stains left even after the claw specimens were cleaned.

Judging from these two things, even if we do not compare the DNA stains of the beast's claws, we can infer that it has a great connection with Cao Weihu's death.

Lao Lu muttered in his mouth: "Ge Laozi!" Immediately dialed the mobile phone and immediately deployed the arrest of Lu Qiujun.

I suggested that the three of us turn our phones to vibrate and just wait at Lu Qiujun's house. But we squatted at his house, not eating, drinking, or sleeping, until three o'clock in the morning the next day, and still did not wait for Lu Qiujun to come home.

It's not a way to be hungry and tired like this, so I asked Tang Zhenguo to go out to buy some snacks and contact him by text message before coming back.

After Tang Zhenguo went back and forth, we continued to hold out until nine o'clock in the morning, and it seemed that this ambush operation was a complete failure.

After Lao Lu drank the remaining canned coffee, he said with red eyes: "It seems that Lu Qiujun has absconded in fear of crime. ”

I nodded, no rebuttal.

At this time, Lao Lu's mobile phone began to vibrate, and after Lao Lu answered the phone, he said with a heavy face: "Xiao Xia called just now, saying that a citizen called the police, and another famous painting was stolen last night, but this time there was no fatal case." ”

I jumped up from the couch, stretched and said, "Let's go, go to the scene and have a look, maybe these two cases are involved." ”

Lao Lu said: "I think so too. ”

When I came out of Lu Qiujun's house, I met a few neighbors who came back from selling vegetables, they looked at us with strange eyes, and I heard these people muttering in a low voice behind my back: "This pervert, it is disgusting to call three men to come to the house at once." "It seems that Lu Qiujun's bad reputation is well-known in this area.

Lao Lu made a few more phone calls on the road, and the content was still to deploy the operation to arrest Lu Qiujun, of course, that is, to conduct a large-scale inventory of the airport, railway station, station and port, and asked about the establishment of checkpoints on the main traffic routes, as well as the investigation of Lu Qiujun's relatives and friends. However, Lu Qiujun's news is still nothing.

When I came to a community on Beibin Road, I found the owner of the famous painting who reported to the police, an old woman in her seventies, surnamed Xu, and several people accompanied by this old woman, all of whom were dignified, and should be the old woman's family.

"Old woman, what kind of painting was stolen?" Lao Lu stepped forward to ask after showing his documents.

The old woman's voice trembled, and she said with a slight cry: "It is a true work by Xu Beihong, "Lonely Begging in the Snow". ”

My God, the old woman's words shocked me because she said the words 'Xu Beihong's true handwriting'.

What is the concept of 'Xu Beihong's true works'? Let me give you an example: on the evening of December 5, 2011, Beijing Poly's "Twelve Famous Masters of Modern and Modern Calligraphy and Painting Night Show" raised the gavel at the Asia Hotel. Xu Beihong's "Kyushu Nothing to Do" unambiguously started at 150 million, and the price soared to 200 million after 1 minute, and then the price entered the stalemate stage, and new buyers joined when the hammer fell for 230 million, and finally fell under the hammer at a price of 232 million, plus a commission of 266.8 million.

A painting sold for 266.8 million RMB, can I not be shocked?