The staff was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, who was very enthusiastic when he heard that he had come to buy paintings.

He pointed to the many oil paintings on the ground on the first floor, and said with a smile: "These oil paintings are all painted by our outstanding and outstanding students here, do you like any of them?" ”

"How much does this painting cost?" Li Changqing asked with a smile.

"It's not expensive, it's only a piece of Lang coin, and we don't take any of the money from selling these paintings in the store, and we will give them to the students who painted these paintings, so as to motivate them to study hard."

"Of course, the frame is more expensive, and it costs five lang coins."

Li Changqing narrowed his eyes and secretly scolded the profiteer, the frame of the painting was five times more expensive than this oil painting.

It's embarrassing to say that he will give the painting money to the students, and the profits will all be made by your frame.

"That's the case, I heard the female boss of Yuxuan's bun shop say that it was her acquaintance who sold her paintings, so let me come over and find him." Li Changqing said with a smile.

When the staff heard this, they immediately went to the younger half enthusiastically, but they still maintained a little politeness: "That's okay, I'll go up and ask." ”

With that, he jumped upstairs.

It didn't take long.

"Listen to the female boss of Yuxuan? I sold it, but I don't know her well. ”

A man in his early thirties, wearing a blue checkered cap, with a beard and standard artist attire, walked downstairs.

At this time, he was still holding a paintbrush in his hand and came to Li Changqing: "May I ask who you are?" ”

"Dong Mingxiang, are you?" Dong Mingxiang asked with a smile.

"You sold those paintings to Li Lin, right?"

Li Changqing had a smile on his face: "I saw that those paintings were so good and cheap, so I made a special trip to ask." ”

"I sold it, you look at these paintings, how many of them can be eye-catching......"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, Li Changqing grabbed his arm and pressed him the sofa on the first floor.

"What are you doing, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, let go quickly."

His arm was twisted to the back, and Dong Mingxiang's forehead sweated in pain, and he gasped: "If you do this again, I can call the federal police!" ”

Everyman?

Li Changqing could feel that Dong Mingxiang did not have any mana fluctuations in his body, and he did not act any different from ordinary people when he spoke and acted.

It's weird.

It's just an ordinary person?

Li Changqing had some doubts in his heart, and reprimanded loudly: "Say! What's going on with those paintings? ”

Dong Mingxiang endured the pain and hurriedly said: "Those paintings were all spent by my students. ”

"Where's the frame?"

Picture frames?

Dong Mingxiang was stunned, could it be that the problem was in that frame? He hurriedly said: "There is a person who gave me a sum of money and asked me to use the frame he gave me. ”

After selling Li Lin eight paintings before, someone came to the door and gave him 10,000 lang coins, claiming to use the frame he gave.

Dong Mingxiang didn't think much about it, is there such a good thing in the world?

He gladly accepted, and then took the frame given by the man and went to install it for Li Lin.

After listening to Dong Mingxiang's words, Li Changqing distinguished it and felt that this person did not look like a lie.

Letting go of his arm, Li Changqing said in a deep voice, "Do you know what that person's name is?" Identity, address? ”

Dong Mingxiang endured the pain in his arm: "I don't know about this, but looking at the appearance of that person, he should be a decent person, and he is dressed very decently." ”

Li Changqing frowned and asked, "There should be surveillance in your store, right?" Pull it out and I'll take a look. ”

Seeing that Dong Mingxiang had a little reluctance on his face, Li Changqing took out a federal police ID: "I am a federal policeman, and this person is the criminal I am tracking." ”

Dong Mingxiang saw that he was a federal policeman, and his attitude changed.

Soon, the surveillance screen appeared, the person was wearing a black suit, he was not very old, he was only twenty-five or sixteen, and he was quite handsome.

Li Changqing touched his chin, frowned slightly, and hugged his chest with both hands, this person was very fresh, and Li Changqing was not familiar with it.

Li Changqing walked back and forth, with a contemplative look on his face.

After copying the video to his mobile phone, Li Changqing walked out of the studio.

Who would do it to Li Lin and Li Qingxue?

Your own enemy, you don't have to do this, right?

Could it be the Brewster family?

No, now that he has become an archbishop, the Brewster family will not fall out with him because of a small contradiction before.

Not to mention attacking your own loved ones.

Keane? The organization of the fallen angels?

This is indeed a big contradiction with himself, but the target of that group of people is Tang Xiaoyu.

Even if he wants to do it, he should catch his sister and sister and use them to threaten Tang Xiaoyu in exchange, which is more reliable.

Instead of laying down such a pattern of yin to kill people.

Li Changqing was puzzled.

No matter what, we have to find a way to protect the safety of Li Lin and Li Qingxue.

He thought about it, picked up his phone, and dialed Shirakawa.

"Hey, old white."

"What's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Shirakawa's sleepy voice came out, apparently not waking up yet.

Li Changqing said in a deep voice: "There is a problem in my steamed bun shop. ”

Subsequently, he told everything that had happened on the phone.

"I have to rush back to the Investigation Bureau in the near future, the matter of the bun shop, you can help me keep an eye on it, if I can find out who did it behind it, it will be the best."

Bai Chuan didn't hesitate too much, and agreed very decisively: "Okay, no problem." ”

As long as there are no tasks in the thirty-sixth round, idleness is idleness.

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Li Changqing returned to the bun shop, where a stove had been lit, and the yin qi had faded a lot.

In the evening, Li Qingxue also went home from school.

The three siblings sat together, eating, and chatting.

Li Lin always felt that after Li Changqing came back this time, there were some differences from before, and there was always a little sadness in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

However, she turned to think of Detective Li Changqing's identity, presumably because she encountered a complicated case.

She then told Li Changqing not to think too much and to rest as much as possible.

Of course, Li Changqing agreed one by one.

At dawn the next day, Li Changqing walked out of the bun shop and saw the bookstore across the street, Bai Chuan was wearing a shirt and trousers, sitting in it quietly reading.

"Have breakfast?"

Li Changqing came to the bookstore and asked with a smile.

Bai Chuan glanced up at him, then smiled, and said, "I've eaten, then again, when are you going to go to the General Investigation Bureau?" ”

"If it's okay, I'll leave later."

"Be careful." Shirakawa said calmly, "Don't let the people of the Investigation Bureau know your identity in the Cross Church. ”

"yes, I understand." Li Changqing nodded, indicating that he was clear: "Please come and take care of my relatives, I'm sorry for you." ”