After listening to Han Chen's explanation, Fu Guang thought about it, these brothers of his are all from the mainland, haha, let them go and see it.

Although I have never heard of this beautiful painter of Ruan Wen, since he dares to open an art exhibition, he must have two brushes, and there should be no problem with these brothers who fool him.

……

After Zheng Qiang and Fang Jiexia converged, they drove to Fang Yihua's house, and after they got out of the car, they just saw Fang Yihua going out with consolidation.

Fang Jiexia couldn't help asking, "Auntie, what are you doing here?" ”

"Oh, Xiaogu is very tired from going to school for a while, and a friend just gave me a few tickets for the art exhibition, so I thought about taking Xiaogu to see it." Fang Yihua said with a smile: "It just so happens that you are also here, let's go together, I don't have to drive." ”

So Fang Yihua and Consolidation both got into Fang Jiexia's car, and a group of four people walked towards the exhibition.

On the way, Consolidation asked, "Auntie, do you have any news of my father?" ”

Although it was Fang Yihua who asked about consolidation, his eyes drifted to Zheng Qiang, who was worthy of being a clever boy.

Fang Yihua rubbed his consolidated head affectionately and said, "Xiaogu, don't worry, as long as there is news from your father, your Uncle Ah Qiang will definitely tell you." ”

Zheng Qiang laughed twice when he heard this, and then corrected: "Auntie, the seniority is different, it's Brother Ah Qiang!" ”

was poked by Zheng Qiang in his heart, Fang Yihua glared at Zheng Qiang fiercely, as if to say, you kid wait with me, see how I clean you up!

This gaze frightened Zheng Qiang, so he hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Auntie, there is news, there is already news of Xiaofu." ”

"What? Where is he? Fang Yihua couldn't wait to ask, of course, and consolidated the eyes that contained ardent expectations.

"Uh...... He's already in Hong Kong, and he's in contact with my informant, so I can guarantee that he's safe. Zheng Qiang said with a deep groan.

Seeing that he had to ask again, Fang Yihua said in advance: "That's okay, I'm relieved to have your words." ”

"However, Ah Qiang, you must keep an eye on Xiaofu, he has something to tell me as soon as possible."

Hearing Fang Yihua say this, Zheng Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, he understood that Fang Yihua understood what he meant, after all, the dark line cannot be known by too many people, and the more people who know, the more danger there is.

Zheng Qiang said with relief: "This is as it should be, aunt, don't worry." ”

After another ten minutes, the four of them arrived at the art museum, which was the exhibition center.

After Fang Jiexia parked the car, the four of them walked inside.

However, when Zheng Qiang saw the word "Ruan Wen" on the banner and the portrait of Ruan Wen next to him, he was stunned.

Fang Jiexia glanced at Ruan Wen's photo and said with a smile: "What? Our legendary cop can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman? ”

The words were full of ridicule, Zheng Qiang shook his head, and then said solemnly: "I feel that there is something wrong with this person!" ”

Fang Jiexia saw that Zheng Qiang's expression was very serious, so she asked in surprise: "What can be the problem of a painter or an internationally renowned beauty painter?" It can't be a criminal, right? ”

Who knows that Zheng Qiang touched his chin and said: "It is very likely that she is a criminal, or the kind of criminal who is good at hiding herself, who can say clearly?" ”

"All in all, I trust my instincts!"

At this time, Fang Jiexia saw that Fang Yihua had already taken the consolidation to the side to watch the oil painting, so she whispered again: "Ah Qiang, intuition can't solve the case, you have to have evidence." ”

"I know this, let's take a good look in a while, and we will definitely be able to find out the problems of this exhibition." Zheng Qiang said firmly.

Although Fang Jiexia didn't know where her confidence came from, she still nodded in agreement, after all, she was still very convinced of Zheng Qiang's ability to solve the case, in fact, not only her, but also few people in the Hong Kong Police Force who disagreed with Zheng Qiang several times.

Then the two of them went shopping, to be honest, Zheng Qiang couldn't understand something as tall as oil painting.

No matter what he painted, it was a piece of in Zheng Qiang's eyes, especially the kind of abstract painting, and Zheng Qiang felt that the things he drew with his feet were better than those displayed on the wall.

However, what people draw is called artwork, and I didn't see a large group of people standing there and commenting, saying that the head is the Tao.

It is particularly remarkable to be able to read the author's mental journey from an abstract oil painting.

Zheng Qiang feels that this should be more difficult than reading comprehension.

No, Zheng Qiang and Fang Jiexia stood in front of a picture that looked like an egg, Zheng Qiang saw that there was no one left and right, so he whispered: "How do I feel that this painting is like an egg?" Could it be that this Nguyen Van also learned Leonardo da Vinci to draw eggs? Want to be famous, want to go crazy, right? ”

Fang Jiexia laughed out loud, and was just about to speak, when a steady voice came from behind her: "What this little brother said is biased, Ms. Ruan Wen is an internationally renowned painter, her paintings combine the characteristics of Eastern and Western cultures, and the 'egg' in your mouth is one of her masterpieces." ”

"Of course, you don't blame you for seeing it as an egg, after all, abstract oil painting relies on lines, blocks, surfaces, and colors to carry out unimaginable abstract combinations, which is not something that people with shallow knowledge can understand!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Jiexia smiled even brighter, Zheng Qiang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, the reason why he spoke quietly was because he was afraid of being ridiculed, but he was really afraid of something.

Zheng Qiang turned his head unhappily and said, "Didn't ask for advice? ”

"Jian Aowei, known as Jian Dazhuang!" The person who came came with a pair of black glasses, stretched out his hand to Zheng Qiang and said with a smile: "Sir Zheng, I have admired my name for a long time!" ”

Zheng Qiang's face was embarrassed, but he still stretched out his hand and shook Jian Dazhuang's hand, and then said with a little mockery: "It seems that Mr. Jian, you, a barrister, are very good at appreciating oil paintings!" ”

"No, appreciating oil paintings is just an appetizer, and cameras and photography are my favorites." Jian Dazhuang didn't seem to understand Zheng Qiang's ridicule of him for not doing his job, but instead corrected him seriously.

Zheng Qiang's face changed, and then he laughed twice and said: "Mr. Jian, there are also many people in Japan who like cameras and photography, and they have also organized a world-famous translation knife club, I think if you have the opportunity, you can join in and have some in-depth exchanges and discussions with the other party." ”

"I have a feeling you're going to get a lot out of it."

Jian Dazhuang has not withstood the bombardment of the future, where can he understand the implicit meaning of Zheng Qiang's words, he also thought that Zheng Qiang had good intentions, so he nodded and said: "Translation Sword Society, okay, I remember, I will join if I have the opportunity." ”

Later, when Jian Dazhuang knew what the Translation Knife Club was by chance, he strangled Zheng Qiang's heart!