Chapter 90: The Woman in the Painting

Ye Junchen turned her head, her petite figure was far away from the dry corpse, and she stood in front of her desk looking at the painting on it.

He had seen it before, it was a blank painting, and there was nothing suspicious about it except for the yellowing of some age on the paper.

Feng Qi was famous for his love of painting in the Imperial City, and all the furnishings on the table were removed, and it was obvious that this painting was more deeply rooted in his heart.

It's just that I can't figure it out, but the painting that Feng Qi likes so much is a blank piece of paper.

Was it stolen by the poisoner, or was there something else in the painting?

"There's nothing to look at, just a yellowed white piece of paper." Seeing this, Lin Tao said angrily, "I don't know if this Feng Qi has any special habits!" ”

Eleven looked at the drawing paper in front of him and could clearly see the black qi.

It's very light, so faint that it's similar to the color of the drawing paper, if it weren't for the ghost pupils she had, I'm afraid she wouldn't have found it.

The little hand hangs in the air, testing the white painting.

The black qi quickly gathered towards her palm, not aggressive, just wrapped Eleven's small hand.

Eleven tilted his head and smiled at Lin Tao: "Lord Lin, there seems to be something wrong with this painting. ”

Ye Junchen strode forward when he heard this, but was stopped by Eleven.

"Lord Lin doesn't believe that I will solve the case in five days, so he must watch me investigate, otherwise you will say that you are biased and secretly help me."

"Don't help secretly, help openly, he doesn't dare to say anything." Ye Junchen said softly with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

Lin Tao glanced in the direction of the two of them, walked quickly to eleven o'clock, his eyes fell on the painting, and he didn't see a reason for looking at it for a long time.

"Isn't it a blank piece of paper, can there be a problem?" Lin Tao asked rhetorically.

"It's not paper."

"Not paper?" Lin Tao was stunned for a moment, and quickly reached out to stroke the drawing paper, with a hint of incredulity in his eyes.

The paper is delicate, like a girl's skin, caressing back and forth, and the fingertips are a little hot.

It's an amazing feeling.

It's not like paper at all.

When Lin Tao caressed the picture, Eleven clearly wrapped the black qi in her palm and quickly transferred to his palm.

With the back and forth movements, the black gas gradually became rich, and in addition, the room exuded a faint floral fragrance.

Fragrant but not greasy.

"It smells so good." Lin Tao couldn't help but whisper, "I don't know what kind of flower fragrance it is?" ”

"Floral?" Nanjing frowned, puzzled, "There is no floral fragrance in the room except for the sandalwood that is about to fade. ”

"How is it possible, and it is getting more and more intense." Lin Tao looked at Nanjing in astonishment, and subconsciously looked at the other people, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Is it only me who has heard it?" ”

As he spoke, patches of color gradually appeared on the white drawing paper.

A woman of outstanding beauty gradually appears on the painting.

Wearing a translucent tulle skirt, standing by the pond, the lower half of the body is close to the legs because of the water, looming.

Holding on to the peach blossom branch next to him with both hands, the sleeves of his shirt slipped down, revealing his white arms.

The long black hair casually scattered and fell into the pool, while peach blossom petals floated on the water.

The woman's face was hidden in the blooming peach blossoms, like a fairy, and her eyes were as clear as a spring, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

is still holding the pipa and half-covering his face, a man will be deeply attracted.

"It's beautiful." Lin Tao swallowed the saliva in his mouth, looked directly at the woman in the painting, and couldn't help but praise, "This is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." ”

Nanjing and Ye Junchen glanced at each other, and in their eyes, it was just a blank piece of paper.