"It's home!" Fan Luqi, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, said, and at the same time stretched out his hand on the control panel of the navigator, and the lights on both sides of the road were immediately lit up.

Fan Luqi's finger was a little bit again, and a luxurious remote-controlled door in front of him opened in response.

Deng Wan'er drove straight in, looked at the rows of buildings in his field of vision, and said to Fan Luqi: "I really feel like Grandma Liu has entered the Grand View Garden now!" There are so many mirages, which one is your house? ”

Fan Luqi looked smug and said, "As long as you can see it, it's all my family!" ”

Fan Luqi was talking about home, but Long Xirui felt that what he saw was a country, a country of architecture hidden in the city but shocking to people. The splendor of Byzantium, the elegance of the Renaissance, the nobility of Gothic, the magnificence of the Baroque, and the splendor of Rococo can almost all be glimpsed here.

"Which designer is working on these?" She asked.

"You ask my dad?" Fan Luqi turned his head and said, "Every grass, tree, brick and tile here is all his work, how about it?" How does it feel? ”

Long Xirui nodded slightly.

Fan Luqi said: "I remember my dad told me that architecture is the art that best reflects human creativity, and there are thousands of buildings in this world, some of which show power, and some express dreams, but what my dad pursues is not a man-made jungle of steel and concrete, but a feeling of home." Maybe that's why our Fan's properties sell the best in the market! ”

"It seems that you are the most expensive sellers." Deng Waner said.

"That's called a penny, you get what you pay for, that is, in economics, quality and value have to be reflected through price." Fan Luqi argued.

"Okay, okay, no one wants to bargain with the profiteers." Deng Wan'er sneered, "Speaking of which, where part of your house are you asking me to drive the car to?" ”

"Then let's go to the main building first, and go straight ahead."

The car slowly drove to the most magnificent building in the middle of the building, and suddenly saw the headlights outside the building turn on, and an old man with gray hair walked out.

Fan Luqi pressed the car window and shouted, "Uncle Chuan, where is my dad?" Did he sleep? ”

This "Uncle Chuan" is his father Fan Gao's housekeeper - Lu Chuan, he is almost inseparable from Fan Gao, from daily life and diet to company decision-making, he participates.

"Young Master, you're back!" Lu Chuan said, "Brother High, he went to the studio of Yilan Garden. ”

"Okay, I'll go find him."

When Lu Chuan heard this, his face immediately changed color and said: "Young master, you don't know Brother High's temper, he hates being disturbed when he is painting!" ”

"Yes!" Fan Luqi said impatiently, "But Uncle Chuan, you don't know that he has been painting that mirror for many years, and recently he has often sat in retreat all night, and he can't paint a single stroke." Besides, I've been in a lawsuit recently, and I'll be here later, and there's this Detective Long," he said, gesturing at Long Xirui behind him, "I have to introduce my life-saving benefactor to my dad." ”

"Alright! Then I'll go with you. Lu Chuan knew that he couldn't resist Fan Luqi, so he pulled the car door and sat next to Long Xirui.

Located in a secluded place at the edge of the rear of the building, Yilan Garden is a two-story cottage, which is different from the previous European-style buildings, it exudes a tranquil and elegant Chinese style from top to bottom, and the appearance is small and exquisite, simple and elegant.

Seeing that the lights were still on in the upstairs room, Fan Luqi got out of the car and stepped forward to ring the doorbell, and then aimed his face at the camera of the overhead monitor.

I only heard a deep and abundant voice say slowly, "Kosaki! It's so late, why are you here without sleeping? ”

"Dad, I brought you a very important person, she just saved my life." Unlike talking to Lu Chuan before, Fan Luqi did not mention that he was interrogated by the police at this moment, but talked about Long Xirui first.

"What's the trouble you're getting out there again?" Fan Gao said in a deep voice, "But if you receive the grace of people's dripping water, you should repay it with a spring, that's a matter of course!" ”

"That's why I brought her to you!"

Long Xirui and Deng Wan'er, who were standing beside him, glanced at each other, and both of them felt that Fan Luqi's words were illogical.

"What are you doing to see me? Am I going to repay you for saving your life? ”

"Oops! Dad, listen to me first, it's no one else who saved me, but the famous Miaohua Detective, last time in Yunzhongshan, she also saved my life from the dog's mouth. Fan Luqi said as he looked at Long Xirui, "Since she is so destined for me, it is better to let her help us find the camel monkey." ”

Long Xirui didn't expect Fan Luqi to insist on inviting her home, it turned out that she had ulterior motives, and when she was displeased, she suddenly heard a click, and the door of Yilan Garden opened.

"Don't hurry up yet, please!" Fan Gao's voice seemed to reveal a hint of joy.

Lu Chuan led everyone up to the second floor, where the living room was small but full of the smell of books.

Tired, Deng Guaner sat down on an antique wooden chair to rest, while Long Xirui was attracted by the paintings hanging on the surrounding walls.

I saw that one of the ink paintings was a steep and abrupt mountain, and at the foot of the mountain stood a row of pine trees, although the trees were strong, they all bent to one side, and I wanted to see the wind strong. In the corner of the painting are written three vigorous and vigorous brush characters - "West Wind Fierce".

Long Xirui secretly sighed that this painting is delicate and unique, painting with wind is not as good as depicting in kind, because the wind is an invisible and intangible thing, and the painter can only indirectly reflect it through other physical objects, and the place where the wind passes must be presented dynamically, so without the ability to depict the subtlety, it is absolutely difficult to express the charm of the wind to the fullest.

Seeing that she was looking at the painting and contemplating it, Fan Luqi came over and said, "What? Interested in my dad's paintings? ”

Long Xirui hurriedly came back to his senses and said, "I didn't expect that in addition to architecture, Ling Zun also has a deep accomplishment in painting!" ”

"You're not the first person to say that to me." Fan Luqi smiled slightly, "I remember when my father completed this painting, I was still a child, and when I looked at this painting, I always had a feeling of fear in my heart, worried that I would be blown away by the wind." ”

Seeing Fan Luqi and Long Xirui talking happily, Deng Waner couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, and stepped forward to talk regardless of his tiredness: "Where is this west wind?" Is it really that strong? ”

Fan Luqi nodded and said: "When I was a child, I also asked my dad this question, and he said that it was the wind in the northwest of China, one of the eighteen monsters in Xinjiang, called 'the wind blows the stone and smashes the head'." There, the wind can be so strong that it can derail a train of tens of thousands of tons! ”

When it comes to Xinjiang, Long Xirui suddenly remembered that the mysterious camel monkey was unearthed in the Nanshan Mountains of Urumqi, and since Fan Gao painted with "West Wind Fierce", indicating that he had been there, it seems that Yi Zun's rumor that he knew the secret of the camel monkey was not untrue.

Under the three big characters of "West Wind Fierce", there are four lines of sixteen small characters written in Lishu.

Finding that there was only one step between Fan Luqi and Long Xirui at this time, Deng Guaner deliberately moved over to separate the two, and then glanced at those small words at a glance, although he was in a hurry and didn't understand the meaning, but he still read out loud without hindering: "Ying Cang is strong and old, male and strong, there is no interruption, and the enemy tears and arms." ”

"Hey! My barrister, are you tired! Fan Luqi said strangely, "Chinese calligraphy you have to read vertically from right to left, which reads: Lao Ji is in wait, the strong man has a broken arm, there are tears in the sky, and the hero is invincible." ”

"Could it be that these four sentences are talking about four people?" Long Xirui asked.

Before Fan Luqi could answer, he suddenly heard someone behind him say loudly: "It is worthy of being a wonderful flower detective, Miss Long really has a good eye!" ”

Long Xirui turned around and saw an old man who was nearly sixty years old looking at her with a smile, his eyes were full of kindness, and he seemed to be a little surprised.

"Hello, Mr. Fan!" Long Xirui took the initiative to say hello.

"Dad, she's ......"

"Miss Long!" As he spoke, Fan Gao's eyes turned to Deng Wan'er, "This is ......"

"Oh! Bi Daxiang's assistant, Miss Deng! Fan Luqi introduced.

Fan Gao sank his face at him: "What are you getting into trouble again?" ”

"It's just a misunderstanding!" Fan Luqi said in a slightly weak tone, "But I really need Bi Dazhu to come forward to help me clarify." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he happened to receive a call from Bi Delu: "Bi Dazhuo, are you here?" …… Okay, I'll be waiting for you in the living room! ”

At this time, Fan Gao said to Lu Chuan: "Ah Chuan, you go over with Xiao Qi and entertain Bi Da well." ”

"Got it, Brother High." Lu Chuan answered, and walked out with Fan Luqi.

"I'm out of company, Mr. Fan." Deng Wan'er said, and followed down the stairs.

Long Xirui smiled at Fan Gao and was about to leave, but heard him speak: "Miss Long, can you and I have a few more words?" ”

Long Xirui smiled and stopped.

Fan Gao also smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Can you come to my studio and sit down for a while." ”

Long Xirui nodded in agreement.

The studio is small and not very well-decorated, but the atmosphere is pleasant. In the middle of the studio is a large drawing board with a sketch hanging from it, more than half of which is occupied by a frame, in front of which is the back of a long-haired woman, but the mirror is empty, apparently an unfinished work.

"Mr. Fan's architectural masterpieces are a combination of Chinese and Western, and even the calligraphy and painting works are full of pen and ink, and they are perfected." Long Xirui praised.

Fan Gao invited Long Xirui to sit down, waved his hand and smiled: "Miss Long praised it falsely!" ”

After speaking, he pointed to the drawing board and said: "This painting really made me feel that I was poor in donkey skills!" ”

"Why did Mr. Fan say this?"

"The picture you see now took me three days to paint, but now, three years later, I haven't been able to draw a single line."