When Han Lingling told everyone what she saw, the three of them fell silent at the same time. What Zhao Qianqian said is true, she did experience a journey to hell, and this trip to hell changed the trajectory of her life.

"Because of this, you broke up with the surname Tao?"

"It would be nice if we could break up, the truth is, my nightmare has only just begun."

"You want to get rid of him, but he doesn't want to let go, does he?"

"I can't get rid of him."

"Why is that?"

"Not only did he leave a mark on my body, he also took pictures, and if I didn't listen to him, he's- he's—"

"What's wrong with him?"

"He also painted me a picture."

"A painting?"

"A naked—"

Zhao Qianqian should be talking about ** painting.

"He has complete control over you psychologically?"

"Yes."

"Then how did you break up with him?"

"He then found a new purpose and left me."

Ouyang Ping's eyes erupted with angry flames, and the five people in the monitoring room were all filled with righteous indignation.

Ouyang Ping asked Han Lingling to take more than a dozen photos of Zhao Qianqian - partial photos.

After returning to the Public Security Bureau, Ouyang Ping and his entourage went directly to the director's office.

After listening to Ouyang Ping's report, Director Feng took the case: "Ouyang, this matter is related to Zhao Qianqian's sentencing, and it is also related to the right path in the world, you can rest assured to do it, if there is any problem, I will give it to you, and you must bring this bastard to justice, but I want to emphasize that you must grasp the evidence in your own hands." ”

In the afternoon, at two o'clock, Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu and Han Lingling changed into civilian clothes and went to the Provincial Academy of Chinese Painting.

There is a big billboard erected at the gate of the Chinese Painting Institute, and the billboard reads, Tao Yafeng Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition.

Above the gate, there was also a banner with the words "Warm congratulations on the opening of Tao Yafeng's second art exhibition".

Zhao Qianqian really didn't say it wrong, Tao Yafeng had already stepped onto the altar. has become a god-level figure, and it is indeed very difficult to move him.

On the west side of the gate there is a window that says "Ticket Office". If you want to see Tao Yafeng's art exhibition, you have to spend money to buy tickets.

"Ouyang, simply, let's go talk to the leaders of the hospital." Liu Dayu didn't want to spend money on tickets.

"After the Tao Yafeng meeting, it's not too late to find the leaders of the hospital. Han Lingling, buy a ticket.

Han Lingling bought three tickets.

There are a lot of people in the exhibition hall, there are two in the exhibition hall, and the three people look at the flowers and flowers counterclockwise.

To tell the truth, the three people don't know anything about painting, after a circle, the three people have a general impression of Tao Yafeng's paintings, Tao Yafeng's paintings are mostly a figure painting in addition to landscapes, and there is such a description in the preface of the exhibition: Tao Yafeng is a first-class Chinese painter in China, belongs to the master-level figures, and his paintings are especially the most influential figure paintings. Through the dislocation, distortion and even deformation of the facial lines and facial features of the characters, he reveals the entanglement, pain and even struggle of the characters' hearts, and is currently known as the world's second Van Gogh.

Although Ouyang Ping and Liu Dayu don't know how to paint, they still know about Van Gogh, Van Gogh's paintings before his death were not cared for, and they were only valued after his death.

In the process of looking at the painting, the three of them could hear the voice from time to time: "I don't understand. "It doesn't seem like there's anything special."

"I don't understand." "It doesn't seem to be anything special", that's right, the more you can't understand something, the more valuable it is, Van Gogh's works, many people can't understand them, but Van Gogh's works are the most valuable. Art is a very strange thing, sometimes, what seems ordinary, suddenly one day it will become a divine product, a donkey, with four feet smeared with color on a canvas and a few turns, it may become a divine product. Art is sometimes the most foolish, because the vast majority of people don't understand art, and if the hype is right, they will shout, and shit will turn into gold, which is not impossible. In life, there are many examples of shit turning into gold. A so-called singer sings a sentence dozens of times, and finally it becomes a divine comedy, and a living poltergeist repeats a simple action dozens of times, and finally it becomes a popular dance across the country. There are countless examples of charlatans turning into qigong masters, astrology masters, and traditional Chinese medicine heirs. There are also prostitutes who become male gods, prostitutes who become goddesses.

Of course, Tao Yafeng may have some real kung fu.

When the three of them walked out of the exhibition hall, they saw Tao Yafeng, he should be Tao Yafeng, with long hair, a little mustache above his lips, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, about forty years old, about 1.75 meters tall, wearing a navy blue suit, and a red tie around his neck.

Around him stood a large number of people, who stood in front of a painting, as if talking about something, and in the crowd, standing next to Tao Yafeng were several beautiful women dressed in fashionable clothes.

After walking out of the exhibition hall, the three of them went to the dean's office under the guidance of a staff member.

The door to the dean's office was ajar, and two people were talking inside.

Liu Dayu knocked on the door three times.

"Please come in."

Liu Dayu pushed the door in.

A man in his fifties sits at his desk, and a woman in his forties sits on a sofa at his desk.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Let's find Dean Chen."

"I am." Dean Chen stood up, "You guys?" ”

"We are from the criminal investigation team of the Jingnan City Public Security Bureau." Ouyang Ping said.

"Dean Chen, this is Captain Ouyang Ping." Liu Dayu introduced.

"Please take a seat, Xiao Xie, and we'll talk about it here."

The woman stood up and exited the office, closing the office door.

"Dean Chen, is it convenient to talk here?"

"Let's go, let's find another place to talk."

Dean Chen led the three of them to a separate small building, which was a small conference room: "Captain Ouyang, no one will come to disturb here. ”

The two sides sat down.

Ouyang Ping got straight to the point: "Dean Chen, we want to know about Tao Yafeng's situation. ”

"Know what happened to Tao Yafeng? What do you want to know? ”

"When we were investigating a homicide case, we found that Tao Yafeng had a little relationship with the murderer."