Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Secret

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"It's really evil, how can this painting be like this? If there are ghosts attached to it, shouldn't it be impossible to check it? ”

Huang Tian's face was pale, looking a little weird under the sun's illumination, looking at the picture scroll that had not yet been unfolded, he looked palpitating.

"What's going on? Didn't you already fog up the scroll just now? How can there be fog if there is nothing on it? ”

I was also a little puzzled, judging from the situation just now, this painting was obviously strange, but Huang Tian didn't check it out.

"You don't know, the two candles I lit are spiritualist lamps, if there are ghosts on this painting, they will definitely be summoned by my spiritualist lamp, but I didn't expect that the water on this painting is too heavy, and it actually extinguishes my spiritualist lamp, it's incredible."

Huang Tian thought for a moment, and then said, "In this way, let's first check the life of the deceased and see if we can find out something." I always suspect that the case is not as simple as killing people. ”

After saying that, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, cleaned up his things, and walked out of the office with me.

Originally, we were supposed to live in the police station, but Huang Tian didn't like to live in the police station, so we found a hotel in the city and settled down.

"Ryoko, you can take a look at this part of the information, I'll look at the other half, and try to finish reading it before dark."

As soon as I arranged my accommodation, I was taking a shower in the bathroom when Huang Tian barged in and put a stack of papers on the small table at the head of my bed.

Because it's broad daylight, I'm not afraid, and there is Huang Tian by my side, who knows how to follow, presumably those dirty things don't dare to trouble me at this time, and I can rest assured that I can take a bath.

After taking a shower, I sat down in front of the bed with a bath towel, picked up the stack of materials and looked at it.

At first glance, I couldn't cry or laugh, Huang Tian this guy was actually divided casually, there was no head in front of him, and I didn't know where to start.

I threw the first few on the bed first, starting with the one with the title.

This is the information that the police officers of the police station have investigated, and some events related to the life of the deceased are recorded in great detail.

I don't know what the previous one is, but I was looking at a record of the deceased before he died, and of course, these are just some confessions from neighbors around the deceased.

Judging from the records, the deceased's name is Fan Lianhai, an ordinary painter, although he is said to be a painter, he can only be regarded as a second- or third-rate painter, and he is also well-known in the local area.

Before his death, a neighbor had reported that he was in a trance, often muttering words that others could not understand.

Of course, it's not surprising that artists themselves have a strange temper and sometimes get caught up in their own world and say something inexplicable.

The direction of the police's investigation is also correct, from the biographical investigation, all the people who have intersected with him have been screened again, from love murder to homicide, and murder for money.

However, what makes the police wonder is that those who have a motive to commit the crime do not have the time to commit the crime, and those who have the time to commit the crime have no motive to commit the crime, which is embarrassing.

Later, we had to report the case to our superiors as an unsolved case, that is, the superiors found the polling bureau and sent us to investigate the matter.

Fan Lianhai is also a beautiful man, he is quite handsome, but he has a kind of arrogance unique to an artist.

Like other artists, he is also a bit arrogant, and romantic, and has an inexplicable relationship with several female models.

Before he died, he had a quarrel with a female model, and then he said that he wanted to paint a famous painting that had never been seen before, and he wanted to reproduce the ancient charm of Qiantang.

Of course, every artist has dreams of one kind or another, but it's hard to say whether they can make it or not.

Since he said this, he began to study the literati geography of the ancient Qiantang, which was very different from the present, and was much smaller than before in terms of water area, and it was not easy to reproduce the scene in the picture.

He did a lot of research for this painting, and it was not until a year ago that he started to write it, and it took nine months to complete the painting, and if it weren't for this strange case, there would be no problem that his painting would have been auctioned for a sky-high price.

Judging from these materials, there is no flaw at all, and the police officers who should investigate have also made detailed investigations and records, and there should be no omissions.

After reading it, I closed my eyes and lay on the bed to pretend to sleep, and just when I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door, and I was so frightened that I jumped up from the bed at once.

After all this experience, although my nerves have become a little bigger, I have also become sensitive.

"Come with me to Fan Lianhai's house, something important has been left behind."

As soon as I opened the door, Huang Tianyi dragged me out and ran out, I was pulled by him, took the door with me, and ran out with him.

Out of the hotel, Huang Tian stopped a taxi, and we went straight to Fan Lianhai's home.

His home is not the same as the studio where the accident occurred, the body of this studio was rented, and he himself lives outside the Qingbo Gate, not far from the Qiantang River, which is a relatively old house.

The car stopped in front of an ancient building, and when we got out of the car, Huang Tian pulled me towards the house.

Here, to be able to have a set of ancient mansions, it can be said that the identity is quite remarkable, either those who have money and power are the inheritance of their ancestors, and outsiders generally cannot afford to live in such an ancient mansion.

Coming to the gate, General Tie opened the door, Huang Tian pulled out a steel wire from his belt, and worked hard in the keyhole for a while, and actually stabbed the lock open.

"Damn, if you didn't become an investigator, you would have changed your career to become a thief a long time ago, this craft is really not covered."

I teased as I pushed open the courtyard door and walked inside.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I felt an eerie feeling, the whole compound was filled with some old trees, covering the sky tightly, which was very cool in the hot summer months.

The yard is paved with bricks and stones, but there are still weeds stubbornly emerging from the cracks. The whole courtyard looks particularly dilapidated.

"Huang Tian, why do I feel that something is wrong with the house? Isn't there something? ”

After the incident at the hospital, I was quite confident in my sixth sense, and once I felt that something was wrong, I tried not to go there, and this old house gave me that feeling.

Huang Tian chuckled and said: "Don't worry, there is nothing in this house now, at most, there are some passing ghosts who see that this place is uninhabited, and temporarily use this place as a foothold." ”

So saying, he went to the door of the main room, stabbed the lock open in the same way, and entered the room.

I saw that he was so sure, and he was also a real knowledgeable person, with him, at least he could give early warning if something really went wrong, so I followed him into the room.

Houses near the water's edge have a damp smell, especially uninhabited ones, which always give people an uncomfortable feeling, as if they are much less popular.

Huang Tian didn't care, went straight to the bedroom, knocked on the wall for a while, and opened a secret door at the root of the wall, and pulled out an antique box from the hole in the wall.

I was stunned when I opened the box, Fan Lianhai is really not an ordinary person, there are all kinds of sex toys and photos of some beautiful women in the whole box, all of which are the kind of people who have no clothes.

Seeing this, my nosebleed almost came out, which was too exciting, right? Some of the photos were left over when the two of them were making out, and there were close-ups somewhere, and even the curly hair could be seen clearly.

"My day, this product still has this hobby?"

Huang Tian didn't expect these things to be in it, so he scolded, simply poured everything on the bed together, and pulled through the many photos and sex toys for a while, and finally found a small notebook from it.

It is said that the new youth nowadays is much better at using a computer than using this kind of ancient notebook, the computer is not only convenient, but also prevents others from peeking, but I didn't expect him to use a notebook to remember things.

"This person is really, what age is it, this kind of notebook should have been eliminated a long time ago, right? Why does he still use it? ”

I looked at the notebook in Huang Tian's hand curiously, not knowing what was recorded in the notebook that was kept together with these private ones.

"You're wrong, laptops are the safest way to keep secrets, do you think computers are safe? Nowadays, you don't know how powerful network hackers are, these people can hack into your computer and obtain your private secrets without you knowing, so it is still the safest way to record secrets with this kind of paper notebook. ”

Huang Tian opened the notebook and looked at it, and then said with a sigh: "What does this guy want to do?" It was actually written in encrypted ciphertext? ”

I looked over and was stunned, the whole notebook was densely filled with words, but I didn't recognize any of those words, just like the long-lost tadpole text, like ghost drawings.

"What is this? That's what we're looking for? ”

I looked at the book in Huang Tian's hand depressedly, what is the difference between getting this thing and not getting it? We can't read it, unless we find someone who understands this kind of text, it's just a piece of waste paper.

"This is a cipher code, and I don't know how many layers of cipher code have been added, at least I can't crack it now."

Huang Tian briefly explained to me, he saw from the investigation file that Fan Lianhai had a habit of taking notes, but only found some irrelevant records and hundreds of gigabytes of love action movies on his personal computer.

When it was discovered, the entire police station was boiling, and following these source codes, a website that manufactured and disseminated obscene materials on the Internet was cracked.

But the real secret has never been discovered, and Huang Tian concluded that this Fan Lianhai must have hidden the real secret in a very secret place, and ordinary people will never find it.

Thinking of this, he immediately thought that most people hide their secrets in places where they can see them, so that they can always check whether their secrets have been touched by others.

Since I didn't find it in the studio, it must have been his residence, so I took me to check it again.

Sure enough, a secret was found in the wall next to the bed, but although this secret was discovered, it was equivalent to nothing in our hands. Because none of us can crack the cipher code on a notebook.