In the matter of the wine master, Xiaohai was hit by a triple blow, not to mention the situation of the Earth Mother Mole, and suddenly found that the only person who had been good to her over the years was actually for such an unacceptable reason, which would really be very sad. And that letter, if she hadn't found a handwriting problem, she would have literally decided that Uncle Xiu had voluntarily abandoned his family and children instead of out of some kind of compulsion, which was too cruel.

She didn't speak all the way, and I didn't know what to say to comfort, so I could only accompany the silence, kick the gas pedal, drive almost flying, and go straight to Qianzhou's house without distraction, bent on seeing Xia Dongyi's painting agent Zhou Changshou as soon as possible, and pry some valuable information out of his mouth.

Bai Yafeng drove his car and followed behind, lost it several times, and then simply stopped chasing, parked at the service station to prepare for food, and called over and scolded angrily: "Alas, I'll go!" There are mountains of gold and silver in front of you, and there are mountains of diamonds, so you are in a hurry to become like monkeys! I'm not playing with you anymore! Let's go our separate ways! Bye! ”

We ignored him, let him go, and continued to fly home on our own.

The old lazy sat quietly at home and waited for us, he took down the information about Chen Jiawu in the study on the second floor and sat in the living room on the first floor to read, and dutifully guarded Zhou Changshou who was locked in the laundry room, for fear that something would go wrong.

When we got home, Qiao Lanxiang had just taken the medicine and fell asleep, and the lazy man said that her condition had deteriorated very badly, according to the previous cases, the rate of decay was accelerated in a geometric shape, and Qiao Lanxiang was able to survive until now because of the bitter ramie clothes sent by Chen Jin Ziyu, but it is estimated that it will not last for a month.

I gritted my teeth and sat for more than ten minutes, thinking that there was really no medicine to save or I didn't know where there was medicine to save it, so I could only forget it, but now that the research center obviously has medicine, I really can't sit back and watch whether I die or not, no matter what, I have to try to fight, and make a decision immediately, and when I finish dealing with Zhou Changshou, I will go to Jiangcheng to discuss with He Zhiqin, take the piece of human skin with hidden lines in my hand, and my knowledge of hundreds of medicinal herbs in the underground laboratory of Chenjiawu, and exchange them for the medicine that saved Qiao Lanxiang's life.

In any case, you have to do your best, otherwise when you think of her in the future, you will regret it and feel sorry for yourself, and people have a heart in the end.

When I sat and gritted my teeth and thought, Lao Lazy and Xiaohai had already put away all the materials on the coffee table and put them in the drawer, and when I looked at them, they immediately went into the laundry room to get Zhou Changshou out and handed them over to me for review, the goods were tied up with a thumb-thick hemp rope, and there was a rag in his mouth, but he was still not honest, he kicked his feet hard, twisted around, and whined in his throat, which was difficult to deal with.

Xiao Hai was already very angry in his heart, and when he was stirred up like this, he suddenly attacked, and with a ruthless hand in his hand, he dragged him out of the laundry room with one leg and a lifeless sandbag, and then threw it in front of the TV, looked at him with a gloomy face, and viciously ripped off the rag in his mouth, and yelled at him.

Anyway, this place where there is no store in front of the village and no store in the back, he just screams his throat, and no one can hear it.

The old lazy pulled over the chair, rode on it in turn, lit a cigarette and held it in his hand, did not smoke, and looked at Zhou Changshou condescendingly with half-squinted eyes.

From the color of his teeth and fingers, it can be seen that Zhou Changshou is an old smoking gun, from the time he was tied to the present, the old lazy man provided food and water but not smoke, so the blue smoke together, Zhou Changshou's eyes were straight, and he immediately stopped calling, pulled his neck and inhaled desperately, moving as far as possible to the old lazy side, looking stupid without dignity, but soon I found out that this thing was not stupid at all, and the cunning light flashed several times in the two eyes, and it could be seen that he was trying to seize the momentum and prepare to improvise.

This is an old fox, and it will take some thought to deal with it.

It's a pity that I don't have the patience to play with him, and I just want to cut through the mess with a quick knife.

So I got straight to the point and laid out the situation he was facing on the table: either answer the question honestly and word for word, or die.

When I said the word "death", I quickly took out the pocket pistol from the boot and rested it on the coffee table, the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at his heart, and I looked at him with eyes that were more ruthless than a gun.

The spirit of the goods immediately withered, the little luck hidden before disappeared, and the whole person sat on the ground leaning on the TV, his body was crooked, and he was not hungry for the smell of smoke, and he was particularly depressed.

I told him very seriously that I had no interest in his life, and if I really killed him, I would have to get sulfuric acid and lime to turn the corpse, which would be very troublesome, so it would be better to cooperate quickly, everyone would save effort, and no one would lose their lives.

He was very aware of the current affairs, raised his head and stared at me, and asked me in a firm tone if I could talk and if I could really let him go as long as I answered the questions honestly.

I gave him a guarantee.

He lowered his eyes and thought about it for a few seconds, then he calmed down, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he nodded vigorously, and said, "Okay, you ask." ”

I asked him to first explain all the process and details of his dealings with Xia Dongyi, and then we will ask targeted questions.

He listened to my words, and his expression did not fluctuate much, which shows that he knows very well in his heart that he was tied up by us today because of Xia Dongyi.

In an almost begging tone, he asked if he could give a cigarette to smoke.

The old lazy glanced at me, and after seeing that there was no objection, he glanced at Xiao Hai, Xiao Hai took out a short knife and threw it to him, he calmly caught it, cut the rope on Zhou Changshou's upper body, and then threw half a bag of Hei Liqun that Li Xu had left in the gap of the sofa to him.

Zhou Changshou shook and took out a cigarette, lit the fire several times before lighting it, took a deep breath, and scolded a swear word bitterly: "Damn, Lao Tzu has been ruined in his hands in this life." ”

The "he" he said "destroyed in his hands" refers to Xia Dongyi.

Then we began to listen to Zhou Changshou tell the story of his relationship with Xia Dongyi and those paintings, and listened to it for more than an hour, listening to each other dumbfounded, sometimes confused, sometimes confused, almost confused.

If Zhou Changshou didn't lie, then many of our previous guesses and judgments about Xia Dongyi were wrong, but they just confirmed some vague doubts and vague thoughts when I listened to Zhou Hong answer my question in Huaqiao Town the day before.

According to Zhou Changshou, all these things were planned by Xia Dongyi, including his paintings that were worthless on the artistic level but were hyped up at sky-high prices, including when he was released from prison, including his life after being released from prison, all of which were arranged by Xia Dongyi himself, and Zhou Changshou was just a puppet who ran errands for him for the sake of money.

When Zhou Changshou was in Huaqiao Town before, he had contacts with Zhou Hong and Xia Dongyi every year, because they were relatives, and his two children were studying in the school where they taught, and it was very appropriate to come to see them during the New Year's holidays, but since the family moved to Qianzhou City, they rarely went back, and they basically didn't see each other again.

He and his wife opened a restaurant next to the small commodity wholesale market, and when Xia Dongyi went in to eat a few years ago, they met by coincidence, but they didn't come and go often, and they didn't even leave their contact information. Shortly after that meeting, about three months later, a lawyer suddenly came to Zhou Changshou's shop, saying that Xia Dongyi had been detained and asked to see him.

After that, everything was taught to him by Xia Dongyi, how to give the painting to the official, how to spend money to find critics to tout, how to hire an online water army to fuel the fire, step by step, it was Xia Dongyi's idea, Zhou Changshou was completely just because he said to him that he could make money by doing so, because even if he couldn't make anything in the end, he would lose some time and strength at most, and Xia Dongyi had arranged the money for him in the early stage, and someone regularly entered his account, and he came forward to do it.

Zhou Changshou said that including when he will be released from prison, it is all in Xia Dongyi's plan. He later analyzed the whole thing and felt that even the matter of going to prison was designed by Xia Dongyi, and he deliberately put himself in prison to create a topic of life experience that people are interested in, and to inflate the price of the painting.

These were things we didn't expect, and for a moment I looked at the old lazy face, wondering how there could be such a big deviation.

Before, we always thought that Xia Dongyi's painting was purely because he had a bad memory, and he had to paint it to remind himself of what had happened in the past, and then he was imprisoned, the painting was sold by relatives, and it was pushed up crazily, all of which were accidents, thinking that he was trying to make up for this accident after he was released from prison, but I never expected that this was the case, and the whole thing was reversed, so many things had to be overturned and re-analyzed.

Zhou Changshou said that in addition to him, Xia Dongyi must have other helpers, otherwise he would not have been able to make trouble later, after he began to feel that something was wrong, he investigated carefully, but did not find anything, only faintly felt that Xia Dongyi should have a good woman in Qianzhou City, that woman secretly played a big role in pushing up the price of the painting, but Xia Dongyi did not show his mouth at all, once he asked Xia Dongyi about the daughter brought out from Huaqiao Town, only replied that he was sent to boarding school, and told him not to care. Zhou Changshou checked all the boarding schools in Qianzhou City, but did not find Xia Xiaoyu, of course, he also considered changing his name and surname, and he didn't look for it anymore because of the vast sea of people, but he always felt that there were many things wrong.

Zhou Changshou said that Xia Dongyi told him to do the things, whether it was finding art critics to write touting articles, buying newspaper pages to publish relevant reports, and hiring Internet promoters, he felt that it was normal, and he could understand some things after living in the city for many years. But there was one thing that made him feel very pimple in his heart, and he still didn't understand why.

It was clear that there were only 36 paintings left in Xia Dongyi's old residence before he was imprisoned, but he asked Zhou Changshou to declare to the outside world that there were 81 paintings, and he must insist that it was 81.

He did so, and always advertised that there were eighty-one of his paintings.

Later, it was this problem that something happened.