447. The existence of a mystery and a god

The old lazy man has not completely given up, and beckoned Xiao Hai to carry the painting to the sun with him to study, his face is very heavy, his expression is as ugly as Xia Dongyi's painting, and he has a kind of determination to die to the end.

I understand that those paintings, in addition to Xia Dongyi's own memory, also have a part of it, which is also the memory of the lazy.

He had lived for many years in that desperate village outside the Hall of Eternal Life, and he almost couldn't escape from it alive.

The painting touched the worst part of his memory.

I was so tired that I was sweating all over my body, and I basically didn't have any plans to make new discoveries, so I didn't continue to toss with the lazy ones, just sat motionless on the sofa, and watched coldly as the two of them carefully pinched the four corners of the canvas and walked out.

The painting is not big, but it is not small, although a person can take it, it is not easy to hide. When we came out of the bank in the morning, we specially covered it with a coat to avoid ostentation, and it was still obvious, and it was a painting of considerable size at a glance.

So, I suddenly understood that I was being followed all the way to the train station just now, and the target of those people was not Zhou Changshou at all!

If Chong Zhou is long-lived, then their ultimate goal must be to paint, we came out of the bank and were followed, indicating that they had been waiting there for a long time, and they must have seen us come out with a coat to cover a painting, they should be divided into two groups, one to catch Zhou Changshou, and the other to continue to follow us to seize the painting, this is the correct way.

But it's not.

Instead of moving in two directions, they all withdrew, and did not follow any of us any longer.

Therefore, it can be determined that those people's tracking actions today are neither chong Zhou Changshou and painting, nor chong me and Lao Lao.

This is interesting, as if in a very normal song, there is a note that is not very harmonious but not unpleasant, which is very intriguing.

I was a little absorbed in my thoughts, and the more I thought about it, the more complicated I felt, and my thoughts felt like I had fallen into a spider's web, and I was about to be entangled in the past.

After relieving herself, she suddenly heard movement on the stairs, and looked up, Qiao Lanxiang was slowly moving her steps down, looking at me seriously, and then sitting on the floor in the center of the living room silently, looking at the sunlight outside the door with her eyes faintly, two swollen and rotten hands resting on her legs, and every inch of skin and every cell in her body was telling of pain and despair.

I thought about getting medicine for her again, and when this is over, I must talk to He Zhiqin or someone else in the research center to fight for her chance to live. After a while thinking about this, it was a little difficult to concentrate when he came back and thought about what he was being tracked in the morning, so he sighed and got up to find a drink in the refrigerator, and while drinking, he was in a daze with his back against the wall, and slowly walked back to the living room, his mind ran wildly, and he thought of the question that he asked Zhou Changshou before but couldn't get an answer.

That's a critical question.

Judging from the investigation in these days, the two groups of people who bought Xia Dongyi's paintings are quite powerful in terms of financial resources and power, so they can bypass the paintings and directly find Xia Dongyi himself, and then use coercion or lure to get the secrets they want to know from his mouth, wouldn't it save money and trouble? Xia Dongyi is not difficult to find, since he was released from prison, he has been living in the house on the bright shore of Shuiyuan, and even Bai Yafeng can be found casually, not to mention those who are hidden in the dark.

The two possibilities I can think of are that they have already found Xia Dongyi, but his memory is not good, and he can't ask anything if he wants to. Second, for some special reason, even if Xia Dongyi didn't hide his whereabouts and residence, they couldn't talk to him.

After careful analysis, the first possibility is very small, because even if Xia Dongyi has a bad memory, they can take the person away and slowly guide him to think of the things he should remember, remember the secrets he hides in the painting, and just be a little patient. And the second possibility, but it is stuck in that "special reason", I can't think of what kind of reason can make such a rich and powerful person unable to talk to Xia Dongyi?

My head is about to burst, and I feel that Xia Dongyi is really a mystery-like existence, and a god-like existence, and it is completely impossible to deduce his behavior with normal logic.

I have to think about it carefully, and I want to take Xia Dongyi as the center, divergent associations, and see how many people and things are related to him.

What has to do with him must have something to do with the events we're investigating, and he's a central figure, at least one of them.

I was thinking in a daze, the old lazy and Xiaohai finished studying the painting in the courtyard, and there was no gain, so they took the painting in and put it next to it, and took the frame that had just been removed to the outside to study, and used a magnifying glass to look at the past and touch it millimeter by millimeter, and there was still no new discovery, the two of them stood in the sun, you look at me, I look at you, and silently walked back to the living room and sat down, although there was no speech, but the frustration in the eyes was very obvious.

Xiao Hai still didn't give up, picked up the envelope that he took out of the safe with the painting, took out a thick stack of photos from it, flipped through it, and spread them out on the coffee table one by one.

The old lazy man was obviously too tired, and the strong sunlight stimulated his nerves, and his face showed a sickly grayish-white, uncomfortable look. I looked distressed, went to the bathroom to get a wet towel to wipe his face, made another cup of coffee and handed it to him, he smiled warmly at me, and then leaned back on the sofa with the coffee to watch Xiaohai lay out those pictures on the coffee table, and didn't come over to study together.

I didn't bother to get over it, I needed to rest and take regular deep breaths, I needed to get my cranial nerves in order and figure out some of the joints inside.

After a while, Xiaohai didn't seem to be ugly, and the lazy man basically didn't hold out hope, so he took out his bank card and transfer slip from his pocket with a wry smile and looked at it a few times, handed it to me, and said, "Just find a circle hidden in it with fluorescent paint, these 310,000 yuan are really not worth spending." ”

I obliquely looked at my bank card and transfer slip in the hands of the old lazy, and then turned back to think about the tracking, before we were acting separately in the bank, I took Zhou Changshou to the upstairs safe to get pictures and photos, and called the old lazy after confirming that it was correct, he immediately took the bank card I gave him to transfer money to the ATM, so the card and the voucher are in his place, and now take them out and return them to me, with a very unwilling expression on his face, and feel that the money was spent unjustly.

I took it, took the card and the slip in my hand, and felt as if I had thought of something, but it was very vague and vague, but I was sure that what part of today's events should have something to do with our actions in the bank.

At this time, Xiaohai had already laid out all thirty-six photos, because she was opposite me, and the photos were in her direction, so the photos seen from my position were upside down, I looked at the past, all together, and then looked at them one by one, only to feel that my heart was beating faster and faster, and I felt as if I had found something in these photos.

Two different things twisted into a mess in my mind, and the thoughts from all sides were burning, stirring my nerves a little abnormal, and maybe my face was not quite right.

The old lazy saw that my expression was a little enchanted so he called me, I jumped up as if frightened, and startled Qiao Lanxiang, who had been sitting quietly next to me and had not participated in anything, and looked at me blankly, looking like she had made something wrong.

Xiao Hai also raised his head to look at me, his big eyes were as calm as two deep wells, waiting for me to say something.

I didn't rush to speak, but I thought I should know who was following us from the bank to the train station today, and who was targeted.

Moreover, I also discovered another secret that Xia Dongyi hid in the painting.

If I didn't guess wrong, the few groups that followed us from the bank to the train station should have been sent by the Yin family in Jiangnan.

The key is in my bank account.

Judging from the situation I have experienced before and the many clues from Dai Furong's investigation, I can basically believe that Su Mosen and the third young master of the Yin family had a big fight together five years ago, maybe it was the tomb of the legendary King Jin Jue, maybe not, it didn't matter, the important thing was that the operation went wrong later, causing Su Mosen and Yin Saburo to turn against each other, and since then Yin Saburo has been looking for Su Mosen everywhere to take revenge, and has also been to Chenjiawu, but has never been able to find it. And Su Mosen's disappearance, if he is not dead or controlled, he can only hide it himself in order to hide from his family.

Regardless of whether Su Mosen used Zheng Yinru's identity or Su Mosen's identity to deal with the Yin family before, he knew in his heart the foundation and ability of the Yin family in Jiangnan, and expected that they would find out about me sooner or later, so he would transfer all the property in his name to my name, wanting the Yin family to think that he was dead, and as a granddaughter, I inherited all his inheritance, so as to give up tracking him.

From today's analysis of the situation, the Yin family obviously didn't fall for this clumsy situation, maybe they think that I am in a gang with Su Mosen, and I am only temporarily acting as an agent for his property, so I am monitoring my bank account, once there is a large flow of funds, it may be related to Su Mosen, he also needs money to live a fugitive life, and I am the most likely to send him money, so my bank account is very important.

Normally, I don't withdraw money or transfer more than 20,000 yuan, but today I suddenly transferred out 300,000 yuan in three transactions, which is an abnormal fluctuation, and the Yin family has to figure it out, so I came here today.

The Yin family monitored my bank account and waited for Su Mosen to show up, or reveal his hiding place.

At that time, after the lazy transfer of the account, he went upstairs to meet us in the insurance room, borrowed the bank's room to preliminarily check the paintings and photos, and then went through the formalities and left, which took more than 20 minutes, enough for the Yin family to dispatch people. And then sent Zhou Changshou to the train station for more than half an hour, which was enough for them to find out that the account of the other party who transferred the money had nothing to do with Su Mosen and to figure out that the person in the car was not Su Mosen, so they did not continue to track on the way back.