The police can be seen inside and outside the Zhu Mansion, this is the scene of the first case, and at this time, there is a new discovery, and the police force naturally begins to concentrate here again.

When the taxi driver put Liang Chuan down here, he was a little puzzled:

"Isn't this a place to sell stones, what's wrong, something's wrong?"

"Hmm. ”

Liang Chuan gave the money and got out of the car.

"Consultant Liang. ”

Qin Tao had been waiting outside for a long time.

Liang Chuan nodded and motioned for her to take herself in.

When he passed the exhibition hall at the front door again, he saw the exhibits again, this time, Liang Chuan didn't see anything else standing next to those body carvings, and the environment and atmosphere were much more relaxed than before, no longer as depressing as the last time he came.

It's as if the master is dead, something, and free.

Ordinary people may think that there have been deaths here, and then now there are so many policemen, so they feel very unlucky, but Liang Chuan sees it differently than them.

People pay attention to feng shui, for feng shui physiognographers, feng shui is nothing more than whether the place is more suitable for the dead to live in or for the living, Liang Chuan is not a feng shui physiognomy, and he does not know any feng shui secret techniques, but he can at least feel whether this place is suitable for him to live, which to a certain extent, is more direct and accurate than the feng shui physiognomist to judge.

The place where the Zhu Mansion and the disciples and workers below live is at the back, which is a row of small villas, and the location here is actually not very good, and it is also a remote location in the suburbs, so the land is not very expensive;

Of course, stone carving art is still too niche for the public, and people who really like to buy and want to see it don't care about this distance, so whether it is opened in the city center and downtown is not much different.

"Consultant Liang, Zhu Guangzong and Zhu Chenyang, father and son, live in the same villa. Qin Tao gave Liang Chuan a general introduction to the situation, "We found the secret door during the search of the deceased's relics, and we also asked the masters and apprentices under the Zhumen carving, and they didn't know about it.

Now it seems that only the father and son of the deceased know about this secret door. ”

Liang Chuan didn't say anything, but crossed the blockade line and walked in, and went straight to the second floor, the bedrooms of their father and son were on the second floor, one facing south and the other facing north, and the place was very spacious.

Liang Chuan entered Zhu Guangzong's bedroom first, Wu Dahai was still sitting in it at this time, he was napping with his hands, looking very tired, and none of his subordinates around him bothered him to let him sleep more.

Wu Dahai has been sleepless for two days and two nights, but unfortunately, the murderer he wants to find is estimated to be still cleaning in Liangchuan's shop.

"Team Wu, Advisor Liang is here. Sun Jianguo reminded beside him.

Wu Dahai opened his eyes, yawned, and then beckoned Liang Chuan to come over, rubbed his eyes, pointed to the wall opposite the bed, and said, "Push it away." ”

Two police officers walked over and began to push the wall,

soon

Several cracks appeared in the wall, and then the wall was directly pushed and rotated, revealing the area inside.

"This was supposed to be a bookshelf. Wu Dahai explained, "I found it because when I searched the deceased's house, I found scratches under the bookshelf that were often moved, so I found this secret door, as for what is inside, you can see for yourself." ”

Inside the secret door was a narrow space, but there was a light inside, and a police officer turned it on, dim light, but enough to see what was inside.

When Liang Chuan walked in, his eyes were also immediately condensed,

In the darkroom, there is a humanoid sculpture, this is the first time Liang Chuan has seen the sculpture with the image of the whole person in the Zhumen carving, in the exhibition hall of the front door of the Zhumen carving, there are carvings of "hands" or "feet" and other body parts, there is no complete figure carving, I didn't expect to see it here.

What's even more eye-catching are the seven or eight oil paintings hanging on the walls of the darkroom.

The protagonists of these paintings are all women, a picture of a woman imprisoned and subjected to various kinds of torture, and the image of the woman on the picture is vivid, and the despair of the protagonist is vividly depicted.

meantime

The carving is also that of a woman, who stands naked and curled up, her eyes frightened and uneasy.

It's a very uncomfortable place because the artwork here is emotionally extreme.

"Who is the protagonist?"

Liang Chuan asked, pointing to the sculpture.

It can be roughly felt that this woman sculpture and the heroine in these paintings should be the same person, and there are many similarities between the two in appearance and some details.

If it were just oil paintings and sculptures, Wu Dahai would not have shown that kind of emotion when he called him before.

"Hehe, it scares you when you say it, it's Zhu Guangzong's wife. Wu Dahai took out his mobile phone to show Liang Chuan the photo, "This is the photo of Zhu Guangzong's wife that we found before her death, and it can basically be determined that it is a person in the carving and the oil painting." Zhu Guangzong's wife died four years ago. ”

"The darkroom in Zhu Chenyang's bedroom is the same thing?" Liang Chuan asked, "Or, in her darkroom, there is also a sculpture and so many oil paintings, but the protagonist is not his mother, but his wife?"

In his impression, Liang Chuan remembered that Wu Dahai had told himself that Zhu Guangzong and Zhu Chenyang were both widowers (men who had died of their wives).

"Hmm. Wu Dahai nodded, "That's true." ”

Liang Chuan calmed down and looked at Wu Dahai, "What did you think of?"

To be honest, in this case, Liang Chuan is a little dilemma, because he knows who the murderer is, which means that he wants to help Wu Dahai solve a problem, he already knows the answer, but he can't tell Wu Dahai, but you still have to make a gesture to help him.

"What do you think?" Wu Dahai rubbed his chin, looked at the sculpture in front of him, and said, "I know that there are men in this world who value love and righteousness, for example, I am one."

If it's just an example, it's Zhu Guangzong or Zhu Chenyang alone, mourning his deceased wife in this way, then it's acceptable, artists, artists who can carve want to paint are not bad, even if his commemoration method is a little unique, and the way of expression is a little bizarre and heavy, but it's okay, you can understand.

It's just that if both father and son happen to choose the same way to mourn their deceased wife, it will be a little abnormal.

Could it be that this is a family inheritance? Even the way of mourning has been inherited? Or maybe Zhu Chenyang has always regarded his father as an idol, and even has to learn this?"

"Have you investigated the cause of death, the wife of their father and son. Liang Chuan asked.

"After investigating, Zhu Guangzong's wife died four years ago, and Zhu Chenyang's wife passed away two years ago, one had a heart attack, and the other had a car accident. Wu Dahai pursed his lips.

"It's all an unnatural death. Liang Chuan said.

Unnatural death refers to death from old age and normal disease, such as the above two ways of death, one is a heart attack and the other is a car accident, in fact, there is a huge space for human manipulation, in fact, many people in this world will die every day, and many murders are imitated as natural death.

In ancient times, there was a saying that "the people do not raise officials and do not hold accountable", and it is the same situation in modern times, in the real society, there are often many so-called murder cases that end in this way, of course, this kind of thing is generally a close person as the murderer is relatively simple, and it is easier to cover up, such as your husband or your family, suddenly died violently, you make up a reason, saying that you drank too much or how, the funeral is done as usual, the body is cremated as usual, and the police do not have so much energy to analyze whether each death report is true.

"I've asked people to investigate, but one was four years ago and the other was two years ago, and there is definitely not much that can be investigated now, and the bodies of these two women have long been cremated. ”

Liang Chuan didn't say anything more, but continued to admire, oh no, to observe these oil paintings.

To be honest, Liang Chuan knew what Wu Dahai was thinking, and as an old criminal policeman, he must have sniffed something special from this series of coincidences.

And Liang Chuan also needs this.

Yuecheng killed two people and Yuecheng killed two bad people, it is a completely different feeling, and there is not much difference in law, but here in Liangchuan, it can be passed.

"Chuan'er, did you find anything?" Wu Dahai leaned over and asked.

"Do you feel familiar with the scene in the oil painting?" asked Liang Chuan.

"Familiar?"

Wu Dahai approached and looked at himself for a while, and then suddenly realized, "Isn't this the layout in the workshop?" ”

yes

The scene in the oil painting is indeed the layout of the workshop,

If all the expressions in the oil painting are not pure artistic fantasies, then it is very likely that it is realistic, recorded, and the picture experienced by the painter at that time.

Liang Chuan looked at the sculpture again,

The figures of the sculpture are very realistic,

It is enough to show how superb Zhu Guangzong's skills are.

The stone carving is cold,

won't move,

I can't speak,

She............ It's like a corpse, standing here.

Liang Chuan slowly raised his head and looked at the face of the sculpture, he saw the horror, the uneasiness, everything was so expressive.

I don't know how many nights,

Zhu Guangzong pushed open this secret door,

Admiring the paintings, admiring the sculptures,

recall

No

It's reminiscing about his wife.

Liang Chuan suddenly thought of the headless man, and also of the handsless woman standing next to the hand-carved in the display area of the front hall.

This is not pure engraving,

It seems to incorporate something else,

These methods and means may be completely buried with the death of Zhu Guangzong's father and son.

But Liang Chuan doesn't need to dig into the roots, and he doesn't need to crack the principle of this carving.

Because at this time there was a bold idea in his mind,

I can read the last words of the deceased,

So this particular statue,

Is it possible to tell yourself something?

Liang Chuan's hand slowly rested on the forehead of the stone carving,

And then

Slowly closed his eyes............