The picture is a painting, and I can be pretty sure that I haven't seen it in the paintings hanging in the gallery.

That means it's most likely the broken painting. But why would Mrs. Randy give you this? Chen Chuan was a little puzzled.

"Mrs. Randy has a cleanliness fetish, and made me wipe the floor fifteen times." I shook my sore hand and said helplessly.

"This ...... It's not easy, I've never seen such a tricky NPC, so let me give him a few fruits. ”

Chen Chuan patted me on the shoulder and asked me a strange question: "We have all seen that painting just now, so I ask you now, do you remember the content of the painting?" ”

I was startled, and I tried to say something, but I couldn't say anything.

I forgot.

Now it's like I can't get into the company if I want to.

"This may be a follow-up clue, and we haven't unlocked it yet." Chen Chuan rubbed his chin and speculated.

"The map hasn't been explored yet, and I think what we're looking for, or used to unlock this photo, is likely to be in another room."

"Like, Mr. Randy." I say.

"You're right, Moran's words are indeed a clue." Chen Chuan and I walked to the door of Mr. Randy's bedroom.

I knocked on his door: "Sir, Madame said let's clean your room." ”

Inside the door was Mr. Randy's impatient voice, "I don't need it yet. ”

Chen Chuan continued: "Madame said that if you are sure not to clean the room, you will bear the consequences. ”

The door opened, and Mr. Randy blushed and glared at us, "Okay, okay, you clean up, I'm going to talk to her!" ”

Things were simpler than I thought, Chen Chuan and I were rummaging around the house under the pretext of cleaning, but we found nothing.

Mr. Randy's room opens into a fully furnished painting location, and a walled bedroom opens inside.

As I stared at the huge portrait of Mrs. Randy on the bedroom wall, I thought there was something else. So I went up to take a closer look, and I really found some cats.

The thickness of the paper is different, and the distance from the glass to the paper is different from that framed in the gallery. That is, there may be a painting or something underneath the painting.

I'm curious, but this portrait was framed, and now it is a dangerous decision to open it.

Chen Chuan saw me looking at it for a while and knocked on the wall. I didn't hear the sound right, and knocked on the wall on the other side to compare and verify.

The wall is empty.

This is interesting, what kind of secrets are hidden by famous painters, and my curiosity can no longer be suppressed.

"How's your cleaning?" Mr. Randy's voice rang out, and he was nervous as hurried footsteps approached.

Chen Chuan and I glanced at each other and began to wave the broom.

Mr. Randy restrained his breath to look calm, and he waved his hand and motioned for us to go out, "Go clean up somewhere else, sloppy ones, don't drop my paintings again." ”

"Yes, sir."

It looks like we'll have to find another chance to find out.

Then, we went to Moran's room to clean, and Chen Chuan saw that she was alone in the room, and complimented: "Sister Moran is worthy of being the most effective maid under Mr. Randy." ”

I don't think there's anything wrong with it, and my right-hand men are also one person and one house.

Wait, then to put it that way, I'm afraid there's something really wrong with this Moran, she must know what I want to know.

"It's nothing, I'm just following the master for a long time." Moran Road.

Some words of NPCs can be triggered according to the corresponding language, and Chen Chuan is trial and error.

"How many years has my sister been with my master?"

"When I was nineteen or nine years old, my lord gave me an errand and made me barely survive. At that time, the old man was thirty-three and officially started his painting career. ”

"You're so strong, take the liberty of asking, what kind of errand?"

"Yes...... Sending supper to the old night, speaking of which, it has also been sent during the day, so the old man is much richer now. ”

"The master has to eat a meal half an hour after dinner, everyone knows."

I thought about this ruthless man who eats six meals a day, and I think that he is still too thin now, not quite like it.

Chen Chuan continued to chat: "When did the master's paintings become famous? ”

"Well, when I was ten years old, my master's first painting was bought at a high price, you know, there are very few painters who can sell their first painting."

"The old man has shown his talent at the top."

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of his linen-colored hair with barbed wire, which was indeed "stunning".

Chen Chuan understood what I was laughing at, but he was unmoved and continued to be a qualified interrogator: "My worship of the master is like a surging river, endless, when does the master usually paint?" We want to go and see. ”

Moran frowned: "The master doesn't like others to observe. I'm going to get dinner ready, sorry. ”

I don't know where it hit Moran's minefield, but she showed that she wasn't in a good mood, and we didn't bother her anymore.

We need to take a look at the information we get.

"Suppose, suppose the old man wasn't a painting genius," I said, and I really couldn't believe he was a painter, "so is it possible that he hired a gunman, painted it for him, and then sold it off and created the image of a peerless painter." ”

"And the servant who trespassed through these, and was brutally murdered by him, and his body was thrown into the wilderness."