"You're stalking me?" Tian Chunda said with an unhappy face.

"It can be said that it can be said that it is not, judging from your re-investigation of that incident, you must be convinced that it was a murder incident, this time, Guan Lin is the murderer, therefore, I also want to go to Dongyang to see."

"You have the right to go to Dongyang, but I don't want you to interfere with my investigation."

"I know that." Yi Cheng nodded and said. "I used to work at a newspaper......

As if talking to himself, Yi Cheng suddenly frowned, perhaps he touched his old scars.

"I will in no way affect your investigation." Yi Cheng said in a loud voice.

Tian Chunda leaned his head on the backrest and closed his eyes. He wasn't angry at all about Yi Cheng.

Tian Chunda smiled bitterly. Yi Cheng seemed to be gambling when he went to Dongyang, which was the same as him, and because of this, he smiled bitterly. Tian Chunda opened his eyes and silently handed a piece of gum to Yi Cheng.

At 7:05 the next morning, Tian Chunda's express train arrived in Dongyang. It was sunny, but it was very cold, more like winter than when he had visited two days earlier.

"What are you going to do?"

After walking out of the ticket cutting gate, Tian Chunda looked at Yi Chengcheng's face and asked. Yi Chengcheng's face showed a slightly embarrassed look.

"So what are you going to do? Didn't you go to meet Guan Lin? ”

"No, somewhere else."

"Where?"

"Go and see the scene of the fire."

"The scene of the fire?"

"Are you going?"

"Needless to say, of course I want you to take me too."

"Yes, but there are conditions."

"Isn't it okay for me not to act casually? I promise you. ”

"Besides, maybe there's something else for you to ask you to do."

"What's the matter?"

"Let's wait until we've seen the scene of the fire."

Tian Chunda said so, and walked up. For Tian Chunda, Yi Cheng is a big burden, but he thinks that this burden may be able to be used.

Hou Teng's residence is not far from the station, and if you take a taxi, it is about 10 minutes away, and after 10 minutes by car, the high-rise buildings disappear and the view of the suburbs appears.

The taxi driver talked about the news of the self-immolation in the newspaper, and drove the car to a stop near the scene of the fire.

"Are you friends with the suicidal?" The middle-aged driver asked as he accepted the fare.

Tian Chunda just nodded ambiguously and looked at the fire scene that was fenced off with ropes.

The scene of the fire has been cleared. Someone worshipped wild chrysanthemums at the scene of the fire, and under the morning light, the wild chrysanthemums glowed yellow.

There are only a few families around, and the phrase "...... people nearby" made Tian Chunda mistakenly think that the surrounding area was full of people, but now when he went to the scene, he realized that there were only a few families, and each family was far apart.

It's a great place to paint.

"Who killed themselves here?"

"I just wanted to know about it, so I came here."

"Indeed, as the taxi driver said, Hou Teng poured himself with gasoline ......"

"That's true."

"Does Hou Teng's suicide have anything to do with that incident?" Yi Cheng asked.

"I want to know too."

Tian Chunda said with a difficult face, and left the fire scene with a footstep, there was a police station about 50 meters in front, and Tian Chunda walked towards the police station.

There was a short, stocky middle-aged patrolman in the police station, who seemed to be bored drinking hot water.

After Tian Chunda greeted the patrol policeman, he took out the police officer ID card and showed it to the other party, the patrol officer opened his eyes wide, probably wondering what the criminal police from Nanguang were doing in Dongyang, right?

"I'm here to take a vacation in Dongyang." Tian Chunda said with a smile in order to dispel the other party's doubts.

"I heard that someone had set himself on fire, so I leaned over to take a look."

"That incident really surprised me, too." The patrolman shouted. "Because that's the first time I've ever encountered that in my life."

"Who identified the body?"

"It's me, I died a miserable death, because my whole body was drenched in gasoline before it was ignited, so my whole body was burned to char."

"Are you sure that the corpse is really a Hou Teng painter?"

"Yes."

"But isn't it hard to identify the whole body when it is charred?"

"This is a good statement, but I am sure that the body is Hou Teng, because it is his home, and the day before he gave the painting to someone nearby, it is obvious that he has suicidal thoughts."

"What do you do with that charred corpse?"

"Since there was no one to pick up the body, we handed it over to the funeral center."

"What about the corpses?"

"After cremation, the ashes are buried in the cemetery."

"I'd like to see his paintings, okay?"

"If you want to see his paintings, I happen to have one here."

The patrol officer stood up briskly, took out an oil painting from the shelf behind him and placed it in front of Tian Chunda, which was a small landscape painting.

"It's a view from a nearby hill."

The inspection explained, but Tian Chunda didn't care about the other party's explanation, and only looked at the signature of "Hou Teng" on the screen.

Yes, it's exactly the same as the signature on the painting you saw at the bar in Kuwabara.

"What kind of person is Hou Teng?" Tian Chunda drew his gaze back to the patrol officer.

"Well—" said the patrolman in the tone of a good gentleman. "He's a person who doesn't like to talk and doesn't get along easily, and there are a lot of artists who have this kind of virtue."

"What about age?"

"Thirty-two or three years old, of medium build, with a round face, with thick-rimmed glasses, and usually wears either a fedora or a flat hat—"

Tian Chunda listened to the patrol policeman's explanation while comparing Guan Lin in his mind.

Glasses and woolen hats are different, however, this is an external object, not important, medium stature, round face and other physical characteristics and age are the same-

"Isn't Hou Teng's experience unclear?"

"Yes. Because he only investigated after the accident, he did not come to the police station to register his move-in, and the landlord rented the house to him without investigating his identity because he had paid rent for several months. ”

"Does he paint every day?"

"No, he said he was a wanderer, so he was often away from home, and I wondered if he would go out on a trip with his painting tools? I don't know why he rented a house, but I do know that he has a lot of paintings. ”

"You say he's not at home a lot?"

"Yes. It is not uncommon to not see him for half a month, and he said that he traveled to the beach. ”

When he left the police station, Tian Chunda's expression became complicated, and he was thinking about the possibility that Hou Teng was Guan Lin's pseudonym. Not only are the two of them the same age and stature, but they also have the same round faces.

Judging from the fact that Hou Teng is often not at home, it is possible that this is possible, because when he ran the hotel at the "View Village", it was natural that he could not see Hou Teng's figure in this place.