Chapter 189: Strange Painting

Xu Weiyou was dragged to make a record, and she took the initiative to report the case.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, do you detectives also have so many vacations?"

She hadn't been here before, and she was curious about the environment, Jiang Qingrui pulled her to sit opposite, "The work benefits given by the leader, tell me, what did you find?" ”

At first, Xu Weiyou was just curious about the miraculous remarks on the Internet, and came to the exhibition with a curious mentality, but the result was not half as scary as her usual portraits, and just as she was about to leave, she found that the color of a certain painting was a little strange.

Different from ordinary oil paintings, the color is dark, the brushstrokes are strange, and it is slightly abrupt in the picture.

Xu Weiyou stared at the dark red in the painting, and asked the staff to pretend to buy the painting.

"Can you take this painting down, I like it very much, and I want to give it to a friend."

The other party hesitated, according to the regulations, it was not allowed, two red bills were stuffed in his hand, and the staff was comparable to a master of changing faces, "Of course, of course, I will take it down." ”

Xu Weiyou observed carefully and sniffed lightly, with a faint smell of rust.

She immediately noticed that something was wrong, and went to the police station to check Jiang Qingrui, but she didn't expect that the person was not there.

The painting had already been taken by Qiao Linlin, and as soon as Xu Weiyou finished talking about the process, he heard the sound of the door opening.

"She's right, it's indeed human blood."

Xu Weiyou made an expression to Jiang Qingrui, meaning look, what I said is really right.

Painting with blood, Jiang Qingrui is the first time to see you.

Sending Xu Weiyou away, she and Qiao Linlin were going to find the painter, who had a signature on it, and it was still relatively easy to find.

Xu Ying quickly found out the painter's information, and she frowned, "He's dead." ”

"What?"

Jolene leaned over to the computer and looked at the data.

It has the word death written on it.

Jiang Qingrui was not surprised by this result, "First go to the house of the deceased Chen Baiyu according to the address above." ”

Arriving at the location, the landlord had already rented out the house and could not find any clues to the deceased.

Visiting the neighbors on the street, the evaluation of the deceased is derogatory.

"I'm not married at this age, I don't have a girlfriend, I don't see him on weekdays, if it weren't for the fresh garbage at the door, I would have thought I was dead."

"The young man doesn't go out, he doesn't know where the income comes from, he goes downstairs sloppily every time, and he doesn't pay attention to hygiene."

"His face stinks to death, and no one owes him money, and he doesn't pay attention to his speech."

Jiang Qingrui roughly pieced together the image of Chen Baiyu, returned to the police station to look at the painting, and had an idea, put on gloves, and put his fingers on it.

It was pitch black all around, the only light source was the mobile phone in his hand, the light on the screen was dazzling, Jiang Qingrui felt that his eyes were attached with a thick veil, and he carefully identified that this was a chat page.

The deceased was very agitated, and kept typing back and forth on the keyboard, and quickly saw the afterimage.

Jiang Qingrui still couldn't see the news, this situation lasted for a long time, and the deceased suddenly let out a scream, and then his neck was cold, and he fell into darkness.

Jiang Qingrui still reacted, this was the first time she ended the death sharing so quickly, and the pain value was about equal to zero.

However, it is certain that the deceased committed suicide, but who painted on the canvas with his blood, it is unknown.

At this time, Chen Baiyu's landlord came to the police station, "I'm sorry officer, I just remembered a very important thing, he left me a piece of paper, I didn't take it seriously at that time, I just looked for a long time and turned it out." ”

Jiang Qingrui unfolded the paper, and there were only a few simple sentences on it, which was called a suicide note.

Xu Ying contacted Chen Baiyu's parents as soon as possible.

Chen Baiyu's parents came quickly, and they were very anxious when they learned that their son had left a suicide note, and Chen's mother read just a few lines for five minutes, and finally fell into her husband's arms and cried.

Chen Baiyu's father is also holding back tears, he is a well-known artist, and he is proud of his son's self-esteem.

"I didn't borrow money, and I didn't gamble. Mom and Dad, why don't you believe me, no matter how much you explain, it's useless, just let me use my death to prove my innocence. ”

"My son!" Chen's mother fainted several times, and regretted her tough attitude at the beginning, so that her son could not withstand the blow and decided to commit suicide.

Xu Shu said lightly: "Why do you believe that he must be gambling, is there any clue?" ”

Chen's mother took out her mobile phone tremblingly, found a video and handed it over, "We have all seen it with our own eyes, can this be fake?!" ”

It's an extremely blurry image, with many figures moving around and finally focusing on a single man.

"Look! This is my son! ”

Chen's mother remembers this video by heart, the picture is obviously a casino, and the people on it are the same as Chen Baiyu, so there is no reason to suspect it.

Chen Baiyu inside had a hideous face, no matter whether he won or lost, he frantically increased the size on the table, repeating his actions like a robot.

"It's not just that...... Chen's mother was full of remorse, "After my son couldn't pay the money, the other side called me and cut off his hands and feet if he didn't give the money!" ”

"I found Chen Baiyu, but this kid still doesn't admit it!" Chen's mother's heart twitched and twitched, "I sent him a video, and such obvious evidence is still a denial." ”

"He has been a good boy since he was a child, and what he does is skip class, not to mention gambling......"

Chen's father didn't know what to say, he beat and scolded, they just wanted to hear an apology, so that Chen Baiyu could realize his mistake and repent.

Who knew that Chen Baiyu's mouth was harder than a stone, and the video was still denied in front of him, and the family began a cold war.

Chen's mother and Chen's father heard the news of Chen Baiyu here, that is, he had committed suicide in the rental house.

After many years, Xu Shu keenly noticed that something was wrong, and did not make a noise, and copied a video to take it back to the police station.

After being checked by professional technicians, the faces of the characters in the picture actually have traces of AI face change.

Xu Shu immediately realized that this was very likely to be suspected of a fraud, and the organization and amount were extremely large.

Immediately contacted Chen Baiyu's parents and asked if they had paid off the debt at that time.

Both husband and wife nodded as they should, although the son was not convinced, but the parents would definitely not let it go.

After the call, Jiang Wu got the account they transferred money from at that time, but unfortunately, the other party used an overseas account, and the address was changing every second, so it was impossible to find the real location.

The situation of the case is complicated, and we have not been exposed to similar situations before, so we have no idea where to start.

The clue was broken here, and Jiang Qingrui paced back and forth, trying to find a breakthrough.

Xu Ying picked up the call to the police, and after listening to it, she said thoughtfully, "Someone called the police just now and said that his old man was cheated of money, will it be the same as the situation of Chen Baiyu's parents?" ”

This sentence is like setting off a switch, and before Xu Shu can verify it, there are a series of phone calls, without exception, all of them are things about the old man being cheated of money.