Peaceful and peaceful Feiyun City, a sunny afternoon.

"This one is okay, this one is not good, this one is okay, this one is not good, this one is not good......" On the first floor of Yuqi Mansion, in the Hugo Detective Agency, the director Hugo checked the photos handed by Bilan one by one with messy black hair.

The chestnut-haired girl, who was the detective's assistant, was confused at this time, she tilted her head like a duck with a headache, and observedly her employer's every move in a daze, and finally couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Detective, can you tell me the reason for screening these photos?" ”

Hugo stopped his movements and looked at Bilan with some surprise, as if the other party was asking some strange question.

"In my opinion, these are all very close extramarital affair shots, why do you think some of them work and the other part can't? I had taken great care to make the faces of the man and woman clearly visible when I took the photo, so why did I have to sift through half of them? ”

"We're a legal private detective agency." "We are not a tabloid paparazzi tracking lace news, nor are we psychopathic stalkers who have half a foot in the field of sexual harassment, we want to take legitimate and reasonable photos that do not offend the right to reputation of others." ”

"No, no, no, from the moment Hugo you accepted the commission of the middle-aged and wealthy Mrs. Kuo, our actions have been far from being reasonable and legal." Blue shook her head vigorously, trying to correct the detective's misconceptions.

"I see what you mean, it seems that you still live in a black and white world, my friend." Hugo sifted through the photos in his hand and began to talk.

"There is no pure black or pure white in the world, maybe law and morality can be used as the bottom line and yardstick for people to regulate their own behavior, but if we regard these dogmatic shackles as forbidden areas, and dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool, we will become slaves of the mean, and we will gradually distance ourselves from absolute justice......"

The detective chattered and chattered, and Blue interrupted his speech rudely—

"I'm not that old-fashioned, I took those pictures in your hand. Now, as a stalker's end to a married man for a whole week, tell me why you split that pile of photos in two! ”

"As I said before, the world is not black and white, but is made up of large expanses of gray, but we can still pick something close to white in gray." Mr. Detective finished sifting through the photos, swiping two stacks of photos on the table, and the two rows of photos were clearly presented in front of the assistant lady.

"So, I just wanted to ask, do you divide the photos into ......" Bilan paused in the middle of her words, showing an epiphany-like expression.

On the table, the photographs selected by Hugo are placed together, like street view photography created by a group of professional artists. The faces of the married man and the cheating partner who were captured disappeared as if by magic, and they were buried in the crowd like a drop of water in the sea, becoming inconspicuous.

Even in several photographs, the two people captured are obviously the most central subjects of the picture, they kiss each other affectionately near suspicious places, but because of the subtle light and the magical atmosphere generated between several consecutive street scenes, there is a sense of artistic harmony.

People who view the photographs do not regard the photographs as obscene candid photographs, but simply naturally see them as a conscious creative activity of a photographic artist.

After looking at the photos picked out by Hugo, let's look at the rest of the other set of photos -

Bilan is ashamed of her candid photography, those are really just dirty and obscene candid photos.

"Your photography skills are good, and your perception of light and shade is excellent, and this unvarnished tone can be a big selling point. However, the part about composition needs to be strengthened. Hugo took a sip of water and said leisurely in the manner of a professional art critic.

"As long as we go through this kind of screening, we are not illegal and candid photography, you are just carrying out a photographic collection that belongs to a traveling artist, and the pair of men and women in the picture just appear in your work in some embarrassing way, because they are not the focus of the work, so it does not involve the infringement of the right to reputation, privacy and other issues."

Hugo said as he operated his mobile phone to send a document to Bilan: "This is a brief description of the creation of your set of photographs, which will be used when trading artworks, you can fill in the template with the appropriate content and sign it." ”

Bilan looked at the document Hugo had sent her, and her head suddenly grew bigger.

I saw that it was full of unfathomable words such as "visual symbols under personal style", "scene angles of frame line composition", "emotional tone and mood flow", "customs and customs of modern cities", etc.

"The title could be 'The Urban Experiences of the Strangers in Guandu,' and the inhabitants of the United People's Republic of China are fond of calling themselves city dwellers, and they will be happy to see such a title." The detective added with a look of irony or self-deprecation.

The girl couldn't help but ask nervously, "Hugo, do these photos still have to be sold as works of art?" Or do you want to put it on display in a museum? ”

"Of course, I want to sell it, but I want to sell it to a rich fat lady for a private collection." Hugo gave his assistant a meaningful look, then continued, "Just like you think, we're going to sell the picture to the consignor in the form of a work of art. ”

"Does that make any sense?" Bilan is still puzzled.

"That way, if the client's husband brings an invasion of privacy lawsuit against us, we have good reasons for him to lose the case. After all, as a private investigator, I just happened to find a set of photographs with evidence of the husband's affair and handed it over to the client. And you, as a bona fide third party, just took a picture of the street scene of Feiyun City around you with your camera normally - this is normal for an outsider who has just come to Hezhong. ”

Seeing Bilan's expression of sudden realization, Hugo went on to add-

"In addition, in this way, we can also generously reduce most of the client's commission fees that the client would have to pay, thereby reducing the tax burden on the firm."

"Taxes?" Hearing this familiar and unfamiliar word, the girl was stunned.

"It's a very clever tax avoidance tactic that I discovered by accident. You must know that the Hezhong region attaches great importance to the development of the art industry, and has a variety of preferential policies for cutting-edge artists, among which, the tax rate of art transactions of about 10,000 yuan is unimaginably low. And the price of a normal extramarital affair investigation commission is exactly at this price......"

"It turns out that the salary I received before was so dirty...... Bilan looked disillusioned and disheartened. This expression also appeared once when she was taken to the street by Hugo before.

"Don't think so, we helped a woman who was unhappy in her marriage to see her husband for what he was, and it is a detective's job to reveal the truth, and there is nothing to be ashamed of."

Hugo looked reasonable: "Besides, if reasonable tax avoidance is dirty, ninety percent of the accountants in Feiyun City should find a stone in the office and kill themselves." ”

"Sounds good, it seems that Feiyun City still has a percent of honest and honest accountants left."

"No, the remaining Yicheng accountant has been fired and sent home because of his lack of ability." The detective said in an impersonal tone, "Besides, I was quite happy when you received your salary, and when you rubbed your cheeks with the mobile phone that made the successful transfer, you must not have thought about the issue of personal income tax, right?" ”

"Any questions?" Bilan took a step back, unconsciously covering the phone she was using to transfer money, and became vigilant.

"It's not a big deal." Hugo said solemnly, "In the process of paying wages and settling tax rates, I took it upon myself to help you declare the identity of a Pokémon trainer in the United Region, and this status can enjoy certain tax reduction policies; In addition, a part of the salary is settled in the form of travel expenses, so that it can not be included in the scope of individual income tax. ”

"If you don't avoid taxes in these ways, Miss Assistant, your income last month was about ......" The detective wrote a string of short numbers in the palm of his hand with a pen, and then displayed it in front of the girl's eyes.

Bilan instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and her face changed. I saw the assistant lady smile awkwardly, and it took a long time to speak-

"Hugo, we don't live in a black-and-white world, do we?"