Just because she was surprised, she didn't expect to see surprise on Ye Feng's face.

Ye Feng was shocked for a few seconds, and then said to Tan Wan: "That's a painting worth 300 million, this friend of yours can't do it." ”

"Huh?" Tan Wan stared at Ye Feng with a puzzled expression, and then looked at Li Jue, 33 ...... 300 million???

Li Jue is not afraid of being exposed for making up this kind of lie?!

Ye Feng laughed and said with a smile: "If you can have the capital to own a collector of "Ink and Wash Chen Zhuang", I'm afraid that my kind of painting can't get into Mr. Li's eyes, right?" ”

"Art works don't look at market value, only look at whether there is fate."

Seeing that Li Jue dealt with it well, he stabilized Ye Feng, and he was about to start preparing on his side.

According to Li Dongliao's previous rhetoric, the first floor is an art exhibition, the second floor is a VIP reception room, and the third floor is Ye Feng's personal studio, which is where the body was found.

"Excuse me to interrupt, where is the bathroom?"

"On the second floor, just go up the stairs and turn left." Ye Feng was talking happily with Li Jue, and after pointing in the direction, he continued to chat with Li Jue, completely isolating Tan Wan outside the chat room of the two.

This situation is perfect for her, and the more transparent she is, the better it will be for her.

"Thank you." Tan Wan walked around behind Ye Feng, secretly made a thumbs-up gesture to Li Jue, and then trotted up the stairs.

There were three or four monitors on the first floor, but I didn't see them on the second floor.

Tan Wan didn't stay on the second floor, and went directly to the third floor.

There is a security door at the entrance to the third floor with an electronic lock on the door.

The lock is made up of a four-digit code.

I tried a few passwords one after another, first Xu Lei's birthday and Ye Feng's birthday, and tried several but failed.

Tan Wan felt frustrated in her heart, and the electronic lock warned her that she had two more chances to enter the password.

But in fact, it was only once for her.

What is it that can make Ye Feng set a password......

Tan Wan thought about it for a long time, and finally entered a string of numbers, and as the green light came on, the door opened.

On the third floor, there are two rooms, one large and one small, the big room is the studio, the small one is closed, and the door is written with the words 'painting utensils storage room'.

In the corner of the studio there are easels, and in the corners are several paintings, leaning against the wall, placed at random.

Tan Wan took out shoe covers and gloves from his pocket and walked into the studio.

Judging from the photos provided by Xu Lei, the place where Zhao Liang died was two meters from the entrance to the room.

Turn on the portable ultraviolet lamp, squat on the ground and carefully check the bloodstains, and carefully check every inch of the ground.

As written in the Li Dongliao report, no bloodstains were found at the place where the deceased fell.

The police station uses luminol reagent, while Tan Wan uses ultraviolet lamps, and once there are blood stains dripping on the floor under the investigation of the two ways, it will definitely appear.

"No blood...... she put away the UV lamp for a moment, then surveyed the room again.

The studio has a window on the east side, and below the window is a garbage dump where garbage is temporarily piled up.

Looking down from above, the garbage site is filled with black garbage bags, which are piled together to form a small hill.

On the wall below the window, only half a meter from the studio window, there is an air-conditioning compressor.

Suppose that when Xu Lei found the victim's body, the murderer hid on the air-conditioning compressor through the window in time, and took advantage of the gap when Xu Lei went out to make a phone call, dragged the body out of the window and threw it down.

But we still have to do an experiment...... Tan Wan stood on the edge of the bed, touched his chin and thought quietly.

Although the height was not high, the body was covered in blood at that time, and the blood stains inevitably sprayed to other places during the fall.

There is an extremely narrow alley next to the window.

It's not so much an alley as a passage dedicated to the garbage station.

There are no residential buildings, no street lights, and if it gets a little darker, there is a chance that it will not be detected by witnesses.

But how to explain the bloodstains, it is enough for the murderer to escape, why do he have to go to great lengths to transport the body, and what is the purpose of his transporting the body?

Putting that aside, just dealing with the blood on the ground is hard to reach in just 20 minutes.

It is basically impossible for this ruse to kill people and hide corpses to be carried out as she thought.

While talking about it late and thinking about it, my eyes unconsciously stayed on those paintings.

They are stored in the corner of the wall on the side of the window.

The distance from the window to the door is about 5 meters, and judging from the location of the victim in the photo, it is in the middle of the room facing the studio window.

In other words, there is a high probability that the blood of the victim will be splashed on the painting.

With this in mind, Tan Wan turned on the ultraviolet lamp again.

The colors of the paintings are bright and beautiful, and the red pigment is also used a lot, if a drop of red blood happens to fall on the red pigment area, it is extremely easy to hide people's eyes.

Therefore, in order to see more clearly, Tan Wan easily pulled the curtains tightly.

There are about seven or eight paintings in the corners, which are examined one by one on the canvas with a UV lamp.

There were no traces of blood spraying on the canvases of the outermost paintings, and just as he was about to be disheartened, a bright blue light flickered in front of him with the movement of the ultraviolet lamp.

Tan Wan thought that he had seen it wrong, so he shone it again with an ultraviolet lamp.

Not on canvas, but on the ground.

On the floor blocked by the seven or eight paintings, there was a splattered circular trail of blood.

The blood stains are dripping, and the size of the halo of the blood stains can be used to determine the height of the drops.

The height of the window is about 1.68 meters, could it be that the blood fell when the murderer transported the body from the window?

She took out a large cotton swab from her pocket, rubbed it vigorously where there was a blood reaction, and stored it in a sterile and clean sample bag.

Then I heard the voice of the receptionist downstairs: "Miss Tan, are you in the toilet?" The boss saw that you had been in there for a long time and asked me to come and see. ”

The voice of the receptionist came from under the window, but there was no one in the toilet at this time, and there was no answer.

Oops, Tan Wan frowned slightly.

She glanced at the time on her phone, it had only been fifteen minutes since she left Ye Feng's sight, he was really vigilant, pinching the time to let the employees come to her.

Tan Wan remembers that the toilet on the second floor is directly below the studio, and when I look down from the window of the studio, the window of the toilet on the second floor is directly below it.

As the voice of the receptionist kept shouting, Tan Wan rolled up his sleeves and turned over the window to the window.

In order not to destroy the possible footprints on the air conditioner, she avoided the air conditioner compressor and instead swung her body to the shelf of the air conditioner and jumped into the second-floor window with the help of the sewer pipe next to it.

She jumped on the marble floor tiles in the bathroom, inevitably with a snapping sound.

"Miss Tan, Miss Tan?? Are you alright?? I'm going to come in. ”

Without waiting for the reception lady to open the door, Tan Wan opened the door from the toilet.

She gasped lightly and looked at the people waiting outside, Ye Feng was also there.

"Is Boss Ye also interested in other people going to the toilet?" Talk late with a smile.

Ye Feng glanced inside the women's toilet, only to see that the window was open, and the wind was blowing inside.

"Talking about police officers is still so fond of jokes." Ye Feng didn't pursue the matter of how strange women go to the toilet too much, "I'm done talking to your friend, please come here." ”

Under the guidance of the receptionist, Tan Wan went downstairs.

After the two left, the smile on Ye Feng's face dissipated.

He walked into the women's restroom, stuck his head out the window and looked up and down before leaving.