Gu Minsheng opened the album again and looked. Inside is a picture of a man and a woman getting along, walking away from each other from the acquaintance to the end. Gu Minsheng: "In this painting, the whole process of two people from falling in love to finally becoming strangers is depicted."
Zhou Zhen: "This style of painting is the same as that on the track."
Gu Minsheng: "That's right, I have to take it back now and verify it, is it from the same person?"
Zhou Zhen looked into the rearview mirror and turned left into Gong'an Road at the intersection. "If it is from the same person, it means that the painting was not painted by Lang Qi, but the suspect who left the painting on the track. If this is the case, then the scope of our investigation will be reduced. There are not many people."
Gu Minsheng sighed: "This is indeed a direction, but if the murderer deliberately hides his ability to paint, it will not be so easy to find out."
Zhou Zhen: "I have a few friends who are majors in art. For a person who loves painting, he can't control his own hands."
Gu Minsheng: "What if the murderer is not in love with the painting itself?"
Zhou Zhen: "Since he can draw the victim's marriage process and leave a picture on the railroad track, he will definitely leave other pictures."
The two got out of the car, and Zhu Yu and Huo Xiaofang stood in front and waited. Several people entered the Criminal Investigation Division together.
A knock on the door came from outside the door, Tang Huan opened the door: "What are you doing?" She closed the door easily, and the people in front of the door raised their eyes, slightly harder, and entered the door, and immediately closed it with her backhand. Closed the door.
The man entered the house, his gaze fell on the note on the table, "Are all the notes left? Are you ready?"
"Please go out?" Tang Huan said.
Man: "Look away? Do you think the world is beautiful again?"
"It's none of your business?" Tang Huan kept standing at the door and didn't walk over. The man made two chuckles in his nasal cavity: "Humans, it is really cheap, women are even more cheap, and the scars are not healed, and they have forgotten to hurt. What can be done
"If you don't leave, I'll call the police?" Tang Huan opened the door and looked at him and said.
The man nodded, "Okay, I'll go!" After saying that, he walked towards the door, stepped to the door, and stopped abruptly, and a backhand door was closed.
Tang Huan's expression changed and he was about to shout when he opened his mouth. A handkerchief was immediately blocked in her mouth, and the shout was blocked. She reached out to take it off, but found that she couldn't lift one of her hands.
The man held her body weak and was about to fall to the ground, and said, "This world is dark and dangerous, what is so worthy of your nostalgia!" Tang Huan lifted his eyelids straight down, and the moment she closed her eyes, tears of fear rolled down. Out.
In the hotel lobby early in the morning, the staff had long been gone. The man held a drunk, old-fashioned dress, messy hair, and invisible woman, and walked out of the hotel gate against the wall.
The cold night breeze did not make the drunk woman shiver, the man helped her into the back seat of the car, the body started, and drove all the way in the direction of Shi Cheng.
"Leaves return to their roots! People are sinister. Going where you should go is the best choice. It's hard for a good person to do it." The speed of the car rose, leaving a loud'Woo' throttle in the silent night. In the rearview mirror, the man's eyes look at the woman in the back seat from time to time, the end of his eyes always rising.
Woman, drunk, not awake, not human, motionless. At this moment, she was unaware of the approaching death.
(End of this chapter)