Noon the next day.
"Boom boom boom."
The sound of knocking on the door woke up Zhang Yang who was still sleeping soundly. Zhang Yang's head was drowsy and his face was irritable. He casually grabbed a T-shirt and put it on, and walked out of the room sleepily.
Before him, his wife had already opened the door, Zhang Yang barely opened his eyes and asked:
"Honey, what's the matter?"
Zhang Yang walked to the living room and saw his wife talking with the police outside the door.
Wang Ren frowned, and at a glance he saw that Zhang Yang was hungover last night. Although the whole house had been cleaned, he still smelled of alcohol.
Wang Ren recovered his expression and conducted a routine cross-examination:
"Excuse me, are you the owner of this house?"
"Oh... yes, I'm just... what can I do for you?"
Looking at these **, Zhang Yang suddenly became sober, and quickly replied seriously, not daring to slack off in the slightest:
"Comrade police, this is my newly bought house... Is there any problem? No matter what the problem is, I will fully cooperate."
"Oh, it's nothing...just here to investigate."
Wang Ren showed his ID to prove his identity:
"I am carrying out a search mission, we are going to go into your villa to observe the situation now."
"Oh sure, sure!"
After seeing the documents and confirming Wang Ren's identity, Zhang Yang naturally tried his best to cooperate. He is in business. Although he is clean, he always has some dirty methods.
"Um."
Wang Ren stepped into Zhang Yang's house and looked around.
Now this area of villas is being inspected, and the neighbors around the 404 villas are the focus of attention. Wang Ren came to the 403 villas in person to check the situation.
Wang Ren scanned around, and found that the decoration of this house tended to be European and American, and everything in the house was completely different for a while.
While observing, Wang Ren also asked.
"What did you do last night?"
Zhang Yang followed behind Wang Ren, and immediately replied:
"We were staying with some of my friends last night. They went home last night... We all hired substitute drivers, or took taxis, and we definitely don't drink and drive."
"Could it be that they're driving themselves again? … "
Sure enough, it is the common people's ailment to think wildly when they see the police. Wang Ren shook his head, indicating that this is not the reason, and then asked:
"Has anything weird happened since you guys moved in here?"
Zhang Yang thought for a while, and then replied:
"Weird thing...seems to be f*cking."
"Oh... okay."
Wang Ren looked at the couple again, there was indeed something strange about them, they were normal people, then Wang Ren looked up at the second floor.
"We finished the first floor, let's go up to the second floor now."
"Oh, okay."
"Ring ring ring!"
While the two were talking, Zhang Yang's cell phone rang suddenly.
Wang Ren looked back at Zhang Yang, then pouted, motioning for Zhang Yang to answer the phone.
Zhang Yang immediately put the phone to his ear and started talking on the phone.
"Hey brother and sister, what do you want me to do?"
"Fatty... ... didn't Fatty come home last night?"
Wang Ren's forward steps stopped abruptly, he turned his head, and watched Zhang Yang make a phone call quietly, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face.
When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.
Zhang Yang noticed Wang Ren's gaze, and was still immersed in the phone call, with a fierce tone:
"But Fatty is not at my house now!"
"Wait a minute... have you called him... yes! Not in the service area?"
"How is it possible, don't worry, how could such a big person be lost... Ask other brothers to see if there is a **** living in their house, and if you fuck again, just wait, if it doesn't work anymore Call me!!"
"Well, call me anytime if you have any news!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang looked anxious, raised his head worriedly, and met Wang Ren's eyes.
"what happens?"
Zhang Yang sighed and said:
"My brother has a bad habit, that is, he doesn't care about his family, so he may go to other places to fool around... It's just that he was so drunk last night, where can he go?"
Wang Ren put these words in his heart, and directly judged that something must have happened last night.
The smell of alcohol hasn't gone away until this morning. I must have drank too much last night, so how could I still go out to fool around.
If it wasn't for fooling around... Then this fat man should be in danger.
It is still impossible to make a conclusion, let's talk about it after reading the entire villa.
Wang Ren turned around, walked up to the second floor and opened the door.
This should be a study room, there are no books on the shelves, and most of the books are brand new and unopened, obviously no one has touched them.
Wang Ren didn't care about this, he walked into the room quickly, and when he looked up, he happened to see a painting hanging on the study.
"Is this painting about your family?"
"Yes."
Zhang Yang was a little puzzled, and asked his wife beside him in a low voice.
"My wife... why is this painting hanging here?"
"Did I move it to the study because the painting is too obstructive when it's not being cleaned?"
"Where did this painting come from?"
Wang Ren interrupted Zhang Yang's discussion and pointed at the painting.
This painting is very beautiful and very classic, but it is this outstanding artistic sense that makes him suspicious. This couple does not look so elegant, how could it be possible to ask someone to paint this painting
And Zhang Yang's next answer also confirmed his thoughts.
"This painting was given by the resident of building 404 next door. He is a painter. It was a gift from the new neighbor... We even returned the gift back then."
When Zhang Yang said this, his heart skipped a beat.
"You guys should be more careful recently."
Wang Ren reminded aloud:
"It's better not to live in this building, but to live outside for a few days."
"We have already investigated the 404 villas next door. It is an abandoned villa. No one lives there at all, so... there will be no painters living there, and there will be no move to send paintings. "
"this... ... "
Zhang Yang's face was wrinkled. What he is most worried about now is not the problem of the house, but the problem of his brother.
"So... Officer Wang, my fat brother, where did he go?"
Wang Ren turned around, faced Zhang Yang, and sighed.
"I hope a miracle will happen."
This sentence has already expressed his attitude, the fat man is more dangerous than good.
Zhang Yang's expression was a little gloomy, he didn't know how to tell his siblings about this.
"Why did you bring this painting back in the first place..."
Zhang Yang thought about it for a long time, and finally sighed, holding everything in his heart.
Wang Ren touched his chin, and then said with certainty:
"We're taking this painting with us."
There must be something wrong with this painting... But will it trigger danger if it is taken away rashly