"Brother Ren! Xiao Lan is looking for you..."
Officer Shu suddenly pushed open the door of the tea room. Zhao Guanren was sitting alone behind the easel, drawing something intently. Beside him was a sea of tea and a desk. Opposite him was a wooden sofa. Xiao Lan's coat and Bras are thrown on top.
"Zhao Guanren! How can you extract a confession by torture? Xing Le is definitely not the murderer..."
Xiao Lan ran in angrily. She was wearing a pair of slippers with bare legs, and only a printed towel blanket was wrapped around her upper body. It was no need to guess that she was only wearing underwear, wrapped in a blanket, and hurried out.
"So anxious to protect your senior brother, you have an affair with him..."
Zhao Guanren continued to paint without raising his head, while Officer Shu closed the door, but Xiao Lan said angrily, "Keep your mouth clean. It's okay if you don't know how to appreciate art, but you can't insult my personality. Don't see I want to go to bed as soon as I take off my clothes!"
"Is it art if you get naked to be painted, then I'm also a performance art when I run naked..."
Zhao Guanren turned the easel back with a sneer, and the furious Xiao Lan was startled suddenly. The canvas was Xing Baimao's unfinished oil painting. Except for her facial features and long hair, her graceful figure was already outlined, and even the details of her body were outlined. Never let go.
"How? I'm considered an artist too..."
Zhao Guanren stood up with a contemptuous smile. He actually used sketches to complete the unfinished oil painting, and drew Xiao Lan's face entirely from memory. Strange perception.
"I'm not in the mood to talk to you about art, I'm talking about your beatings..."
Xiao Lan stared at him coldly, Zhao Guanren picked up a piece of rice paper from the desk, wrote a few lines vigorously on it, and asked: "Do you really understand art? How would you rate Master Qiu's calligraphy? What font did he use, and what did he write?"
"This is Xiaozhuan. The master's characters are thin, straight, and powerful..."
Xiao Lan raised her head proudly and said: "This poem is called "Ode to the Needle". It's made with a thousand hammers and a needle, and the cloth is moved upside down. The eyes are on the buttocks. You only recognize the clothes but not the people. You do art and I do it." You, pout your butt and call your brother, wait a minute! Who added two more sentences?"
"This is the poem I wrote to you, this is Lao Qiu's words..."
Zhao Guanren picked up another handwriting for comparison, and mocked: "Old Chou's handwriting is shit, he can only imitate cats and tigers, people who don't understand think it is good calligraphy, and you also pretend to understand when you don't understand, in order to improve yourself. , rubbing against art, thinking that if you take off your clothes, you are dedicating yourself to art, it's ridiculous!"
"..."
Xiao Lan's face turned pale instantly, and all the arrogance on his face disappeared.
"You are also a person who has learned painting. Your senior brother first draws your breasts, and then draws your lower body. A fool knows what he is thinking..."
Zhao Guanren suddenly turned off the emergency light on the table, and turned on a purple light flashlight. Xiao Lan suddenly exclaimed, and there were many light spots and handprints on her body, from cheeks to neck, from thighs to chest, especially the innermost part of her chest. concentrated.
"I know you're prudish, but I didn't expect you to be so flirtatious..."
Zhao Guanren sarcastically said: "I asked someone to exchange ham with Bai Mao, and everything he gave him was covered in bleach, and you let him touch it all over, so you have his handprints all over your body. Are you still stubborn now, Mr. Xiao, you guys?" Are you doing art or people?"
"What the hell are you trying to do, who doesn't have any privacy..."
Xiao Lan hugged her body and cried: "I made a mistake with Lao Xing before, but it was because we drank too much. This time, Wu Yuanyuan said that she has a lover, and being with Lao Xing is suffering, begging me to make a mistake with Lao Xing." Xing Hao, I am single now and have the right to be nice to anyone!"
"You're a widow, your husband hasn't passed the first seven years, and you're just hanging out with a married man, do you still want to have a green face..."
Zhao Guanren turned on the emergency light suddenly, and said according to her face: "Look at your virtue. You are naked and wearing makeup. What is the difference between you and a bitch on the side of the road? Have you thought about giving it to you?"
Husband, burn some paper and put incense on it, Liu Tianliang is really blind when he meets a slut like you! "
"I won't let you fuck me anymore, and it has nothing to do with you..."
Xiao Lan yelled angrily: "Zhao Guanren! Don't think you are so great, you are a black-bellied hypocrite, and you let the real murderer play around. We were making out before the old Zhou's corpse. He just tore off the condom. Is this someone who is going to run away?"
"Crack~"
Xiao Lan took out an unpackaged condom from his chest, and smashed it hard at his feet, while Zhao Guanren took out a recording pen, raised it in his hand and said with a smile: "You lying bitch, now I will Let me hear how stupid you are!"
"The Crystal Palace Lantern must be fake. Anyone with a brain knows that it is priceless..."
I only heard Xing Baimao mourning: "There is a high imitation team that supplies us with goods, and uses them to fool those local leopards who love to pretend. Xiao Lan doesn't understand these things. She will believe what we say, but I just cheat money. , Money laundering, murder has nothing to do with me!"
Haitang asked: "Why do you want to kill people and burn black accounts? How did the salesperson kill her? What does she know?"
"The black account is the account of Black Sail Company. If we don't burn it, we will be found to have colluded with each other. But I don't know why Lao Zhou killed the salesman..."
Xing Baimao said dejectedly: "I don't agree with killing people, but he insists that the dead can lead the tiger away from the mountain, so he first stunned the salesman, carried him out with the little security guard and hung him on the tree. The ghost is a mask and a bed sheet. Hanging on a bamboo pole to scare Yan Ruyu, the sewer can climb into the Datong Pavilion!"
"Who is the little security guard, Zhou Chaofeng's thug..."
"His distant nephew, there are a lot of unclean things here, we must use our own people..."
Zhao Guanren suddenly fast-forwarded, and suddenly heard Xing Baimao howling: "Ah! Don't fight, I said, I took Xiao Lan away not to love her, but to find her husband. They set up a The resettlement camp is guarded by heavy soldiers!"
Xiao Lan exclaimed: "My husband is not dead?"
"When the disaster happened, we called her husband, and Xiao Yi's subordinate answered the phone, saying that he had lost contact..."
Xing Baimao panted: "We don't know if he is dead or not, but we need a backer to go to Baishazhou. If we send Xiao Lan there, Xiao Yi will definitely be grateful to us. Even if Xiao Yi is dead, his brothers will not will treat us badly!"
Haitang forced her to ask: "Then you still dare to mess with Xiao Lan, aren't you afraid that Xiao Yi will kill you?"
"It's not the first time Xiao Lan and I have slept together a few years ago..."
Xing Baimao suddenly said in a low voice: "I definitely didn't poison him. It is impossible for Li Yungang and Dong Ziping to kill Lao Zhou. I suspect that Xiao Lan is playing tricks. She noticed what happened a few years ago and killed Lao Zhou before blaming me. , that slut is not a fuel-efficient lamp!"
"What happened a few years ago, tell me clearly..."
Haitang asked suspiciously, Zhao Guanren stared carefully at Xiao Lan's face, and Xiao Lan leaned over in surprise, staring at the recording pen in his hand.
"Zhou Chaofeng told me three years ago that he could let Xiao Lan take the initiative to sleep with me on the condition that my wife would sleep with him for one night. At that time, we both drank too much. I agreed without thinking..."
Xing Baimao said: "Half a month later, I organized a classmate reunion. After eating, Xiao Lan was not quite right. As soon as she got in the car, she asked me if I still loved her. I kissed her as soon as I said I loved her. I was in the car with me. I came here once, and then I took her to the museum, in this room!"
"Did you drug her..."
"Zhou Chaofeng said that it is a kind of head lowering technique. You must take a personal item from the other party and give it to a foreign head lowering teacher. Moreover, the more sullen women are, the stronger the reaction is. Xiao Lan belongs to this kind..."
Xing Baimao said: "My wife came suddenly that night, so I had to go downstairs to deal with her. When I came back, Xiao Lan had already made out with Zhou Chaofeng, and kept calling him husband. I felt disgusted and left. Zhou Chao Feng has been playing with her until dawn!"
"He's talking nonsense!!!"
Xiao Lan lost his composure and yelled
Said: "I have never slept with Zhou Chaofeng, it was always him that night, I am not such a flirtatious woman!"
"It took two days for me to realize that something was wrong. Xiao Lan didn't remember Lao Zhou, and she was very reserved when she saw him, but as long as I said I missed her, she would immediately open a room and wait for me..."
Xing Baimao said again: "I played with her for about ten days before and after. Once I played by the lake so crazy that she suddenly bled profusely. It was only when I was sent to the hospital that I found out that she was two months pregnant. It must be her husband's child. After the miscarriage, her attitude changed drastically, and she never answered my calls again!"
"Did she find out that her head was lowered..."
"She probably didn't discover it herself, but Lao Zhou exposed it..."
Xing Baimao said: "Lao Zhou likes to take pictures with women, so I probably took photos of Xiao Lan. He might use them to threaten Xiao Lan and help him steal a ship or something. How can I bear it, Xiao Lan must have poisoned him to death!"
"Ka~"
Zhao Guanren suddenly paused the playback, and Xiao Lan froze with a livid face.
"I, I didn't poison, Zhou Chaofeng didn't threaten me, I don't remember having sex with him..."
Xiao Lan supported his arm and knelt down, begging bitterly: "I'm sorry! I cheated and lost the child, and I dare not let others know, but I don't want to become a slut who can do everything I can, please Please save me, untie the lowering head on my body!"
"Wow~"
Zhao Guanren poured a glass of water on her face, knelt down and grabbed her hair, and said, "You keep lying to me without telling a single truth. I'll give you one last chance. Are you a soul killer? No! If you confess, you will always be a scumbag!"
"I, I'm not a soul killer, I'm afraid you will find out about me and Xing Le, that's why I lied..."
Xiao Lan cried and said: "During that time, I was like a demon. As long as Xing Le teased me on the phone, I wanted to have sex with him immediately. , I really thought I was obscene by nature, so I hated myself very much, and wanted to commit suicide many times!"
"The murderer is neither you nor Xing Le, could it be the poison of the old enemy..."
Zhao Guanren frowned and let go of her hair, but Xiao Lan cried again and shook her head, "I don't know, but I was really a good girl before, and I only had one boyfriend before marriage. Damn it, I've been single for seven years!"
"Boss! I found out..."
Haitang suddenly knocked on the door of the room, walked in and handed over a tablet computer, on which was Xiao Lan's unseen photos, hugging and kissing Zhou Chaofeng with blurred eyes, but Xiao Lan exclaimed in shock, his eyes Passed out as soon as I turned it over.
"Ha~ Boss, guess who this woman is..."
Haitang drew another photo. In the photo, there was a petite and beautiful young woman who was also unsightly making out with Zhou Chaofeng, but besides the person taking the photo, there was also a fat man playing with his mobile phone.
Zhao Guanren stood up abruptly, and said in surprise, "Could it be Lei Ye's wife?"
"That's right! Wu Yuanyuan has identified it, this is Lei Ye's wife Wang Hongyu..."
Haitang smiled and said: "Zhou Chaofeng not only burned the black account, but also the USB flash drive hidden in the picture frame, but man is not as good as God. In order to facilitate the removal of Xiao Lan's oil paintings, the fat man took all three paintings into Chase There are also Wu Yuanyuan, Jiang Yuping, Mrs. Qiu, Ye Mingyan, etc. in the USB flash drive, all of them are the wives of dignitaries!"
"And Madam Chou? Why is the head lowered so badly..."
Zhao Guanren looked at her in surprise, but Haitang drew another picture and said, "You must have seen this woman before, she is Marysu who stole the corpse poison serum, and she is also one of them, but among them It's not a head drop at all!"
Haitang took out a few small medicine bottles from her pocket, and said with a smile: "This is the real culprit who turned Xiao Lan into a slut, look at the steel seal on this bottle!"
"Blacksail, damn it! Blacksail..."