The autopsy report made by the forensic doctor showed that Wu Xin died of a gunshot first, and then was doused with gasoline and set on fire by the "painter" and others, destroying the body and destroying traces to interfere with the police's sight.

This should be correct. What is wrong is that the place where Wu Xin was shot was not an open space covered with pebbles, because neither drag marks nor blood stains could be found at the scene.

Neither he nor the police found bullet casings at the scene. Combined with what he found in the house in Fuyuan House, and the fact that Mounted Policeman Li Wenzhe was killed in a Tsim Sha Tsui hotel a few hours later, time is urgent, and the "painter" and others should be

The troops were divided into two groups, one went to Fuyuan Hang to deal with Wu Xin, and the other went to Tuen Mun Dyeing Factory to clean up the fine goods. After the two groups merged, they burned down the mint.

But there was one thing Lin Yue couldn't understand: why did the "painter" kill Wu Xin? To maintain the rules of the profession?

Since it is to maintain the rules of the business, it is natural to act in front of others. In short, it is to kill the chicken and show it to the monkey, so that Hua Nu, Bo Zai, Si Zai and others will not make the same mistakes again.

Judging from the information currently available, Wu Xin died before arriving at the Tuen Mun dyeing factory. Did Wu Xin say something in the process that angered the "painter"? If so, these words are related to the internal strife that occurred in the Tsim Sha Tsui hotel later.

Are the events related?

Lin Yue sat in the car for almost 20 minutes. After smoking a cigarette, he shook his head and decided to go back to the hotel to have something to eat first.

…

It was already past 9pm when we got back to the hotel, long after dinner.

After getting out of the elevator, he hesitated in front of his door for a while, then walked to the next room and knocked.

Boom, boom, boom~

With the sound of slight footsteps, the door opened with a click, and Ruan Wen's face appeared on the opposite side.

"You're back."

"Yeah." Lin Yue nodded.

"How is the case investigation going?" Ruan Wen asked him to enter the room.

Before Lin Yue went to Fuyuan, he left a message to the front desk clerk, telling them that if the guest in room 8806 asked where he had been, he would tell her that he had gone to work and would come back around 7 p.m.

Eat barbecued meat honestly.

"Sorry, I came back late."

Ruan Wen pressed the mute button on the TV remote control: "You haven't eaten yet."

Lin Yue nodded: "Yeah."

Ruan Wen said: "I'll call the housekeeping department to deliver the meal."

Lin Yue was stunned for a moment: "You didn't eat either?"

She pointed to the fruit basket on the table: "I just ate two oranges."

"Have you been waiting for me to come back?"

She neither admitted nor denied it.

Lin Yue went over and grabbed her wrist: "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Of course I have to go out to eat at the food stalls at this time. It's boring to eat in the guest room."

Ruan Wen did not object and allowed him to hold his hand and leave the hotel, heading to the food stalls on Temple Street.

…

The two of them ordered four dishes and drank and chatted while listening to the diners at the next table yelling at the boss for attacking the street boy.

While talking about the "painter", Ruan Wen thought of what happened this afternoon.

"Having come back so late, have you discovered anything new?"

Lin Yue nodded: "I went to Wu Xin's antique shop."

"Then what?"

"Do you still remember the information we collected in Vancouver? I said that Wu Xin used counterfeit money to buy an antique clock on purpose. I think... I found the reason why Wu Xin betrayed the 'painter'."

When Ruan Wen heard this, he became interested. He swallowed the crab meat in his mouth in three mouthfuls and looked at him intently.

Lin Yue felt a little funny: "I remember you were not like this on the first day you arrived at Qindao. You always acted like you had nothing to do with me when talking about the 'painter'."

She glanced at the couple passing by and said, "People change."

Lin Yue did not continue to talk about the problem and said what he suddenly thought of when driving back to the hotel: "I remember telling you that there was this paragraph in Li Wen's confession--Wu Xin warned Li Wen not to meddle in other people's business.

As long as a technician is calm, he will not get into trouble. Li Wen also said that Wu Xin took good care of him and taught him how to make electrotypes and print. When the electrotypes were completed, he used a letterpress printing machine to make the first batch of samples. Wu Xin

He also praised Li Wen for his bright future, and the 'painter' will definitely love him."

"Let's take a look at the personnel composition of the 'Painter' group. 'Painter' is at the helm, Hua Nu is the housekeeper, Si Tsai is the transportation department, B Tsai is the security department, Wu Xin is the electrotype master, where is Li Wen?"

Ruan Wen frowned.

Lin Yue said: "Wu Xin and Li Wen spent two or three months making the plate together. Later, the electric plate was completed, and Li Wen also learned the plate making process. You should have heard a saying - the disciples of the church starved to death.

master."

"You mean? 'The Painter' wants to give up Wu Xin after getting Li Wen?"

"One less person who knows, a longer life." Lin Yue picked up a crab leg and folded it hard: "Who can keep secrets best? A dead person!"

"Didn't you say that Wu Xin has been with the 'painter' and his son for many years? How could he do it?"

"Hua Nu, Bo Zai, Si Zai, plus Li Wen and Wu Xiuqing, in order to protect themselves, is there anyone the 'painter' can't kill?"

Ruan Wen stopped talking.

"If you think about it seriously, Wu Xin should have known that the 'painter' no longer needed him and even heard some rumors that were unfavorable to him, so he started looking for him some time before the 'painter' led people to rob the Central Bank of Canada vehicle transporting color-changing ink.

Escape route. But what? Li Wen is following behind, Hua Nu and others are watching beside him, and his family is also under the surveillance of the 'painter'. As a technician without the ability to resist, what can he do? I went to Fuyuan today

After walking around, I found that the recent themes of Wu Xin's painting books were historical figures, Yue Pengju, Li Guang, Bai Qi, Yuan Chonghuan... These people lived in different eras, but their life experiences were very similar, and they were all dedicated to serving the country.

Sharing worries with the master, what is the result? Either the master will be jealous due to his high achievements, or he will be framed by villains and die with hatred. For Wu Xin, it can be said that he feels the same way, knowing that September 10, 1997, was the day of the fire in the Tuen Mun dyeing factory.

What is he doing? He is copying Yue Pengju's "Man Jiang Hong", but unfortunately he only finished half of it before he was taken away by the 'painter'."

"You mean... he deliberately used counterfeit money to buy antiques just to attract the attention of the Canadian police? Was he using this method to save his life?"

"Super counterfeit banknotes without moiré patterns are an important case for the federal police. As long as they follow the clue of the antique clock, they can lock Wu Xin, and by locking Wu Xin, they will also capture half of the 'painter''s foot."

, if all goes well and the 'painter' and his accomplices are brought to justice while operating in Canada, then Wu Xin's life will be saved and his family will be able to live in peace. Have you ever thought about the fact that the counterfeit banknotes Wu Xin used at that time lacked color-changing ink?

This is already a reminder to the Canadian police, which means that we still have the last step to go. Please watch the ink you use to print money. Unfortunately, the owner of an antique shop in Vancouver's Chinatown waited for a long time to go to the bank to exchange currency, waiting for the federal police to respond.

When we came here, the 'painter' and others had already taken away the color-changing ink and fled."

"It makes sense for you to think so. What I can't figure out is that the 'painter' has been operating in Hong Kong since he left Canada. Why didn't Wu Xin ask for help from the Hong Kong police?"

"Asked the HK police for help? Did the Canadian Mounted Police seek help from the HK police?"

"You mean...'Painter' has placed spies within the police force?"

"Three generations." Lin Yue held out three fingers: "The three generations of 'painters' made and sold counterfeit banknotes. Counting forty years forward to the day of the Queen's accession to the throne, what kind of things did the HK police in the 1960s and 1970s do? I think

You should have heard about it. Wu Xin has been an electrotype master for 21 years, how can he not understand the power of the 'painter'? Once the 'painter' finds out that he reported it to the police, what will be the outcome waiting for him and his family?"

Ruan Wen sighed: "I've always heard people say that people can't help themselves in the world. Once something happens, you can never go back to the past. I think... Wu Xin must have regretted it when he knew that the 'painter' was going to kill him.

I chose this path.”

Lin Yue picked up the can and took a sip: "Actually... from Qindao to Vancouver to Hong Kong, I have a few questions that I don't know how to ask."

Ruan Wen took several sips of beer and stared at the can for half a minute. He slowly raised his head, looked into his eyes and said, "You want to ask about what happened in the Tsim Sha Tsui hotel, right?"

Lin Yue nodded: "Yes."

PS: The subscription has been canceled. The characters in the movie are few and the plot is fragmented. The theme design of the copy cannot be integrated into the main plot of the movie, resulting in a lack of sense of substitution. The result is that this kind of movie world without intense conflicts is not very exciting, and you can only rely on it.

The second interpretation is supported by the suspense factor. Although I think my reprocessing logic is quite high, it takes until the ending to string everything together. As a result, the previous things are all fragmentary information and plots, without much

There are big ups and downs, causing readers to either keep them or abandon them. I will speed up the progress later and try to finish this copy within ten chapters. I will be stupid if I write this kind of suspense in the future, except of course Tang Detective 23. After all, I can write detective ability PK
Chapter completed!