Peng Yingying turned her head and glanced at it, recalled it, and said, "It was given by my fifth uncle..."
"Your fifth uncle...it's Peng..." Zhang Yu deliberately made his voice very long.
"Her fifth uncle is Peng Xiang... Is there anything wrong with this painting..." Lu Ting said.
Zhang Yu took a deep breath, this time he was no longer a fortune teller.
He did not answer Lu Ting, but continued: "We found a pinhole camera in this room. It seems that someone deliberately placed it here... Do you know who can come in and out of here at will..."
"The camera...who pressed it..." Peng Yingying said a little nervously.
"The room has a fingerprint lock. Apart from my daughter, only my husband and I can open it..." Lu Ting said.
Peng Xu, on the other hand, glanced inside the room and said, "Is it... the pinhole camera on the piano..."
"How do you know?" Zhang Yu asked in astonishment.
"I pressed it..." Peng Xu said.
"You pressed it! Why did you press the camera in my room?" Peng Yingying glared at Peng Xu.
"Listen to me, I didn't press it myself, dad asked me to press it..." Peng Xu quickly explained.
"Why did my father let you turn on the camera in my room?" Peng Yingying seemed a little unconvinced.
"I don't know, just the day before yesterday...no..." Peng Xu picked up his fingers, "It was the day before yesterday. I was looking for Peng De in Wunan, but I couldn't find him. Dad suddenly called me and asked me
I came back for a visit. After the meeting, he told me to set up a pinhole camera here... I asked him why, and he said that I don't have to worry about it. You need to keep an eye on it. If anything comes in, you must give it to me.
Watched..."
After hearing this, Zhang Yu instantly understood what was going on.
Peng Yan indeed discovered the location of the formation eye, but he didn't seem to make any announcement. He just asked Peng Xu to install a camera to see who would come in.
But...there seems to be something wrong with this. How can Peng Yan be sure that someone will come in?
"Then what did you see?" Peng Yingying shouted without Zhang Yu asking.
"No one is coming..." Peng Xu said.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Yu said this time.
"The camera has Bluetooth and is connected to my mobile phone. I will look at it from time to time, but I never see anyone coming. Even when I went to pick up Yingying at the airport today, I would look at it from time to time. I was in the car at the time
Yes, Yingying asked me what I was looking at..." Peng Xu said.
"That's right...I did ask you..." Peng Yingying nodded.
At this moment, Cao Dahua and Ni Ni both had doubts on their faces. What is going on?
If someone had been here and discovered the pinhole camera, and then realized that the agency was exposed, it would make sense to kill Peng Yan. However, no one came in, which means that there was no exposure, so why did the murderer kill him?
Peng Yan.
Zhang Yu was also wondering about this question. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Peng Yingying, does your father know that this painting was given by your fifth uncle?"
"My dad...my dad seems to know..." Peng Yingying seemed to remember something and said: "This painting was given to me by my fifth uncle on my birthday during the Chinese New Year the year before last... Several uncles gave me birthday gifts.
The second uncle gave me a necklace, the third uncle gave me a guitar, the fourth uncle gave me a Bentley, and the fifth uncle gave me this... It was also because my fourth uncle gave me the Bentley that my father came back to ask me specifically.
I told him everything my uncle had given me... I liked the necklace, the guitar and the car. I took them all away after the New Year, except for this painting, which I didn't like at all. It was to give Uncle Wu some face.
Let me hang it on the wall..."
"Ha..." Zhang Yu laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Peng Xu saw Zhang Yu dryly laughing, and with a heavy heart, he immediately glared at Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu smiled and said: "I know who the murderer is..."
"Who is it?" Peng Xu asked with eyes wide open.
Everyone present looked at him, waiting for him to reveal the murderer.
Zhang Yu deliberately stretched and looked at Cao Dahua, "Cao SIR, I think we can go to the yard next door and find out the real culprit!"
When Ni Ni heard this, she immediately got angry, "What do you mean? Do you want to think that Peng Xiang is the murderer based on a painting... Let me tell you, even if this painting is weird, it doesn't matter.
It may be used as evidence in a murder case..."
"Of course it can't be that simple... But don't worry, I will definitely be able to convince the murderer..." Zhang Yu said confidently.
"Okay, since you said so, let's go." Cao Dahua said with a smile.
"Boss..." Ni Ni looked at Cao Dahua.
"You asked Zhang Yu to help solve the case, didn't you propose it... Let's go without any doubts..." Cao Dahua said cheerfully.
Ni Ni deflated the eggplant, and Zhang Yu couldn't help but smile at Ni Ni, who then glared back at him.
Everyone left the room, and Zhang Yu took the painting and came to the courtyard on the left.
Peng Xian, Peng Yu and others were all waiting in the yard, and there were policemen watching over them. No one could leave or talk.
Zhang Yu and others came back, especially Peng Yingying and Peng Xu, who also came with them, which inevitably attracted their attention. Zhang Yu came to stand in front of them, glanced at these people, and finally set his eyes on Peng Xiang.
He did not speak immediately, but said in his heart: "If I make a mistake this time, I will...submit this murderer..."
Zhang Yuxuan immediately asked, "Did you kill Peng Yan?"
"yes!"
Peng Xiang's voice sounded in Zhang Yu's mind.
After receiving the affirmative answer, Zhang Yu almost jumped up. Sure enough, there was nothing wrong this time!
Of course, knowing who the murderer is is only one aspect. The real key point is the evidence.
Peng Xiang's expression was quite calm at the moment, but he soon discovered that besides Zhang Yu, Lu Ting, Peng Xu, and Peng Yingying were all looking at him, especially Peng Xu, who seemed to want to eat him.
Same.
Peng Xian and others also saw some signs and subconsciously turned their attention to Peng Xiang.
Peng Xiang found that everyone was looking at him, and couldn't help but said: "What are you looking at me for? I didn't kill the eldest brother..."
"If you said you didn't kill him, then who did?" Zhang Yu answered Peng Xiang's words.
"How did I know..." Peng Xiang said innocently.
"You don't know, then I'll tell you..." Zhang Yu shook the pentagram picture in his hand, and then said: "This is a painting, but it is not an ordinary painting, because its
The material is hard to tell... Peng Xiang, you gave this painting to Peng Yingying, could you tell me where you bought it and what material it is made of..."
"I... bought this thing more than two years ago... I can't remember exactly where I bought it... I didn't look carefully at the time to see what material it was made of..." Peng Xiang said hesitantly.
"How much did you spend to buy it?" Zhang Yu asked again.
"It seems...a few thousand yuan..." Peng Xiang said.
"A painting costing several thousand yuan, although it is not a famous painting, is still a good handicraft... You can't even remember the name of the store... Then why did you originally think about buying such a thing for Peng Yingying's birthday?
