Finally, they learned some information about Sun Rui from Zhong Yan, which immediately cheered everyone up.
"Are you sure you met Sun Rui three days ago?" Yang Jian looked at her immediately;
"Yes, it was three days ago." Zhong Yan nodded and said with certainty:
"I remember that Sun Rui was sitting behind the big counter on the first floor. It looked like he had been there for a long time."
"Apart from this, do you have any other clues to provide?" Yang Jian continued to ask.
Like Yue Li, he had never suspected that Zhong Yan was related to Sun Rui's disappearance.
Yang Jian just wanted to get more information from Zhong Yan.
Although Yue Li and Yang Jian knew that Zhong Yan probably didn't have much contact with Sun Rui, and they might even just have a meeting on the first floor.
But both Yue Li and Yang Jian knew that since this woman could reach the fifth floor, she was definitely not an ordinary person.
There must be some ability.
At least after experiencing countless letter delivery missions, the other party's observation ability is absolutely outstanding.
This can even be said to be an essential skill for messengers.
Even if it was a subtle clue, maybe Zhong Yan didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now he should be able to recall it.
"Let me think about it."
Zhong Yan also saw that these people attached great importance to Sun Rui's matter, so she did not hesitate, but seriously began to think about what happened three days ago.
At this moment, her mind had already begun to restore the scene at that time.
The first is to exclude some unimportant things, and then try to leave some things that are worthy of attention or are abnormal.
"I remember that Sun Rui was sitting in front of the counter. There was an oil lamp on the counter that was out of oil... He looked very bad, had a cane in his hand, and had a specially made gun in his hand."
Zhong Yan said everything she thought was special.
But these are not what Yue Li and Yang Jian want to hear;
Yang Jian said directly: "Besides that."
Seeing this, Zhong Yan began to recall and think again, then frowned and said:
"Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything suspicious worth paying special attention to."
Hearing this, Yue Li and Yang Jian suddenly showed a look of disappointment on their faces.
Just when they thought they would not get any valuable clues from Zhong Yan, Zhong Yan seemed to suddenly think of something;
"When I was going upstairs, I remember looking back at him. It seemed that there was an oil painting placed at Sun Rui's feet."
painting?
Upon hearing this, a light suddenly flashed in the eyes of Yue Li and Yang Jian.
Both of them knew that there were oil paintings on the first and fifth floors of the post office, and these oil paintings were not simple.
Yang Jian's expression changed slightly and he continued to ask: "Do you still remember what kind of oil painting it is?"
Zhong Yan thought about it again, then pointed to the oil painting on the wall and said:
"It's similar to the oil painting here, but I just glanced at it and didn't see it clearly. But that oil painting is more special, and I still have a slight impression of it."
Compared with Yue Li and Yang Jian's concern, Wang Yong on the side was a little confused;
"Isn't it normal to see oil paintings in the post office? There are oil paintings both on the fifth floor and in the lobby on the first floor.
Although I still don’t know the specific origin of this thing, I do know that every once in a while, a few brand new oil paintings will appear inexplicably in the ghost post office.”
"No matter what, let's go to the first floor and take a look first." Yang Jian ignored Wang Yong's words and spoke directly to Yue Li.
Yue Li did not object and nodded in agreement.
When they went upstairs before, due to time constraints, they were in a bit of a hurry and didn't pay attention to the situation on the first floor.
Now I just want to go back to the first floor and take a look.
Moreover, oil paintings are hung in the lobby on the fifth floor and the lobby on the first floor of the post office, but not on other floors.
This shows that the two places are different and rather special.
Seeing that Yang Jian and Yue Li have already made their decisions, no one will have any objections.
When they joined Yang Jian's team, they were told to absolutely obey Yang Jian's orders.
Just like that, everyone took action again.
Under the leadership of Yue Li and Yang Jian, everyone pushed open the wooden door on the fifth floor and quickly went downstairs along the old wooden stairs.
Seeing this, others followed suit.
After all, Yang Jian is the boss here, and it's best to respect his decision.
A group of people quickly returned from the fifth floor of the post office to the first floor.
After returning to the first floor, Yue Li did not act rashly, but chose to take stock of the surrounding situation first.
He found that there were no special changes on the first floor of the post office, it was still the same layout as before.
The lights above the head are still yellow and dim, and the colorful neon lights outside the gate are flashing, full of a backward style.
Then Yue Li came to the counter where Sun Rui was before.
He carefully checked next to the counter, but there was no fallen oil painting.
In fact, yesterday, Yue Li and Ding Hui entered the post office earlier than Yang Jian, and Yue Li also checked here.
At that time, no oil paintings were found on the ground.
But since Zhong Yan said it, in order to avoid accidentally omitting it, he checked again.
Now it seems that it was indeed not a careless omission on his part.
Yue Li's eyes turned to the oil paintings on the wall.
The oil paintings are portraits of people, including men and women, old people and children, all painted in the same style, dark and strange;
It was obviously the work of one person.
The most important thing is that Yue Li can see that the oil paintings on the wall are not missing, they are all hanging on the wall completely.
"If Sun Rui's disappearance is really related to the oil painting, then what we need to do now is to find the key oil painting."
Yue Li glanced at Yang Jian, and then said to Zhong Yan behind him;
"Can you recognize the oil painting you saw before?"
Although in terms of strength, Yue Li can easily crush Zhong Yan in front of him, but this person may be the last person to come into contact with Sun Rui now.
The key to finding out Sun Rui's whereabouts lies with Zhong Yan.
Zhong Yan did not refuse, and immediately stepped forward and began to observe the oil paintings on the wall.
Try to find the oil painting you saw three days ago.
Zhong Yan looked very slowly and carefully.
Neither Yue Li nor Yang Jian urged him, but waited quietly.
Suddenly Zhong Yan's eyes lit up, and she pointed at one of the oil paintings on the wall:
"If my memory is correct, the oil painting I saw three days ago should be the same one."
Everyone looked in the direction her finger pointed.
Immediately he saw the oil painting Zhong Yan was talking about;
The oil painting depicts an old man, about sixty years old;
In the painting, the old man is sitting on a chair with his face turned sideways, looking forward, and behind him is a wall. There are windows on the wall, but the windows are dark;
There is no way to see the outside scene through the window.
The style of oil painting is still quite depressing, which makes people feel very uncomfortable if they look at it for a long time.
"Just looking at it this way, there is no problem. The painting needs to be taken down, just like Sun Rui did."
