He looked away and asked He Qile: "How do you know?"
"I have been to this museum before, so I am familiar with it." He Qile said in a slow tone, "The exhibits are basically displayed in the west hall and the east hall. The first floor is a souvenir shop, and the second floor has a screen projection.
Play some introductions to the exhibits in the museum. The third and fourth floors are the office areas of the museum."
Qu Mingcong was puzzled when he heard this, "Even if you have been here before, just standing outside the building, it is difficult to distinguish which one is the office window or the window where you jump from the building, right?"
He Qile was silent for a moment and replied: "I have memorized the floor plan of the museum, so I can distinguish it clearly."
Qu Mingcong said casually: "Then your spatial thinking is pretty good."
He Qile glanced at him and then walked forward silently. Qu Mingcong saw this and followed him. The two of them showed their invitation letters at the entrance of the museum and followed the team into the museum.
After entering, there is a very open hall, which is square in shape. The floor is decorated in the black and white grid of chess. There are also several plaster chess sculptures as tall as a person.
Many children use this place as a playground, chasing and playing around the statues, or playing hopscotch. There is a passage on the left and right, connecting the east and west buildings of the museum, and there are elevators on both sides.
From this point of view, the museum is a completely symmetrical building.
He Qile walked in front and led Qu Mingcong to take the elevator to the conference room on the third floor. After getting out of the elevator, he immediately felt that the third floor was much quieter than the first floor. The melodious sound of the guqin came from the west building, and the sound of floor tiles and walls
The decoration is also antique.
He Qile seemed to be very familiar with the structure here. He turned right after exiting the elevator without any pause in his steps.
The decoration of the conference room is also full of antique style. It is more like a tea room inside, with wooden tea tables, simple armchairs, several Zen calligraphy and paintings hanging on the gray background wall, and a pot of branches placed beside it.
Powerful bonsai.
In such an environment, people's tone of voice cannot help but become lower and lighter.
A smiling young man wearing glasses stood at the door, taking the initiative to shake hands with Qu Mingcong: "Hello, I am Mr. Ding's assistant, responsible for assisting you in your investigation activities in the past two weeks. Please take a seat."
Probably because Qu Mingcong looked older than He Qile, the assistant naturally regarded He Qile as his little follower.
He Qile did not show any dissatisfaction and sat down with Qu Mingcong with a calm expression.
Not long after we sat down, other people arrived one after another.
Qu Mingcong unexpectedly saw a familiar face. He had met him in the office before. He opened his mouth to say hello, but couldn't remember the other person's name for a moment.
Fortunately, the man still remembered him, raised a smile and said first: "Brother Ming! You also participated in the million-dollar reward event? I am Mei Chao, do you still remember me?"
Qu Mingcong smiled at the other party. Before he could speak, Mei Chao had already introduced to the other two people around him: "He is Brother Ming, an investigator from Wang Xiaoming's office. You should know Wang Xiaoming, right? He was the one who solved Tong Yuan's case.
, and the male corpse on the Glass River before... Their office has been particularly popular recently, and with Brother Ming joining us, our investigation will definitely be more intense this time."
Qu Mingcong looked at them hesitantly, "You... already know each other?"
Mei Chao nodded, "Yes, we came early and just went downstairs to take a look at the exhibits. You know, right? Our invitation letter allows you to enter the museum for free, and there is no limit to the number of times within two weeks."
He then introduced the two people around him to Qu Mingcong: "This is Pan Fang, a private detective from Yuecheng, and this is Cao Xiuwen, who used to be a reporter for Qingjiang Evening News and is now running his own self-media account."
Qu Mingcong shook hands with the two people and said, "Hello."
He was thinking about how to introduce He Qile to everyone. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, He Qile took off his down jacket and sat on the side of the tea table with the down jacket in one hand, as if he was staying away from the incident and had no intention of coming to participate in social interaction.
Very indifferent.
Qu Mingcong gave up the idea of introducing him.
Here, Mr. Ding's assistant began to make tea for them, smiling calmly and saying: "Everyone, please sit down for a while and drink some tea. Mr. Ding will be here soon."
Sitting down to drink tea, it was impossible to just drink tea. There was always something to talk about. Qu Mingcong naturally talked to Mei Chao: "I remember you were engaged in study and education before?"
"Yeah." Mei Chao said with a calm smile, "The track of studying education is too difficult. Now I can't do it well, and I can't sell courses even if I want to. So now I'm doing some content about teenage psychology. The Ding family
My daughter committed suicide after finishing the college entrance examination, so it’s very suitable for extension content, so come and participate, and get to know some colleagues by the way.”
The man sitting next to Mei Chao was Cao Xiuwen, who nodded in agreement: "It is probably impossible to fully investigate the case after more than a year, but if we dig deeper, we may be able to dig up some new materials."
Pan Fang sat next to Cao Xiuwen. As his name suggests, he is a strong man with a square face. He said: "If you find out, you can get one million. If you don't find out, you will get 20,000 in hard work. By the way, you can also increase your income online."
Popularity, a sure-fire business.”
Qu Mingcong thought to himself: These are real people...
Ding Zhaolin offered a million-dollar reward to advertise the museum, and the people he attracted were just for the popularity. It seemed that few people really cared about the reason why the girl committed suicide.
Mei Chao seemed to know him very well and asked: "Brother Ming, your firm must have a lot of business, why are you here?"
Qu Mingcong replied casually: "Same as you."
Everyone showed a look of understanding.
In their view, traffic is king in the Internet age, and gaining popularity is as normal as breathing with your mouth open.
After the assistant made tea, he distributed the photocopied information to them.
Qu Mingcong took a cursory glance and saw that they were investigation reports written by people who had participated in the event before. There were eight in total, six of which he had already read online, and the remaining two had no useful clues. He quickly read them and handed them over.
What a joy.
The room became quiet, except for the occasional sound of turning pages.
Everyone stopped talking and looked at the information in their hands silently.
About ten minutes later, the door of the tea room opened, and an old man with white hair walked in. After glancing around, he walked to an empty seat with a warm expression and sat down.
Although he has silver hair, he has a rosy complexion and bright eyes. He does not look old. Instead, he is energetic and very healthy.
Everyone knows that this is the famous collector Mr. Ding Zhaolin.
The old gentleman had no airs at all and said kindly: "You must have read all the information, right? First of all, I would like to thank you all for participating in the investigation. Regarding my daughter, you can ask me any questions. I hope that in the next two weeks
, we can all gain something.”
Qu Mingcong couldn't save many questions and was about to ask when he suddenly felt a strong gaze beside him.
Looking sideways, He Qile was staring at him with stern eyes.
There is bad news and good news.
The bad news is: this book has been discontinued 8 times.
The good news is: the author doesn't have much chance to stop updating, and the plot is slowly coming to an end.