Chapter 546: When the finger is pointed at you (5)
Li Kui glanced at him: "Did you hear clearly what I just said?"
"receive!"
Lin Feng immediately stood up and saluted.
"Oh, right."
The corners of Li Kui's lips curled up slightly, and he immediately pursed his lips and said:
"Last time I asked you to investigate whether Qian Bin has any painting friends or business partners. Did you get any results?"
"There should be results."
Lin Feng seemed to be thinking about something. He paused and then said: "I will send the information to your mobile phone later."
"Okay, I'll go find Liu Hua first."
Li Kui waved his hand.
When I looked again, the person had disappeared.
At this time, Lin Feng scratched his head in distress and muttered: "Lin Feng, Lin Feng, you should be more thoughtful."
You must know that there is a strange and horrifying blood painting on the wall of Qian Bin's home at the scene of the murder, but Yu Fusheng cannot draw it with his ability, which means that Yu Fusheng is likely to be framed.
He didn't even think about this!
Immediately, Lin Feng took out his patrol card from his pocket, stared at the number on it, and took a deep breath.
A moment.
"Hey, Master, I have important information to tell you."
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the other side.
Li Kui folded the yellow talisman with Liu Hua's birthday into a paper crane and blew lightly.
Immediately I saw the paper crane come to life, riding the wind and flying high into the sky, flying straight to the other end of the city, passing over numerous high-rise buildings, and finally resting on the steel beam of an art museum.
After a while, Li Kui suddenly appeared from the crowd without causing any disturbance.
"coincide?"
He raised his eyes and looked forward, sneering and sarcastic: "Humph, how can there be such a coincidence."
At the same time, the paper crane flapped its wings and flew to the fingertips, opening its mouth like a living creature and letting out a silent cry.
"It seems that Liu Hua's exact location cannot be found, but he should be inside."
Li Kui put away the paper crane and strode into the art museum.
Upon entering, Fang couldn't help but marvel at how magnificent the art museum was. It was as large as a football field and had four floors. The overall color was soft silver gray, giving people the feeling of walking into a palace.
There are a dazzling array of paintings and sculptures, and people in suits and leather shoes come and go.
Li Kui had a thought in his mind.
In an instant, spiritual thoughts instantly covered the art gallery and scanned every face.
'Strange, there is no Liu Hua?'
Li Kui couldn't help but frown slightly.
Although he is not very proficient in divination and finding people, he has learned a lot from Uncle Jiu. With his current level, it is more than enough to find an ordinary person based on his birth date!
Is Liu Hua's situation the same as Yu Fusheng's?
At this moment, the crisp message tone of the mobile phone suddenly rang in the trouser pocket.
Li Kui took out his mobile phone and opened his mailbox.
What caught my eye was a photo of a handsome middle-aged man on the file.
With shoulder-length hair and melancholy eyes, he looks like an artist at first glance.
Tang Xiyan.
He is actually a famous master in the Qin painting world.
In addition to the introduction of his life experience, Lin Feng specially used red fonts to indicate that Qian Bin had participated in a Binhai Art Exhibition in recent years, and the organizer of the art exhibition was Tang Xiyan.
etc……
I saw this person just now!
Li Kui's eyes were cold and deep, looking straight into the depths of the art museum.
This is a unique painting.
In the majestic court hall, a man was kneeling with his hands bound by iron chains. In the jury box around him, more than a dozen men, women, and children were verbally criticizing the man with excitement.
In front of the painting, stood a middle-aged man with his arms folded.
"Director Tang."
Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind.
Tang Xiyan reluctantly looked away, turned around, and found a strange man.
"Who are you?"
"The head of the patrol department, Li Kui."
Li Kui took out his patrol ticket and said in a deep voice: "I have a few questions about a case that I would like to ask Director Tang."
"Patrol Division?"
Tang Xiyan looked at the certificate, remained silent for a moment, and then said gently: "If I know something, I should tell you the truth."
"Have you seen this painting?"
Li Kui raised his hand and handed the portrait in his hand to Tang Xiyan.
The painting above is exactly the same as the blood painting in Qian Bin's home.
Tang Xiyan took it curiously, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but comment:
"Although this painting is a bit weird, it can be seen that the painting skills are very solid."
Then, he smiled sheepishly: "But I haven't seen this painting before."
"That's it."
Li Kui nodded slightly and continued to ask: "Does Director Tang know Qian Bin?"
"Qian Bin?"
Hearing this unfamiliar name, Tang Xiyan couldn't help but frown, shook his head and said:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I don't know him."
"do not know?!"
Li Kui was surprised and said: "But he came to your art exhibition."
"Hahaha."
Tang Xiyan was amused by Li Kui. He covered his mouth with his slender fingers and couldn't stop laughing:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, but what you said is a bit funny. Do you know how many art exhibitions I hold a year? There are countless people who come to each art exhibition. Do I have to know every one of them?"
"Sorry, my words were a bit abrupt."
Li Kui smiled disapprovingly: "But Qian Bin is in the timber business, hasn't he ever cooperated with Director Tang?"
"Well."
Hearing these words, Tang Xiyan's face was quite speechless, even with a hint of impatience, and he suppressed his anger and said: "The timber business and art are completely opposite, they are completely unrelated, how can they be confused?"
Finally, he lowered his voice:
"Captain Li, please don't come here to make fun of me."
"I'm sorry, Director Tang." Li Kui put his hands in his pockets and shrugged slightly: "After all, Qian Bin is related to a very big case, and we cannot let go of any clues. Please forgive me."
Tang Xiyan opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.
He just looked back at the oil painting in front of him.
"Is this painted by Director Tang?"
But Li Kui walked up to him and asked curiously while looking at the painting.
"Um."
This time Tang Xiyan's attitude was much colder.
"Looks like an interesting painting."
Li Kui looked at the man in the painting and said casually:
"What crime did he commit that made so many people hate him so much?"
"crime?"
At this moment, Tang Xiyan looked like he had heard a big joke. He was too lazy to argue with Li Kui, a layman, and simply said directly: "You can't just take everything at face value. In fact, everyone around him is his inner demon."
"Inner demon?"
Li Kui asked with great interest: "Why is this related to the inner demon?"
"Look carefully at the man in the painting."
Tang Xiyan's eyes were a little complicated: "His eyes were closed, but his expression was joyful and cheerful. The chains he held represented his own shackles, but the edges of the chains looked like they were about to break.
"That means he's leaving behind his demons."
"Director Tang has great insights!"
Li Kui clapped his hands.
"..."
Tang Xiyan turned to look at him and said bluntly: "If Capt. Li has nothing else to do, I will leave first."
"Okay, I won't give it away."
Li Kui was still looking at the oil painting in front of him.
There was an elevator not far away, and Tang Xiyan walked in directly.
But just as the elevator door was about to close, Li Kui suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, Director Tang, I just saw Liu Hua walking in. Did you see him?"
The sound seemed to be echoing in my ears.
Tang Xiyan's lips moved: "He doesn't..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his heart suddenly tightened and he quickly kept silent.
Fortunately, the distance was far away, so it was expected that the other party would not be able to hear.
The next second, the elevator door suddenly closed.