Qin Feng... He just talked to me... Oh my God, he's not some kind of perverted murderer who raises ghosts and kills people, right? Isn't that what's written in the movies... He
Will he do it to himself?!!
Zitong's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Thinking of Qin Feng's elegant and warm smile, she felt cold on her back! Was that a sneer? He was really targeting her?! But she shouldn't have anything to do with him? Killing people and cheating, but she didn't;
The color of murder seemed a bit dangerous. Zitong once again started to make wild associations. It was not until she saw two exhibition lights flashing on not far in front that she retracted her thoughts.
Taxi? Such a kind driver knew that the road was dark and was afraid that the customers would be frightened, so he drove the car here.
Zitong, who was very nervous, walked quickly and once again habitually reached for the bag with his hand.
Only then did he realize again that the money was in his bag and he was currently penniless.
She bit her mouth and gradually slowed down, secretly resenting why she didn't let Mu Yang or Xiao Wang take her back just now. It's better now, it will take at least 40 minutes to get home from the police station! Just rely on her pair of "11-way"?
She looked hesitantly at the car in front of her with its lights still flashing, at a loss.
Suddenly, Zitong's nerves became tense!
Not far ahead, a black shadow was moving in his direction!
What followed was the rhythmic sound of footsteps "Ta, Ta, Ta..."
All the hairs on Zitong's body stood up at the same time! She stopped in place vigilantly, her tense nerves like clockwork. She looked at the black shadow in front of her that was gradually moving towards her, and listened to the silent night.
There were rhythmic footsteps, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: "There are footsteps... it's not a ghost... could it be a robber?"
How bold! You don’t even look at the police station behind you!
Just when she was at a loss and panicking, the black shadow spoke: "Zitong, it's me, don't be afraid."
Zitong was stunned for a moment, did he know him? This voice... wasn't very familiar... was he...?
Qin Feng!!
It’s weird if you’re not afraid!
Zitong's heart thumped, as if falling into hell!
Just now he deduced that all this was Qin Feng's conspiracy. Otherwise, how could he explain that the famous paintings he had painstakingly arranged to be displayed in the exhibition were inhabited by female ghosts! He actually came to his door! He told himself not to be afraid! He and I
He didn't know him. He cut him off on this dark road in the middle of the night. Could it be that he wanted to treat him to a late-night snack?
Only a ghost can believe it!
While he was thinking about it, Qin Feng had already walked in front of Zitong.
The phone's fluorescence lights up in Qin Feng's hand.
Zitong's heart suddenly became hairy and her heart clenched tightly. She was thinking that if Qin Feng was really going to harm her, then she would just turn around and run back regardless! It was only about 0 meters away from the police station.
The closer you are, the safer you are! At present, it seems that this is the only way!
Qin Feng's handsome face emerged under the fluorescence of the mobile phone.
Light blue jeans and a pure cotton white shirt look casual and free.
Qin Feng is an out-and-out handsome guy.
But Zitong is not a nymphomaniac girl.
The more she looked at Qin Feng's face, the more she felt that he looked like a sheep in wolf's clothing.
"Zitong? Can I call you that?" Qin Feng asked with a smile when Zitong was silent.
He even screamed and asked me if he could do it! Zitong stiffened up and stared at him warily.
"I'll take you back." Qin Feng said politely: "I came out a long time ago and have been waiting for you. I didn't see you after waiting for a long time, so I came over to take a look."
"Wait for me?" Zitong stepped back and asked warily: "Why are you waiting for me? I don't seem to have any friendship with you."
Qin Feng frowned and asked doubtfully: "Do you have any misunderstanding about me?
Zitong became even more angry when he heard what he said, so she simply pointed it out!
A sense of justice surged into her heart, dispelling her original fear!
She pinched her waist with her hands, stared up at Qin Feng with round eyes, and said: "Don't tell me that the female ghost in the "Afternoon" painting has nothing to do with you!"
This time Qin Feng's eyes widened: "What did you say? What kind of female ghost?"
"Don't pretend to be innocent here! You have seen the tragic situation of the deceased. It should be clear that it could not have been done by humans! Moreover, everyone present had witnessed the evil that night, and everyone encountered ghosts beating the wall.
!That person was basically killed by the female ghost in the painting you brought!" Zitong raised her voice a bit to increase her momentum.
Qin Feng's face suddenly became serious: "You can't joke about this matter. If you know anything, I hope you can tell me the truth." Regarding Zitong's words, instead of being scornful, he had a look of disdain.
After all, not only the guests in the exhibition hall were the ones who encountered ghosts that night, but he, two directors and eight security guards were also in trouble. Moreover, he had also seen the scene of the crime.
Such a tragic way of death is indeed a bit unbelievable. However, even though he had many assumptions before, they could only be overturned by the materialistic worldview. Now, the woman in front of him seems to know a lot of inside information.
"Do you really know nothing?" Zitong looked at Qin Feng's serious expression and hesitated. Could it be that he was really overthinking?
"Miss Yuan, if you think about it seriously, if I really had something to do with the deceased Jiang Huan, there would be no need for me to go to that art exhibition and let many guests witness it with their own eyes, and then point the finger of suspicion at myself, right?
Not to mention that I don’t know him at all, well, even if I really have some issues with him, even if it goes deeper, even if I really want to kill him, why would I bother so much? As you said, I can still
If I want to control the soul in a painting, I might as well go directly to his house and give him the painting, killing him without knowing it. No one knows that the painting is my work and that there is something in it.
Hidden secrets?" Qin Feng raised his hands and sighed.
Zitong bit her lip, lowered her head and thought for a while. According to Qin Feng, he did not have the slightest suspicion. No matter how stupid a criminal is, he would not make such a big move to kill a person. But.
, that painting is indeed his work, and the female ghost is indeed inhabiting that painting. What is going on?
"Now, can you tell me, what do you know? What exactly is the 'female ghost' in your mouth? This art exhibition was organized by me, and all the guests went to that exhibition because of me. Jiang
I also deeply regret Huan's death. After all, it was because he was after my exhibits that he... I am duty-bound and want to find out everything." Qin Feng looked into Zitong's eyes seriously and said.
"Okay. Then tell me first, what is your purpose of holding this exhibition?" Zitong asked.
"Actually, there is no purpose. A few days ago, I went to a remote town to sketch, and it took me a whole month to complete the "Afternoon". Maybe you don't understand, for a person who is obsessed with art,
, What he desires most in his life is not to have thousands of fans, nor to be famous in the world, nor to be rich and glorious. What he wants is just a flawless work that can satisfy him. " Qin Feng smiled, his
Smiling always gives people a warm feeling.
""Afternoon" is the only work that I have felt comfortable and comforted in all these years. Because it is not just a painting, but also a kind of faith and hope in life. I really want my rebusherds to share this with me.
It’s such a joy. Therefore, the other paintings in this exhibition are all auctioned for charity, and the proceeds will be donated to charities. Only this painting "Afternoon" will be signed by me at the last moment and given to the guests randomly as a mysterious gift.
"Qin Feng pervades the art world, and his happy expression makes Zi Tong believe that he is indeed just an artist obsessed with art.
"Okay, it's not too early now. I'll take you back. Let's talk about the rest after we get in the car." Qin Feng came back to his senses, looked at Zitong's body trembling slightly in the cold wind, and said with concern.
Zitong looked at him dubiously, not knowing whether to believe him or not.
"Are you going to freeze like a statue here tonight?" Qin Feng said jokingly: "Come on, young lady, I'm not interested in you. Why don't you look at your terrifying dignity now?"
My clothes are gone and you want me to freeze here with you? Tomorrow morning, two statues will be born here, one "Venus" and one "David"?"
Zitong looked at herself and saw that she was indeed still wearing the jacket that Qin Feng handed to her in the exhibition hall, and her T-shirt was still stained with dark red blood.
"Hmph! Even if you are interested in me, I'm not afraid!" Zitong walked towards Qin Feng's car angrily, quite like a woman. As she walked, she turned back and asked: "Hey, great painter, what are you doing?"
Why are you so kind and waiting for me here?"
"Aren't you 'Mrs. Qin'? Shouldn't I take you home?" Qin Feng smiled heartily.
"Damn it! How did he know!" Zitong's face felt hot.
Immediately, she complained secretly: "Qin Feng is really a broad-minded man. Not only did he not blame himself for cheating, but he also didn't take it to heart when he accused him. It was all because of his preconceptions that he had to associate him with the female ghost.
Together, he was wronged for nothing."
Zitong held her head high and strode forward, looking confident. Her previous dissatisfaction with Qin Feng was wiped away.
In fact, Qin Feng is a very decent person. Whether it is his behavior or his speech, he makes people feel a sense of trust and warmth inexplicably.
Qin Feng looked at Zitong's small back from behind and smiled warmly.