Zitong is a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she only sits in the back of the car. She prefers small corners to wide spaces. In fact, although she looks optimistic on the outside, she is extremely sensitive in her heart.
She opened the back door of the car and got into the trunk.
Qin Feng's car was soft and comfortable, and Zi Tong's nerves were exhausted for a day, and she could finally relax a little.
She breathed a sigh of relief and recounted everything that happened in the exhibition hall. However, she downplayed everything about Hao Qi. Although he did not ask her to keep his secret, she would not do it without knowing what was going on.
Make your own decisions to avoid causing unnecessary trouble to him.
Lin Haoqi...who are you...where are you now? Are your injuries healed...
Zitong thought of him again, the mysterious man who saved her life twice.
After listening to Zitong's narration, Qin Feng's eyebrows were already twisted into twists.
While driving intently, he asked, "Where did the person who saved you go?"
Zitong came back to her senses and answered hesitantly: "I don't know... I fell into a coma. When I woke up, there was a commotion in the exhibition hall and I didn't pay attention to him."
"Did you look around for him when you finally left the exhibition hall?"
Qin Feng's keen observation shocked her, and she suddenly felt that Qin Feng's eyes could see into people's hearts.
"Yes." She said truthfully: "But I didn't see him."
Qin Feng fell into deep thought.
According to Zitong, if everything is true... then all these events are indeed related to his "Afternoon". But he never thought of where this so-called connection is! Focus on yourself
He has been painting for many years and has gone out to sketch hundreds of times. Why did a problem arise in this painting "Afternoon"? Although what Zitong said was contrary to his own world view, he still believed it 100%.
Firstly, what happened that day was indeed strange; secondly, there was no need for Zitong to make up such a prank; thirdly... although it was somewhat subjective, he had to say that although he and Zitong had just met each other for the first time,
But she always gives herself a sense of intimacy that she has known for many years. If she can find the mage Zitong mentioned... maybe she can find a better breakthrough point!
"Perhaps, we can start with the deceased." Zitong's mind raced quickly: "There are so many people in the exhibition hall, but the female ghost only targeted Jiang Huan, and her methods were extremely cruel, most likely for revenge. Therefore, starting from the deceased
I checked on him and it must be right."
Qin Feng nodded approvingly and said: "There is also that painting. I need to go back and study it."
"Don't! You are so bold, Qin Feng. You know that the painting is evil, but you still dare to touch it! In my opinion, it is best to lock it up temporarily to prevent it from harming others."
"Or, why don't we just expose it to the sun? Or find some black dog blood or something to splash on it! I don't know if this crude method will work..." Zitong was murmuring the next sentence.
The state of muttering to oneself, the voice is as small as a mosquito.
But Qin Feng was not senile, and he still heard what he should have heard without saying a word.
"Miss! That's my month's hard work! You actually want to splash black dog blood on it? You might as well just take a knife and insert it into my heart, and stab it a few more times." Qin Feng didn't.
Although I was angry, I thought Zitong Shenbao's appearance was very cute.
"No, no, no! Don't ever mention anything about 'heart' to me..." Zitong thought of the deceased's open chest, and her stomach suddenly started to churn again...
"Okay, I'm kidding you." Qin Feng comforted her and said, "Let's do this. I will seal the painting first and not put it on any exhibition to prevent it from having the opportunity to come into contact with others. As for the detailed information of the deceased...
....If you want to understand it thoroughly, I’m afraid it will take a little more effort.”
"Ahem, have you forgotten that there is a heroine who is extremely brave, talented and beautiful, and is as good as any woman?" Zitong rolled his eyes, hinting at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng saw Zitong's expression in the rearview mirror and asked in surprise: "You?"
"Isn't it incredible! Have you forgotten my job?" Zitong pouted.
"Yes, yes. Cute little rookie reporter, I believe in your ability." Qin Feng said with a smile. In fact, he didn't believe that this little girl could do anything big at all. The most she did was cheat and pretend to be someone's family member.
She gave out such trivial information. Maybe she would go to the police station tomorrow and pretend to be the seventh aunt and eighth aunt of the deceased!
Thinking like this, Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
I thought that the chirping little sparrow would be serious with me again, but unexpectedly, there was silence behind the car.
Through the rearview mirror, he saw Zitong curled up in the back seat of the car like a kitten, already falling into a deep sleep. Moreover, her lips were opening and closing, and she was still mumbling...put her down as quickly as possible.
Fear, she was the only one who was discussing the case one second and fell asleep the next second.
A ray of warmth passed through Qin Feng's heart. Qin Feng did not wake her up and continued to drive towards Zitong's small apartment.
Zitong was awakened by a soft voice. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, sat up in a daze, and asked blankly: "Is it dawn? Are you going to work?"
"That's wrong. It's getting dark and it's time to go to bed." Qin Feng said gently: "You are home, do you still want to stay in my car?"
Zitong opened the car door and looked at the environment in front of her. Only then did she realize that she had fallen asleep in the car just now.
"Thank you, Qin Feng. From tomorrow on, we will divide our work to investigate this case. No matter what, we must give justice to the deceased." Zitong just recovered from his half-asleep state, and instantly became angry and passionate again.
Qin Feng nodded: "I understand, you are very tired today, go back and rest quickly. What, are you afraid of being alone? Do you want me to send you up?" Qin Feng smirked.
"No, no, let's try another day. Thank you, Uncle Qin." Zitong deliberately made Qin Feng angry and let him tease her again. She pouted and ran quickly to the apartment.
Just before entering the apartment, she turned her head and saw Qin Feng still watching her from a distance. She shouted, "I'll wash the clothes and give them back to you!" and randomly disappeared in the corridor of the apartment.
Qin Feng turned around and got into the car with a smile. He did not go home directly, but drove towards the "Jiaji Rumeng" Club.
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Looking at the watch, it is already two o'clock in the evening.
Qin Feng got out of the car and went directly into the club. On the way here, he had already greeted the staff on duty on the phone. He is a frequent visitor to this club and can come and go freely. This art exhibition was organized by him
, and several directors were troubled by the murder in the exhibition hall, but they did not complain at all against Qin Feng. Qin Feng somewhat blamed himself, after all, the deceased died in his own painting exhibition, and...
.... There may be problems with that "Afternoon"... Therefore, he could not just sit idly by, both in public and private matters. He vowed to find out about this matter, for the sake of several people who had good relations with him.
director, also in order to pursue his innocent deceased.