Even the jockeys said that Mr. Boone's horsemanship must be very superb.
It is not surprising that a British nobleman can ride a horse.
The strange thing is that he is very afraid of horses. As long as a horse comes near, he will run wildly and will not go near the stable for a long time. This shows that the horse also casts a shadow on him.
There is an easel in the attic and various paint palettes on the floor. However, the walls and floors are very clean, which is why Dr. Cattell said that Mr. Boone is a very strict person in life.
He likes to be clean very much.
Paints, drawing paper, brushes... and other tools are all sorted and arranged one by one, as strictly as soldiers lining up.
Gu Chen began to look around the room very carefully, not missing any part.
When she reached the fabric sofa in the attic, after a short pause, Gu Chen opened the sofa according to the push marks left on the wooden floor. Behind the sofa, there was a painting hidden by Mr. Boone.
, are all his paintings since he recovered half a year ago.
Doctor Cattell looked surprised and Gu Chen picked up the stacked oil paintings one after another, "Oh, my God, Mr. Boone, actually...he actually hid the paintings here!"
There are not many paintings, only four, and each painting is different. From the layers of oil paintings, you can see those figures who are always partying and chatting. From spring to winter, they are all partying together.
Xie Jingyao took the painting from Gu Chen's hand. He looked at it carefully every time. With Gu Chen's previous guidance, he could also see the secrets in the painting.
"This is the ninth picture. There are only four people on it. The expressions of the four people are no longer blurry. It can be seen from their eyes that they are full of sadness." Gu Chen was lying on the sofa, Shuli's eyes were cold.
Shen Chen said, "One is Mr. Boone, one is Ms. Aisha, one is Mr. Yu Sheng, and there is an unidentified man."
"In the nine paintings, each person's death is different. It can be seen from the paintings that Mr. Boone was involved in the whole process!"
Xie Jingyao's face has always been gloomy since Gu Chen came down from the attic, and his eyes were as cold as sharp swords, "He is an accomplice! I just asked, a lady had a heart attack while swimming, a lady
When I was arranging flowers, I was hit in the head by a crystal chandelier."
Two phone calls confirmed that the scene Mr. Boone painted actually existed!
"He is alive today not because he is lucky, but because he is an accomplice!" Xie Jingyao lost control of his emotions, but he was still trying hard to hold it back.
