It can be said that Nie Ping's study room is comparable to the living room of an average family. Especially judging from the decoration style, the old man seems to have given Nie Ping a lot of autonomy.
Therefore, it can be seen that the decoration style of other places on the flat floor is high-end and elegant, but when it comes to the study room, the style of painting suddenly changes.
For those who didn't know, they thought they were in a zoological and botanical garden. There were all kinds of strange and weird specimens on display here, which was dazzling to see.
Of course, Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei did not come here to appreciate the art museum, but wanted to learn more about Nie Ping through this most direct space with Nie Ping.
After Nie Ping committed suicide by jumping into the river a few years ago because of his love, there has been very little information about Nie Ping.
As for Gu Chen's team, they could only learn about Nie Ping's life through the white-haired old man, Nie Ping's father.
Of course, Hu Shirley, who arrived later, also brought another piece of information to everyone, that is, the origin of the eagle totem button.
Only then did Gu Chen know that this button came from a trendy store in Shanghai.
After Hu Shirley purchased the button of the eagle totem, what followed was threats via phone calls and emails.
Of course, according to Gu Chen's analysis, it can be seen that the other party's purpose may not really be to get the button.
As for the button being the other party's collateral, it seems to be just an excuse.
After repeated discussions and analysis, Gu Chen's team concluded that Nie Ping and the mysterious man who threatened Hu Xueli disappeared almost at the same time.
Therefore, it was concluded that the mysterious man might be inextricably linked to Nie Ping.
"Junior Brother Gu." Just when Gu Chen's thoughts were still about the mysterious man and Nie Ping, Gu Chen was suddenly interrupted by Lu Weiwei's call.
Turning to look at Lu Weiwei, she was standing in front of a tool table and pointed at some items on the tool table.
Gu Chen frowned and walked over quickly: "What's wrong, Senior Sister Lu?"
"Look at this." Lu Weiwei didn't say much and pointed directly at the workbench.
On the workbench, there are some residues of materials.
However, it can be seen from some remaining materials that it seems to be very similar to the eagle totem button that everyone has been investigating.
Of course, Gu Chen could also tell that the study had been cleaned.
Since it is Nie Ping's study, most of the things in it should be related to Nie Ping.
The old man doesn't seem to know much about artistic things.
These remaining materials were thrown into a transparent frame.
Gu Chen put on white gloves, opened the transparent frame cover, and held a incomplete material in his hand.
"Junior Brother Gu, do you think this thing is a bit like the button of the eagle totem?"
"It's a bit similar." Gu Chen placed the incomplete materials in his hands, observed them repeatedly, and nodded to confirm:
"It's a bit like a part of the Eagle Totem button. You know, the Eagle Totem button is very beautifully made, but it's also made up of many small precision parts. It's a bit like..."
After thinking about it, Gu Chen directly raised his left hand, looked at the watch given to him by Lu Weiwei and said:
"It's a bit like the watch that Senior Sister Lu gave me. It has many precision parts in it."
"Yes." After Gu Chen finished speaking, Lu Weiwei quickly agreed:
"I think so too. If you don't look carefully, the button of this eagle totem looks like a finely crafted work of art. But if you look closely, you won't find that it is actually composed of many small precision parts."
Looking at the watch she gave to Gu Chen, Lu Weiwei quickly added: "Just like that watch, it looks like a small thing, but the parts inside are so small that you can't even see it without a magnifying glass."
"This is why all watch repair masters like to bring a magnifying glass to repair watches." As soon as Lu Weiwei finished speaking, Gu Chen also said casually.
Lu Weiwei grinned: "Yes, that's it."
Looking at Gu Chen's thoughtful expression, Lu Weiwei quickly asked: "Junior Brother Gu, did you discover something?"
"I feel..." Holding the incomplete material in his hand, Gu Chen turned to look at Lu Weiwei:
"I feel like, is there something in the button of this eagle totem?"
"What do you mean..." Lu Weiwei hesitated for a few seconds and said quickly:
"You mean, maybe the button of the eagle totem is just like this watch, and there may be secrets hidden inside?"
"Yes." Gu Chen nodded silently and couldn't help but said:
"These people have worked so hard to get the button of the eagle totem."
"If this is just an ordinary piece of art, it doesn't have much value. There is no need for someone to hire someone from the Magic City to come to Jiangnan City and try every means to get it."
With a faint sigh, Gu Chen continued: "The only possible situation is that there is a mystery hidden in the button of this eagle totem."
"And what's inside this button may be what these people want to get."
"Oh my god! Why didn't I think of this before?" Listening to Gu Chen's analysis, Lu Weiwei suddenly realized and said in disbelief:
"In that case, everything that happened before can be explained."
"After all, who would spend so much money on a button with an animal totem?"
After a pause, Lu Weiwei continued: "For example, Yang Jie's employer spent 20,000 yuan to let him do things for him."
"And 20,000 yuan far exceeds the value of this eagle totem button."
"So, getting this button must be to get what's in the button."
"Yeah." Facing Lu Weiwei's narration, Gu Chen just nodded silently and agreed.
Then, Gu Chen also raised his left hand, placed the fragment of material in his hand in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but say:
"It can be seen from this material fragment that Nie Ping is actually imitating the buttons of this eagle totem."
"Perhaps he had succeeded at that time, or perhaps he had not succeeded. In short, Nie Ping committed suicide by jumping into the river because of his love. Now, in my opinion, this reason is a bit far-fetched."
"That's right." Looking at the objects in Gu Chen's hands, Lu Weiwei also analyzed and said:
"If Nie Ping is also studying the buttons of the Eagle Totem, it may prove that he has actually discovered the secret of the Eagle Totem buttons."
"After all, this thing was bought by Hu Xueli as a gift to Nie Ping, and Hu Shirley had been being harassed by harassing phone calls and emails."
"Perhaps Nie Ping has also begun to doubt whether the button of the eagle totem in his hand really contains a secret?"
"For Nie Ping, an artist, the study of artworks is obviously his fun."
After he finished speaking, Gu Chen walked back and forth in this huge study, pointing at the iron shelves of various objects inside the study, and couldn't help but say:
"Sister Lu, do you think this looks like a study?"
"Uh... to be precise, I prefer to call this place a research laboratory, similar to Gao Chuanfeng's forensic testing room over there."
"Yes, I feel the same way." Gu Chen also completely agreed with Lu Weiwei's statement.
Lu Weiwei grinned: "It seems that artists prefer to do research. After all, many works of art require one's own hands."
"Almost all those I have seen who engage in art are hands-on masters, so..."
Looking around and looking at the huge study room in front of her, Lu Weiwei said again:
"I feel that this place, rather than being called a study, is better called a handicraft studio."
When she saw Gu Chen walking to the corner and starting to observe some handicrafts hanging on the wall, Lu Weiwei also quickly walked over.
"Senior Sister Lu, look." Gu Chen pointed at the various handicrafts on the wall and said involuntarily:
"Judging from the handmade artworks hanging on the walls, it is not difficult to see that many of them were completed in this study."
Turning to look in the direction of the workbench, Gu Chen added: "In the transparent frame over there, there are a lot of materials, which are the incomplete parts of these works of art."
"It can also be said that these materials are leftover materials for making artworks. Like this colorful peacock, I just found some over there in the transparent frame."
"I saw it too." Lu Weiwei quickly agreed.
Gu Chen turned around and looked at this huge space. Every object here seemed to be related to the transparent frame on the other side of the workbench.
Various incomplete materials can prove that these may have been made by Nie Ping.
Gu Chen walked along the large floor-to-ceiling window of the study room until he reached a position similar to a desk.
The reason why Gu Chen thought this was a desk was because there were some art magazines placed on this desktop platform.
Compared with the workbench I saw just now, the items on this platform are relatively neat and tidy, and there is not much clutter.
"This should be Nie Ping's desk, right?" Gu Chen tried to put himself into Nie Ping's perspective, sitting directly on the seat in front of the desk, and then opened the drawer under the desk.
There are many manuscript drawings of Nie Ping stored here. Gu Chen took them in his hands and looked them over in detail, and found that most of these manuscripts were designed by Nie Ping himself.
For the detailed design of some artworks, long paragraphs of characters are used to explain:
"You can't tell, this guy is still a designer." Gu Chen handed the manuscript drawings he had read to Lu Weiwei standing aside.
Lu Weiwei continued to read, and couldn't help but murmured:
"This guy feels more like a researcher, but the things he studies are all weird stuff."
"It's either buttons or pendants. It looks quite visually impactful. But can you make money by learning this thing?"
"Of course you can't make money." After hearing Lu Weiwei's question, Gu Chen also smiled slightly and explained:
"The major he studied is not easy to find a job in itself. It is purely for training his sentiments."
With a faint sigh, Gu Chen continued:
"For example, many children of wealthy businessmen go to foreign institutions of higher learning to study. What do they study? Philosophy."
"Pfft!" After listening to Gu Chen's narration, Lu Weiwei also burst into laughter and said quickly:
"Are these rich kids going to study? They are going to get gold plated and make connections."
"Yes." After hearing what Lu Weiwei said, Gu Chen also smiled lightly and said:
"I have heard from Xiao Yuan before that many wealthy businessmen study in top universities abroad and mostly study art-related subjects, such as photography, philosophy, and art."
"In the final analysis, these majors are not easy to find jobs, but do people care about employment? Those who can study in higher education institutions are not looking for employment from the beginning."
"Many people come from elite families, and most of their families make a living by doing business. Many of them are rushing to make top-level connections."
"And these top connections will help them to a certain extent and feed back their family business."
"Yes." Listening to Gu Chen's story, Lu Weiwei suddenly realized:
"So, Nie Ping seems to be learning these things just for his hobbies."
"Think about it this way, this guy's carefree study life is really not that satisfying."
Looking at the dazzling array of objects in the study, Lu Weiwei couldn't help but sigh:
"It's no wonder that Nie Ping would set up a button shop. Who in the right mind would do that?"
"Yes." Gu Chen nodded silently and expressed what he was thinking:
"I have many questions in my mind now. For example, Nie Ping must have known that he was harassed because of the eagle totem button given to him by Hu Shirley."
"But did Nie Ping do any private research on the buttons of the eagle totem? We still don't know this yet."
"Also, does Hu Shirley know that Nie Ping secretly studied the buttons of the eagle totem?"
"If you know, then does Hu Shirley know the secret in this eagle totem button?"
"Uh... maybe she doesn't know? Or... she knows?" Lu Weiwei couldn't say for sure now.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Gu Chen smiled calmly and continued: "After Hu Shirley received my call this time, when she learned about the buttons of the Eagle Totem, she rushed to Jiangnan City overnight.
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"Judging from this situation, Hu Shirley seems to attach great importance to this matter."
"It can be seen that Hu Shirley may be more aware of it. In other words, she came here just to solve the button puzzle."
"Oh my god!" After hearing what Gu Chen said, Lu Weiwei suddenly said uncomfortably:
"So it seems that Hu Shirley is hiding something from us, but she doesn't actually want to tell us the truth, but wants to find something beneficial to her through us?"
"It can be understood that way." Gu Chen nodded and said.
Lu Weiwei snapped her fingers and said involuntarily: "It seems like these people have their own reservations."
"For example, this white-haired old man will be so excited when we talk about whether his son really chose to die for love because of emotional problems."
"To be precise, he may be overly worried. We doubt the identity of the deceased."
"Yeah." After listening to Lu Weiwei's explanation, Gu Chen nodded silently.
So Lu Weiwei continued: "Also, when Hu Shirley heard that we were investigating the matter about her ex-boyfriend Nie Ping, she was so nervous that she ran to Jiangnan City overnight."
"Moreover, she is also an investment bank executive herself and has to deal with many things every day."
"But even so, she was able to spare precious time to cooperate with us, which shows that she may also be eager to get certain results."
"And what she said, that she wanted to take this opportunity to visit Nie Ping's grave, might just be an excuse."
When Lu Weiwei said this, Gu Chen's eyes suddenly lit up and he said quickly:
"It seems that I have to let Ding Liang and Huang Zunlong keep an eye on this Hu Shirley to see if she really wants to visit Nie Ping's grave?"
"Well, I think it's necessary." Lu Weiwei also agreed.
Gu Chen didn't care too much, just took out his mobile phone and started to exchange details with Ding Liang and Huang Zunlong.
Not long after, Gu Chen hung up the phone, nodded to Lu Weiwei and said, "Ding Liang and Huang Zunlong will be responsible for all today's itineraries on Hu Shirley's side."
"Ding Liang and Huang Zunlong will closely monitor her every move."
"That's the best." Seeing this, Lu Weiwei also breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Officer Wang and Yuan Shasha, who were inspecting Nie Ping's bedroom, seemed to have completed their tasks and walked directly towards Gu Chen.
"How?" Gu Chen said.
Officer Wang spread his hands and said involuntarily: "We have already checked all the places that should be checked, and we didn't find many suspicious points."
Gu Chen looked at Yuan Shasha again.
Yuan Shasha also quickly reported: "As Senior Brother Wang said, Nie Ping's bedroom is too empty, and there is almost not much in it."
"Perhaps Nie Ping has been dead for a few years? So the old man also tidied the room."
"Okay." Seeing this, Gu Chen could only nod silently, because from the beginning, Gu Chen didn't put his hope in the bedroom.
Then, Gu Chen opened the last drawer under Nie Ping's desk, which seemed to contain some notebooks.
Just like Nie Ping's status as an artist, his notebooks also look particularly delicate in appearance.
Of course, Gu Chen's focus was never on these superficial things, but on the contents of the notebook.
Opening one of the notebooks, there are some jottings inside.
Gu Chen continued to read with great interest, and then he realized that the various essays and sentences in the notebook were all very beautiful.
It can be seen that most of these sentences are excerpts from Nie Ping.
Nie Ping may have wanted to use sentences to express his emotions.
And what’s interesting is that Nie Ping’s notes in this notebook also include some dates from time to time.
Since Gu Chen asked the white-haired old man about Nie Ping's death time, Gu Chen calculated based on this time and found that many records were from a few years before Nie Ping's death.
Thinking that most of the time Nie Ping went to study abroad was around this time, Gu Chen calculated that the recording time of these essays, judging from the page, the first part was about his mood when he first arrived abroad.
The first part, Nie Ping's jottings, is more like emo in his heart, so the sentences are quite melancholy.
But as Gu Chen continued to flip through it, he discovered that the content at the back of Nie Ping's notebook began to gradually improve.
Gu Chen continued to read with great interest, and at one of the time periods, combined with some hot events that occurred in the United States at that time, Gu Chen judged that this time should be the hottest moment for demonstrations on Wall Street.
Therefore, at this time, Nie Ping's essays and records were also the most extreme.
It seems that Nie Ping has also begun to realize that Wall Street is blood-sucking capital, ruthlessly and greedily sucking everyone's money bags.
Therefore, Nie Ping chose to join this demonstration.
"Hmph! How can this guy be so extreme? It can be seen that Nie Ping at this time must be an angry young man."
Looking at the written notes on the notebook, Gu Chen couldn't help but chuckle.
But at this time, Nie Ping and Gu Chen could also see the turning point in his words.
From the previous various emo texts to extreme texts, Nie Ping's texts at this time were all mainly critical.
Moreover, in terms of time, it was not difficult for Gu Chen to check the news history and find that large-scale demonstrations did indeed break out in the United States at that time.
However, the number of such news is very small, or in other words, it is deliberately downplayed by the American media.
After that, Gu Chen discovered that Nie Ping's essays began to become more relaxed.
Gu Chen knew that according to the white-haired old man, Nie Ping met Hu Shirley during the chaotic environment of the Wall Street demonstrations at this time.
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"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Standing behind Gu Chen, looking at the contents of the essay in his notebook, Officer Wang couldn't help but sigh:
"Nie Ping at this time is like a poet, and the words he writes are so beautiful."
"It seems that it is obvious that love can heal a person's inner wounds."
"Then Nie Ping should be with Hu Xueli at this time." As soon as Officer Wang finished speaking, Yuan Shasha quickly echoed.
Officer Wang nodded silently: "That's for sure."
Gu Chen frowned and continued to read the content at the back quickly, muttering in his mouth:
"This Nie Ping is quite interesting. He has ideas and writes them directly in his notebook instead of posting them on his social account."
"Perhaps Nie Ping is a relatively closed-off person? After all, artists are quite different, right?" Lu Weiwei also gave her own explanation.
Gu Chen nodded silently: "Maybe."
"It's interesting." Officer Wang grinned and continued:
"Gu Chen, please continue reading the content behind."
"Hmm." Gu Chen said "Hmm" and quickly started to read the following parts.
It wasn't until Gu Chen turned to the month before Nie Ping's death that he suddenly discovered that Nie Ping's writing seemed to be full of unwillingness.
But Gu Chen could also understand. After all, Nie Ping had broken up with Hu Shirley at this time.
And Shirley Hu is about to get married to a Wall Street insider.
All these arrangements came from Hu Shirley's parents.
And the written records of these essays will always remain before Nie Ping's death.
Gu Chen handed the finished notebook of essays directly to Officer Wang to check for leaks, while he picked up another one.
Gu Chen has a master-level memory, so he can read it very quickly.
But while everyone was watching, Gu Chen did not dare to use this skill too obviously, so he also deliberately slowed down.
But even so, Gu Chen's search speed was quite astonishing.
When Gu Chen flipped through the middle of the notebook, he discovered that there were some hand-drawn patterns inside.
Judging from the structure of the pattern, it seems to be quite similar to the buttons of the eagle totem.
Gu Chen's eyes lit up and he quickly looked it up.
"Patterns, details, is this a complete drawing?"
Thinking in his mind, Gu Chen continued to flip through to the next page.
And this page is even more amazing. It almost breaks down the internal structure of the eagle totem button.
This page is the top structure of the eagle pattern.
Gu Chen turned to the next page, which was the bottom structure.
There are also details of some components. Nie Ping has dismantled them in detail, and even marked some small positions with straight lines and text.
"What is he going to do? Really want to copy this exact button? But wouldn't it be more convenient to use 3D scanning?"
Gu Chen thought like this, but suddenly realized a problem. If it is a product of 3D scanning, it can only be regarded as an industrial product.
And Nie Ping is an artist.
What's more, Nie Ping may not have thought about using 3D scanning at all. He just wanted to dismantle the button and explore the secrets inside it.
"Nie Ping must have studied the button of the eagle totem, and the button now may not be the original button."
Gu Chen frowned and threw the notebook aside.
At this moment, the white-haired old man also walked in from outside the study. Seeing the solemn faces of Gu Chen and others, he also asked curiously:
"Comrade police, have you found any clues?"
When Gu Chen heard this, he quickly opened the notebook he just had, showed the pattern inside in front of the white-haired old man and asked:
"Uncle, let me ask you, has your son Nie Ping ever dismantled this eagle-patterned button?"
"This..." It seemed that he was not very clear about this matter. The white-haired old man hesitated for a few seconds and tried to remember.
"How?" Gu Chen took a step forward and continued to ask.
"My son usually likes to stay in his study and play with some weird things, but what exactly is he playing with? I don't know very well."
"Think again." Gu Chen continued to point to the pattern on the notebook and said, "Isn't this pattern the disassembly diagram of your son's belongings?"
"Uh..." Faced with Gu Chen's question, the white-haired old man was speechless.
Upon seeing this, Lu Weiwei, Officer Wang and Yuan Shasha also gathered around and checked it carefully.
"Not to mention, this Nie Ping has really studied this thing?" Lu Weiwei couldn't help but say.
Officer Wang also squinted his eyes: "It seems that it took a lot of time to break down this pattern and draw it in such detail."
"It can be seen that your son Nie Ping has been working hard in this area."
Turning to look at the white-haired old man, Officer Wang said again: "Is that so?"
"Well……"
The white-haired old man seemed a little embarrassed. He didn't seem to have figured out how to answer this question.
Yuan Shasha on the side couldn't help but said: "Uncle, your son must have a deep understanding of the buttons of this eagle totem. He has even drawn a disassembled screenshot of this button, and even the parts inside are shown."
With a faint sigh, Yuan Shasha also continued: "This means that your son has actually dismantled the buttons of this eagle totem."
"This...I don't know this."
"You must know." Seeing the white-haired old man start to panic, Gu Chen also urged:
"You said that your son drowned because of emotional problems. In my opinion, this cannot be traced yet."
"However, after your son's death, a series of strange things happened, all surrounding your son's relics, which is the button of the eagle totem."
"I think that all of this is definitely not an accident. Your son may have just discovered the secret in the eagle totem button, which may have led to his own death."
"No! These are just your own subjective thoughts, not objective facts." Faced with Gu Chen's questioning, the white-haired old man was very emotional and seemed to find it difficult to accept this fact.
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Faced with the grumpy mood of the white-haired old man, Gu Chen did not refute, but walked directly to the old man, looked at the white-haired old man with his sharp eyes, and couldn't help but say:
"Uncle, look into my eyes."
When the white-haired old man heard this, he also raised his head and looked into Gu Chen's eyes.
However, as soon as they looked at each other, the white-haired old man quickly moved away.
He had never seen Gu Chen's sharp eyes before.
Even the heinous criminal couldn't look at Gu Chen's sharp eyes for more than 5 seconds.
"You still have a secret in your heart, right?" Gu Chen asked.
"I……"
The white-haired old man's heartbeat was racing at this moment, and he didn't seem to know how to respond.
Gu Chen took a step forward and continued: "You probably have a lot of things that you haven't told us the truth about, right?"
"I……"
"You didn't say it, you've been hiding it." Before the white-haired old man could finish speaking, Gu Chen interrupted again.
At this moment, the white-haired old man was also confused. He never expected that Gu Chen's aura would be so strong at this moment?
Just looking at each other, I started to panic.
At this moment, Gu Chen seemed to have seen the inner world of the white-haired old man, and it seemed that there were still secrets hidden.
This situation is the most fatal.
"Uncle." Seeing the white-haired old man in a dilemma, Lu Weiwei comforted him and said:
"You also know that your son is no longer here, but the things surrounding your son's belongings are happening one after another."
"Some people even hire people to monitor your home and your daily activities."
With a faint sigh, Lu Weiwei continued to speak earnestly:
"In this case, I don't know if your personal safety will be threatened? If the other party wants to attack you, then we can't help you."
"What we can do is to find each other as soon as possible and keep you safe. But if you don't tell anything and keep hiding it, you are irresponsible to yourself."
"Don't blame someone for starting to attack you. It's only when it's not good for you that you think of our police."
Sighing softly, Lu Weiwei said helplessly: "I think you should know best about which is more serious."
"Sir, tell me." Officer Wang was also impatient with waiting.
We had discussed this issue together in the duty room of North High-Speed Railway Station before.
The final conclusion was that there must be something wrong with this white-haired old man, and the problem was not small.
