Officer Shu suddenly opened the door of the tea room. Zhao Guanren was sitting alone behind the easel, concentrating on painting something. Next to him was a sea of tea and a desk. Opposite him was a wooden sofa, Xiao Lan's coat and
The bras were all thrown on top.
"Zhao Guanren! How can you use torture to extract a confession? Xing Le is definitely not the murderer..."
Xiao Lan ran in angrily. Her legs were bare and she was wearing a pair of slippers, and her upper body was only wrapped in a printed towel blanket. You didn't need to guess that she was only wearing underwear, so she wrapped herself in the blanket and went out in a hurry.
"You are so anxious to protect your senior brother, you are having an affair with him..."
Zhao Guanren continued to draw without raising his head. Officer Shu closed the door, but Xiao Lan said angrily: "Keep your mouth clean. It doesn't matter if you don't understand art, but you can't insult my personality. Don't see it."
Just take off your clothes and think about going to bed!”
"Is stripping naked considered art, then running naked can be considered performance art..."
Zhao Guanren sneered and turned the easel over. The angry Xiao Lan was suddenly startled. On the canvas was an unfinished oil painting by Xing Baimao. In addition to her facial features and long hair, her graceful figure had been outlined, even the details of her body.
Didn't even let it go.
"How about it? I can be considered an artist..."
Zhao Guanren stood up with a scornful smile. He actually used sketching to complete the unfinished oil painting, and drew Xiao Lan's face entirely from memory. Not only was the painting lifelike, but the sketch and oil painting were combined, and there was also a very
A strange look and feel.
"I'm not in the mood to talk about art with you, I'm talking about you beating people..."
Xiao Lan stared at him coldly, and Zhao Guanren picked up a piece of rice paper from the desk, wrote a few lines of words vigorously on it, and asked: "Do you really understand art? How do you evaluate Master Qiu's calligraphy?
What font did he use and what did he write?"
"This is Xiaozhuan. The master's calligraphy is thin, straight, sonorous and powerful..."
Xiao Lan raised her head proudly and said: "This poem is called "The Needle". A needle is hammered with thousands of hammers, and the cloth is moved up and down. The eyes are long on the buttocks. I only recognize the clothes but not the people. You do art and I do it.
You, stick your butt out and call me brother, wait a minute! Who added two more sentences?"
"This is the poem I wrote to you, and this one is the calligraphy of Lao Qiu..."
Zhao Guanren picked up another piece of calligraphy for comparison and said sarcastically: "Lao Qiu's calligraphy is bullshit. He can only imitate cats and tigers. Only those who don't understand think it is good calligraphy. And you don't know how to pretend to understand in order to improve your own character."
, insisting on art, thinking that taking off your clothes means dedicating yourself to art, it is simply ridiculous!"
"..."
Xiao Lan's face turned pale instantly, and all the arrogance on his face disappeared.
"You are also someone who has studied painting. Your senior brother will draw your breasts first and then your lower body. Even a fool knows what he is thinking..."
Zhao Guanren suddenly turned off the emergency light on the table and turned on a purple flashlight. Unexpectedly, Xiao Lan suddenly exclaimed. There were many light-spotted fingerprints on her body, from her cheeks to her neck, from her thighs to her chest, especially on her chest.
concentrated.
"I knew you were being serious, but I didn't expect you to be so coquettish..."
Zhao Guanren said sarcastically: "I asked someone to exchange ham with Baimao, and what I gave him was full of bleach, and you asked him to touch it all over, so you have his fingerprints all over your body. Are you still being tough now, Mr. Xiao, you guys?"
Are you making art or making people?"
"What on earth do you want to do? Who doesn't have any privacy..."
Xiao Lan hugged her body and cried: "I made a mistake with Lao Xing before, but it was because we drank too much. This time Wu Yuanyuan said that she had a lover, and being with Lao Xing was torture. Please tell me
Xing Hao, I am single now and have the right to be with anyone!"
"You are a widow, your husband has never had his first birthday, and you get together with a married man. Do you still want a green face..."
Zhao Guanren suddenly turned on the emergency lights, shined his light on her face and said: "Look at your behavior, half-dressed and wearing makeup, how are you different from the bitch on the roadside? Have you ever thought about burning some paper for your husband?"
, Shangzhuxiang? Liu Tianliang is really blind when he meets a slut like you!"
"No matter how coquettish I am, I won't let you fuck me, and it has nothing to do with you..."
Xiao Lan was extremely angry and shouted: "Zhao Guanren! Don't think you are so great, you are just a scheming hypocrite, and you let the real murderer play around. We were making out before Lao Zhou's corpse was transformed, and he just tore off the condom,
Is this someone who is going to run away?"
"Pa~"
Xiao Lan took out an unpackaged condom from his chest and smashed it at his feet, while Zhao Guanren took out a recording pen, held it up in his hand and said with a smile: "You lying bitch, now I will
Let me tell you how stupid you are!"
"The Crystal Palace Lantern must be fake. Anyone with a brain knows that it is priceless..."
Just listen to Xing Baimao lamenting: "There is a high imitation team that supplies us with goods to fool those local leopards who love to show off. Xiao Lan doesn't understand this either. She will believe whatever we say, but I just cheat and make money."
, money laundering and killing have nothing to do with me!"
Haitang asked: "Why did you kill someone to set up a scandal? How did you kill the salesperson? What did she know?"
"The black account is the account of Black Sail Company. If we don't burn it, we will be found to have colluded. But I don't know why Lao Zhou killed the salesperson..."
Xing Baimao said in frustration: "I don't agree with killing, but he had to kill the person to make the tiger leave the mountain, so he stunned the salesperson first, carried it out with the security guard, and hung it on a tree. The ghost was a mask and a bed sheet.
Those who hang on the bamboo pole to scare Yan Ruyu can crawl into the Datong Hall through the sewers!"
"Who is the little security guard? Is he a thug from Zhou Chaofeng..."
"His distant nephew, there are a lot of dirty things here, we must use our own people..."
Zhao Guanren suddenly fast forwarded, and suddenly he heard Xing Baimao howl miserably: "Ah! Don't fight, I said, I took Xiao Lan away not to love her, but to find her husband. They set up a hospital in Baishazhou
The resettlement camp is heavily guarded!"
Xiao Lan exclaimed: "My husband is not dead?"
"We called her husband during the disaster, and it was Xiao Yi's subordinate who answered the phone, saying that he had lost contact..."
Xing Baimao gasped and said: "We don't know if he is dead or not, but we need someone to back us up when we go to Baishazhou. If we send Xiao Lan away, Xiao Yi will definitely be grateful to us. Even if Xiao Yi is dead, his brothers will not
They will treat us badly!"
Haitang asked forcefully: "Then you still dare to mess with Xiao Lan, aren't you afraid that Xiao Yi will kill you?"
"This is not the first time Xiao Lan and I have slept together a few years ago..."
Xing Baimao suddenly whispered: "I definitely didn't poison, and Li Yungang and Dong Ziping couldn't kill Lao Zhou. I suspect that Xiao Lan was playing a trick. She noticed what happened a few years ago, killed Lao Zhou and then blamed me.
, that slut is not a fuel-efficient lamp either!"
"What happened a few years ago, tell me clearly..."
Haitang asked suspiciously, Zhao Guanren stared at Xiao Lan's face carefully, and Xiao Lan also leaned over in surprise, staring at the recorder in his hand.
"Three years ago, Zhou Chaofeng told me that he could get Xiao Lan to sleep with me on condition that my wife sleep with him for one night. We were both drunk at the time, so I agreed without even thinking about it..."
Xing Baimao said: "Half a month later, I organized a class reunion. After dinner, Xiao Lan started to feel bad. As soon as she got in the car, she asked me if I still loved her. As soon as I said I loved her, I kissed her. She was with me in the car.
She came here once, and then I took her to the museum again, right in this room!”
"Did you drug her..."
"Zhou Chaofeng said that it is a head-lowering technique. You must take something personal to the opponent and give it to a foreign head-lowering master. Moreover, the more sultry a woman is, the stronger her reaction will be. Xiao Lan falls into this category..."
Xing Baimao said: "My wife came unexpectedly that night, so I had to go downstairs to deal with her. When I came back, Xiao Lan was already making out with Zhou Chaofeng and kept calling him husband. I felt disgusted and left, and Zhou
Chao Feng played with her until dawn!"
"He's talking nonsense!!!"
Xiao Lan lost her composure and shouted: "I have never slept with Zhou Chaofeng. It was him all the time that night. I am not such a wanton woman!"
"It took me two days to realize something was wrong. Xiao Lan actually didn't remember Lao Zhou. She was very reserved when she saw him, but as long as I said I missed her, she would immediately open a room and wait for me..."
Xing Baimao added: "I played with her for about ten days. One time when we were playing so crazy by the lake, she suddenly had a massive hemorrhage. When we got to the hospital, we found out that she was two months pregnant. It must be her husband's child.
After the miscarriage, her attitude changed drastically and she never answered my calls again!"
"Did she notice that she was lowered..."
"She probably didn't find out by herself, but Lao Zhou was exposed..."
Xing Baimao said: "Lao Zhou likes to take pictures when playing with women. He probably also took photos of Xiao Lan. He may have used the photos to threaten Xiao Lan and help him steal a boat or something. Xiao Lan is very face-conscious and has to go to other cities to rent a house. She did such a scandal.
How can I bear it? Xiao Lan must have poisoned him!"
"Click~"
Zhao Guanren suddenly paused the playback, and Xiao Lan's face was ashen and dull.
"I, I didn't poison, and Zhou Chaofeng didn't threaten me. I don't remember sleeping with him..."
Xiao Lan held his arm and knelt down, crying and begging: "I'm sorry! I had an affair and lost the child. I don't dare to let people know, but I don't want to become a slut who can do anything for anyone. Please
Please save me and untie my headband!"
"Wow~"
Zhao Guanren poured a glass of water on her face, squatted down and grabbed her hair, saying: "You keep lying to me without telling the truth. I will give you one last chance to find out whether you are a soul killer or not."
If you confess, you will always be a piece of shit!"
"I, I am not a soul slayer. I was afraid that you would find out about Xing Le and me, so I lied..."
Xiao Lan cried and said: "During that time, I was like a man possessed. As long as Xing Le teased me on the phone, I wanted to have sex with him immediately. I sensed something was wrong, but I didn't expect that there would be a fall.
, I really thought that I had a nasty nature, so I hated myself so much that I wanted to commit suicide many times!”
"The murderer is neither you nor Xing Le. Could it be that he was poisoned by an old enemy..."
Zhao Guanren frowned and let go of her hair, but Xiao Lan cried and shook his head: "I don't know, but I was really a good girl before. I only had one boyfriend before marriage. I was wrongly accused of sleeping with the leader, which ruined my reputation."
It’s so bad, I’ve been single for seven years!”
"Boss! I found something..."
Haitang suddenly knocked on the door, walked in and handed over a tablet. On it was a naked photo of Xiao Lan, hugging Zhou Chaofeng and kissing her with blurred eyes. Xiao Lan exclaimed in fright, eyes wide open.
I fainted as soon as I turned it over.
"Ha~ Boss, guess who this woman is..."
Haitang pulled out another photo. In the photo, there was a petite and beautiful young woman, who was also making out with Zhou Chaofeng in an unsightly manner. But besides the person taking the photo, there was also a fat man playing with his mobile phone.
Zhao Guanren stood up suddenly and said in shock: "Could it be Lei Ye's wife?"
"That's right! Wu Yuanyuan has identified it. This is Lei Ye's wife Wang Hongyu..."
Haitang smiled and said: "What Zhou Chaofeng wanted to burn was not only the black account, but also the USB flash drive hidden in the picture frame. But God is not as good as man. In order to facilitate the dismantling of Xiao Lan's oil paintings, the fat man took all three paintings into Datong
In the library, there are also Wu Yuanyuan, Jiang Yuping, Madam Qiu, Ye Mingyan, etc. on the USB flash drive, all of them are wives of high-ranking officials!"
"And Mrs. Qiu? Why is the lowering of the head so powerful..."
Zhao Guanren looked at her in surprise, but Haitang drew another picture and said, "You must have seen this woman before. She is Mary Sue who stole the corpse poison serum. She is also one of them, but among them
It’s not a surrender at all!”
Haitang took out a few small medicine bottles from his pocket and said with a smile: "This is the real culprit that turned Xiao Lan into a slut. Look at the steel seals on these bottles!"