Otherworldly Merchant

I carefully put it together and watched it around for a long time.

Li Yuntian also discovered the fire furnace and took a sip of cool air and said: “Is he also using the fire furnace to find the footprints of the executioner in the painting? ”

I immediately knelt down, hoping to see footprints, but didn't find them.

I wonder what this King Cold is going to do.

Out of curiosity, I opened the furnace with iron pliers and found it burned like it wasn't charcoal.

Because the charcoal burns to the end and turns into white gray, but the ash inside is black, and it's moved with a pair of iron pliers, and it's very soft.

I asked Li Yuntian seriously: "Officer Li, if a person is burned by a fire, the skin outside has not been burned clean, what color will the residue leave? ”

Listen to me, Li Yuntian couldn't help but tremble: “Mr. Zhang, what do you mean? ”

I picked up the iron pliers without saying a word, clamped out the dark stuff in the stove, and slowly spread it out and said: “Do you think this black piece of scum looks like human skin...”

Li Yuntian was shocked. He reached out his hand and couldn't help but burn. He put a small piece of scum on his hand and sniffed it on the tip of his nose. It took a moment to sweat: “It's skin tissue, but it doesn't exclude animal fur. ”

“Yeah.” I nodded. “But why burn the skin? This season, silly - forced to order a big stove at home. ”

Yin Xinyue suddenly had some sudden enlightenment and said: “I know, Wang Leng must be afraid of being recognized by us, so he ruined his face! ”

I laughed instantly: “You're so funny, even if you want to ruin your face, you don't have to cut off your whole face and burn it. Not to mention that no one in this world would be so cruel to themselves. I think the other party must have had to do this, for example, by the executioner. ”

“The executioner was here too?” As soon as I mentioned the executioner, Yin Xinyue and Li Yuntian began to look unusual.

However, this is clearly the most reasonable explanation at present.

I thought about it for a long time, and in the end I thought that if Wang Cold didn't die, I would definitely come back. Because he has to eat, it's impossible to leave this house full of antiques without it. After careful deliberation, I decided to stay here tonight and wait for the rabbit.

Li Yuntian offered to join me, and I promised. Yin Xinyue, the lively owner of love, is naturally with us.

We bought something to eat outside, filled our stomachs and waited at Wang Leng's house. It is still early, Wang Leng should choose to come back in the middle of the night when no one is home. I was free to start watching the antiques of Wang Leng's collection.

Wang Leng is indeed a powerful antique dealer. His ancient games range from the warring countries to the bright and clear. Although there are some counterfeits, most of them are authentic products of high artistic value.

I guess the reason we didn't do it was because we were on the wrong track.

After all, there's not much left to digest for these ancient black games, and you have to deal with one piece.

I asked Li Yuntian, what are the police going to do with all the bad old games? Li Yuntian shook his head and laughed bitterly, saying that there was nothing he could do. He could not do much. China's laws and regulations in this regard are not sound, and these guys like to drill hollows. If the police do not find conclusive evidence that these relics come from underground, he can do nothing about Wang Leng.

I sighed for a long time, saying how much good China is, it was ruined by these scumbags!

It's getting darker, probably psychological, and all of a sudden I think this room is starting to get dreadful. Li Yuntian and Yin Xinyue also obviously felt this strange atmosphere, their faces were not good, and they didn't dare to wander around the room at will. I was afraid that these ancient toys were all 'shady'.

But I don't think it's very likely. Yin, is very rare. Some antique merchants may never get a scratch once in their lives. The main reason I'm in frequent contact is because I'm a shady trader and I don't know where the shady runs.

I walked into the bedroom with two people and watched the living room inside. I wonder if Wang Leng will be back tonight. If we don't come back, we'll have to stay longer.

It is necessary to find the origin of the ancient painting as soon as possible, otherwise even if Grandpa were alive, there would be no way to solve the murderer in the painting.

Time passes, minute by second, and in this shady room, there's a sense of year-to-day. The neighborhood has been completely quiet since around 9: 00, without even a street light.

We didn't even turn on the lights in the room. We were scared to shock Wang Leng. With the cold moonlight, I could barely tell the shadows of Li Yuntian and Yin Xinyue.

I've been worried. What if there's more shadows in the room? In the dark, would Li Yuntian or Yin Xinyue smile at me positively? Everything is unknown.

The more you think about it, the more scared you are, the more scared you are!

Morning, 1: 00 a.m., 2: 00 a.m....

Until 4: 00 or 5: 00 in the morning, the living room was still very quiet and quiet.

This quiet atmosphere makes me feel more and more insecure. Something's wrong. But I can't tell you exactly what's wrong.

Until someone started working early in the neighborhood, that feeling in my mind disappeared.

I waved at the two of them helplessly and said: "Yesterday was no good, Wang Leng didn't come back. ”

Listening to me, Li Yuntian and Yin Xinyue were relieved. Looks like they don't want Wang Leng back, because we have no idea what form Wang Leng will come back in?

If we don't come back last night, we have to keep going tonight. I took two people downstairs for breakfast, and when I had breakfast, Li Yuntian suddenly answered a phone call. After hanging up, Li Yuntian's face suddenly started to look unusual.

From the look on his face, I knew something must have happened. If not, under my questioning, Li Yuntian told me that the ancient painting was missing...

Hearing him say that, my heart snapped and I asked him when it was. Li Yuntian shook his head and said that it should have been yesterday night, during the routine inspection by the civilian police this morning, that the ancient painting was missing.

I whispered, then asked Li Yuntian to take me to the murder scene immediately.

This may be Wang Leng's plan to leave the mountain, send us to his house, and he will steal the ancient paintings himself.

We arrived at the scene and several policemen were at the door. After seeing Li Yuntian, he immediately came up to report the situation to Li Yuntian.

“Last night everything was fine, no one even came to the third floor. But that painting somehow disappeared..."

I immediately asked, "Are you sure no one came up last night? Were there any strange things happening on duty? Tell me every possible detail. ”

That guard cop bit again, everything's fine.

I took a deep breath and said, "Open the door, I'm going in! ”

The police opened the door immediately and I noticed that the door was locked and it was not possible to enter through the main door unless there was a key.

Once inside, everything was perfectly normal, no visions, no footprints left, only the ancient painting hung on the wall was missing.

I went to hang ancient paintings and didn't find any clues.

Li Yuntian whispered in my ear: “Could it be... that the deceased stole the ancient painting? ”

I didn't know what to do either. I had to ask Li Yuntian to see if the body was still in the morgue.

Li Yuntian immediately brought us to the morgue. The morgue is as cold as ever, shady. The body was removed, and there were no anomalies.

I'm gonna take a sip of cold air. Shit, what the hell is going on?