I'm on duty in Yinshi

Chapter 547 When the finger is pointed at you (five)

Li Kui glanced at him: "Did you hear what I just said?"

"Roger that!"

Lin Feng immediately stood up and saluted.

"Oh, right."

The corners of Li Kui's lips curled up slightly, and he immediately pursed his lips and said:
"Last time, I asked you to investigate whether Qian Bin has friends or business partners who paint around. Has there been any result?"

"There should be results."

Lin Feng seemed to be thinking about something, he paused and said, "I'll send the information to your phone later."

"Okay, I'll go to Liu Hua first."

Li Kui waved his hand.

Looking again, the person has disappeared.

At this time, Lin Feng scratched his head in distress, and muttered, "Lin Feng, Lin Feng, you should be more careful."

One must know that at the scene of the murder, that is to say, there was a strange and terrifying blood painting on the wall of Qian Bin's home, but Yu Fusheng couldn't draw it at all with his ability, which meant that Yu Fusheng was probably framed.

About this point, he didn't even think of it!
Immediately, Lin Feng took out his patrol card from his pocket, stared at the number on it, and took a deep breath.

For a moment.

"Hey, master, I have important information to tell you."

……

……

the other side.

Li Kui folded the yellow talisman with Liu Hua's birth date into a paper crane, and blew lightly.

Immediately, I saw that the paper crane came to life in an instant, took the wind and flew into the sky, flew straight to the other side of the city, passed many high-rise buildings, and finally settled on the steel beams of an art gallery.

After a while, Li Kui suddenly appeared from the crowd without causing any disturbance.

"coincide?"

He raised his eyes and looked forward, sneering and mocking: "Hmph, how can there be such a coincidence."

At the same time, the paper crane flapped its wings and flew to the fingertips, opened its mouth like a living thing, and uttered a silent cry.

"It seems that Liu Hua's exact location cannot be found, but it should be inside."

Li Kui put away the paper cranes and walked into the art museum in a hurry.

When he came in and took a look, Fang couldn't help but sigh how magnificent the art museum is. The area is comparable to a football field, with four floors. The overall color is soft silver-gray, giving people a feeling of walking into a palace.

There are a variety of paintings and sculptures, and people in suits and shoes come and go.

Li Kui thought for a moment.

In an instant, divine thoughts instantly covered the art gallery, sweeping over every face.

'Strange, there is no Liu Hua? '

Li Kui couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although he is not very proficient in divination and finding people, he has learned a lot from Uncle Jiu. With his current state, it is more than enough to find an ordinary person with his birth date!

Is Liu Hua's situation the same as Yu Fusheng's?
At this moment, a crisp message notification sounded from the phone in the pocket of his trousers.

Li Kui took out his mobile phone and clicked on the mailbox.

What caught my eye was a photo of a middle-aged handsome guy on the file.

With shoulder-length hair and melancholy and deep eyes, he looks like an artist at first glance.

Tang Xiyan.

It turned out to be a well-known master in the Daqin painting circle.

In addition to the introduction of his life experience, Lin Feng deliberately marked in red font that Qian Bin had participated in the Binhai Art Exhibition in recent years, and the organizer of the art exhibition was Tang Xiyan.

and many more……

This person, just saw it!
Li Kui's eyes were cold and deep, and he looked straight into the depths of the art museum.

This is a unique painting.

In the majestic hall, there was a man kneeling with his hands bound by iron chains, and a dozen men, women and children in the surrounding jury box verbally criticized the man with emotional expressions.

And in front of the painting, stood a middle-aged man with his arms around him.

"Director Tang."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind.

Tang Xiyan reluctantly looked away, turned around, and found that it was a strange man.

"you are?"

"The patrolling department catches the head, Li Kui."

Li Kui took out his arrest warrant and said in a deep voice, "I have a few questions about a case that I would like to ask Director Tang."

"A police officer?"

Tang Xiyan looked at the certificate, was silent for a while, and then said gently: "If I know it, I should tell the truth."

"Have you seen this painting?"

Li Kui raised his hand and handed the portrait to Tang Xiyan.

The above painting is exactly the same as the blood painting in Qian Bin's home.

Tang Xiyan took it curiously, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help commenting:
"Although this painting is a bit weird, it can be seen that the painting skills are very solid."

Immediately, he smiled embarrassedly: "But I have never seen this painting before."

"That's it."

Li Kui nodded slightly, and continued to ask, "Does Curator Tang know Qian Bin?"

"Qian Bin?"

Hearing this strange name, Tang Xiyan couldn't help frowning, shook his head and said:
"I'm sorry, Catcher Li, I don't know him."

"do not know?!"

Li Kui said in surprise, "But he came to your art exhibition."

"Hahaha."

Tang Xiyan was amused by Li Kui, he covered his mouth with his slender fingers and laughed uncontrollably:

"I'm sorry Li Butou, but your words are a bit funny. Do you know how many times a year I hold art exhibitions? Every time there are countless people who come to the art exhibition, do I have to know everyone?"

"Sorry, I was a bit abrupt."

Li Kui smiled indifferently: "But Qian Bin is in the timber business, so hasn't he cooperated with Director Tang?"

"Uh."

Hearing this sentence, Tang Xiyan's face was quite speechless, even with a trace of impatience, he suppressed his anger and said, "The timber business and art are completely different, and have nothing to do with each other. How can they be confused?"

Finally, he lowered his voice:
"Captain Li, please don't come here to make fun of me."

"I'm sorry, Director Tang." Li Kui put his hands in his pockets and shrugged slightly: "After all, Qian Bin is related to a very big case, and we can't let go of any clues. Please forgive me."

Tang Xiyan opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

He just looked back at the oil painting in front of him.

"Is this drawn by curator Tang?"

But Li Kui walked up to him and asked curiously while looking at the painting.

"Ah."

This time Tang Xiyan's attitude was much colder.

"Looks like an interesting painting."

Li Kui looked at the man in the painting and said casually:
"What crime did he commit that caused so many people to hate him so much?"

"crime?"

At this moment, Tang Xiyan seemed to have heard the big joke, and was too lazy to argue with Li Kui, a layman, and simply said, "You can't just look at the surface of everything. In fact, everyone around you is his demon."

"Heart demon?"

Li Kui asked with interest: "Why is this connected with the heart demon?"

"Look carefully at the man in the painting."

Tang Xiyan's gaze was a bit complicated: "His eyes are closed, but his expression is joyful and carefree. The chains he is holding represent his own shackles, but the edges of the chains look like they are about to break.

"That means he's going to let go of his demons."

"Curator Tang's insight!"

Li Kui clapped his hands.

"..."

Tang Xiyan turned to look at him, and said bluntly, "If Catcher Li has nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

"Okay, don't send it."

Li Kui is still looking at the oil painting in front of him.

There was an elevator not far away, and Tang Xiyan walked in directly.

But just as the elevator door was about to close, Li Kui turned around suddenly and said, "By the way, Director Tang, I just saw Liu Hua walk in. Did you see him?"

The sound seemed to be echoing in the ears.

Tang Xiyan's lips moved: "He doesn't..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his heart tightened instantly, and he quickly shut up.

Fortunately, the distance is far away, and it is expected that the other party will not be able to hear it.

In the next second, the elevator door slammed shut.

(End of this chapter)