After half an hour.

The dossier about Gu Xiaomeng's suicide was projected on the screen of the analysis meeting.

"There is no problem with Zhao Danyang." Chen Yan gave such a judgment.

"However, he told me about Ding Suxi and the grievances between Zhao Mingwei and him today."

"Even how Zhao Dezhi and Lin Xiuying treated him, but..."

"Zhao Danyang is the only one who didn't mention Gu Xiaomeng."

"You know, according to the director of the art park Wang Zhe, it is well known that Gu Xiaomeng likes Zhao Danyang."

"However, Gu Xiaomeng committed suicide a year and a half ago."

"why?"

"Is it because Zhao Danyang doesn't accept her?"

Li Yang, the captain of the Hulu City Detective Unit 2, is in charge of the report.

"At the beginning, this case was taken over by our second detective team."

Liyang certainly had an impression of this case.

And, it's quite impressive.

When Chen Yan said Gu Xiaomeng's name just now, Li Yang thought of this case.

"We were called to the police in February last year."

"Someone wants to jump off a high-rise residential building in the art park."

"At that time, we called the police as soon as possible, but it was too late."

"Gu Xiaomeng, the suicidal consciousness at that time was very firm. The person who called the police was a resident living in a high-rise building. From the time she found her on the roof, she jumped down only half a minute after calling the police."

Click.

The photo switching on the screen was the photo after Gu Xiaomeng jumped off the building.

Because the building is very high, with more than 20 floors.

After Gu Xiaomeng jumped off the building, he died on the spot.

"We found a suicide note on Gu Xiaomeng."

Click.

Photo switching.

It is Gu Xiaomeng's suicide note.

Because the impact of Gu Xiaomeng's fall was so great at that time, the suicide note was already infected with blood.

"We extracted the text information at that time through some technical means."

Click, the photo switches again.

"Get out of this world."

"Please tell my parents, no one killed me, I just wanted to leave."

"Hopefully I can go to hell."

Finish!

"We checked Gu Xiaomeng's handwriting during her lifetime and conducted a handwriting identification. The suicide note was written by her herself."

There is nothing suspicious about the case.

There is a suicide note to prove that the will to commit suicide is firm.

but……

"Why does she want to go to **** herself?"

Chen Yan frowned when he looked at the last sentence on the suicide note.

Li Yang saw Chen Yan's doubts: "Team Leader Chen, the last sentence of the suicide note, we also had some doubts at the time."

"However, when we were sorting out Gu Xiaomeng's belongings, we found a painting."

Click, the photos on the screen are switched again.

It's a sketch.

Gu Xiaomeng's self-portrait.

There is a paragraph above.

"Heaven is too far away, the world is not worth it, after death, I hope I can enter hell..."

Huang Guojun looked at Chen Yan: "Team Leader Chen, do you think this case has anything to do with the killing of the four Zhao Dezhi...?"

Associated?

Chen Yan was not sure.

However, he just felt a little strange.

"I had a very deep contact with Zhao Danyang today." Chen Yan frowned slightly.

"It stands to reason that he shouldn't hide Gu Xiaomeng's death, or that he should mention it to me..."

Click!

The information on the projection screen switches again.

It is a transcript of Chen Qi, a deliveryman from Hungry or Hungry.

"From the current point of view, what Chen Qi said is basically true."

"Including Zhao Mingwei's violation of Zhao Danyang, and the matter of drugging Ding Suxi... It's all true."

"However, he also said, 'He said that Zhao Danyang violated two sisters-in-law'..."

How to understand this?

Zhao Danyang has only one girlfriend, Ding Suxi.

"If, I mean if, Zhao Mingwei knows that Gu Xiaomeng likes Zhao Danyang..."

"So, is it possible that Zhao Mingwei attacked Gu Xiaomeng, and Zhao Danyang... once again chose to compromise?"

"As a result, Gu Xiaomeng committed suicide?"

Qin Chuan frowned.

Huang Guojun was silent.

other people……

are silent.

In this case, everything that happened to Zhao Mingwei seemed to make sense.

This man, what else can he do? !

...

Hassle-free gallery.

Chen Yan came to this gallery again.

Huge line drawing remains.

Inside the Worry-free Gallery, it still feels like another world.

"Officer Chen, why are you here again?"

Chen Yan turned his head and looked at Zhao Danyang, an incredible light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

how can that be?

"Yeah... Zhao Danyang, we meet again."

Zhao Danyang's expression didn't change, and he didn't seem to hear the change in Chen Yu's tone.

"Did you just not finish reading my paintings?"

"Officer Chen, please come here, there are quite a few here..."

"It's all recent work."

Chen Yan smiled, and the unbelief in his eyes disappeared: "Mr. Zhao, you call me a police officer, which makes me a little uncomfortable."

"Really?" Zhao Danyang smiled: "Then what should I call you?"

"Mr. Chen."

"Okay, Mr. Chen, please..."

Chen Yan took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, entered a few lines of text, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and an unknown smile flashed.

"Mr. Chen, this way please."

Going around the showroom, on the back, is a large studio: "These are recent paintings, and they haven't had time to put on the wall."

"I haven't come yet and show you these."

There is an oil painting on the easel.

It is a picture of the rising sun.

However, it seems that it is still a little bit short, and it is not completed.

"Mr. Zhao, this painting...isn't finished yet?"

Zhao Danyang nodded: "This painting was started a week ago, and the corners are still a little short. It will be completed in two days."

Chen Yan nodded, and it could be seen that Zhao Danyang was very satisfied with this painting.

The sun rises in the east, and the light reappears.

Everything is a new beginning.

However, the more Chen Yan looked at it, the more strange it became.

"Mr. Zhao... Have you always painted this painting yourself?"

Painting is good painting.

Composition, coloring, layers are all very good.

However, Chen Yan felt a little awkward.

In oil painting, the most important thing is color matching.

Every qualified oil painter has his own characteristics in color matching.

This characteristic will be reflected in the modulation of the same color.

For example, for the modulation of red, for ordinary oil painters, different results will appear once modulation.

It's hard to be the same every time.

However, good painters can guarantee consistency every time they modulate the same shade of red.

It is these special consistency that makes oil painting unique.

However, the painting in front of Chen Yan gave Chen Yan the feeling that two people were painting.

The same color, although it looks the same, the texture of the color, the feeling conveyed, is not harmonious.

It was as if two different people had different understandings of the rising sun.

One is bright and warm, and the other is soft and warm.

"Of course I drew it myself." Zhao Danyang's smile was as bright as ever.

However, in Chen Yan's eyes, there is no sincerity like just now.

During this meeting, Chen Yan rarely spoke.

Zhao Danyang became more talkative.

Tell more about paintings.

"Mr. Chen, I think you are also someone who knows how to draw. Would you like to choose a pair from me?"

"Don't worry, I'll give you a discount!"

Chen Yan: "..."

Do you really take me as a guest who buys paintings?

Buzz!

Chen Yan's cell phone rang.

It is a WeChat notification.

The contacts on the screen... Wang Min.

Turning on the phone, Chen Yan just glanced at it and turned off the screen.

Chen Yan raised his head again, and his eyes on Zhao Danyang changed.

"how is this possible?"

Chen Yan circled around Zhao Danyang.

Visual Gene Lock is on!

Combined with the ability to freeze the picture, Chen Yan has two faces in his mind.

The images formed by the two faces overlap, one detail contrasting with another.

what!

Sure enough Sure enough, there are still different places.

"Mr. Chen... are you?"

Zhao Danyang was a bit baffled by Chen Yan.

"Mr. Zhao... that's not right!"

Chen Yan looked at Zhao Danyang curiously.

"Should I call you Mr. Zhao...or Mr. Jim..."

Ignoring Zhao Danyang's shocked expression, Chen Yan looked at Zhao Danyang's brows: "Did you find out for yourself?"

"Your lips are a millimeter thicker than his, your left eyebrow is shorter...and your ears!"

"Your left ear and lip are one millimeter longer than his?"

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