No. 7 Fish House

Yang Mingzhen looked at the empty cell with a gloomy expression. The Shen brothers guarding the cell did not dare to vent their anger. They were woken up by Yang Mingzhen splashing water just now.Two days ago, they were arranged by Yang Mingzhen to this secret cell. He Fu, the owner of No. [-] Fish House, guarded them. Now there is nothing in the cell.

"Where is the person I asked you to guard?" Yang Mingzhen asked sharply.

Shen Dawu lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Mingzhen, and whispered, "Last night, someone attacked us, and we fell to the ground before we could make a move."

Shen Xiaowen nodded cooperatively: "Yes, I felt like I was bitten by something on my neck at the time, and there are still traces here." He stretched out his neck to Yang Mingzhen, and there was a small bruise on the white neck. Red dots, the size of sesame seeds.

Xing Ting leaned over to look, "What bit this?"

"I don't know, it looks like a snake?" Shen Dawu touched his neck and said, "It crawled up to my neck without a sound, and before I could react, it bit me.

"Impossible." Shen Xiaowen said doubtfully, "How can there be such a thin snake, not as thick as my finger."

After hearing these words, Yang Mingzhen glanced at Xing Ting coldly, and was slightly angry: "You believe it now, he is so powerful, how could something happen to him! This is not bitten by a snake at all, it is the red thread released by him, you and I've seen the power of that red line."

Xing Ting knew that there was a red line on He Fu's palm. He thought it was just a scar at first, but he didn't know it was He Fu's weapon until he saw it a few times. .The red line is very sharp, and it really looks like a thin snake as it walks among the crowd.

But he still felt that there was no reason for He Fu to run away. If He Fu really wanted to run away, he would have run away long ago. Why wait until Yang Mingzhen went to No. [-] fish restaurant to catch himself?

Yang Mingzhen walked into He Fu's cell. He saw the few drops of blood on the ground. He bent down and reached out to touch it. The blood had dried up.

Xing Ting followed him into the cell, looked at the blood on the ground, and asked, "Could this blood be his?"

Yang Mingzhen didn't speak, his eyes kept staring at the ground. The ground of the cell was uneven. Due to the rain a few days ago, a lot of water had entered here and mixed with the mud on the ground, which could clearly harden human footprints. go up.

The footprints on the ground are very chaotic, and it seems that there has been a battle in this place.

Xing Ting immediately shouted: "There is a second person!"

"Maybe this person attacked the Shen family brothers and took He Fu away." He was still defending He Fu, "That person is the real murderer!"

Yang Mingzhen stood up, looked at Xing Ting, and said coldly: "Why do you believe so much that he won't run away?"

"He has no reason to run away. If he wants to run away, do you think you will be able to catch him?" Xing Ting asked back.

Yang Mingzhen patted Xing Ting's shoulder, grabbed it firmly and said, "Then what if I tell you that the purpose of his coming here is to take that person away?"

"Who?"

"That monster covered in fish scales, the murderer in the Zhang family case." Yang Mingzhen said angrily, "That man was locked in the next room, and now he is gone!"

"Even so, do you still trust him?"

Xing Ting stared blankly at Yang Mingzhen, "This is impossible..."

The shadow fish has been caught here for so long, He Fu didn't make a move, but at this most dangerous time, He Fu took the shadow fish away.what is this?

Xing Ting walked towards the cell where Yingyu was held, the door was open, and there was nothing inside except a room full of fishy smell.

At this moment, a police officer ran in, and he walked towards Yang Mingzhen quickly, "Captain Yang, we found it."

The two whispered in their ears for a while, Yang Mingzhen nodded slightly, and waved his hand to signal the police officer to step back.

Yang Mingzhen looked at Xing Ting and said, "Since you trust him so much, then I will take you to meet someone and let him tell you personally."

The four of them came out of the secret cell. It was already bright outside, and Yang Mingzhen led Xing Ting to the interrogation room.

At the door of the interrogation room, Xing Ting saw Xiao Jia.

"Master Xiao." Yang Mingzhen walked towards Xiao Jia, Xiao Jia raised his head to see him, and grinned, "Hello, Officer Yang."

"According to the information you provided, we finally found two people, and found that they are both well-known painters in the city." Yang Mingzhen said straight to the point, "Now, these two people are in the interrogation room, you and I Go in and identify the person who gave you the painting before."

"Okay." Xiao Jia was very happy. As long as he can catch the painter and find out the murderer, his suspicion can be cleared. This is the best thing. Those people outside the province regard him as a murderer.

When passing by Xing Ting, Xiao fake subconsciously glanced at this young man, he always felt that this person was very familiar to him.

Yang Mingzhen pushed the door and entered, and shouted to Xing Ting who was standing stupidly outside: "You also come in."

The three walked into the interrogation room and saw two middle-aged men sitting at the table.

"This is the man we found. According to Mr. Xiao's description, the man's height and shape are very consistent. It's because you can't remember the face, so this matter is a bit troublesome." Yang Mingzhen said.

Xiao pretended to wave his hand and said, "No trouble, no trouble."

As he spoke, he approached the two men.

The man in the brown coat and gloves was a good-looking man in his early thirties, but with a beard, he looked ten years older than the other man.Xiao faked a smile and said, "Can you speak to me?"

Although he didn't see the man's face clearly, he remembered the man's voice.

The man raised his head and glanced at Yang Mingzhen next to Xiao Jia. Yang Mingzhen put his hands behind his back, majestic and domineering, "Do as he said."

The man felt a little wronged, "It's really not me...I, I don't know what to say?"

Xiao Jia chuckled: "It turned out to be a stammer, so it shouldn't be you."

Then, he looked at the man on the left, dressed in black, his appearance was a little uglier than the man just now, Xiao false let the man speak as usual.

"Who painted "The Picture of a Lady Waving a Fan"?"

The man thought for a while and replied, "Zhou Jingxuan."

Xiao Xiao smiled slightly: "Then what is his painting style?"

"The clothes are simple and strong, the colors are soft and beautiful, and the richness is the body."

Xiao Jia turned around and asked, "Is that right?"

"Yes." Xing Ting subconsciously said this sentence, "Didn't I say it many times?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had been cheated. He did it on purpose, and he was testing himself.

The smile on Xiao Jia's face deepened, he turned to the man and said, "Actually, I don't know if your answer is correct, but my master knows."

"Officer Yang, I already know who the author of that painting is." When Xiao Jia said this, he was quite proud, and he felt that his brain was much smarter.

Yang Mingzhen said: "Okay, then let the owner Xiao point it out."

Xiao pretended to point to the man in the brown coat, and said passionately, "It's you."

The man suddenly raised his head and said tremblingly, "It's not...it's not me."

"The reason?" Yang Mingzhen asked.

Xiao Xiao said: "The man who came to the Museum of Time and Time to give me paintings that day, he didn't stutter."

"But I... I stuttered." The man explained.

"No, you are pretending." Xiao hypothesized, "There is a scar on the back of that man's right hand. I saw it when he gave me the Dicui bracelet. If you are not, please take off the glove. "

The man didn't dare to take off his gloves. Yang Mingzhen walked over and pulled the gloves hard, only to see a scar the size of a finger on the back of the man's hand.

"It's you!" Xiao Xiao said, "I won't admit it wrong, it's this scar."

The man covered his scar and said tremblingly, "I'm wronged, officer, I'm also a victim. That man threatened me that if I tell the story, my child and I will die."

Yang Mingzhen supported the table with both hands, grabbed the fake beard on his face with one hand and tore it off, glaring angrily: "Tell me everything you know."

Yang Mingzhen cleared away all the extra people around, leaving only three people in the interrogation room.

The man who showed his true face no longer pretended to stutter.

"I was kidnapped there by him. He held a gun to my head and forced me to draw those paintings." The man said, "At that time, he said that he would let me go to Beijiang Park to paint. For the landscape painting, the price he offered really touched my heart, so I went to Beijiang Park with my painting tools."

"Who knew that when I got there, what I saw was not the scenery, but the woman tied to the maple tree by him."

Yang Mingzhen immediately took out two photos, namely Qiu Minglu and Qiu Baimei, he pointed to the people on them and asked, "Which one is it?"

The man felt scared when he saw the woman's face, and pointed at Qiu Baimei tremblingly.

Yang Mingzhen's brows were furrowed, it was really as He Fu guessed, Qiu Baimei died first, and Qiu Minglu died later?

"Where did you go, was this woman still alive?" Yang Mingzhen asked.

"She's still alive," the man said, "but she fell asleep."

Yang Mingzhen asked, "Then why didn't you go and save her?"

The man said aggrievedly: "I want to save him too. Just as I ran over to put her down, the murderer appeared behind me with a gun. He threatened me that if I couldn't finish painting this painting within an hour, he would let this woman die." God, so I quickly sat down and drew according to the angle he chose."

"Then what happened later?" Xing Ting asked.

"After I started painting, the man said that the painting was not exciting enough and he wanted to add something. Then I saw him cut the woman's neck with a knife..."

When Yang Mingzhen heard this, he punched the table, "Pervert!"

The man put his hands on his head and said with some pain: "When I finish this painting, that woman will die..."

"What about her body?" Yang Mingzhen asked.They haven't found Qiu Baimei's body yet.

The man said: "I thought I could go home after painting this painting, but the man said, don't worry about the four paintings of spring, summer, autumn and winter. You can go home to see your living daughter after you finish painting. If you draw a step too late, then Your daughter is dead."

"Then you followed him to the next four places?" Xing Ting said, "There are four women in the painting, who did he kill?"

"Not four." The man raised his head and looked at Yang Mingzhen, "It was one person. He only killed one woman from the beginning to the end. He carried the woman's body on his back and walked to four different places. In the following In the four paintings, the faces of those women are specially painted to look like other people."

Yang Mingzhen and Xing Ting were very surprised, their guess was wrong?I always thought that the murderer was painting, killing four people to pursue a realistic effect, but I didn't expect that he only killed one person?

"What about Qiu Baimei's body? Where is her body?" Yang Mingzhen grabbed the man's shoulder and asked, "Where did you throw her after you finished painting?"

The man was shaken by Yang Mingzhen for a long time before he replied, "I gave you a reminder."

"what?"

"After I finished painting this painting, I was very afraid that he would kill me, so I tampered with it." The man said, "If you put the four paintings together and look at them, you can see the pattern."

"Is it this pattern?" Yang Mingzhen took out the lotus pattern again.

"It's not this one. He asked me to draw this pattern. He said that this painting would be given away, so he asked me to draw it better. I drew a fish." The man suddenly thought of something, "By the way, this lotus flower pattern painting , before the picture of the beauty in hell."

"So you mean, the first order I received was this lotus pattern? After the painting was finished, they collaborated on the second collaboration, the Hell Beauty."

The man nods.

Yang Mingzhen couldn't help asking: "Then have you seen that person's face?"

The man dared not open his mouth. Once he spoke out, the young daughter in his family would be in danger of life.

Yang Mingzhen saw through his thoughts, and said coldly: "I guarantee that your daughter is not in danger. Before you came here, I had already sent people to surround your house."

"As long as you are willing to speak out, I will protect you for as long as the murderer is not caught."

The man struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally chose to believe in Yang Mingzhen.

"He has very fair skin and a baby face that looks very young."

Xing Ting comforted himself from the bottom of his heart, rest assured that there are many fair-looking baby faces in this world, and this is not necessarily He Fu.

"By the way, that person has a red mole on his ear."

Afraid that he didn't speak clearly enough, the man took the initiative to ask, "I can draw it for you to see."

Yang Mingzhen's face was ashen, and his tone was cold: "No need, I already know who he is."

Although he didn't really believe that He Fu did these things before, but now all the evidence points to He Fu, he has to believe it.

"Now I want you to answer my previous question, where is Qiu Baimei's body?"

"Fish House No. [-]."

Xing Ting was taken aback, he never dreamed that the murderer would hide Qiu Baimei's body in No. [-] fish house?

Yang Mingzhen glared: "Don't say another word, or I will treat you as an accomplice."

Xing Ting shut up immediately, he knew that the witnesses and evidences were convincing now, no matter how much he tried to explain, Yang Mingzhen would not believe it.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the No. [-] fish restaurant. Yang Mingzhen led a team of police officers to turn the No. [-] fish restaurant upside down, and finally found Qiu Baimei's body in the utility room of the No. [-] fish restaurant. corpse.

Xing Ting never dreamed that his bedroom in No. [-] Fish House was separated from the utility room by a wall, and that he had slept with Qiu Baimei's corpse for so long?

Thinking of this, he got goosebumps all over his body.

"He Fu is wanted in the whole city." Yang Mingzhen gave an order and said angrily, "Whether he is a man or a ghost, I will catch him."