[Quick Transmigration] The villain's guide to flirting

After the mission was over and he returned to the company, Tang Chen's IQ went online, of course the first thing he had to do was to settle accounts with the system, and said with a smile: "My dear system, you have great ideas in the last world, it's great. "

There was a thud in the system data core, pretending to be calm: "No, no, I have absolutely no idea, I am very conscientious."

Tang Chen just smiled, didn't speak, turned around to find a senior villain, and asked, "What if the system wants to cheat me?"

The senior shrugged: "It's not easy."

Then, he told Tang Chen a story.

It is said that something happened to a system in the past, and in order to punish it, it was locked in a dark room with a bunch of viruses.The white data strips of the system are tightly entangled by the black data strips of the virus. The virus is strong and will not let go of any penetrable loopholes. It is pervasive... After the system came out of the small black room, it cried and started Suspecting the Department of Health, I feel that the data like spicy noodles is incomplete, and has been broken into small pieces of spicy noodles.But the damn virus is still entangled with it, and refuses to let go.

Tang Chen conveyed this story to his own system as a warm reminder.

The system has always thought that it is data, a non-living body, unlike human beings who have various restrictions, but forgot that there are natural enemies such as viruses.After listening to the story, its three views were refreshed, and it shrank into a ball cowardly.

Tang Chen smiled.If it knew that the system in the story was chased by the virus and got together... With this ending, would its three views be shattered?

Tang Chen was very considerate and concealed this fact from it.

After some rest, he continued with the next task.But the feeling of entering the new world this time is a bit wrong. Sure enough, the next moment, the voice of the system came from my mind, saying anxiously: "There is an abnormality in the data, I have to deal with it."

There is even a problem with the plot data, which cannot be passed on.The system only gave Tang Chen a name and escaped.

Chu also.

Tang Chen read these two words on his lips several times, frowning slightly.There are so many cases of duplicate names in this world, isn't it okay? The system wants to leave as soon as it says it will, and give you a bad review when you go back.

If it wasn't for the cooperation for so long, I really want to beat it up.

Tang Chen raised his eyebrows, and said casually, "Come on, system."

In the current situation, we can only play by ear, and pay more attention when encountering potential partners, and then look for opportunities to ask the system later.

Now he can only inherit the memory of the original owner himself.

A small gallery owner, a newcomer in the industry.In today's society, art is a potential market that can be developed, but after all, it is not mature enough, and the requirements for joining this industry are quite high. Many small galleries are crowded and have no breathing room, and they close after a short time. Transfer to someone else.

To open a gallery, the most important thing is network.

Clients are a specific target group, affluent and art-interested collectors.And at the same time, there must be several exclusive contracted painters to provide exhibits for the gallery.The original owner has both. He is also an art major, and he is well-known in the circle. A painting can cost tens of thousands, and a well-drawn painting full of meaning is even more expensive.

He well inherited the reputation of his teacher, the internationally renowned painter Andre Weil. Later, the original owner returned to China to expand the market and opened a small gallery in a quiet town.

The location is not ideal, but the atmosphere is very good.The quaint small town with the fragrance of flowers and lush greenery is always romantic and full of sentimentality. The Tibetans who come here looking at this environment are more eager to buy.

After getting ready to open the store, Tang Chen finally unlocked and opened the door, and the sunlight poured down on the clean floor of the gallery.

Before the first guest was ushered in, a few policemen came to the door, but fortunately they were all in plain clothes, so that unnecessary speculation and suspicion were avoided.

As soon as he came up, he clearly showed his identity with a dignified demeanor.

The leader was a rather young man with a shirt and trousers, and his appearance was unexpectedly good-looking. For a police officer, this kind of outstanding facial features seemed rather unusual. Sex, the first thing you notice should be a kind of awe-inspiring righteousness.

Also, sometimes being good looking is not a good thing.

He is obviously very young, but he is the leader of this team, and there are a few uncles who seem to be very experienced behind him.

The handsome male police officer spoke, staring at him with dark eyes, "Are you Tang Chen?"

Tang Chen nodded.

The police officer took out a photo from his pocket, which was in a transparent sealed evidence bag, looked into Tang Chen's eyes, and asked, "Have you ever drawn a picture like this?"

Tang Chen's eyes flickered slightly: "Yes, I have drawn... What's wrong?"

The corner of the police officer's mouth raised a slight arc, and said, "There have been two murders recently, and the victims were all fixed in this way."

The next moment, several photos taken at the scene were placed on the table one by one. They were all strong men kneeling on the ground with their faces facing the ground. There is a dazzling incandescent lamp above the head, the bright light shines down, casting a circle of black shadows around the dead, like a black hole, completely swallowing people in.

This is a gesture of atonement, knowing that one has committed too many sins to be forgiven, and begging God for forgiveness.Choosing to die is also a kind of repentance.

The original owner created a series with atonement as the theme of the painting, but so far only two have been completed, and the rest are still being conceived and depicted.

The police officer asked again: "Last Thursday afternoon, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], where were you at this time?"

Tang Chen blinked, frowned, and tilted his head, "Officer, are you suspicious of me? Kill people according to my own work?"

The police officer neither nodded nor denied, just said: "You don't need to be nervous, this is just a routine interrogation."

Tang Chen nodded, recalling how he was thinking, "At that time, I was always looking at the shops in the gallery, and I didn't go anywhere."

Officer: "Can someone testify for you?"

Tang Chen shrugged, "My clerk can testify."

Officer: "Except for him?"

Tang Chen: "Well, everyone on the street is fine. Everyone basically knows each other. If I leave, they will all notice. It's like the uncle who sells pancakes and fruits diagonally across the street. He will say hello when I open and close the store."

The officer nodded and sent one of his team members across the street to ask questions. After 2 minutes, I came back to report, and it turned out that Tang Chen did not lie, and stayed in the gallery all the time.When the police turned to leave, the enthusiastic uncle grabbed his arm and asked him if he wanted to buy some pancakes, which were delicious.The policeman thought to himself, if you know that I am investigating a murder case, I probably won't be so lenient.

The captain of the police said again: "Do you remember anyone who paid special attention to your two paintings? Write down the information of those people you know. If you don't know them, describe their appearance."

Tang Chen nodded, "Yes."

After the leading police officer gave orders, other police officers were responsible for asking Tang Chen questions, while he walked around the gallery, looking for other clues.

But what else can there be in the gallery besides paintings.

Tang Chen glanced at him, lowered his head to write his name and other information, and subconsciously curled his lips.

After a while, the policeman who was talking to Tang Chen nodded, then turned to the other side and said, "Captain Chu, do you have any questions?"

Team Chu was standing in front of a painting in a corner, looked at it seriously, raised his eyebrows to Tang Chen, and said, "Is this your new work?"

Tang Chen walked over, nodded and answered, still a little vigilant, "Yes, what's the matter?"

This is the normal attitude of painters. The works are like their children, and they are extremely cautious.

Team Chu seemed to smile, "It's different from your previous style."

Tang Chen frowned and hummed slightly: "Do you know my style?"

"Here are a few of your works. Your name and the title of the work are written in the label introduction below. Even if I am a layman, I can see that this one is very different from those. It looks like it was drawn by two people. Captain Chu raised his chin, glanced at the paintings on the surrounding walls.

Tang Chen's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm.Because it is indeed drawn by different people, those are drawn according to the original owner's state of mind, and this one was drawn by him casually, and he was thinking about it when he drew it, accidentally revealing his own thoughts, and it is quite abstract , placed in the corner is intended to deal with it later.Yuan mainly saw that he used his perfect hand to draw such a broken thing, and he would probably be so angry that he vomited blood.

"Because this is a failure, I was not in a good state when I painted this." Tang Chen could only explain in this way.

"Failure?" Team Chu said with a raised tone, "But I think it looks pretty. I'm curious, what were you thinking when you drew this painting?"

"I didn't think about anything." Tang Chen frowned slightly, with an inexplicable sense of danger. He stepped over and blocked the picture. He wanted to expose it casually, but he met the man's dark eyes in front of him, and the words that came to his mouth Unconsciously changed again, the voice lowered, "...Spicy chicken, roast goose, crab."

The smile in the man's eyes deepened, and he said, "I can't tell."

Tang Chen curled his lips. Although it was the truth, he still felt a little uncomfortable when it was said. He turned around and looked at his painting, held his chin to look at it, and said seriously: "That's because you didn't look carefully. Look at it. Isn't this an obvious crab leg?"

While talking, he also stepped back, not concentrating on walking on the ground, but accidentally staggered and almost fell down.A warm hand supported his waist in time, and let go quickly.

"Be careful."

The deep and smiling voice was close to the ear, and it seemed to be a bit of a joke.

Tang Chen pulled the distance away, rubbed his ears uncomfortably, a little pink appeared on the tips of his tender white ears, and reluctantly said thank you.

The man smiled lowly: "You're welcome."

The policeman on the other side was calling him, "Captain Chu, can we go?"

Tang Chen's heart suddenly moved, he frowned, looked up at him and said, "Your surname is Chu? What is Chu?"

The man raised his eyebrows: "Single character, also."

Tang Chen: "...What a coincidence."

"What? Know someone with the same name as me?"

Tang Chen: "That's right."

Chu Yi didn't say anything else, just waved his hand and said, "I'm quite interested in your paintings, I'll come to see you next time, I just hope you don't come here with a case."

Tang Chen: "..." Oh, I have never seen such a positive goal.

The police team finally left, and the clerk was asked a few questions just now, so he walked up to Tang Chen nervously and asked, "Boss, are we... all right?"

Tang Chen tilted his head: "What could be the matter? Did you kill someone, or did I kill someone? You are not afraid of the shadow if you are upright."

The clerk forced a smile, the boss is so generous, gossip is enough to torment the dead.In case the gallery can't continue, he has to think about whether to find another home as soon as possible.

But the truth is, gossip can be exploited too.The original owner took into account the dual identities of an artist who is making fun of spring and white snow and a businessman full of money. He is not only immersed in creation, but also knows how to manage promotional art.Now someone uses his painting as a setting to create a murder case, which will inevitably cause an uproar, but as long as the public opinion is in the right direction, the effect is no less than a well-arranged hype.

Although this seems unethical, it has happened, and it is not something he can avoid.He can only try to prove his innocence as a priority.

Tang Chen could also be regarded as a victim in this incident, and if he got involved for no reason, he might even lose his reputation because of it. He would be smeared with such ominous words as blood and death, and he would follow him like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of it.There is a high probability that collectors will abandon his work.

Whether it is to whitewash oneself or to capture the target of the mission, there seems to be only one way to go.

Solve the case and find the real culprit.