Ruyizhai

After entering the museum, Wu Xingchen walked all the way to the elevator. When he passed the Persian exhibition hall, his eyes were immediately attracted by a booth.There is a rose on the stand.Wu Xingchen strode over. The rose was scorched black in color and seemed familiar. There were many visitors walking around the booth. Men and women were full of praise for this rose magnifying glass and the Persian's whimsy.Wu Xingchen pressed his temple, walked away, and sent a message to the internal affairs department and security department as he walked, telling them that he borrowed exhibit No. 9827827 in his own name for work needs: 560 BC, Achaemenids Magnifying glass with ruby ​​crystal on Dynasty gold handle.

After writing the message and sending it out, he had already reached the third floor. When he got out of the elevator, he saw Ruyizhai standing at the door of No. [-] Department of Appraisal Department, dressed in white and with long black hair.Ruyi Zhai was holding a magnifying glass in his hand, looking at the gate of Department No. [-], looking up and down.

Wu Xingchen walked over quickly and said hello: "Mr. Ruyizhai."

Ruyizhai glanced at him, but said nothing.Wu Xingchen swiped his bracelet on the metal door of the department, the door opened, and Ruyizhai was about to enter, Wu Xingchen blocked him behind, smiled at him, and said, "Please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, he slipped into the door and put many bottles and jars in the department, oil paintings and ink paintings hanging on the wall into the cabinet, then opened the door, and invited Ruyi to come in.He asked, "May I ask, which staff member registered you as a visitor?"

Ruyizhai entered the room with a magnifying glass, and took photos here and there. When he saw Wu Xingchen, his black round eye was enlarged so big on the blurred mirror surface, staring at people like fish eyes. .

Wu Xingchen asked, "Is it someone from the Appraisal Department?"

Ruyizhai still didn't answer, he glanced at a row of cabinets against the wall, and raised his jaw: "Where are X1-X11 in?" He walked towards the row of cabinets, Wu Xingchen followed, and said, "I just want to contact you , the police department will send X12 back in a while, what a coincidence that you came."

Ruyizhai put down the magnifying glass and looked at Wu Xingchen: "I found it so soon?"

Wu Xingchen said, "Didn't you watch the news?"

Ruyizhai raised the magnifying glass again, put it in front of his eyes, and said, "I'm not interested." His eyes rolled around, and he asked, "What did the news say?"

Wu Xingchen gestured: "Wait a moment."

He touched the bracelet lightly, and a line of small words immediately appeared on his wrist: Connecting with the terminal system of the Earth Museum.

A second later, the top of a glass table in the center of the room lit up, and it displayed: Welcome to the Human Intelligence Terminal Connection System, please pull down the menu to select a function.

Wu Xingchen called up the "News Search" function and entered "X12" in the search bar that appeared. There were only two search results: "The Earth Museum was stolen" and "The Earth Museum theft was solved within five hours."Wu Xingchen selected "The Theft of the Earth Museum was solved within five hours" and turned on the "Voice Mode."

温柔的女声在科室里播报新闻：“中区警务处盗窃科一组最新通报，于中区时3050年2月09日晚6时23分发生于地球博物馆鉴定科三号科室的窃案现已告破，嫌疑人滕誉已因心肌梗塞身亡，被盗画作代号X12业已追回，预计于地球中区时间3050年上午8时00分由中区警务处盗窃科一组科员徐可儿归还至……”

Ruyizhai interrupted the female voice and asked, "What time is it?"

Wu Xingchen pointed to the time on the upper right corner of the glass table, which was 07:59 AM Central Earth Time.

Tuk Tuk, someone knocked on the door.

Ruyi Zhai was close to the door, went to open the door, and there was a policewoman standing outside the door, holding a long scroll in her right hand.Ruyizhai stretched out her hand and said to the policewoman, "Did you come and paint?"

The policewoman stretched out her wrist, revealing the gold bracelet on her right hand: "Are you a member of Wu Xingchen?"

Wu Xingchen stepped forward and said, "Hello, Wu Xingchen, a member of Section [-] of the Appraisal Department of the Earth Museum." He handed over his business card, and the female policeman also handed him a business card, "Hello, Central District Police Department Theft Xu Keer, a team member of the department."

The two exchanged business cards, and both stretched out their hands. The bracelets touched, and Wu Xingchen's wrist showed: Identity Verification, Xu Keer, a team member of the theft department of the Central District Police Department.

Wu Xingchen introduced: "This is Mr. Ruyizhai, the appraisal consultant hired by the museum."

Xu Keer looked at Ruyi Zhai: "Hello."

Ruyi Zhai took out a box of cigarettes and a box of matches in his arms, lit the cigarette, and looked at Xu Keer: "What is the motive of the thief?"

Xu Ke'er said to Wu Xingchen: "The Evidence Department did a little inspection, and there is no damage, you can take a look again." She handed the reel to Wu Xingchen.

Wu Xingchen took the roll, welcomed Xu Ke'er into the office, put on gloves, took out the painting from the roll, and spread it carefully on the glass table.Four words stood up on the corner of the glass table: scanning started.

Xu Ke'er said at this time: "The details of the case have been announced through the news platform of the terminal."

Ruyizhai smoked, and asked again: "For money? How does he know if this painting is worth anything? It hasn't been exhibited yet, so maybe it's worthless? He came here to steal this painting?"

No one answered him, Wu Xingchen and Xu Ke'er stared at the vertical writing in the corner of the glass table.

The words have changed.

"Scan complete."

"Code X12, still in the appraisal report writing stage, have you entered the appraisal report writing mode? Last archive time: 3050:02 p.m., February 09, 04 Central Earth Time, archive location: No. 10 Appraisal Department, Earth Museum, archive Person: Wu Xingchen, appraisal officer of the Earth Museum."

Wu Xingchen and Xu Ke'er shook hands: "It is indeed X12, the identity is confirmed."

Xu Ke'er pulled out a piece of paper from the bracelet: "Then please sign here."

Wu Xingchen took out a pen from the bracelet, signed on the paper, and the two shook hands again. Xu Keer smiled and said: "I look forward to seeing this work in the exhibition on February 2th. It’s a masterpiece, it should be Rubens’ work?”

Wu Xingchen smiled: "It's not sure yet, but Rubens should be involved."

Xu Keer nodded with a smile, she nodded at Ruyizhai, and backed out.The door was closed, and Wu Xingchen clicked on the file of the last appraisal report. Three paintings with a length of 230 cm and a width of 180 cm were immediately displayed on the top of the oil painting. One was full of brightly colored flowers and strangely shaped monsters. , a nearly deadpan Michael, and another sketch in monochrome.Ruyizhai walked to the table, looked up at the sketch while smoking a cigarette.In the sketch, Michael hangs his head and looks down. The archangel holds a sword in one hand and raises it high. The arm is mechanical, and the screws at the joint of the elbow are drawn very carefully.His wings are those of a bat.Wu Xingchen picked up Michael's arm, zoomed in and said, "This is very rare. Most of the sketches were created between 1510 and 1520. The concept of a mechanical arm..."

"Most?" Ruyizhai interrupted him, smoking a cigarette.

Wu Xingchen picked up a monster with a crayfish head and gray moth wings from the sketch, three alligators gathered together to sniff a rotten apple, and the devil with his chest open when Michael stepped on his feet , said: "Only these were created in 1561-1563."

Ruyizhai did not speak, stretched out his hand, and his fingers rested on Michael's other hand. The fighting angel tightly grasped the long hair of the devil at the bottom of his feet. The devil has a human face and a human body, and his whole body is black. , one of the two horns on the head was broken.The devil's expression was distorted.There is an apple growing in the devil's open chest.

Wu Xingchen also took out this apple and enlarged it.

Wu Xingchen said: "Enter the voice mode."

The female voice in the room replied: "Enter voice mode."

Wu Xingchen said: "Pieter Bruegel's Handbook, Keyword Search, Michael, Apple."

A second later, the female voice replied: "Not found."

Ruyizhai tapped her chin with a magnifying glass and said, "Keyword search, Boss."

Wu Xingchen said, "Keyword search, Bosch."

Two seconds later, the female voice replied: "Not found."

Wu Xingchen asked Ruyizhai: "What is Bosch? Is it another way of saying Michael, or is it an apple? Is it Old Dutch?"

Ruyizhai looked down at the oil painting on the table, and said: "In 1620, the Italian Renaissance was still popular in Europe. Don't you think the limbs of the characters in this painting are very anti-fashion? They are too slender, and they pursued reality when drawing the human body at that time." The expression style of Rubens is very different, as for Jan Borugel, his handed down character works are not in this style."

Wu Xingchen said: "Comparative analysis shows that among the finished paintings, only Michael's clothing is highly similar to Rubens' technique and coloring method. The body style of the character you proposed is similar to that of Yang's father, Pieter Bruguet. The style of the painting is very close to Er, and X12 may be Yang’s most involved work among Yang and Rubens. As for the signature on the back of the painting, Rubens was more famous at the time, and it should be out of sales considerations.”

Ruyizhai still lowered his head, staring at X12 intently, and said: "Bosch is a painter, Hieronymus Bosch, a native of the Netherlands, died in 1516."

Wu Xingchen said with emotion: "Presumably all his paintings were lost when humans evacuated the earth, and one of the ten arks carrying all the cultural heritage of human civilization has never been heard from."

Having said that, Wu Xingchen wiped the corners of his eyes with emotion.Ruyi Zhai chuckled, and said: "It is rumored that Pieter Bruegel's "The Fall of the Rebellious Angel" was largely inspired by Bosch."

He raised his head, held a magnifying glass, walked around the glass table, his eyes gradually raised, and fell on the sketch hanging in the air, and said: "Bosch's triptych "Garden of the World" depicts the Garden of Eden, the world and hell. , which is full of all kinds of strange-looking animals."

Wu Xingchen said: "After Columbus discovered the American continent, strange houses appeared all over Europe for people to watch or buy exotic flowers and plants from the New World, as well as strange animals. Many painters got inspiration there. Animals are not the standard by which it was done by this Bosch."

Ruyizhai raised her head, and pointed the magnifying glass in her hand at a signature in the lower right corner of the sketch: "But Bosch never signed any of his works."

Wu Xingchen zoomed in on the signature and said, "This is the signature of Peter Bruegel. After comparing the data in the database, it can be confirmed that this is the signature that he himself simplified after 1559 and has been used in subsequent works."

Ruyizhai stopped, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sketch and said, "Most of the sketches were drawn between 1510 and 1520, before Peter was born."

He continued: "Peter got this draft by Bosch by accident and added it to it, but due to the religious forces at the time, he passed away without completing this extremely religiously subversive work. Later, Yang discovered this Zhang draft, started to create, but he revised the draft, he made Michael hold his head high and defeat the devil, or did he want to defeat something..."

Wu Xingchen said: "Yang often copied his father's works, perhaps because he regretted not being able to learn painting under his father's hands. Moreover, according to the records of "Revelation", it was indeed Michael who won the battle, but it was a sketch. Michael doesn't quite fit the description, he looks like he's lost a battle, like he doesn't expect to win."

Ruyi Zhai said: "Lucifer thought he could compete with God, and made God angry. Lucifer turned into a devil. This is..."

Ruyizhai didn't go on, looked at the sketch through the magnifying glass, and commented on other parts of the sketch: "Michael with the mechanical arm, Lucifer with the human face, devil, what are these lines here..." His magnifying glass A few dense curves near the middle of the sketch, with a low voice, almost muttering, "Is it an undercurrent? A little further, is it a volcano?"

Wu Xingchen leaned over and enlarged the corner where Ruyizhai was staring at. Those curves really seemed to flow from an erupting volcano.

Ruyi Zhai said: "Is it magma?" His magnifying glass slowly moved down, like a corner, "These trees, lying on the side, apple trees grew out of piles of rotting horse carcasses, these crocodiles Shouldn't be here, the picture is too crowded, this shrimp head monster too, repeats, repeats with this moth, Bosch won't repeat himself, at least in a different size... and the one in the devil's chest Apples...there are already apple trees, there are already new trees growing in the rotten places, do you need it?"

He said: "The sketch and the finished product are completely two pictures. The person who draws the finished product cannot understand the intention of the draft. No matter who this person is, one person or two people, he or they can't see what the sketcher can see. Seeing the scene, so he couldn't draw it from the sketch."

"And the person who drew the sketch saw..."

Ru Yizhai paused, put down the magnifying glass, leaned against the table, leaned over, his face completely melted into the illusory sketch projected in the air, his face reflected Michael's spread bat wings.His eyes lit up, and he said: "After the eruption, in the flood-ravaged land, new life was born from the corpses of animals, and no one, neither angels nor demons seemed to win, and the trees and flowers would have again. Earth."

"This is a painting about the future, about the present," Ruyizhai said.

Wu Xingchen said: "Is this your consultant's opinion? Then do you think the sketch was created by the painter named Bosch?"

Ruyizhai stood up straight, shrugged his shoulders, the light in his eyes dimmed, and said, "Who knows?"

"Is it really that important who painted the painting?" he asked.

He asked Wu Xingchen: "Do you like this painting?"

Wu Xingchen nodded: "The use of colors is appropriate, the layout of the screen is reasonable, the details of the characters are perfect, and the degree of completion is extremely high. Overall, the production is excellent."

Ruyi Zhai said: "That's it."

Wu Xingchen said: "But the story behind the painting is also very important. Its creation purpose and its drawing process can help everyone better understand it and understand that era."

Ruyizhai's eyes lightened again, passing Wu Xingchen, floating in the room, and speaking in a steady voice: "Painting is for people to see, 'telling' is the work of words, 'painting' is not You need to do this. You can feel nothing about it, you can learn little knowledge from it, a little 'time', you can even feel it..."

A female voice in the room interrupted Ruyizhai.

"You have a visitor request, visitor, Union citizen Teng Rong requesting a meeting."