Ruyizhai

Wu Xingchen passed the visitor's request and walked towards the door. The door opened, and a young man in black with a white rose pinned to the front of his clothes came in.Wu Xingchen took off his gloves, stretched out his hand towards the young man, and mourned deeply: "Mr. Teng Rong, let me express my condolences."

Teng Rong also stretched out his hand, with bandages on both wrists. He shook hands with Wu Xingchen, with a sad expression and a bitter voice: "I never expected to meet you again on such an occasion."

Wu Xingchen moved his chin slightly, furrowed his brows, and said in a low voice, "I thought we would meet at the exhibition, but you said earlier that you will bring Teng Yu to see the exhibition together, he is very happy Love that painting."

Teng Rong's brows were also tightly furrowed, he turned his face away for a while, and said in a calm voice: "Ashamed, ashamed, Teng Yu just complained several times before donating and donated all these things without discussing with him. After a few words of comfort, he will not be angry anymore, who would have thought that he would come to steal the painting." He sighed: "He loves this painting so much..." His eyes fell behind Wu Xingchen, and he repeated: "Too much love, too much love."

Wu Xingchen said: "Mr. Teng, don't embarrass yourself too much, you don't want to either."

Teng Rong sighed again, Wu Xingchen sighed with him, both of them lowered their heads, neither looked at the other, the sad emotions passed between the two, it was the moment when the sad emotions were the strongest, Suddenly, Ruyizhai's voice came out.

He asked: "Do you know the person who stole the painting? Brother? Your father? Your uncle? Your son? What about others?"

He asked lightly, his voice and tone were very soft, Teng Rong raised his eyes slightly to look at it, Wu Xingchen said: "I haven't introduced you yet."

Ruyizhai asked again: "Is he against all the donations this time or just against the donation of this painting? Is this a legacy?"

Teng Rong looked at Wu Xingchen, and Wu Xingchen introduced: "This is Mr. Ruyizhai, an appraisal consultant specially hired to verify the identity of X12."

Wu Xingchen turned around and introduced Ruyizhai: "This is Mr. Teng Rong, the donor of X12. Teng Yu is his younger brother. He died of a myocardial infarction when he was arrested for stealing X12."

Teng Rong made a gesture to shake hands with Ruyizhai, but Ruyizhai didn't move, looked at him carefully and asked, "Is his heart bad?"

Teng Rong said: "Before coming to Earth, he didn't undergo any adaptive transformation. The doctor diagnosed him earlier, and he was infected with homing syndrome."

Wu Xingchen said: "Both of you came to Earth from the drifting spaceship last year, right?"

Teng Rong said: "Yes, many people who came to Earth through the emergency cabin of the spaceship at that time were infected with anti-homeness syndrome, and there were some physical problems."

Ruyi Zhai said: "Don't you look quite healthy?"

Teng Rong smiled and said, "Lucky."

Ruyizhai narrowed his eyes: "What happened to your hand?"

Teng Rong said: "I cut it last night when tidying up Teng Yu's bedroom."

Wu Xingchen said: "In the final analysis, space babies are still human beings, and in the final analysis, the earth is still the place where human beings once inhabited. There are indeed many space babies who can live normally on the earth without any adaptive transformation."

Ruyizhai said: "What is your brother stealing the painting for? To sell it for money? He thinks this painting is very valuable?"

Wu Xingchen said: "Once the X12 is donated to the museum and entered into the museum's collection list, even if the appraisal report has not been submitted, it will be included in the prohibited trade list."

Ruyizhai rolled his eyes, but said nothing.Teng Rong said: "Teng Yu has been obsessed with painting since he was a child, and he is quite talented. It is a pity that there is no school or teacher on the drifting spaceship to guide him how to use his painting talent. After his parents passed away, Teng Yu locked himself in a cubicle , just drawing all day." He looked at the X12 on the glass table and said, "A large part of it is quite similar to X12."

Ruyizhai was a little surprised: "He saw this painting on the spaceship? Wasn't this painting discovered on Earth? Didn't you return to Earth last year?"

Teng Rong glanced at the glass table, shook his head, and showed a wry smile: "It is logically impossible. X12 was discovered last year when I returned to Earth and cleaned up the storage room of the ancestral house with him. When I saw it, Teng Yu was also taken aback, and then the surprise turned into a kind of obsession. He didn't think about food and drink all day long, just sitting in front of this painting. When he was taken to the doctor, the doctor only prescribed some sedatives. Because I have lived on a drifting spaceship all year round, and have not undergone any adaptive transformation before coming to Earth, it is a space human returning home syndrome, and with medication, it will recover in time."

Ruyizhai said: "Since he likes this painting so much, why did you donate it? Isn't it good to leave it at home and let him stare at it?"

Wu Xingchen cleared his throat, and said to Teng Rong, "This is a consultant hired by the museum."

Teng Rong said: "Precisely because he was too obsessed with this painting, he imprisoned himself like a demon. The original intention of the donation was to let him get out of the confinement. I didn't expect..."

Wu Xingchen said: "My condolences are by the way."

Teng Rong lowered his head: "Too negligent, too inconsiderate, I am ashamed of my parents' entrustment." Teng Rong continued: "After Teng Yu passed away last night, I couldn't sleep, and I couldn't help asking myself, if this painting has been kept in The ancestral house, is Teng Yu still alive at this time?"

Wu Xingchen said: "Do you want to take back the donation?"

Teng Rong nodded and said, "Only this painting."

Wu Xingchen said: "But the representative of the Ministry of Culture has included it in the exhibition list, please wait a moment, this needs to be communicated with the curator."

Ruyi Zhai said: "If you say donate, donate, if you say take it back, take it back? Hang it at home after taking it back?"

Wu Xingchen contacted Xiaoyue and said, "It's justifiable, I believe the Ministry of Culture can understand."

Teng Rong said: "I plan to cremate this painting with Teng Yu after the farewell ceremony, and accompany him to his reincarnation."

Wu Xingchen said, "The farewell ceremony starts at [-]:[-] p.m. Eastern time, right?" He thought, "The Ministry of Culture should be able to give an answer before then."

Ruyi Zhai said: "Cremation tonight? In such a hurry?"

Wu Xingchen and Xiaoyue got in touch, Xiaoyue chose the video mode, and as soon as the signal was connected, she said on the other end of the camera: "Mr. Teng Rong has already reported the matter, and the representative of the Ministry of Culture is already online. Please, Mr. Teng The conference room on the side is holding a video conference. "She glanced at Wu Xingchen, "Transfer the communication signal to Mr. Teng through the terminal in the hall."

Wu Xingchen made a gesture of invitation, and Teng Rong said, "Thank you for your understanding."

The two went out one after the other, Wu Xingchen set up the call signal for the video conference in the meeting room next door, and then returned to the No. 12 department.Ruyizhai was still there, with his arms folded in front of him, smoking a cigarette. This one was newly lit and still very long. He stared at the X[-] on the table and asked, "Why don't you go to some video conference?"

Wu Xingchen said: "Mr. Teng doesn't wear a bracelet, so he needs to use the staff's terminal to connect with the curator, and the Ministry of Culture through the museum's signal."

Ruyizhai turned his head and blinked at Wu Xingchen: "Then can you see them having a meeting?"

Wu Xingchen shook his head: "It's just a transition point."

Ruyi Zhai was slightly disappointed, leaning against the table, exhaled a smoke ring, and his eyes fell on X12 again, he said: "Suddenly had a myocardial infarction when he was arrested, so now there is no proof, how can we be sure that he stole the painting?"

Wu Xingchen said: "Teng Yu pleaded guilty when he was arrested, and there is a video file."

"You have?"

"Would you like to see it now?"

Ruyizhai became impatient: "Do you have any?"

Wu Xingchen took off the sketch hanging in the air and spread it on the original painting. The elusive Michael disappeared, the devil with a human face disappeared, and the apple in his chest was covered by black ink.The pure white angel calmly watched the dark devil at its feet.Wu Xingchen also peeled off the other two separated layers.

Wu Xingchen said: "Take the video file in the news of the theft of the Earth Museum and crack it within five hours."

A square frame appeared where the painting was originally hung.Wu Xingchen said: "Start playing."

The box lights up.Inside the square frame is a room with plenty of light. A young man is sitting in the center of the square frame. The man looks very similar to Teng Rong, wearing cotton and linen white clothes and trousers, with bare feet, stepping on the floor.The floor is covered with drawing paper, paintbrushes, and a lot of painting utensils, paints are all over the floor, and there are many paint buckets against the wall.

Ruyizhai whispered, "Twins?"

Wu Xingchen responded: "Yes, Teng Rong was born 1 minute earlier."

Ruyizhai smiled: "It turned out to be such a novel."

The wall behind the man is covered with paintings, some colored and some pencil sketches. In the frame, three policemen, two men and one woman, can be seen. They stand close together on the right side of the frame. The male policeman Said: "The Theft Division of the Central District Police Department sincerely asks you to stand up and walk three steps forward for identity verification."

The young man stood up, raised his hands, a golden light flashed on his right wrist, and said, "Teng Yu, a citizen of the Alliance."

His voice was steady and his expression was calm. He looked at the three policemen and said, "Are you here to look for paintings?"

He smiled, walked towards the police, and said: "After finding it, I hid it in a place where you can't find it."

The male policeman said: "Since you have confessed to the crime, please go to the Central District Police Station to register the crime."

The man was still walking forward, with a widening smile on his face, and he asked: "Have you seen it? How many times have you seen it? Have you seen it day and night? It seems that it is in your memory as if it were in your veins..." His raised hands suddenly grabbed his neck, gripping so tightly that his face flushed from his breathlessness, and the room echoed his Rapid breathing.His eyes widened.

The policemen said one after another: "Please calm down, sir, please cooperate with the identity verification, please remain calm and don't hurt yourself!"

The policemen step back and the camera follows the policeman, always locking them in the same frame as the man.The man approached step by step, his voice became hoarse, his eyes became wider and wider, his face was flushed, as if he could hardly breathe, the man shouted, started to grab his hand, raised his face and shouted: "It seems like it It's yours, it... was drawn by you, drawn stroke by stroke!" He turned around abruptly, threw himself on the wall, and tore the painting on the wall, the frame was broken, and the paint was knocked over , Drawing paper was flying all over the sky, three policemen formed a circle, surrounded the man in the middle, still persuading: "Please calm down, sir, don't hurt yourself!"

The man yelled again, broke through the encirclement of the police, and rushed out of the screen, the police immediately chased after him, the camera chased them out, and chased him to a corridor, only to see the man rushing into a room, the camera chased him faster than the police Faster, follow in, there is no light in the room, only after a while, the bright white light illuminates the whole room in an instant, the room is empty, the camera is from top to bottom, from left to Right, from front to back, turning around, the ceiling is flat, a man is lying on the floor, holding a scroll of paintings in his hands, the walls are bare, the door is open, and a man is standing outside the door, clinging to the against the door frame.

The camera is fixed on the man lying on the ground.The policemen ran in, and the male policeman turned over the man lying on the ground and said, "Time, at 3050:2 am on February 10, 04 Eastern District Time, the arrest is complete."

A policewoman approached the man, leaned over and touched his neck: "I still have a pulse, send me to the hospital now."

A bracelet fell beside the man. The policewoman picked up the bracelet and said, "The identity verification is complete. The bracelet belongs to Teng Yu, a citizen of the Union."

Outside the screen, a male voice called faintly: "Brother..."

Video so far.

Ruyizhai grabbed Wu Xingchen's hand and picked the bracelet on his wrist.Wu Xingchen said worriedly: "He has scratches all over his hands, he must have used a lot of strength, he looks very uncomfortable, and he must be under a lot of mental pressure."

Ruyizhai used more strength to pick at his bracelet, Wu Xingchen pulled out his hand and said, "It seems that this entrustment has come to an end."

Ruyizhai pointed at the glass table: "Everyone has this kind of machine for separating layers?"

"Of course not, only museums and art galleries have quotas." Wu Xingchen said.

At this time, Teng Rong came back and came to shake hands with Wu Xingchen again. Xiaoyue's video signal also came back. She looked at Wu Xingchen and said, "The Ministry of Culture has approved the withdrawal of the donated X12." Ruyizhai: "I will pay you [-]% of the reward, in cash, and you can come to the museum to pick it up tomorrow."

Ruyizhai didn't make a sound, just looked down at the painting.Wu Xingchen took out a white cloth package from the cabinet next to it and put it on the table. Teng Rong waved his hand and said, "Let's keep the picture frame as a souvenir."

Wu Xingchen looked at Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue nodded: "That's it, you guys hand it over."

The call ends here.Wu Xingchen put on his gloves, took the oil painting off the table, put it in a roll, and handed it to Teng Rong. Teng Rong bowed slightly to him, thanked the museum for his understanding, and took the painting away.

Wu Xingchen and Ruyizhai were left in the department, Wu Xingchen said, "Then let's take you back."

Without saying a word, Ruyizhai went to the window, opened the window, a gust of wind came in, blinded Wu Xingchen's eyes, and when he looked out again, he saw Ruyizhai closed the window, and jumped, jumped out.Wu Xingchen walked over, looked out, Ruyizhai landed on the road, ran after a black car for a few steps, and climbed up a banyan tree by the roadside.

Wu Xingchen blinked, and suddenly shouted at the banyan tree: "The ring." He shouted again, "There is also a magnifying glass."

He yelled a second time: "Museum magnifying glass!"

The canopy was swaying, and Ruyi Zhai disappeared. Wu Xingchen stood by the window and said: "Contact Director Xiaoyue, letter format, notice, parchment paper No. 3, black fountain pen with 0.7mm refill, Times New Roman, notice The content is as follows. Earlier, due to the needs of X12 appraisal, I lent the collection No. 9827827 as a member of the staff Wu Xingchen. The details of the exhibits are embedded here for the use of the appraisal consultant Ruyizhai. I don’t want Ruyizhai to disappear with the exhibits. Therefore, I want to report District Police Department. Because Ruyizhai carried the 131467 pair of rings and brackets with him, he paid Ruyizhai in advance as a consultant fee. Back. Send."

Female voice: "The notification has been sent."

Wu Xingchen closed the window, walked to the table, opened the white cloth package, took out four pieces of the picture frame, and said: "The contact person is Yili, all kinds of letters, letterhead, fragrant flower paper No. 1, black fountain pen with 0.5mm refill , handwritten, letterhead content, the whereabouts of the pair ring that was mortgaged to the appraisal consultant earlier as a deposit is unknown, and I plan to call the police to deal with it, don’t worry, it will definitely be soon..."

Before the letter was finished, the female voice crossed in and said, "You have two new messages. The first one is from the sender, curator Xiaoyue, replying to the notice. The content is as follows: Ruyizhai is not a thief who takes advantage of others. In addition, public resources are precious, so don’t waste the police force at will. The second article, the sender, mother Xiaoyue, sent a short message, the content is as follows: Xingchen, contact the police now, resulting in the fact that the museum has been stolen in two days, the curator There is no shirking the responsibility, think twice. In addition, since there is a positioning device to locate the location of Ruyizhai, why not go to Ruyizhai to retrieve it in person? Another thing, it is just a suggestion.”

Wu Xingchen stopped the assembling work in his hands and said: "Contacts, various departments of the museum, letter format, notice, parchment paper No. 1, black fountain pen with 0.7 mm refill, Song style, the content of the notice is as follows, to all departments Wu Xingchen, a member of the No. [-] Section of the Appraisal Department, is performing field work, and the return time is undecided. If something happens, contact the terminal by letter. Send it. Turn off the voice mode, disconnect the terminal from the Earth Museum, and call Heimiao’s car service.”

A line of words stood up on the glass tabletop: the voice mode is off, and the special car has arrived.

A black cat got out of the glass tabletop, jumped up and scratched the air, and next to the cat was a line of small words: Black cat car service, often new!

The black cat sat upright and stared at Wu Xingchen.

Wu Xingchen went downstairs, got into the car, and followed Duo Jie's positioning signal.