Seven's secret

The Antique Street is actually not that long. Standing next to the fountain at the north end of the Antique Street, you can directly see the pipa-shaped sculpture rising from the square at the south end.There is a row of small wooden shops in the middle of the street, most of which are fast food restaurants and beverage shops. There are colorful parasols outside the shops, and there are open-air seats under the umbrellas. Many tourists sit and rest under the umbrellas.

When Murong Qing strolled out of a shop, he still thought to himself, this street is obviously not long, so why can't the shop after shop be walked to the end?

Someone at the teahouse diagonally opposite waved at him, Murong Qing looked up and saw Pei Rong sitting beside an empty table, holding a newspaper in his hand as a fan.His shirtsleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and his exposed arms were tanned.The sunglasses are on the top of the head, and there is a bit of uninhibited taste in the casual posture.

If one ignores the sense of oppression brought by his professional habits, Pei Rong is actually a very handsome young man, with tough facial features and a sense of ease in every gesture.When Murong Qing saw the girls at the next table, they kept looking at him secretly. Pei Rong himself didn't seem to be aware of it. When he saw Murong Qing approaching, he quickly opened the chair for him, unscrewed the drink and pushed it in front of him. .

"Is Coke OK?" Pei Rong pointed to the kiosk behind him, "If you don't like it, there are other things."

"Coke is fine." Murong Qing usually drinks green tea, occasionally drinks cola, and is not very interested in other drinks.

Pei Rong observed his expression, "Have you found anything?"

Murong Qing had been walking for a long time, and now he sat down and felt that his bones were about to fall apart, "There are quite a few pieces of porcelain in this shop that say the maker is a man named Chang He."

Pei Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is there a problem?"

Murong swallowed a mouthful of coke lightly, "The pile of celadon porcelain I distributed yesterday should be made by this person."

Pei Rong recalled it for a while, and frowned slightly, "It's not the veteran you mentioned."

Murong shook his head lightly, "There are still a few shops ahead, I'll take another look, maybe I can find something."

When he was in the store just now, he was still thinking that if he could know some inside information about the case, maybe his search would be more targeted.Murong Qing raised his head and looked at Pei Rong. The first impression he gave of this man was that he was cheerful and easy-going, but after getting along with him for a day, he found that this man seemed casual, but in fact he was impeccable, except for the old man Pei and Murong Qing who had seen him before. He didn't mention anything other than piles of broken china.

Murong Qing thinks that such a person is really unavoidable - he doesn't say anything, so others will never know what he has mastered.

No wonder you're going to be a policeman.

After drinking the drink, Murong Qingqiang rallied and walked through the remaining shops, but unfortunately, he didn't find any useful clues.Murong Qing didn't feel depressed either. His workshop in East Lake Park has been doing well recently, and he was thinking about whether to put some works here for sale after the decoration of the shop on the Antique Street is completed.Today's crooked attack can be regarded as doing a market research in advance.

The two of them returned to the parking lot. As soon as they got in the car, Murong Qing saw a silver car driving towards the entrance of the parking lot.He didn't know much about cars, he vaguely remembered seeing that car logo in some magazine, and subconsciously took a second look.The window of the car was open, and when the car turned around, Murong Qing could just see the person sitting in the back seat from Murong Qing's angle.

Murong Qing's pupils shrank suddenly.

The silver sedan brushes past the black Volkswagen.

Pei Rong, who was holding the steering wheel, turned his head sharply and glanced sideways at Murong Qing who was sitting in the co-pilot, and then followed his gaze to the car outside the window.The silver car had already passed by, and he saw a man sitting on the back seat with his head bowed, as if he was flipping through documents or something.In the flashing image, only the silhouette of a young man can be seen, and he seems to be very well dressed.

Pei Rong cast a thoughtful glance at Murong Qing who had a slightly gloomy expression, started the car without saying a word, and drove out of the parking lot slowly.

Ever since Mr. Pei mentioned that Murong Jin was in Binhai, Murong Qing was already mentally prepared to meet someone from Murong's family, otherwise he wouldn't have painstakingly put his own shop under someone else's name.But he really didn't expect to meet Murong Jin so soon. At this time, Murong Jin should still be in the south, which is the most important place of the Murong family. As the head of the family who just took office, shouldn't he go and take over the power?

In fact, as early as the time Meng Ke came to Pei's hometown with evidence, Murong Qing vaguely felt that there was something familiar to him.But limited by his status, he never had the opportunity to get close to the Murong family's shed, and as for the porcelain kiln, he only took a few glimpses outside.So guesses are just guesses.Seeing the pile of broken porcelain at the police station yesterday only deepened this speculation, and he even wondered if there would be some Murong family members secretly trading fakes for real ones.

But now his thoughts have changed again, Murong Jin is in Binhai, which short-sighted clansman dares to tamper with the business behind the patriarch's back?If it was said that Murong Jin knew about it, Murong Qing didn't really believe it. After all, the reputation of the Murong family was not blown out by fake antiques.

Murong Qing decided not to say anything.

Murong's house is a stinking ditch, and I finally crawled out of it, so I must never have anything to do with them again.As for issues such as finding clues, that was not his duty in the first place, and he was not obliged to know everything and say everything.

Murong glanced at Pei Rong lightly, and it happened that Pei Rong was also looking at him, and when their eyes met, Pei Rong laughed, "Murong, I really troubled you today, are you tired?"

Murong lightly said that sugar-coated shells are useless, and he won't tell you if he doesn't tell you.

"You gave us so many clues, I really appreciate you." Pei Rong didn't seem to care about his silence, and said with a smile to himself: "I may have to trouble you before the case is closed."

Murong gave a reluctant hum, thought for a while and added, "It's okay."

His tone of voice seemed to be the same as before.Pei Rong thought to himself, this person seems to have always been in this lukewarm posture.But he still felt that some subtle changes had taken place in Murong Qing's body, as if his guard against others suddenly became obvious.When he came to pick up people in the morning, he still felt that Murong Qing was not easy to get close to, but looking back now, he was actually more easy-going than he was in the morning.

There must be an incentive for him to trigger this defense mechanism, and this incentive seems to be inseparable from the passing car in the parking lot.Pei Rong thought to himself, this beautiful young man who looks like a glass doll seems to be hiding a lot of secrets in his heart.

When the car stopped downstairs at Ling Dongzhi's house, Pei Rong said: "When we finish the case, I'll treat you to a meal and express my thanks by the way."

Murong Qing felt a little surprised.Because this man has already said that he will apply for some consultant allowance for him, in his opinion, he has nothing to thank for taking money to do things.

Pei Rong added: "When I came home a few days ago, my grandfather said that in your generation, you are the most outstanding disciple he has ever seen. You also make porcelain yourself, right? I saw you made it for grandpa. That set of Go is really beautiful."

The expression on Murong Qing's face did not fluctuate, she quietly waited for him to say the next thing.In his experience, there are strings attached behind all such high hat words or some kind of reward stimulation-for no reason, who would have the leisure to praise irrelevant people.

"Let's do this first, then let's get in touch." Pei Rong looked at him with a serious look in his dark eyes, "I hope to have the opportunity to visit your studio."

Murong was slightly taken aback, that's it?

Pei Rong looked at him with a smile on his face, obviously waiting for him to get off the car.

Murong Qing coughed a little uncomfortably, got out of the car in a hurry, but he still couldn't recover, why did this person behave differently than he expected?

Before Pei Rong entered the door, he smelled a strong fragrance. As soon as he opened the door, he saw several plates on the round table in the restaurant. There were meat and vegetables, as well as Aunt Fang's signature dishes, short ribs with sauce and braised beef with yam.Looking to the side, there is still a bottle of white wine.

Pei Rong was a little dumbfounded, "Grandpa, you are secretly improving your food while I'm not at home. You forgot that the doctor told you to eat less meat, especially at night, eating so much meat is not easy to digest!"

Pei Shengwu came out of the kitchen with a soup bowl, and looked behind him with his head, "Where's Xiaoqi?"

"Xiaoqi?" Pei Rong was puzzled, "You mean Murong Xiaoqi? He's back to his own home, why ask him?"

Pei Shengwu stared at him, "Didn't you say you wanted him to help you watch something today?"

"Ah, yes, after reading it, I sent him back." Pei Rong approached carelessly and shrugged his nose, "Oh, ribs and seaweed soup is my favorite."

Pei Shengwu put the soup bowl on the dining table, and turned his head to teach his grandson, "Is there anyone who does things like this? After finishing the work for you, you just send them home. Didn't I tell you to let you finish your business?" Are you bringing him over for dinner?"

"Did you say it?" Pei Rong pinched a piece of beef with his paws and stuffed it into his mouth, "Oh...it's so hot..."

Pei Shengwu wished he could kick him, "You don't listen to what I say to you, do you? He obviously told you well, Xiaoqi is doing this favor for the sake of me being his uncle, not out of greed. Those shitty consultant allowances of yours. He’s a big guy and he can’t cook, and it’s time for dinner after all this work. Isn’t it logical for you to bring him back for a quick meal? Say, are you still so cheeky that you don’t even care about a meal?”

"All the dishes on this big table are prepared for other people's children?" Pei Rong was not happy, "You picked me up when you got up early for a walk, right?"

Pei Shengwu couldn't hold back, and kicked the bastard, "It's fine if it's an ordinary consultant, Xiaoqi is my grandson, call me uncle, and I personally promised his master to take good care of him. You say you... you just break the stage for me, how can a big guy be so ignorant?"

Pei Rong knew that his grandfather attached great importance to these school rules, and when he saw that he was really angry, he stopped messing around with him, and quickly helped him to sit on the chair, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I forgot. "In fact, when the old man said this, he didn't hear it at all.At that time, my mind was full of investigating the case, so I didn't care about eating.

Pei Shengwu just breathed a sigh of relief, and became angry again when he heard him say that, "Why don't you forget to eat by yourself?!"

Pei Rong, "..."

"Call him." Pei Shengwu patted his paws rubbing against his chest, "Tell him to come over for dinner, or you can go pick him up."

Pei Rong sighed, "Grandpa, there are traffic jams on the road during off-duty hours. When I pick him up, the food will be cold. Besides, he was exhausted after walking all day today. Let's call now, and he It's a pity that I'm so tired that I have to get up and go on my way."

Pei Shengwu was so angry, "Why didn't you think that he was exhausted when you ordered him around?"

"Take it easy, take it easy." Pei Rong lost his mind, "Why don't I send it to him. Let Auntie Fang pack it and heat it up to eat. Do you think it's okay?"

Pei Shengwu thought for a while, "Then bring some more, you can eat with him, and thank him well by the way. Don't think that because we are close to him, we can bully him."

Pei Rong, "..."

You can be sure, he must have been picked up by the old man while he was walking.

The author has something to say:

Two days ago, I saw a girl asking if Pei Rong and Xiaoqi were inferior. At that time, I didn’t reply because I couldn’t log in to the backstage. Later, I couldn’t find out which page the message was on. Let me explain here: He Mao , That is to say, Uncle Mao is Xiao Qi's master, and Mr. Pei is Uncle Mao's uncle, so Xiao Qi is Mr. Pei's grandson, so he should be called uncle.

Therefore, he and Pei Rong are not inferior~