secret movie

"Lawyer Lu?"

Duan Shu chewed his words suspiciously, two eyes with different emotions intertwined at a very close distance.

"He doesn't seem easy to get along with, and his personality is very cold...Frankly speaking, I don't like such people very much."

He took the liking in Li Jianian's words as a matter of course as a kind of recognition in the sense of a friend, answered the question without any difference, and avoided the hidden trap.

He led Li Jianian to stop at the door of the studio, and the people behind him seemed very interested in the answer and laughed softly.

With an invisible string in his heart, Duan Shu pressed the doorknob, pushed open the door, and walked into the studio where "Duan Shu" had been closed for hundreds of days and nights together with the painter.

The walls are clean light gray, easels, blank canvases, common plaster figures and still lifes are neatly placed in the huge space...

Originally, there were still many completed works piled here, most of which were copies of Li Jianian's works, but Duan Shu had already asked Aunt Fang to move them away in advance.

Li Jianian looked around and was quite satisfied: "The preparations are complete."

Duan Shu walked to the window and saw that the window on the second floor of the opposite villa was wide open. After a slight pause, he stretched out his hand to close the white gauze curtain on the inner layer to block the excessive sunlight.

"It was delivered temporarily yesterday, I hope I won't waste these tools."

The conversation returned to normal. Aunt Fang brought up the tea for the guests, put it on the workbench without looking sideways, and bowed respectfully to Duan Shu before leaving.

She walked slowly to the door, and before she turned and closed the door, she saw through the narrow door that the pair of twin brothers had sat down facing each other.

There are only them left in the gray space, and the shadowy scenery outside the window.

Li Jianian sat down on the chair prepared for the model with a generous posture, as if he had forgotten the unclear question before entering the door.

"I don't want to teach you the basics today, it's too boring."

He took off his dark trench coat, and casually put it on the back of the chair, revealing a snow-white shirt that he seldom wears.

"Why don't you draw something fun first, so that you don't want to walk into this room after a day of wiring and shaping."

Duan Shu was not surprised, he didn't think that Li Jianian came to teach him how to paint oil painting in a serious way: "Fun?"

"Come and draw me, whether you use lines or color blocks, draw the me in your eyes, it doesn't matter whether the shape is accurate, what matters is whether you can grasp the charm - I know you have this talent. "

Li Jianian's tone was firm, and he leaned back lazily, gradually showing a bit of innocence: "In return, I can tell you an interesting story."

Duan Shu seemed to have guessed what story he was going to tell.

At this moment, the white Li Jianian, like another self, is sitting on the other side of the mirror.

So he readily agreed, and lowered his head to search for the color he wanted in the brand new paint box.

The messy lines of beginners are too difficult to express Li Jianian. Only the rich color blocks are suitable. No skills are needed, just intuitive instinct.

Duan Shu picked up a tube of crimson after careful consideration, and the model behind the drawing board started to narrate at the same time.

"The protagonist of this story happens to be someone we all know." The model maintained a languid sitting posture, with an inexplicably alienated tone, "And, it's someone we don't like."

"His personality is weird, sometimes he is difficult to get along with, and sometimes he deliberately pretends... But I think he is actually easy to see through, because he only pretends to win and lose in his heart, and he likes the thrill of winning, especially when he Winning or losing can determine the fate of someone's life."

"It's a pity that after meeting me, he lost very ugly."

This is the story of Lu Zhi and Li Jianian.

Duan Shu squeezed the crimson paint into the wooden palette and listened to him quietly.

Lu Zhi is a maverick figure in the legal profession. Most people don't know his family background. This is concealed by Lu Zhi and his father who is also very controlling. He should have inherited a huge family business The only son of his father, but because he took a "wrong path", he almost severed his relationship with his family.

He didn't enter the industry for fame and fortune, and he didn't believe in fairness and justice. He only had a fanatical ambition to win, and he only took cases he thought he could win. So he made a generous statement for the miserable victims yesterday, and fought for high compensation, and tomorrow he will Defend a controversial murderer cunningly and help him escape the death penalty.

Lu Zhi took over bizarre cases with astonishing work intensity, and secretly marked the fate of these people in his heart, and then held a court session, debated, and finally got an expected verdict, watching the balance at both ends People showed diametrically opposed expressions, and this was his happiest moment.

In his seven-year career, Lu Zhi's only defeat came from an opposing party who chose to defend himself in court, Li Jianian.

Lu Zhi was entrusted by Li Jianian's elder brother Li Zhe to file a property lawsuit, trying to prove that Li Jianian, the illegitimate half son of Li Jianian, deceived his mind while taking care of his seriously ill father and tampered with the will, so he will lose the right of inheritance according to law.

"Thinking of Li Zhe taking me to court still makes me feel very sad." The model's tone was low, but her expression was unpredictable, "Dad obviously left him one-fifth of the things in the will . . . he is always insatiable."

"At that time, my father's liver cancer was at an advanced stage, and he had a very bad temper. Except for me, no one was willing to listen to him patiently, and no one sincerely hoped that he would live longer. So it was only natural that he loved me."

Deep red meanders on the pale canvas, Duan Shu listens and thinks, and finds another tube of ripe brown.

A terminally ill patient with a lot of money, a luxurious but lonely ward, and the people who came to visit him attentively in those days, it was indeed difficult to discern the real thoughts behind their concern.

And Li Jianian, the illegitimate son who was recognized as a wealthy family not long ago, stayed by his sick bed for a long time, trying every means to prolong his father's life.

"Lawyer Lu is very smart. He has always held on to the fact that I was abandoned by my father for a long time, questioned how much affection I have for my father, and questioned my real motivation to actively contact new drugs for him."

Cooked brown took over the earth, and it was the turn of thick black.

"But he was wrong. Dad is just liver cancer. He still has a clear mind and consciousness. He saved so much wealth by himself. The disease only took away his healthy body and did not destroy his vision of seeing people. He knows that I am sincere. Yes, I really hope he lives."

So Li Jianian went to court alone, he didn't need a lawyer, he had the most perfect evidence, all kinds of videos recorded by his father when he was awake, the notarized will, the comprehensive agreement signed with the hospital, and the nurse who was moved to tears by this father and son's affection ...

Even though the vast majority of people, including Lu Zhi, think that Li Jianian planned it long ago, under normal circumstances, such an illegitimate child who has been forgotten for many years cannot be generously donated most of the property by the romantic and rich father, but the evidence The chain was impeccable, and he still won.

In the solemn court, Li Jianian was wearing a deep wine red shirt, with a gloomy expression all the time, shrouded in the black mist of the brothers' wall, he said the last sentence.

"My only wish is that Dad is still alive, even if I don't get a penny...Of course, you won't believe me, but I hope he is not dead, and I hope more and more every day."

Everyone can hear the undoubted sincerity in this sentence.

After the verdict was pronounced in court, he looked at Lu Zhi, who was full of unwillingness in the opposite seat, with a seemingly innocent smile in his eyes.

That look and those words penetrated deeply into Lu Zhi's heart.

"Li Zhe sat with a slumped face, as if he had lost the whole world, but Lawyer Lu kept looking at me. It's hard for me to describe that look."

The model's eyes slid to the window covered by the white gauze curtain: "It's probably like the sun today, it feels like it's burning."

The dark window loomed in the distance.

"Later, he often appeared by my side, and he said he loved me." The model laughed, "The most interesting thing about this incident is that Li Zhe became very angry when he found out, and felt that the two of us had colluded for a long time. Wanted to pack us both up and sue again—too bad he couldn't find a better lawyer."

The story is over, and the strokes on the canvas have also come to an end.

After a brief silence, Duan Shu asked him, "Why do you hope so much that your father is still alive?"

He didn't doubt the point that the other party had repeatedly emphasized, he was just curious about the reason behind it.

Li Jianian smiled and said, "Guess."

Duan Shu didn't guess, a deviant answer appeared in his mind for no reason.

He slowly stopped the action of smearing the color blocks, and put the brush aside.

"Did you finish the painting?"

Li Jianian stretched, slowly got up, and leaned forward.

He is not in a hurry to look at the portrait, there is a more important thing.

The retired model approached the new artist's ear with a gloomy expression: "I found out about Lawyer Lu's abnormality on the day of the dinner party. He kept looking at you first, and then he became afraid to look at you."

"You have known each other for a long time."

The invisible mirror shattered, and two very similar faces rubbed against each other.

"So, are you my...replacement?"

Although Duan Shu had already expected Li Jianian's complexity and intelligence, the detective-like acumen and intuition he showed at this moment still surprised him.

And when this adjective flashed through his mind, something finally came to light.

detective.

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Have any smart eggs discovered this foreshadowing!