walking poisonous mushroom

He Jinluo's face turned green in an instant, his brows and eyes were squeezed together and he bowed his head and cursed silently, wishing he could turn around and leave immediately, all the calculations along the way were in vain!

Wen Que also subconsciously looked wary.

Could it be that Xun Li also came to buy paintings?

Before He Jinluo could finish tangling, Guo Xiaorou politely introduced: "This is my boss, Xun Li."

"What do you mean?"

"Actually, I just took the picture on behalf of the boss." Guo Xiaorou smiled gracefully.

"I haven't seen you in a year. Officer He doesn't seem to be doing very well." Xun Li looked at He Jinluo's old and cheap clothes with a half-smile.

"I haven't seen you in a year? I only saw you two months ago..." He Jinluo whispered.

Xun Li heard it, and said half-jokingly: "From last year to this year, isn't it just a year since we haven't seen each other?"

He Jinluo sneered awkwardly, neither leaving nor staying.

"Please sit down."

He Jin's heart fluttered, and she sat down on the donkey on the way down the slope, and put the scarf on the sofa.

Anyway, today, no matter what, I will not let Wen Que leave me for half a step!

Guo Xiaorou poured hot tea for the two guests.

"I didn't expect Officer He to be interested in this painting." Xun Li said jokingly.

"I didn't expect that you took the picture!" If he knew that it was this person who took the picture, he wouldn't have come!

Seeing that He Jinluo glanced at the tea and looked away, Xun Li asked jokingly, "Officer He is not worried that there is poison in the tea, right?"

"I just don't like tea that's too hot. By the way, you bought this painting, maybe...to deal with me?" He Jinluo frowned.

Xun Li shook his head quickly: "I didn't know that you wanted this painting until after Xiaorou received your call. I took this picture as a gift for my father, but if you want it too..."

He Jinluo looked suspicious.

Xun Li seemed to see his doubts, and explained politely: "Father."

"Since your adoptive father likes it, then I won't take it from the old man, so I will leave."

"He already has quite a few paintings by Vantoya Toya. I can exchange them for others, depending on what price you are willing to pay." Before He Jinluo could stand up, Xun Li said with a smile.

"Then stop talking nonsense and make a price."

"Can you afford to hire a senior accountant from Minghe to act as an agent? Will it be worth hundreds of thousands or millions? Why don't you tell me how much you can give, maybe I can get away with it and earn more."

According to He Jinluo's usual style, he would jokingly say one yuan, and then let the other party make an offer first, and he would slowly lower it, but now...

He had absolutely no intention of joking with this man.

Seeing that He Jinluo didn't open his mouth, Xun Li seemed to be really thinking about what price to ask, and glanced at his clothes playfully: "Are you dressed like this for the convenience of bargaining?"

He Jinluo blinked twice guiltily: "I just came here after finishing the case, and I didn't have time to change my clothes." This reason seemed more convincing, "You should make an offer." After speaking, she raised her head and looked directly at Xun Li, that means obviously saying "No matter what price you offer, anyway, I will order this painting".

Xun Li seemed to have heard some anecdote, and the corners of his mouth curved further: "Don't worry." He stood up and tilted his head, "Please follow me."

He Jinluo hesitated.

Xun Li looked at Wen Que with a smile: "What are you afraid of with him around?"

He Jinluo and Wen Qu got up and followed Xun Li to the dining room. There were two paintings on the long dining table—two identical "History and Future".

"One of these two paintings is an authentic one, and the other is a complete reproduction of nano-3D printing. If you can guess which one is the authentic one, I can give it to you." Xun Li looked at He Jin meaningfully lo.

He Jinluo laughed angrily: "Vantoya can't tell the difference even if he is alive? Does he know what his paintings look like under a million-fold electron microscope?"

Without a million-power electron microscope, both of these pictures could be authentic.

"You'd better set a price, you can give me any one, the cost of a complete reproduction is not low."

"Officer He, you are really..." Xun Li laughed out loud, "It's fun without any taste! Isn't the process of guessing which painting is the real one very interesting?"

"If the person standing opposite is not you, maybe I would be happy to play this game."

"It looks like you're really afraid of me."

"Whatever you want to understand, I just don't want to waste time on you." He Jinluo made no secret of his dislike for Xun Li, "I don't really want this painting, if you don't want to ask for a price, I won't accompany you .”

"Six million and one yuan! You choose it yourself." Xun Li leaned against the table and looked at He Jinluo calmly.

He Jinluo smiled bluntly and said, "Will you earn a dollar to buy candy?"

Xun Li smiled ambiguously: "If candy can make you happy."

Never joke with this man!

He Jinluo scolded himself in his heart, then sank down, looked left and right for nearly a minute.Even though the author himself couldn't identify it, he didn't want to carry a fake back after all, so he felt guilty: "Do you have any hints?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I immediately regretted it, wishing I could slap myself in the mouth.

Xun Li smiled triumphantly: "Aren't you unwilling to play games with me?" He intentionally leaned into He Jinluo's ear and whispered, "Which hand did I grab at the beginning of the elevator last time?"

"you!"

"Hint." Xun Li shrugged.

He Jinluo walked towards the picture on the right: "It."

"confirmed?"

"Right hand, sure!"

"It seems that I succeeded in impressing Police Officer He." Xun Li smiled, lifted the painting on the left, walked to the fireplace with two big strides, and threw it inside.

The exquisitely framed picture frame with a length and width of more than 1.5 meters was thrown out like a foam board by him.

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and a few charred black spots blurred instantly in the middle of the painting covered by oil paint.

"Even if it's a fake, the cost of nanometer 3D reproduction is in millions, right?" He Jinluo looked at Xun Li in amazement.

"Okay, now there is only one left, no matter if it is the original or a replica, it is the original." Xun Li clapped his hands.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know which one is the real one, because it got confused when it was re-framed after re-engraving yesterday."

This person's metamorphosis is really all-round!

He Jinluo gritted his teeth and clenched his fist: "Are you kidding me?"

"Then do you want more?" Xun Li didn't care.

"Account!" He Jinluo squeezed out these two words from between his teeth.

Xun Li looked at Guo Xiaorou and tilted his head to signal, Guo Xiaorou took out his mobile phone and sent the account information to He Jinluo, the account name was still Guo Xiaorou.

"Besides, I want one more thing." Xun Li looked at He Jinluo playfully.

"Tell me." He Jinluo was ready to hear any answer without a lower limit.

"The scarf you wore today." Xun Li glanced at the scarf that He Jinluo put on the back of the sofa when he sat on the sofa.

"No!" He Jinluo refused without thinking.

Xun Li raised his eyebrows, quickly lifted the remaining painting on the table and walked to the fireplace, as if he was about to throw it in.

"You're crazy!" He Jinluo quickly caught up and grabbed the picture frame.

Xun Li squinted his eyes and didn't speak.

He Jinluo realized that he had lost his composure, and was stunned for two seconds, then let go with a sneer: "Oh, I still don't believe you dare to burn."

As soon as the words fell, Xun Li threw the painting into the fireplace without hesitation!

"Wen Que!" He Jinluo yelled, almost pounced on the painting and knocked it away with his body.

At this time, I can't care about being exposed or not.

Wen Que also shot in time, covering the flames with an air shield.There is some burnt black in one corner of the frame, but the painting itself is intact.

But He Jinluo was not easy, the back of his right hand was cut by the edge of the picture frame, and several large drops of blood dripped on the ground.

"You lunatic!" He Jinluo was trembling with anger, pinching his wrists tightly, and he couldn't even remember the last time he was so angry.No, it seems that I have never been so angry!

Wen Qu quickly grabbed He Jinluo's hand to stop the bleeding.

"Skin trauma, no need." He Jinluo withdrew his hand.

"It's just to stop the bleeding." Wen Que said.

Xun Li's eyes flickered twice, and his expression finally became serious: "Xiaorou, go get the medicine box."

Guo Xiaorou treated He Jinluo's wound, and Xun Li stood beside him and said lightly, "I'm really sorry for neglecting the guest."

He Jinluo sneered, lowered his head and fiddled with the phone with one hand, without speaking.

"To show my sincerity, let's make a discount, 300 million." Xun Li raised his eyebrows.

"It's already been transferred. Minghe Accounting Firm's corporate account can be credited immediately." He Jinluo glanced at Guo Xiaorou.

Guo Xiaorou handed the phone to Xun Li—it really was 600 million and one yuan.

"Officer He is really refreshing, don't you worry that you won't get the painting after paying the money?"

"Minghe has the right to independently recover the remittance within 24 hours. Besides, will I let you, a lunatic, throw it a second time?" He Jinluo glanced at Xun Li with disgust, "Wen Que, take the painting, Let's go." I didn't want to stay for a second longer.

"If you switch at the original price, isn't this injury in vain?" Xun Li lit a cigarette.

"It doesn't matter, it's already much less than I expected."

Moreover, he was even more sure that Xun Li was a complete lunatic!

"Leave the scarf." Xun Li jokingly looked at He Jinluo who was about to pick up the scarf.

"How are you going to prevent me from taking it away?" He Jinluo calmly picked up the scarf with a blank expression.

Xun was even calmer than him, and unhurriedly glanced at the surveillance camera at the corner of the ceiling facing the living room and fireplace.

He Jinluo instantly understood: Wen Que used his control just now...

Forget it, an old scarf, don't care what he does with it, in short, never see him again!

He Jinluo threw down the scarf angrily, and walked away without looking back with Wen Zhuo.

"Boss, if he doesn't stop it, won't the painting really be burned?"

"Money is a good thing, and the cost of replicating is nearly 300 million. I'm not that extravagant...he will definitely stop it."

Xun Li casually walked up to the scarf, picked it up, rubbed it with his fingers twice, and said with a blank expression, "You actually use something like this, so do your wallet and your clothes." He took a big puff of cigarette, leisurely Breathing out smoke, he threw the cigarette butts and scarf into the fireplace one after the other...

He Jinluo brought the painting back to Wutongyuan's residence with Wen Zhuo, and pondered for a long time with his hands in his hands. He would probably feel uncomfortable when Qi Luo saw it with his wounds like this.After tossing and tossing for a long time, the road was far away and it was getting late, so I finally decided not to go to the manor, just make a phone call to report that I am safe.

Learning from the previous lesson, He Jinluo specially told Wen Que: "Don't tell Hengyu that I'm injured!"

"He asked me, and I'm sure I'll tell you." Wen Que pouted confidently.

"If he knew you were beside me and I was hurt, guess what he would do?" He Jinluo smiled.

Wen Que suddenly looked sad: "Then he will know tomorrow."

"Of course I will tell him tomorrow that I accidentally injured him, but if you dare to report to him today, I will say that you didn't protect me well!"

Wen Que pursed his lips and did not speak.

He Jinluo walked into the bathroom with a smirk.

"Accidentally" was scratched by the picture frame for a little skin trauma, Qi Luo saw that he was going to use control to help heal immediately, He Jinluo was already prepared, and after giving him a glance, he quickly withdrew his hand and ran away, Threatening in his mouth: "You dare to use control, I won't come to the manor until I recover from my injury, and I won't see you!"

Qi Luo could only hold back his distress.

[The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah I like Xun Li!I like Xun Li!I like Xun Li!

Is this the legendary self-healing? 555555~~~~~~~~~~_(:з」∠)_]