Chapter 60

I carefully gathered up and watched for a long time.

Li Yuntian also found the big stove and took a breath of cool air and said, "he should have used the stove to find the footprints of the executioner in the painting, right?"

I immediately crouched down, hoping to find footprints, but I didn't find them.

I wonder, what is Wang Leng going to do?

Out of curiosity, I opened the stove with iron tongs and found that it was not charcoal.

Because at the end of burning, the carbon will turn white, but the ash in it is black, and it's very soft when it's stirred with iron tongs.

I asked Li Yuntian with serious expression: "officer Li, if a person is burned by the fire and the outer layer of skin is not completely burned, what color will the residue be?"

Hearing this, Li Yuntian could not help shivering: "Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?"

Without a word, I picked up the pliers, clamped out the black things in the stove, and then slowly spread out and said, "you think this black slag looks like human skin..."

Li Yuntian is shocked. He reaches out his hand, but doesn't care about scalding. He picks up a small piece of slag and puts it on his hand, and sniffs it at the tip of his nose. "It's really skin tissue, but it's animal fur," he said, sweating for a moment

"Yes." I nodded: "but why does Wang Leng want to burn the skin? This season, silly force will light a big stove at home

Yin Xinyue suddenly realized something and said, "I know. Wang Leng must be afraid of being recognized by us, so he disfigured himself!"

I instantly laughed: "you are so funny. Even if you want to disfigure, you don't need to cut off the whole face and burn it. What's more, no one in the world is so cruel to himself. I think the other party must have done it under the circumstances of necessity, such as being forced by the executioner. "

"The executioner has been here, too?" At the mention of the executioner, Yin Xinyue and Li Yuntian's faces began to turn abnormal.

However, this is clearly the most reasonable explanation at present.

I thought for a long time, and finally thought that if Wang Leng didn't die, he would definitely come back. Because he has to eat, it's impossible to leave the house full of antiques. After careful consideration, I decided to stay tonight and wait.

Li Yuntian offered to join me, and I agreed. Yin Xinyue, a busy host, naturally wants to be with us.

We bought some food casually outside, filled our stomachs, and waited at Wang Leng's house. Now it's early days, Wang Leng should choose to come back in the middle of the night when no one is around. I have nothing to do with it. I began to observe Wang Leng's collection of antiques carefully.

Wang Leng is really a powerful antique dealer. The antiques here, from the Warring States period to the Ming and Qing Dynasties, although there are some forgeries, most of them are authentic works of high artistic value.

The reason why I didn't make a move is probably because of the wrong way?

After all, there are not many families who dare to digest these black antiques. They have to deal with them one by one.

I asked Li Yuntian what the police were going to do with so many antiques that were not on the right way? Li Yuntian shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying that there was no way to do it. There was not much he could do. China's laws and regulations in this area are not sound, and these guys like to take advantage of the law. If the police can not find conclusive evidence to prove that these relics are from the underground, he is helpless with Wang Leng.

I sighed for a long time, and said to myself that China's many good treasures were destroyed by these scum people!

It's getting dark. Maybe it's psychological function. I suddenly feel that the room is becoming gloomy and terrible. Li Yuntian and Yin Xinyue also clearly felt the treacherous atmosphere. Their faces were not good, and they dared not walk around the room at will, for fear that these antiques were all "Yin things".

But I don't think it's possible. Yin is very rare. Some antique merchants may not encounter the shadow once in their lives. The reason why I have frequent contact is that I am a Yin merchant, where there is a Yin running.

I took the two into the bedroom and watched the living room carefully. I wonder if Wang Leng will come back tonight? If we don't come back, we'll have to live long.

We must find the source of the ancient painting as soon as possible, or even if Grandpa is alive, he can't get rid of the evil spirit in the painting.

Time is passing by. In this gloomy room, there is a feeling of passing day by day. At about nine o'clock in this community, it was completely quiet, even without street lights.

We didn't turn on the light in the room, for fear of disturbing Wang Leng. By the bleak moonlight, I can only barely distinguish the shadow of Li Yuntian and Yin Xinyue.

I've been worried. What should I do if there's another shadow in the room? In the dark, will Li Yuntian or Yin Xinyue smile at me with distorted face? Nothing is known.

The more you think about it, the more scared you are. That's how you scare yourself!

Early morning, one o'clock in the morning, two o'clock in the morningUntil four or five o'clock in the morning, the living room was still very quiet, there was no movement.

This quiet atmosphere makes my heart more unstable, and I always feel something is wrong. But I can't say exactly what's wrong.

Until the community began to get up early to go to work, my heart of the sense of insecurity, it gradually disappeared.

I reluctantly waved to the two men and said, "it was Bai Shou yesterday. Wang Leng didn't come back."

Listen to me, Li Yuntian and Yin Xinyue are relieved. It seems that both of them don't want Wang Leng to come back, because we don't know what form Wang Leng will come back at all?

If we didn't come back last night, we'll have to keep watch tonight. I took them downstairs for breakfast, and Li Yuntian suddenly answered a phone call. After hanging up the phone, Li Yuntian's face suddenly began to change abnormally.

As soon as I saw his face, I knew something must have happened. Sure enough, under my questioning, Li Yuntian told me that the ancient painting was missing

Listen to him so say, my heart pounded jump for a while, hurriedly ask is when matter? Li Yuntian shook his head, saying that it should be last night, this morning when the police routine inspection, only to find the ancient painting disappeared.

I secretly scolded, and then let Li Yuntian take me to the murder scene immediately.

This may be Wang Leng's plan to move the tiger away from the mountain. He sent us to his home and stole the ancient paintings himself.

When we arrived at the scene, several policemen were watching at the door. After seeing Li Yuntian, immediately come up to report the situation to Li Yuntian.

"Last night everything was normal and no one even came to the third floor. But that painting disappeared somehow... "

I immediately asked, "are you sure no one came up last night? When I was on duty, did anything strange happen? Tell me every possible detail. "

The Guard officer once again insisted that everything was OK.

I took a deep breath and said, "open the door, I'll go in and have a look!"

The police immediately opened the door. I found that the door was in good condition. Unless there was a key, it was impossible to enter from the front door.

After entering, everything was normal. There was no vision, no footprints left, only the ancient painting hanging on the wall was missing.

I carefully went to the place where the ancient paintings were hung and looked at them, but I didn't find any clues.

Li Yuntian whispered in my ear: "will it be The dead man stole the old painting? "

I can't make up my mind, so I have to let Li Yuntian have a look. The body is still not in the morgue.

Li Yuntian immediately took us to the morgue. The morgue was as cold and gloomy as ever. Pull out the body. There is no abnormality in the body.

I'll take a breath of cool air. What the hell is going on?