There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Professor Shen, who was in the bathroom, looked at the four short words on the text message he had just received on the phone screen, and suddenly bent down, laughing out of breath.

"That's it... so you know how he was feeling at that time."

After laughing enough, Professor Shen stood up straight and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief. After thinking about it for a long time, he carefully typed again on the keyboard.

When Helian Quan was waiting for a reply in the basement, he took a look around by the way. Shen Chuixing should have been imprisoned here at the beginning, and there were still some traces of his life left. There was a small bed in the corner and the space was cramped. Going forward, there said to be a bed, but in fact it was just sleeping on a hard plank.

But when Helian Quan went forward, he found that the hardwood board was densely packed with nicks, all of which were written with the same person's name.

The name He Lianquan is too familiar - that is his mother, Zheng Feiran, the eldest daughter of the Zheng family back then. Seriously, as if he was tracing the girl's face with his heart.

"If it wasn't for the fact that the owner of this art gallery is in the hospital now..."

He Lianquan's face was gloomy and his voice was fierce. He moved his fingers and turned to look at Officer Sun.

"If possible, I would like to file a lawsuit after the boss recovers, but I have no real blood relationship with this painter, and I will ask you for help then."

Officer Sun still doesn't know why He Lianquan is so excited?It's like he didn't know the relationship between the painter who lived in this basement and He Lianquan was so inseparable that He Lianquan wanted to retaliate at all costs.

But Police Officer Sun also felt that the painter's life was too difficult, so he was very supportive of He Lianquan's decision to take revenge on the owner of the art gallery.

"As long as I can find substantive evidence that the owner of the art gallery abused the painter, I'm sure I can make him pay the price."

Officer Sun murmured in his heart, because the owner of the art museum is now lying in the hospital because of the radioactive gas——

"Could it be that the man in black also wanted to avenge the painter, so he infected the owner of the art gallery with the virus?"

Officer Sun's murmurs did not escape Helian Quan's ears, his eyes were fixed on his mother's name on the bed board, but within half a minute he turned around and grabbed Officer Sun's arm eagerly.

"Officer Sun, when I was about to send my wife away today, did I entrust you to send someone to escort her?"

Officer Sun was taken aback by He Lianquan, and then nodded inexplicably. He Lianquan took out his mobile phone and called the driver who was in charge of sending Zhen Jiabao away.

Because Zhen Jiabao was too important to He Lianquan, when he was about to leave, he deliberately found a familiar driver, and carefully saved his phone number.

But when He Lianquan wanted to dial the phone, he found that the phone was turned off. He opened the positioning software to check the current location of the car, but found that the car was parked in a certain corner of the city and did not leave.

If we start counting from the time when we left, Zhen Jiabao should have left the city in a car by now——

He Lianquan's gaze suddenly became sharp, and then turned to look at Officer Sun.

"My wife's car was in an accident. Please mobilize more police force. I'm afraid this man in black is responsible."

He Lianquan was right. Before Officer Sun could react, he received another message from the man in black on his mobile phone.

"BINGO—congratulations on winning another game. As a reward, I can completely give up any device in the mall. By the way, some people have beautiful profiles when they are asleep."

Professor Shen had a malicious smile on his face. After writing the text message, he turned off the phone again, put it in his pocket, and carefully adjusted the smile on his face in the mirror, so that he was not too arrogant and had a serious face. walked out of the bathroom.

The little police officer was still in the car and devotedly stared at anyone who appeared on the street. Professor Shen sat back in the car with a quiet smile on his face. The little police officer looked at him and always felt that his mood was like Much better than leaving the car.

"Professor Shen is in a good mood now?"

The little police officer was talking to Professor Shen in boredom—he really couldn't bear it anymore, there was no one passing by on this street, and he was already bored to the point of falling leaves from the trees to the ground in the dormitory.

Professor Shen looked back at him.

"I'm really in a good mood now, how do you see it?"

The little police officer didn't answer, and muttered in his heart, the smile in your eyes can be seen by anyone.

Although Professor Shen is in a good mood now, Police Officer Sun and He Lianquan who came out of the art gallery are not so lucky.

He Lianquan's eyes were red as if they were about to burst, and Police Officer Sun also looked flustered and anxious. When he sat in the car, he could hear him using the walkie-talkie to arrange the staff.

And He Lianquan kept staring at the text message on the phone screen, frowning and thinking urgently about where the man in black would hide Zhen Jiabao.

Professor Shen is not curious about He Lianquan's performance - of course, the text message that made He Lianquan concentrate on reading him was edited by him and then sent out. Of course, he would not wonder why he behaved like this, but As a police consultant who doesn't know anything, he still needs to add another pinch of salt to Helian Quan's wound.

"What's wrong with Mr. Helian? The agreement with that black man has not been fulfilled?"

Professor Shen wisely did not harass He Lianquan, but asked another little policeman who was with them, and that little policeman looked at He Lianquan hesitantly, then at Officer Sun , then shut up sensibly, and persuaded Professor Shen by the way.

"This matter cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences. In short, President Helian's wife was robbed by the man in black."

Officer Sun suddenly threw the walkie-talkie on the ground of the car in a fit of rage, and then cursed.

"What the hell is this man in black doing? What he does is so strange. What is his purpose?"

"His purpose is just to make me uncomfortable."

He Lianquan suddenly spoke heavily, compared to the last time he brought up this idea, now his tone is full of certainty.

"If I didn't guess wrong, he should have a lot of relationship with my mother's lover. When you were the one who fell in love with my mother, it was my mother who was forcibly married to my father by my grandfather. Later, I never Haven't heard anything about that person."

He Lianquan casually said that his mother once had a lover. Although Police Officer Sun still misses He Lianquan's kidnapped wife, he still couldn't help but have a feeling of "as expected of her." Rich people" feeling.

He Lianquan was also a little speechless when he looked at Officer Sun with that look.

"It's just that my mother fell in love with him, but my grandfather disagreed and married my mother to someone else."

So there is not as much love and hatred as you think, there are only two young people watching and struggling from the beginning to the end.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Professor Shen's mouth.

"So what does this matter have to do with Madam Ling's disappearance?"

Professor Shen shook his head, his pale lips with a hint of moist luster reflected the light in the sun, but the words he said were not so kind.

"Could it be that former lover who kidnapped your wife?"

Professor Shen suddenly clapped his hands, and said in surprise with a face of sudden realization.

He Lianquan lowered his head even lower, and opened his mouth regretfully.

"If I'm not mistaken, the imprisoned painter in the art gallery was my mother's lover back then, and my mother's name was engraved densely on the wooden bed where he slept."

He Lianquan's tone was inexplicably mournful, and Police Officer Sun knew what the imprisoned painter had to do with He Lianquan, and also because Helian Quan had taken the initiative to take revenge on the owner of the art gallery. And amazed.

As his mother was forced to marry and give birth to children, shouldn't He Lianquan look down on his mother's lover before marriage?Why would you want to stand up for him?

Helian Quan had a painful expression on his face.

"My mother lost all thoughts because of her disappearance back then, and finally chose to commit suicide. Although I have never met the painter, I must seek justice for him even if it is for my mother."

Officer Sun suddenly realized, and looked at He Lianquan with even more admiration.

It was really not easy for him, knowing that his mother committed suicide because of another man, yet he still said it so calmly.

"But since the painter back then is dead, what is going on with this person who looks like he wants to avenge him now."

Police officer Sun was puzzled. The painter was imprisoned in the basement and worked for the art museum for so long. Could it be that he met someone during those days, and then the current mystery came about?
He Lianquan shook his head, but when he mentioned the man in black again, he was not as indignant as before.

"No matter what is the reason why he wants revenge, but at least I want to thank him for giving Shen Chuixing's painting a chance to see the light of day again. I think my mother will be happy if she knows."

He Lianquan put his hands on his knees, and it was only then that Professor Shen realized that there was an oil painting by his feet.

"This oil painting was painted by him to commemorate my mother at the last time. If the story that Professor Shen told is true, then he also died to protect this oil painting from being tarnished. When the matter here is over I want to take this oil painting to my mother's grave afterwards."

Officer Sun was moved, then sighed and patted He Lianquan on the shoulder.

"But he shouldn't, he shouldn't have touched my wife."

However, He Lianquan suddenly changed his style of painting, and his tone became particularly blunt.

Officer Sun was embarrassingly remembering that He Lianquan's wife was still in the hands of the man in black, and that he was a policeman and there was no news about him.

The team of police officers he sent to escort Zhen Jiabao's car out of the city could not be contacted at all, and even with full firepower within the city, they only found an empty car—the people in that car had disappeared.

Even the driver of Zheng's family didn't know where they were taken. In short, no one can explain exactly how Zhen Jiabao was taken away.

Officer Sun connected the story he had just heard, and then suddenly slapped his thigh.

"By the way—Mr. Helian, didn't you tell the man in black that the name of that painting is My Love Is Forever?"

He Lianquan was stunned for a moment, then brought the painting under the eyes of everyone, and then touched the border very preciously.

"I just think he should be in such a state of mind when he painted this painting, so he named this painting."

Officer Sun looked at He Lianquan with an ignorant expression on his face.

"Because of this name, you said that the name of this painting is Lost My Love Forever. Isn't this reminding the man in black to make you lose your love forever?"

Officer Sun's words made He Lianquan purse his lips tightly, but Professor Shen beside him had a different opinion.

"The man in black definitely didn't kidnap Madam after seeing your reply. If he wanted to say it, he seemed to be fully prepared."

Professor Shen's words made Police Officer Sun a little surprised, so he added a few sentences bitterly.

"If the man in black really decided to kidnap Madam on the spur of the moment, how could he have done it so beautifully that we can't find any clues now."