Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

Dong Nan, 55 years old.CEO of Senqi Capital China, art collector.His wife, Wen Anzhi, is a descendant of scientific researcher Wen Lao, a scholarly young lady, who teaches at the Chinese Studies Department of a key university in Yan City, and retired a year ago.The old couple have a very close relationship. Currently, they live with their only son Dong Jiahao in the Lanshan villa area on the outskirts of Yan City. They are planning to return to Anhui Province to retire together after Dong Nan retires.

No one expected that misfortune would come suddenly at this time.

Zhang Chuan drove his car all the way up to the top of the highest mountain in the villa area, and stopped by the wall engraved with "Lanshan Villa No. [-]".The police at the scene recognized that it was Zhang Chuan's private car, and pulled back the cordon at the gate of the villa, indicating that he could drive the car in.

Zhang Chuan got out of the car and waved his hand at the little policeman: "No, I'll just stop here, and I'll go to another place later."

Jiang Xunli got off the car and followed Zhang Chuan to the villa.

"Wait a minute. Boss Zhang, this is...?" The policeman stopped Jiang Xunli and looked at him curiously.

"Oh, this is my friend. He majors in...psychology. It may be helpful to the case. I'll take him in to have a look." Zhang Chuan said casually, putting his arm around Jiang Xunli's shoulders, and dragging him into the room. villa.

The style of Dong Nan's villa is completely different from that of Jiang Peng's. The overall design is a milky white and golden scattered European style, with a very high grayscale blue and purple lily pattern.On the walls of the villa, there are large and small oil paintings, including landscapes, still lifes and portraits. They are rich in variety and variable in size, and they really look like what a collector should have in his home.

Most of the policemen gathered in the living room and dining room on the first floor. A rope was stretched around the sofa in the living room. That sofa was where Wen Anzhi lay when he died.At this time, Wen Anzhi had been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, although everyone knew that she would never be saved.

A cleanly dressed young girl was sitting on an armchair next to her, her hands were handcuffed behind her back, she was tilting her head and looking to one side, where an old man with gray hair was talking to the police with red eyes.

The girl in the armchair has affectionate eyes, but for some reason, she looks a little creepy.

"The old man is Dong Nan. It seems that his mood is quite calm." Zhang Chuan said.

Jiang Xunli sighed: "The wound is deep, how can there be so many emotional outbursts. What he wants most now is for his wife to come back alive. As for the murderer, he is not in the mood to pursue it yet."

"The girl's name is Liu Pingjuan, and she worked as a nanny in Dongnan's house for eight years. It is said that Wen Anzhi is very fond of her. Wen Anzhi once offered to pay her to go to college, but she refused."

After Zhang Chuan finished speaking, he shook his head and stepped forward to greet the old man.

Jiang Xunli followed him to the armchair and put his hand on Liu Pingjuan's shoulder.Liu Pingjuan didn't seem to be aware of it, her eyes didn't move away from Dongnan's body, seeing that Zhang Chuan blocked her sight, she immediately moved her body to look for a gap.

Jiang Xunli drove the spiritual power around Liu Pingjuan's body, cleaning up the ghost energy that had already dissipated from her body.But just like the tough girl she met in the coffee shop, Liu Pingjuan did not regain her sanity.

This ghost...is a bit tricky.What exactly does it rely on to control people's activities, and to continue to captivate people's souls after being expelled from ghosts?

"I'll go to the second floor to have a look. The paintings on the first floor are fine." Jiang Xunli whispered in Zhang Chuan's ear.

Zhang Chuan glanced at the people in the living room and dining room, and seeing that everyone was busy with their own affairs, he nodded, "Try not to be discovered."

"En." Jiang Xunli responded, turned around and started strolling in the living room.Finding a gap, he stepped up the stairs leading to the second floor in twos and threes without disturbing anyone.

There is a small hall on the second floor of the villa, which is much warmer than the large living room downstairs. It is probably the place where a family of three usually watches TV.There are four bedrooms, a study room, a fitness room and a sun room on the left and right sides of the central hall.However, the second floor of the villa is probably to create a warmer atmosphere, and there are not many oil paintings hanging on the walls. Most of the pictures on the walls are photos of the family.

Jiang Xunli released his spiritual power, and soon sensed the flow of ghost energy, and locked the target in the study.

The study room has a large area. In addition to the huge writing desk facing the window and the bookshelves on the left and right walls of the writing desk, there is also a sofa and coffee table at the corner just after entering the door, and a low cabinet with tea and coffee machines next to it.Opposite the sofa, there is an easel, and on the shelf is an unfinished drawing.

However, there are no oil paintings on the walls of the study, only a map of the world.

Jiang Xunli frowned slightly, walked straight to the back of the huge desk, and opened the middle drawer of the desk.

There is a stack of picture albums in the drawer, and each picture in the picture album is drawn step by step, which is convenient for beginners to copy step by step.Jiang Xunli took out "Basic Sketching of Human Body Structure" from a stack of albums, flipped through it casually, and then turned out a page of drawing paper sandwiched in it.

A strong ghostly aura rushed towards his face, Jiang Xunli quickly pinched the drawing paper in his hand, and shot out a tyrannical aura, obliterating all the ghostly aura on the screen.He didn't look down at the painting on the paper until he could no longer feel the slightest ghost in this room.

It was a sketch of a bust, sixteen mot, and a row of round holes torn off the side of the paper indicated that it had been torn from a sketchbook.

The female model in the picture is extremely thin, and the outline of the bones can be seen on the neck, collarbone and shoulders, but her face is full of melon seeds, her eyes are slanted, her lips are like plump petals, and she even falls apart when she smiles There is a little charm, with a touch of almost sacred treasure.

This bust is not naked, the female model is loosely wearing a thin bathrobe that Jiang Xunli looks very familiar with—it was the one that Jiang Peng threw for him when he had to go to the downstairs warehouse of Jiang Peng’s house yesterday that piece.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xunli felt goosebumps all over his body, thinking that if he had the chance, he must destroy that bathrobe.

Turning over the drawing paper, there are three words written on the lower left corner of the back: To Dongnan.And it has Jiang Peng's signature.

Jiang Xunli folded the drawing paper in two at will, stuffed it into his backpack, and walked out the door of the study.

At this time, there was a noise from the hall on the first floor. It seemed that someone was arguing. The sound was very loud, and the emotions of people who were almost violent could be heard.

"How could Xiaojuan do such a thing? What good will it do her?! Penicillin is not easy to buy, Xiaojuan hardly ever leaves the house, how could she get penicillin!"

"Jiahao, she has admitted that she forged prescriptions to buy medicines, and the police have found relevant surveillance..."

"I won't believe it! Forged prescriptions? Are prescriptions so easy to forge? Xiaojuan hasn't even gone to college, how could she know to use this method to harm people! You must have ordered it! You are the mastermind!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, Jiang Xunli returned to the lobby from the second floor, leaned over to Zhang Chuan, and asked, "Is this Dong Nan's son?"

Zhang Chuan nodded.

In the hall, the father and son were at war, and a group of policemen were trying to separate the two.Dong Nan's face was full of tears, and the wrinkles on his face were wet, but Dong Jiahao pointed at Dong Nan and cursed unceremoniously, while protecting Liu Pingjuan who was sitting in the armchair behind him, preventing anyone from approaching him.Liu Pingjuan was blocked from seeing, with an anxious expression on her face, she was stretching her neck and trying to look over Dong Jiahao's shoulder to see Dong Nan on the opposite side.

This scene was too weird, Zhang Chuan sighed, and turned around to ask Jiang Xunli, "Did you find it?"

"I found it, a sketch." Jiang Xunli said, "I can now conclude that the female model is dead, and this ghost was transformed into her. But now it's a bit tricky, it seems to be able to appear in all the models that use her as a model." You can move freely in the painting, if you can't seal the whole portrait of her, I'm afraid you won't be able to grasp it at all."

"At present, its power is limited. I'm afraid it has to return to the corpse or the ashes during the day, and it can only come out to do evil at sunset. But if we move a little slower, it will one day gain enough energy through killing people and become truly free to come and go. It's even more difficult to do that."

"It's fine if it's just an oil painting. Jiang Peng probably didn't paint a few... But sketches and sketches can also be possessed, so..."

Zhang Chuan obviously also realized the seriousness of the matter, and immediately said: "We will go to Jiang Peng now."

Jiang Xunli nodded.The case in this villa can be handed over to the police. The facts of the case are clear, the murderer has confessed to the crime, and the evidence has hardly been covered up or destroyed. It is not something that a small townsman who knows magic can get his hands on.

The two came to the courtyard of the villa, and Jiang Xunli saw a very flamboyant sports car parked in the courtyard.A fat orange cat was lying on the hood of the car. Seeing Jiang Xunli looking over, it jumped down and ran away.

Jiang Xunli's footsteps paused slightly.

Coincidences are indeed everywhere. He was covered in dust by this sports car yesterday, and he saw this car this morning. Who knew that he would have a third chance to see this car?Recalling that when the sports car passed by in the morning, he heard a man and a woman laughing loudly in the car, probably Dong Jiahao and the little nanny.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the car?" Zhang Chuan asked.

"No problem." Jiang Xun said with a smile, "It's just that sometimes I suddenly feel that this world is too scary."

Zhang Chuan gave him a blank look: "You are not suitable for saying such things at all."

The two drove down to "Lanshan Villa No. [-]" halfway up the mountain, and parked the car in front of the red iron courtyard gate.

Zhang Chuan got out of the car and looked up, looked at a clump of green branches and leaves protruding from the courtyard wall, and said with a smile: "An artist is an artist. It takes a lot of effort to introduce such a tall clump of roses here. I'm afraid it didn't take long to move them here. It didn't bloom this year..."

Jiang Xunli didn't study this kind of western ornamental plants, and he didn't care about it at all. He was about to open the door and get out of the car, but suddenly saw a patrol battery car leisurely driving at the end of the road.

After seeing the security guards in the car clearly, Jiang Xunli slammed the car door again.

Zhang Chuan turned around when he heard the voice, very puzzled.

After watching the patrol car turn the corner, Jiang Xunli got out of Zhang Chuan's car.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Chuan laughed.

"Oh, I climbed over the wall of Jiang Peng's house last night, and was caught by the security guard." Jiang Xunli said casually, "Isn't it afraid that we will have to explain when we meet again, so we should just hide."

But in my heart, I was roaring madly: This funny guy who broke the security guard is still lingering, right? ? ?

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