Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

Zhang Chuan laughed a few times, but didn't care, reached out and rang the doorbell of Jiang Peng's house.

"Who?" Jiang Peng answered the door without any change in tone.

"police."

Jiang Peng didn't hesitate too long and let the two of them in.When he opened the door of the building, he saw Jiang Xunli, but he was only slightly taken aback, and without asking, he turned around and invited the two of them to the small living room on the second floor.

After sitting on the sofa, Jiang Xunli took out the sketch, unfolded it and placed it on the coffee table in front of the three of them.

Zhang Chuan stretched out his hand to tap the drawing paper, and asked, "Do you still have this model, her identity information and contact information?"

Jiang Peng didn't answer, but instead asked, "Can I see your police officer ID?"

Zhang Chuan didn't take any airs, and casually took out his police officer ID and threw it to Jiang Peng, saying, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell us, now that we have this painting, it's not difficult to find her information. But we hope you can Cooperate and tell us where all your paintings featuring her go."

Jiang Peng closed the police officer's card, handed it back to Zhang Chuan, and extended his hand to Jiang Xunli.

"Why?" Jiang Xunli didn't know why.

Zhang Chuan said with a smile: "He is not a policeman, but just my assistant, without a certificate."

"The police come to make inquiries. According to regulations, there must be at least two groups." Jiang Peng withdrew his hands expressionlessly, crossing his fingers in front of him.

"Tsk!" Zhang Chuan frowned, and said, "He's my assistant, so why isn't there a team of two?"

Jiang Peng glanced at Zhang Chuan indifferently: "He's not a policeman."

Zhang Chuan reached for the sketch on the table, folded it back into his pocket, leaned back on the sofa, and said, "You have to figure it out now, we came to ask you because you were involved in a... oh No, there are several homicide and wounding cases. If you continue to refuse to cooperate like this, we will have to use stronger methods to question you."

Jiang Peng's expression didn't change at all, as if he didn't understand this sentence.His cold eyes moved away from Zhang Chuan and looked into Jiang Xunli's eyes.

After a while, the corner of his mouth suddenly hooked up slightly, and it disappeared in a flash.

This sneer that only lasted for a moment made Jiang Xunli completely understand - Jiang Peng probably already guessed something.

So Jiang Xunli also raised the corners of his mouth, showing a mouthful of neat teeth, smiling so much that his eyes curled up: "Mr. Jiang, is there something wrong with the pendant I gave you yesterday?"

"Yes." Jiang Peng replied.

"Is it hot in the exhibition hall today?" Jiang Xunli raised his eyebrows and continued to ask, "You are an artist, so you may not know epoxy resin, but it... is actually a kind of transparent plastic, and some people Call it plexiglass. Once this kind of thing is solidified, the state will be very stable, and it will not heat itself for no reason."

Jiang Peng stared at Jiang Xunli for a moment, then reached out and took off the pendant hanging from his neck, and put it in the center of the coffee table.

Zhang Chuan took a breath, grabbed the pendant, flipped through it for a while, and stared at Jiang Xunli: "You did it?!"

Jiang Xunli nodded: "It's a little thing."

"Small thing? What are you kidding?!" Zhang Chuan almost jumped up from the sofa, "You used epoxy resin to make amulets?! Don't lie to me, if this thing can be made into a utensil, how many days will A middle school student who plays Fushi is doomed!"

Jiang Xunli said helplessly: "What are you thinking? It is filled with extremely high-purity cinnabar and my spiritual power, and this peace talisman has been losing energy. If I don't replenish the spiritual power, it will disappear after two days. I have used it. If the resin can be easily used to make magic tools, who would buy mahogany?"

Only then did Zhang Chuan heave a sigh of relief, and threw the pendant back on the coffee table.

"You heard it too, so I won't keep it from you." Jiang Xunli looked at Jiang Peng and said, "If this matter hadn't gotten worse, I shouldn't have told you this. The one before you The female model, the one in "The Drunken Concubine", is probably dead and turned into a ghost. Now it is going around doing evil through your paintings, so we need you to provide the whereabouts of those paintings."

Jiang Peng lowered his eyes, didn't say a word, and didn't know whether to believe it or not.

Zhang Chuan said: "You have to understand that we have the ability to check all your works. Even if you don't tell us, we can eventually find those paintings and dispose of them all. But it will take time and effort, and there may be more during this period. People have been victimized, we came to you directly to reduce the loss. I hope you can cooperate."

Jiang Peng finally raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Chuan: "What are you going to do with those paintings?"

"Just put a soul-suppressing talisman on the back of the picture." Jiang Xunli said, "Don't worry, you won't destroy the fruits of your labor. After we eliminate that ghost, even the soul-suppressing talisman can be removed. any damage."

Jiang Peng moved his shoulders and leaned his body against the back of the sofa, much more relaxed than before.

"My paintings, apart from the ones auctioned off through art exhibitions, are rarely sold out. The sketch just now is the only one I sent out after returning to China. As for the oil paintings, except for the "Drunken Concubine" currently on display in Nanzhi Garden, One is in my warehouse, and two are collected by Yancheng University Art Museum and a wealthy businessman surnamed Hua."

Both Jiang Xunli and Zhang Chuan were taken aback: "A wealthy businessman surnamed Hua?!"

"It's Hua Youbin. The victim of the first love murder was his lover, and the murderer was his wife." Zhang Chuan frowned and said, "He should have kept that painting at home."

"Yancheng University... the art gallery is more dangerous to me, but it seems that I haven't heard of the accident at Yancheng University?" Jiang Xunli asked, "Is it not on display yet?"

Zhang Chuan nodded and guessed: "At this time, the university's art gallery may be exhibiting the graduation projects of art students. Once the exhibition is over, the exhibits will be replaced. We must hurry up and contact Yancheng University. Take precautions."

Jiang Xunli nodded, then turned to Jiang Peng, and asked, "Can you give me the model's information?"

Jiang Peng didn't hesitate this time: "Her name is Zhu Weiwei, she is a full-time mannequin. Besides working here, she also works in several training institutions. Therefore, I am afraid that there will be many paintings using her as a model."

Hearing this, Zhang Chuan frowned tightly, and turned to look at Jiang Xunli.

Jiang Xunli also had a serious face, pondered for a moment, and said, "At least for now, it seems that only your painting has problems. By the way, Brother Zhang, you can be sure now that in these cases in Yanshi, apart from Dongnan's family and Apart from the matter of Hua Youbin's family, have the other murderers been to the Songzhuang Art Exhibition?"

"I ordered them to go to interrogation before." Zhang Chuan said, "I'll call and ask." Then, he picked up his mobile phone and walked out the door of the living room.

In the small living room, only Jiang Xunli and Jiang Peng were left, and fell into a strange silence.

Jiang Peng looked at Jiang Xunli without blinking, his eyes looked from Jiang Xunli's ink-like eyebrows and the end of his eyes like a fine brushwork painting, down, passed his not tall but very straight nose bridge, and fell On his two willow-like thin lips.

The first time Jiang Xunli saw Jiang Xunli, Jiang Peng realized that the boy's facial features were actually hiding some sharpness. If it weren't for the slightly rounded oval shape of his lower jaw, he would probably look more like an ancient gun. The sword, the blade is restrained, but extremely shocking.

But this kid loves to laugh, and his cheeks are very soft. When he smiles, a small dimple will appear under the left corner of his mouth, breaking his too sharp facial features.

Just now, when he wasn't smiling, he faintly exuded that mysterious aura that couldn't be stopped.

Now, he laughed, with a sly yuppie, squinting at people from the corners of his slightly curved eyes, and suddenly changed into another temperament.Really...elusive, yet...perfect.

Jiang Xunli squinted at Jiang Peng, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Isn't the young master very good-looking?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Peng nodded seriously: "Your appearance and body are perfect."

Jiang Xunli blinked, and suddenly moved closer to Jiang Peng. He didn't ask until they could feel each other's breath, "Do you know why I'm perfect?"

Jiang Peng didn't answer.

Jiang Xunli chuckled, raised an arm around Jiang Peng's neck, and pinched a simple Ice Art behind his back.Although he is not good at spells, the ice spell he used has no attack power, but it is enough to cool down.

Holding the Ice Art, he leaned closer, breathed out on Jiang Peng's face, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Because... I'm not human."

The sudden drop in the surrounding temperature coupled with Jiang Xunli's words finally caused a crack to appear on Jiang Peng's face that had not changed color for thousands of years.Jiang Xunli was very satisfied to see goose bumps on Jiang Peng's arms, and the pupils of his beautiful eyes dilated slightly.

"Look, when we first asked you, you didn't tell us the truth. Now that you know we are not human, we have to prevent you from telling us about us." Jiang Xunli held back a smile and continued Teased Jiang Peng, "So, you must sign a soul contract with me!"

Jiang Peng was silent, but Jiang Xunli concentrated his spiritual power in his ears, and he could hear his heartbeat soaring.

"Come on, let's sign the contract..." Jiang Xunli said, almost unable to hold back his laughter, so he turned his head and leaned close to Jiang Peng's neck, avoiding his sight.

Suddenly, he felt a slight tremor around Jiang Peng's arm.

Finally, Jiang Xunli couldn't hold back any longer, let go of Jiang Peng, and collapsed on the sofa laughing: "Hahahahaha! You, hahaha, do you believe it? Hahahaha—do you really think that , hahaha, thought I was going to bite your neck? Hahahaha—oh, you are so funny!"

Looking at Jiang Xunli who was rolling on the sofa, Jiang Peng slowly took a breath, and then let go of the fists that had been tightly clenched since just now.

Jiang Xunli wiped away the tears from laughing, reached out to grab the resin pendant on the coffee table, added some spiritual power into it, and threw it to Jiang Peng casually. "Take it, this amulet is somewhat useful." He laughed again and asked, "Hey, did you really believe it just now?"

"……No."

Jiang Peng's tone was cold, without squinting, he secretly clenched the pendant in his hand, never acknowledging it.

The author has something to say:

——OOC Fake Theater——

Jiang Xiaofeng: I am not human

Painter Jiang: (a little excited, no wonder he is so perfect)

Jiang Xiaofeng: Let's sign a contract

Painter Jiang: (I'm a little excited, I don't know what it's like to sign a contract with a monster)

Jiang Xiaofeng: Hahahaha you really believe it

Painter Jiang: (...MMP)

——The above is false——

Well, Jiang Xiaomang Pipi Ginger's essence is beginning to be exposed...

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