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Chapter 566 Let¡¯s go home!

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    Gu Jin draws Qin Yu in the ward every day.

    She always looked at him with tenderness in her eyes. When she saw that look, Gu Jin felt that her heart softened into a puddle of water. She wanted to be kissed and hugged, and her mouth felt dry

    But now, he knows their situation better than anyone else. If Qin Yu doesn't come close, he won't pull her over.

    He didn¡¯t want any irrelevant person to see him and Qin Yu together.

    He painted her eyes.

    Those eyes sometimes seem to have been washed by clean water. The eyeballs are black and bright, playful and smart.

    Sometimes she looks at the sunshine outside, and the sun shines into her eyes, shining brightly.

    But more often than not, she kept looking at him, the light flashed into her eyes, and her eyes were dotted with light. Every crystal clear dot was him. The more she painted, the more addicted she became, so much so that later he stopped painting her portrait.

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    "Oh, Maida! Are you sure you're not spying on a painter?" Suddenly, an excited scream came from the Director's Office of M State Police Station.

    The screaming person was Mr. Akers, a friend of Director Peter. He lost a painting and came to report the incident. As soon as he finished describing the incident, Director Peter invited him to drink coffee.

    Peter hoped that Akers could see the mystery hidden in Gu Jin's paintings, but what he didn't expect was his screaming appreciation and uncontrollable excitement.

    "These eyes are so expressive and lively, so beautiful and wonderful"

    "Dear friend, can you ask the painter to give these words to me, or sell them to me?" The more Akers read these words, the more he liked them. This man's painting skills are not comparable to ordinary people.

    "Akers, I asked you to come up because I want you to help me take a look. Is there anything else in this painting? Is there any secretly hidden information?" The director knocked on the table and frowned.

    He couldn¡¯t believe that this Chinese man was really painting.

    He was at Edward's house and really didn't do anything.

    If he didn¡¯t do anything, where did he go during the time he disappeared?

    I really fell in the toilet, the blood in the toilet shouldn't be so fresh!

    They felt that the Chinese man¡¯s wrestling and bleeding were all fake, and maybe the blood pressure was not blood at all, but ketchup!  Later, they tested all the blood on the ground and found that it was indeed blood. The blood on the Chinese people was not ketchup.

    "The Edward family didn't lose anything, and Gu Jin didn't take anything with him when he left. There were no crime tools at the scene. It stands to reason that this case can already be understood.

    But the people in the Edward family have always felt that there was something fishy here, and so did he.

    After all the evidence has been overturned one by one, the only person he can rely on now is his painter friend.

    ¡°At the same time, the painter will definitely understand the method of painting. If he hides something in the painting, Akers will definitely be able to see it.

    "Let me see, let me see I will take a magnifying glass to see" Akers immediately took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and looked at the painting in front of him from top to bottom, from left to right, inside and outside.  I've read them all

    I watched it for half an hour.

    The longer he looked, the more excited the police chief became.

    I watched it for another half hour.

    "Okay! Akers, you have been reading for an hour! Please tell me the secrets you discovered. If there is too much information, we can sort it out slowly!"

    The police chief asked impatiently.

    Akers was very satisfied, as excited as if he had inhaled a dose of fairy spirit, and said, "The strength of holding the pen is very even, and the layout of every line and every point is particularly beautiful. Look at these eyes. If you look closely, you can only  You can see the aiming points of different light and dark lines, but if you look a little further, you can see that these eyes are smart and full of life! The eyes when they are angry are full of decadence! The eyes when they are angry  , there is a flame burning! When you are calm, your eyes are like a quiet lake! When you are full of love, there are thousands of stars in your eyes"

    "Ok! ok! Stop! Stop! Akers, I want you to tell me if there are any confidential documents hidden in these eyes! I don't want you to talk about eyes. What can you say about a pair of eyes? Who doesn't have a pair of eyes?  ? You can't tell me the contents of the confidential documents here if you have such a long pair of eyes. If you don't tell me so much, just a little bit will do!"

    What he wants to know is the information conveyed in these paintings!

    He wants to prove that this Chinese is really stealing their country¡¯s economic information!

    You don¡¯t want to hear these descriptions of eyes!

    "Mr. Peter! Such a beautiful, vivid, and expressive painting, why don't youPicture, what confidential information do you want?  How could you do this?  Such a soulful painter, do you think they are stealing information?  How could such a soulful painter do such a thing?  "

    Akers looked at Director Peter's words with great sadness, and every question he asked was an accusation.

    "Akers, have you been brainwashed by this painting?"

    "I was attracted by this painting! Oriental eyes are so beautiful!" Akers said with fascination, "Mr. Peter, tell me, where is the person who painted this painting now? Where is the person being painted? I  I want to see you now, immediately, immediately!"

    Director Peter was so angry at Akers that he shouldn't expect this guy whose brain was poisoned by the so-called art to say, "Get out! Please get out! These two people are not innocent yet, so you can't see them."

    "I believe they are innocent. How clear your eyes are, how clean and neat the lines you draw Can you give me two of these paintings? I, I, I like it so much!" Akers expressed his joy.  It was evident in his words, with a look of expectation.

    "No!"

    "" Being rejected so decisively, Akers felt like he had been hit in the face. He saw something good, but could not think about it carefully. His teeth were itching unbearably, "My dear Peter"

    "Don't even think about it!"

    Akers felt particularly uncomfortable and took two steps toward the door. The further he walked, the more unwilling he became. Just when he was about to step out, an idea came to him. He came back and said to Director Peter with a smile, "My dear  My old friend, maybe there really is some mystery here, but I didn¡¯t see it. How about you give me two, and I¡¯ll show you a good look when I get back.¡±

    "That's pretty much it. When you discover the secret, you must tell me as soon as possible." Director Peter handed the painting to Akers.

    He couldn't see the painting even with a magnifying glass, but he was sure that if Akers looked carefully, he would be able to see it. After all, Akers had experience in this kind of thing. As a country in M, he had unique experience in portraits. Someone had done it before.  He wrote a series of numbers with a special pen on the drawing paper. No one could see the strangeness on the drawing paper, but he did. Later, the police used the series of numbers to solve a serial murder case.

    As long as Akers can see a little difference, they will make progress.

    But what he didn't expect was that when he called Akers two days later, the servant of the Akers family said that Akers had gone on a trip. He also said that Akers asked him to tell him that he gave  The two paintings were torn apart by their cats and dogs while playing with them. He was ashamed to see them and went to the desert and difficult places to reflect on himself.

    After listening to the Akers servant¡¯s explanation, Director Peter directly smashed his office phone on the table.

    How could Akers, a bad guy who loves those two paintings so much, let cats and dogs tear them apart?  He must have secretly taken the two paintings and ran away.

    The only hope was shattered. Director Peter looked at the release documents of Gu Jin and Qin Yu on the table, and he was so angry that he couldn't breathe.

    Nothing was lost in the Edwardian family.

    Except for the bathroom, there was no trace of Gu Jin going anywhere else.

    There are no crime tools left by Gu Jin in Edward's house.

    The blood in the bathroom belongs to Gu Jin. It is real that he fell and the bleeding and injuries were real.

    There is no evidence to support anything they suspect.

    The country¡¯s largest jeweler is constantly putting pressure on him and constantly giving him bribes.

    Looking at the glittering jewels, Director Peter had a battle between heaven and man between whether to continue to imprison Gu Jin or to happily release Gu Jin with the jewels. Then, he calmly and calmly packed up the jewels.  He entered his briefcase and signed his name on the release document neatly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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