Wealthy Heavenly Master[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 56

After testing, the blood on that piece of drawing paper belonged to the same person, but who needs to be investigated. If it wasn't for Wen Ran, who would have known that under such delicate embroidery, there was such a glaring red blood? .

When Xu Qian found the store, the store manager was taken aback. He thought that the man who was haunted in the painting was really dead that day. This painting was donated by others for the second time. This painting was originally a charity sale of children in Anxin Homeland. It was bought by a boss surnamed Zhang at that time, but it took more than a week. That Zhang surnamed The boss brought over the painting, said to donate it, and the money from the sale was donated directly to Anxin Home, and then it was sold here for charity, and this painting has nothing to do with me from the beginning to the end."

Xu Qian looked at the complete family and said: "We will investigate whether it has anything to do with you. Now you just need to cooperate and tell us what you know. If there is anything to hide in your words, you will have full authority over your words and deeds." Responsible, so think about it before you talk.”

The boss was really wronged. Because he lived near Anxin Homeland, he learned that this school for deaf-mute children was a charitable private school. In addition, he often saw the dean of the deaf-mute school with a group of congenital or acquired disabilities. The children come out to do voluntary labor and pick up rubbish in the community. Gradually, they learn more and more, so they usually buy some educational toys and donate them to the school. Sometimes the school conducts charity sales , will also participate in it.

The boss surnamed Zhang was whom he met when he participated in the charity sale. The boss surnamed Zhang opened a gallery. He heard that there was a congenitally deaf nephew at home, so he paid more attention to this aspect. At that time, he exchanged business cards with him politely. , and he originally opened a private store, including all kinds of small ornaments, all kinds of large easels, and wanted to meet some who opened galleries, and in the future there would be another channel for purchasing goods, so that he could socialize.

Unexpectedly, the boss named Zhang took the initiative to find him later, saying that he would sell the painting on consignment, and the money from the sale would be donated directly: "I was a little surprised at the time, isn't it more expensive for the gallery owner to sell this kind of large embroidery painting than consignment here?" Is it convenient, Boss Zhang said at the time that he seemed to be closing the shop for renovations, anyway, it’s okay to let me stay here, and I didn’t ask for money, so I took it.”

Xu Qian glanced at the statement recorded by the recorder next to him, and handed it to the boss: "Take a look to see if there are any problems or omissions, and if not, sign it."

The boss signed his name with a pen, and gave the policeman the business card of the boss surnamed Zhang. By the way, he mentioned that a customer once said that the painting was not clean, and he told almost everything he knew because he was afraid of getting into trouble.

Needless to say, Xu Qian also knew who the boss was talking about, but he just casually told him not to be superstitious, and took him away without recording what the boss said later.

Through the business card, Xu Qian found the first owner who bought paintings. The owner of the gallery was surnamed Zhang and named Quan. He was quite young and under 30 years old. He opened a gallery on Art Street. The gallery was indeed closed when Xu Qian went. , but not for renovation, but for sale.

Seeing Xu Qian showing his police officer ID, Zhang Quan didn't understand what was going on, until Xu Qian asked about the picture of sunflowers, Zhang Quan's expression changed directly.

Not to mention that Zhang Quan's face became undisguised, even if he concealed it, he probably wouldn't be able to escape the eyes of an old criminal policeman like Xu Qian. Xu Qian narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Quan and said, "Now we found something on that painting. Bloodstain, you are the first buyer of this painting, so please cooperate with our investigation."

Zhang Quan was stunned for a moment, his face full of surprise: "Blood? The painting was still fine when I gave it away, and there was no blood at all."

Xu Qian said: "The bloodstains are on the original painting, which is covered with a layer of embroidery."

Zhang Quan quickly said: "Then it's none of my business. When I bought that painting, it was a complete product. I didn't draw or embroider this painting."

Xu Qian looked at him: "Why did you transfer that painting?"

Zhang Quan's eyes wandered, and his tone was visibly nervous: "My gallery is no longer in operation, so all the paintings in the gallery will be sold, not just that one painting."

Xu Qian: "How much do you know about that painting, who painted that painting, and who embroidered the embroidery?"

Zhang Quan shook his head again and again: "I don't know. I just bought that painting for charity. The painting is a charity sale organized by Anxin Home. If you want to know anything, you can go directly to Anxin Home."

Xu Qian stared at him sharply: "You have to know that lying to the police is also legally responsible. If you conceal or lie and delay our handling of the case, we can hold you accountable."

Zhang Quan is obviously an ordinary person, and he has never dealt with the police. He had been in a trance after a lot of things happened recently, but now that he was told by the police, his face suddenly changed again.

It looks like there is something to hide.

The team members who came with Xu Qian reached out and knocked on the table twice: "Do you want us to take you back to the police station and ask slowly, so you can tell the truth?"

Zhang Quan quickly said: "It's not that I didn't tell the truth, it was I who said it, and no one believed it at all."

The little police officer has been with Xu Qian for a long time. Since the human skin case some time ago, their family has been exposed to some supernatural events, and he also knows about this painting from the beginning to the end, so he directly said: : "No one believes it? There is a ghost in the painting, so you want to send it away?"

Zhang Quan suddenly excitedly said: "It's true! That painting is really haunted!"

Seeing that the two policemen didn't scold him like a lunatic, and even listened carefully, Zhang Quan also relaxed a lot, and slowly told him what happened after he bought the painting.

He knew who the author of the painting was, because the boy named Xiaokui was a good friend of his nephew. His nephew was congenitally deaf. Because of the negligence of his parents, he had been handed over to the nanny since he was a child, so he discovered it relatively late. At the age of almost three, he still couldn't speak, and could only utter some simple hums and crying, so he was sent to the hospital for examination, and it turned out that he was congenitally deaf.

Congenital hearing impairment is not completely deaf. After surgery and wearing hearing aids, you can slowly return to normal life, but in the process of recovery, it is not the same as ordinary children. My son went to Anxin Homeland.

The boy named Xiaokui is a very sunny child. Although he can't hear or speak, he is very cheerful all day long and smiles at everyone he sees.

Children who are congenitally deaf and mute are not exposed to external sounds, so most of them are very sensitive and will resist contact with new things. So at the beginning, his nephew did not have many friends in Anxin Homeland. The first friend I made was Xiaokui.

The two children often draw pictures together, even if there is no sound in their world, there is sunshine in the picture.Xiaokui likes to draw sunflowers very much. It is said that his mother once told him that he is this sunflower, born facing the sun, and will grow into a warm and bright person in the future, so let him not be afraid of the momentary darkness, because breaking through Darkness is sunshine.

Xiaokui has believed so firmly since he was a child, so he is very optimistic and cheerful.

But just three months ago, Xiao Kui had an accident and died.

Xiao Kui is a single-parent family, with only one mother. No one knows who his father is. So I sold that store and opened an online store.

Originally, if the mother and son continued to live like this, although their lives might not be so rich, they would still be able to live well, but unexpectedly, when Xiaokui was three years old, his mother found him a stepfather.

At first, the man was quite nice, because he didn't have any children, and he treated Xiaokui well, but gradually, the longer we lived together, the more his nature was exposed, from manual behavior to domestic violence.

As Xiaokui grows bigger and bigger, he needs to spend more and more money, especially after hearing aid surgery, he still needs a lot of money, and his mother's online store income can only cover some basic living expenses. Most of the money for illness and schooling is paid by men, so Xiaokui's mother can only continue to endure domestic violence.

This kind of endurance has fueled the man's |desire|desire, and it has become even worse. Just three months ago, the man drank alcohol and suddenly lost his mind. lost.

Xiaokui is only seven years old, less than eight years old, and due to physical reasons, she is thinner than healthy children of the same age. After drinking, the man has no sense in his hands. The balcony of their house was thrown out, on the ninth floor, such an older child, how could he survive the fall, he died on the spot.

Zhang Quandao: "The man was sentenced to 15 years in prison. That painting was Xiaokui's last painting. It was painted when I was with my nephew. It seems to be to preserve the painting for a longer time. Anyway, Xiaokui's mother spent several months embroidering her son's painting completely, and then donated it at the charity sale. It was my nephew's first good friend. I just thought, let’s keep it as a memory, after all, it’s a childhood playmate. When I grow up, I will see this painting again, maybe I can still remember the happy time together when I was a child, so I will paint it I bought it, but I didn’t expect that after I bought the painting home, strange things began to happen at home.”

Xu Qian felt that this incident was inexplicably weird. It was not the first time he had come into contact with supernatural events. Most of the ghosts who were obsessed with the world either died too badly or had some grievances. What does Xiaokui think? It's all over. The person who killed him has been punished by law. Could it be that he is worried about his mother?Where did the blood on the painting come from?

Xu Qian suppressed the doubts in his heart, and continued to ask: "What kind of strange thing happened?"

Thinking of those things, Zhang Quan felt a chill in his heart, and he said with lingering fear: "At first, there were always some strange sounds in the house, it was the sound of children running around. At first I didn't pay attention to it. I thought it was Xiaojie, my nephew. Although Xiaojie is very quiet, he can sit in one place without moving for a whole day, but after all, there is a child in the family who makes some noises, and no one will think about those aspects for the first time."

"Later, Xiaojie went to the hospital for the third phase of treatment. He needed to stay in the hospital for a few days. There was no child at home, but the sound of running and making noise was still there. Within two days, he began to behave abnormally. He seldom draws at home. He only picks up a paintbrush when he goes to play with Xiaokui in Anxin Homeland. Every time I paint, I will make a special space next to it, and even smile at the side from time to time, can you imagine that scene, there is no one next to me, but my nephew seems to be interacting with someone."

"This is already very abnormal. What's even more abnormal is that when we discovered that Xiaojie was abnormal, Xiaojie seemed to be a different person. Xiaojie's personality is relatively closed. Unless you ask him to play, otherwise He could sit in the corner and play with building blocks for a day, but during that time, Xiaojie suddenly became lively, even after drawing a picture, he would come over and show it to us, just like asking for praise, if Xiaojie is Of course we are very happy that things are slowly becoming more cheerful, but this is not normal at all, the most frightening thing is that all the paintings Xiaojie draws are black and crimson, which is weird no matter how you look at it.”

In this situation, any family would be scared to death.

Xu Qian: "Then you suspected that there was something wrong with that painting, so you sent it away?"

Zhang Quan nodded: "Because of Xiaojie's changes, I can't think of anything problematic except for that painting. After all, Xiaokui was very good with Xiaojie during his lifetime. They often draw together, and the sunflower is even more small. The last painting of Aoi before his death. Later I took the painting away, but I didn’t give it to anyone else, but put it in my gallery. After the painting was taken away, Xiaojie made a fuss like crazy. Evil, all kinds of roars go crazy."

"My sister-in-law is Xiaojie's mother. Later, I went to a master and asked for an amulet. It turned out to be really useful. After wearing the amulet, Xiaojie slowly recovered, but something happened to my gallery again. My gallery Not all of the paintings are collected by me, most of them are consignments of some students at school. The paintings that were originally hung on the wall, many of them fell on the ground and were broken the next day. When I checked the surveillance, I saw that after a shadow passed by the camera at night, those paintings fell off the wall inexplicably. Fortunately, those paintings are not expensive, and I can buy them by myself. , But later, when a customer was looking at the painting, the painting suddenly fell on someone, almost killing him. There was really no way, my sister-in-law went to the expert again, and the expert said that the painting should be sent away. And you have to complete the process of one give away and one take away to get rid of it.”

The little police officer who followed Xu Qian said, "You gave it to the owner of the private shop? Didn't you think that this painting would bring disaster to him?"

Zhang Quan didn't dare to raise his head: "Originally we wanted to ask the master to help us deal with it, but the master said that the painting is too fierce and he can't handle it. We must find a more powerful master to deal with it, or go through more classics. If you get more popularity, the yin energy will dissipate naturally, so I handed it over to the owner of the private store."

Xu Qian also had a little understanding of the similar situation, but instead of going directly to Anxin Home, he called out Xiaokui's case to check it out.

On the other hand, He Lei was afraid that Wen Ran's mishandling would make the brat come back, so he hurriedly discounted the car and house, because he was in a hurry to sell, and the money was even short, so he had to find some money from his family to make up for it. There wasn't much to fill in, and his family didn't have much suspicion, and then He Lei sent the money to Wen Ran as if sending a disaster.

After receiving the money, Wen Ran directly distributed it to several charities and transferred it out. He kept 1000 million of the 100 million. This kind of person is a fool with a lot of money. He really hopes to meet a few more in the future. A beating by the society can also accumulate merit for oneself, which kills two birds with one stone.

There is some truth to the saying that misfortune depends on good fortune, and good fortune rests on misfortune.After He Lei gave Wen Ran the 1000 million, He Lei's appearance changed a little. According to He Lei's original appearance, he will be imprisoned in the future because of his mouth and pride. His arrogant and arrogant personality got into a life lawsuit, and his parents would lose everything because of him.

But now, after this incident, He Lei will definitely restrain himself in the future, but his nature is hard to change, and there will be a lot of friction in the future, but at least there will be no catastrophe, and his parents may still encounter some fluctuations. The fortune of the family is coming to an end, but it is a blessing in disguise to be able to maintain a well-off life.

After Xu Qian sorted out all the evidence in Xiaokui's case, he went to the school to find Wen Ran again. He had a victim on his side who he could ask, so why bother to look far away.

It's just that this victim is quite special. He was a deaf-mute child during his lifetime. Although he no longer deaf after death, he still can't speak or express.

Xu Qian gave the copied case file to Wen Ran: "This case is closed. I read it carefully. The child's stepfather has pleaded guilty, so does this child have other obsessions, such as being unable to let go of his mother?" Like, this is why you are nostalgic for the world?"

Wen Ran said: "He is still unwilling to be reincarnated. I tried to pass it once before. As for the reason of his obsession, he can't tell, he can't write, and he can't communicate at all."

Xu Qian said, "Can I see that child?"

Wen Ran glanced at him, and then suddenly realized something: "You haven't closed your yin and yang eyes yet?"

Xu Qian smiled when he heard the words: "I don't think so. Anyway, I can see it all the time. It really made me uncomfortable for a while at first, but now I'm gradually getting used to the life of being able to see two different worlds. Is it considered a yin and yang detective?"

Wen Ran also laughed: "Then shall I find you an author to write a book for you?"

Wen Ran took out the jar containing the kid, and after lifting the lid, a burst of cool air swept over, and a kid was standing at the door of the dormitory, looking at them with gloomy eyes.

Wen Ran said: "Before this child only had a pair of underpants, I bought a set of small clothes for him. Fortunately, the ghost is not afraid of the cold, so it is enough to burn a single piece of clothing to cover his body, otherwise he would have to burn a down jacket this winter. How hard it is to burn."

Xu Qian said: "After a person becomes a ghost, under what circumstances will he not wear clothes?"

Wen Ran: "I didn't wear it before I died, and no one burned it after I died."

Xu Qian looked at the case file scattered on the table, which was spread out by Wen Ran, and said: "His mother remarried for him, and met a domestically violent stepfather. At that time, his stepfather was drunk and domestically abused his mother. He rushed to stop him, but was beaten His stepfather died when he was thrown from upstairs by mistake, but he has no clothes now."

Wen Ran instantly understood Xu Qian's point: "His mother?"

Xu Qian said: "After the son's death, he will make the blood-stained posthumous work into embroidery and keep it. What kind of mentality is this? According to the previous investigation of the case, his mother would follow this domestic violence man just to treat his son. It is normal for a mother to swallow her anger for her son, but do you think it is possible for such a mother to not dress or burn her son's clothes after his death?"

Wen Ran nodded: "It's really strange, so you have to investigate it. The most I can do is to keep an eye on this brat and keep him from going out to harm others."

Xu Qian looked back at the little ghost, and suddenly said: "Is his current appearance the same as before he died?"

Wen Ran shook his head: "No, generally ghosts will subconsciously maintain their appearance before they were alive. After all, people may not know what they look like before they die. After death, people will retain their deepest memories to a certain extent. brain, or deliberate manifestation, will become what it was before death."

After Wen Ran finished speaking, she looked at Xu Qian: "Do you want to see what he looked like before he died?"

Xu Qian: "Although there are photos, I want to see it with my own eyes."

Wen Ran waved at the kid, but Wen Ran had bound him before and tried to save him, so now the kid hated Wen Ran very much, didn't cooperate, and showed his teeth in protest.

In the end, Wen Ran showed a red rope. The red rope kid remembered that it was the red rope that tied him up, and he became more irritable immediately, but he knew that he couldn't escape, he couldn't escape from this room at all, if he resisted too much It's amazing, and he will be locked in that dark place, so he stepped forward with all kinds of reluctance.

Wen Ran stretched out his hand, and touched the little ghost's eyebrows, and the little ghost's body began to change slowly. The cute little face, although spooky, instantly became hideous, and half of the head on the side was deeply sunken. , You can even see the bones inside, the minced meat and some brain fluid slowly flowing out from the depression.In addition to this fatal injury, there were many mottled and terrifying bruises on the kid's face, and there were even many marks on his chest and back that looked like they were burned by cigarette butts.

There are photos of Xiaokui's appearance when he died. Xu Qian has already seen it, but seeing the appearance of the deity with his own eyes, he who can even piece together the broken corpses expressionlessly, couldn't bear to take a second look. What kind of perverted psychology is it that allows an adult to torture a child like this.

The author has something to say: I put the manuscript box, but forgot to set the time hahahahahaha