She covered her head tightly with both hands and inserted her fingers into her hair, looking very painful. Wang Dengming: "Don't think about it, enjoying dinner is the right way."
"If you want to play bridge, I will be the first to sign up, and I will sign up now." Guobro Insmeier raised his hand, like a competitor at an auction, for fear that the auctioneer would not see it.
"Bitch, you got stabbed and you're even thinking about playing bridge."
"To a battle-hardened black boxer, this injury is like being bitten by a little mouse."
"Please, don't talk about mice when you are eating! It's so disgusting!" After dinner, the bridge game was not played, and the female star took the initiative to invite Guobro Insmeier to go for a walk on the grass.
The black boxer couldn't be happier.
"This guy has impure thoughts and is an imbecile fool!" But the detective's judgment was exactly the opposite of Guobro Insmeier's behavior.
They walked through the weeds and walked towards the big tree. Under the night, the two were very close. Nini murmured. From a distance, no one doubted that the two walking under the moonlight were not a loving couple.
The detective said to Shi Fulan: "That boy is in trouble. Chief Wang must invite him to the ring in a friendly way and beat him up. You know, the actress is really..." Wang Dengming laughed. : "Yes, this guy is a bit too much. He even flirts with my guests at my house, but it doesn't matter. I'm a broad-minded person. Let's talk about it." The detective handed over a portrait.
"Where did you find it? The old drawing paper is melting."
"Found it in the building next door, the one where Barron died." A face that people will never forget once they see it.
In terms of the proportions of the entire head, the sexy and three-dimensional lips are not in line with her elegant facial features, and the corners of her tightly pursed mouth do not rise slightly when she smiles.
Rich, dark hair as smooth as satin. She is not pretty. But it touches a certain nerve deep in people's hearts.
Those eyes - is there a hint of ridicule, disdain, or even sadness hidden under the entranced expression?
——Provoke you once, and then escape quietly.
"Who is this?"
"I don't know, boss. After I found this painting, I also felt that the woman in the painting looked unforgettable, so I took it out to share it with you. I don't think it has much to do with Villa Eucalyptus, but it can be collected. ." Wang Dengming rolled up the painting: "This is my home, everything belongs to me, you are a thief." The detective shrugged: "I remembered the painting in the Adventure Castle, Six Dwarfs How much did that painting cost?"
"Have you ever tasted what it feels like to be punched in the stomach?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't say anything." Wang Dengming paused and asked, "The guy with the knife has been killed. Will the nun show up tonight?"
"Boss, you have already alerted the enemy."
"Have we hit a dead end again?"
"It can be said that you were really cruel. Did you do it on purpose?" Wang Dengming stared at the detective.
"Ah, the moonlight is so beautiful. I'll go for a walk too." After the detective left, Wang Dengming walked into his room and took out the painting again.
To appreciate such paintings, you cannot use modern power supplies, you have to use candles. Maybe you can find some inspiration. The dim candlelight makes people feel as if they are immersed in the scene, whether it is the sound, atmosphere or visual details.
Looking at this painting, Wang Dengming felt that he had returned to a century ago, when he was an antique detective.
Can you restore the woman's background and story experience from this painting? He thought so. After one-third of the candle was burned, Xi Feng Ma Yinxue stood at the door of the room.
"Chief, can you read minds?" Wang Dengming was confused by the question.
"Golbro Insmeier said it. He said you can predict whether your opponent will punch or kick, whether to retreat or attack. It's like you know what your opponent is thinking at that time. I'm talking about in the ring. On time."
"Don't listen to that guy's nonsense. Don't stand at the door. Come here. Have you seen this painting?" Xi Feng Ma Yinxue hesitated for a moment and walked in slowly.
"Have you seen it?" She came to the table, looked at it, her face changed slightly, and her brows twitched.
"have you seen?"
"Strange, I seem to have seen an inn. This painting reminds me of an inn, an ancient inn...I...I have a headache." She covered her head again.
Wang Dengming hurriedly sent her back to the room. She had to change rooms again. Anyway, there was no shortage of rooms in the villa.
"Good night, Xi Feng Ma Yinxue, do you really not remember anything?"
"Good night, Mr. Police Officer, I swear, I swear in front of the cross, you still ask this, it is disrespectful to me. I have already told you that I have complete trust in you, I can only rely on the police now, only the police can Make me feel safe." After Wang Dengming walked out of the room, he closed the door, and Xi Feng Ma Yinxue stood in front of the window, showing a shallow, fierce and playful smile.
Wang Dengming, who was at the door of the room, also showed a sarcastic smile. Shi Fulan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Wang Dengming.
"Chief, are you still going on tonight?"
"Go on, you will guard the second floor tonight."
"Do you think the nun will show up again?"
"It's hard to say. Please try hard, man, and keep your eyes open. This thing is really interesting."
"No problem, Sheriff!"
"What I'm saying is, you find a secluded place to stare, and pay special attention to the movements around the female star's room."
"No problem!" Tonight, Wang Dengming found two kerosene lamps from the utility room in the annex building on the right. Damn it, the kerosene lamp still works.
He also found an old book from a room in the annex building, the content of which was some horrific legends.
If there were no hauntings, to be honest, a night in this villa would be as comfortable as jumping into cold water on a hot day.
This is a great place for a vacation. He looked for a kerosene lamp because he was inspired by that painting. He admired ancient paintings and books under a kerosene lamp, and admired the moonlight in this ancient villa. This was not considered an on-site restoration.
The flame in the dome-shaped glass lamp dragged out a dark shadow in the deep room. The pages of the book exuded a pleasant musty smell, and Wang Dengming twitched his nose.
After more than twenty pages passed, he picked up the painting again and looked at it carefully. He suddenly felt that the woman in the painting seemed to suddenly jump out.
He was startled and hurried to the window. The ancient trees in the villa look mysterious and distant in the moonlight, like a heavy force pressing on people's hearts.
Damn it, am I playing a Conjuring game? He lay down on the bed again and picked up the book. Suddenly, he seemed to see the woman in the painting.
She leaned forward slightly and placed her palms on the window sill. She looked out the window in trance. The scent of her perfume is light and unique.
A gust of cool breeze blew slowly into the window, refreshing and pleasant, mixed with the musty smell of old books. From the corner of Wang Dengming's eyes, he noticed the black spider webs on the ceiling swaying in the wind.
The weak flame of the oil lamp still burned brightly, and the shadow no longer wavered. Wang Dengming found that his breathing was quickening.
There is a ghost! He jumped up and turned on the light switch! Snap, everything is back to normal. Touching his forehead, there were actually some thin beads of sweat.
This villa is indeed different.
