Gu Yuan could read almost every line of Gao Dashan's archives.
After all, he is over fifty years old, has done a lot of things in his life, and has met a lot of people, but judging from the information, Gao Dashan is an extremely ordinary person.
When you are old enough, you go to school, you get married when you are old enough, and you have children when you are old enough. When you were young, you went to many places, but your life circle was limited to factories and their surroundings.
Just like many people, they have worked in a big city for three to five years, but they have never been to the most famous tourist attraction there.
Although I have lived in this city for a long time, it seems that I have never had a dialogue with this city, as if I am out of place.
In the eyes of those pretentious people, Gao Dashan is probably the so-called "all living beings", living quietly in a corner of this world, year after year, day after day, living the same life, like a When you pick up a bamboo pole, you can see the head at a glance.
Gu Yuan finished reading the last page and put it back into the cowhide bag. Suddenly, he felt a little bitter in his heart. In such a short period of time, he had finished reading the novel. Dashan's life was nothing spectacular, just like a glass of boiled water, bland and tasteless, but so...pure.
For Gao Dashan, the happiest time in his life was probably when his son was admitted to a good university. He was still working outside in his fifties, but he just wanted to make some money in his hometown. The county town paid a down payment to his son, and then arranged for a wife.
Perhaps, he regarded this as a mission.
Wei Xuanyi brought a cup of tea to Gu Yuan. It was still steaming, and the clear tea soup rippled slightly, reflecting the lights on the ceiling.
"How are you doing? Did you see anything?" Wei Xuanyi sat next to him and asked, "Are you hungry?"
"Judging from the information, Gao Dashan is indeed an honest man. He never makes enemies with others, and he accepts any secret losses. When others ask him to take over, he always agrees, just because he is afraid of causing others' dissatisfaction." Gu Yuan held the tea cup. , blew gently and took a sip.
Wei Xuanyi held his chin: "Like the popular saying on the Internet - a pleasing personality?"
"What a bullshit pleaser personality..." Gu Yuan sneered, "It's just for the sake of a sloppy life. If he had three apartments in Star City, and someone gave him advice, he would dare to throw a cup of tea in his face, and the worst he could do was slap him on the back. He can provide for himself at home, but he cannot and does not dare to do so."
"This is... just like some people who had disputes with classmates when they were young, and were educated by teachers and parents. Their parents always said that suffering is a blessing, but what happens when they grow up? With a salary of several thousand yuan a month, you still have to They go looking for a car or a house. If they lose their job today, they will have to worry tomorrow. Even if they want to please, they are not trying to please their boss, colleagues, or partners, they just want to please their life and make it smooth sailing." Wei Xuanyi also looked at Gao Dashan's archives also have some emotion at this time.
Gu Yuan stood up, took two more sips of tea, and picked up his coat.
"You should go back and rest early. I'll go to the art gallery to take a look."
"I'll go with you."
Gu Yuan glanced at her and said, "Come here in the morning and take over my shift." Wei Xuanyi had no choice but to agree.
After driving to the art museum, Kong Baihe sat in the exhibition hall, looking up at the reliefs on the wall.
Seeing Gu Yuan coming, he stood up and yawned.
"I thought you and Wei Xuanyi had forgotten about me."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm reading information about Gao Dashan in the cafe." Gu Yuan handed over the bag in his hand, "I brought you some midnight snacks on the way."
"Be particular!" Kong Baihe gave him a thumbs up, "Did you see anything?"
"There are no enemies, no offense, no vendetta." Gu Yuan sat on a high chair, "People from the yamen also visited his neighbors and colleagues, and they all said that Gao Dashan did not have conflicts with others in his life. "
"Tsk..." Kong Baihe was eating barbecue, "That means we have no direction."
"Um."
"So, all we can do now is wait and see?"
"yes."
Kong Baihe sighed: "We have encountered a bottleneck..."
Gu Yuan was also in a bad mood. He used the light to look at the photo in his hand, which was taken by Wei Xuanyi during the day. The bloody scene was shocking.
After watching it for a while, Gu Yuan felt more and more depressed.
Gao Dashan's death prevented Gu Yuan and others from finding any valuable clues. If they wanted to find clues, they seemed to have to wait for the murderer to appear again.
But as long as it appears again, it is very likely that another person's life will be taken away. Gu Yuan certainly does not want to see such a situation, but there is nothing he can do.
Kong Baihe took a sip of water, screwed on the bottle cap and said: "I've been here until now, and that thing hasn't appeared. It's obviously a trap. Even if we are here to guard, it doesn't make any sense. Moreover, now the art museum has It’s in seclusion, and with Gao Dashan’s death, there’s no one here, so even if it wants to take action, it has no target.”
After a series of words, Kong Baihe came to his conclusion: "It doesn't make much sense to wait and see."
"Um……"
"Actually, you know this even if I don't tell you. I just don't know what to say right now, and I don't want to do nothing, right?" Kong Baihe seemed to see through Gu Yuan's thoughts, "Okay, you can stay here by yourself. Stay here and see if you can find anything new, I'm going back."
"good."
"By the way, what time will I come tomorrow?" Kong Baihe walked to the door and asked.
Gu Yuan thought for a while: "Let's talk tomorrow."
Kong Baihe pursed his lips, smiled, and quickened his pace to leave.
Gu Yuan stood in the empty art gallery exhibition hall. He did not waste time, but walked around and around. He could remember the placement of every painting, every photo, and every sculpture when he closed his eyes. and information.
Of course, what Gu Yuan saw the most was the oil painting called "Judgment", which corresponded to Gao Dashan's death.
Unknowingly, time passed. After a peaceful night, Gu Yuan went to the bathroom and washed his face. When he came out, he saw Wei Xuanyi had arrived with breakfast.
"Eat quickly, go back to bed after eating, I'll stay here." Wei Xuanyi said with a smile.
She looked at Gu Yuan with eyes full of concern, and she could feel that at this moment, Gu Yuan was under quite a lot of pressure.
On the one hand, this is the first case they have joined the Demon Suppression Division.
On the other hand, Gu Yuan knew very well that Gao Dashan's death might be just the beginning, and there would most likely be a second and third one next.
The murderer must be found as soon as possible. Time does not wait for me.
Eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk, Gu Yuan clapped his hands and prepared to go home.
He wasn't sleepy, he just wanted someone to help analyze it.
The most suitable person is naturally my second uncle.
When he got home, he found out that his second uncle had already gone to work. He took a shower, changed his clothes, and came to the Yamen.
Gu Jianshan was not surprised at all when he saw Gu Yuan.
"Bao Mingchuan has already told me about your case."
Gu Yuan pulled out a chair and sat in front of him, smiling and saying, "Second uncle, are you familiar with Bao Bao Tou?"
"We have known each other for a long time. We are all in the same system and we are still in Star City. How can we not be familiar with each other?" Gu Jianshan said, "He is very complimentary to you - how is it? Is there any progress?"
Gu Yuan shook his head.
"No clue."
"Well..." Gu Jianshan smiled, "Are you anxious?"
Gu Yuan couldn't laugh or cry: "These are dead people. They are most likely monsters. But now we can't even be sure whether they are monsters or monsters. We don't know what the other party looks like. If we continue to delay, people will die again. I can Aren't you in a hurry?"
"I didn't say I was in a hurry. What I meant was... wasn't it the case that there was no clue about Xia Feng's murder case at the beginning? Although there are clues, all the clues point to Xia Feng."
Gu Yuan was silent for a moment and said: "Second uncle, I know you want to encourage me, but you may have forgotten that the reason why I was able to target Song Yang in the end was because he killed another person..."
"..." Gu Jianshan was angry, "You are really not as cute as you were when you were a kid."
It’s obvious that I feel like I’m not as easy to fool as I was when I was a kid!
When he was in school, his second uncle liked to give him chicken blood injections and give him chicken soup.
The effect was indeed good. Every time he drank Uncle Er's chicken soup, he learned a lesson from the experience. He locked himself in a room with a bone-piercing headache and made a plan: get up at half past five, memorize vocabulary at six thirty, and finish at half past six. Preview homework, but this state can only last for two days. On the third day, Gu Yuan will reach peace with himself.
Useful, but not long-lasting.
