Chapter 17 Acting
Not long after Zhou Yanchen went out, someone came in to clean the coffee stains, and when he came back again, he had changed his clothes.
Lin Wenjue remembered that before this, when Luo Xun asked about Lin Wei's situation, the coffee cup in Zhou Yanchen's hand shook, and some coffee stains got on his cuffs.
When he came in with a document, the conversation between Luo Xun and Lin Wenjue came to an abrupt end.
Zhou Yanchen looked calm: "I asked my assistant to check, and there are indeed purchase records for these two people. Both paintings were sold after the Drowned Man exhibition ended half a year ago."
He handed the document in his hand to Lin Wenjue: "According to our information, these two people bought the painting on the same day, which was January 4th of this year. I was on a business trip abroad at the time, so I don't know the details."
Luo Xun took the document from Lin Wenjue and looked at it. Zhang Wen and Lin Wei's names were listed together.
"What about the person who was responsible for selling the paintings at that time? Can we have a chat about it?" Lin Wenjue asked.
Zhou Yanchen smiled apologetically: "What a coincidence, the other party is on a business trip during this period."
Lin Wenjue said it was okay.
"Mr. Zhou, you spent so much effort to obtain the ownership of the SOS series from many buyers. This shows how much you like these paintings. You sold two of your favorite paintings, or... there are more paintings that have been sold without our knowledge. Why did it take so long for Mr. Zhou to investigate?"
Luo Xun sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "It can be seen that you are not someone who loves painting or understands painting. You are just a profit-seeking businessman, don't you think?"
Lin Wenjue clearly saw the anger . He clenched his fists angrily and stared at Luo Xun in front of him.
"Officer, do you think you are qualified to be a police officer?"
Luo Xun ignored his anger and said, "Then I would like to ask Mr. Zhou, as a painter, do you respect paintings?"
He took a step forward and approached Zhou Yanchen: "Do you like and appreciate this thing from the bottom of your heart, or are you using those paintings to achieve your own unknown purpose?"
This was undoubtedly a provocation to Zhou Yanchen.
He hated this policeman extremely. From the beginning, his unkempt appearance and later his aggressiveness made him feel extremely disgusted!
This man seemed to be able to see the darkness in his heart, and Zhou Yanchen felt offended every time they looked at each other.
Zhou Yanchen looked at him, and their eyes met, as if invisible sparks collided in the air. He suddenly pulled the corners of his lips and moved closer to Luo Xun.
He lowered his voice and said, "Officer, if you suspect me, you should handcuff me with evidence instead of talking nonsense here. This is not what a police officer would do. On the contrary, your behavior shows that you are incompetent."
Then he took a step back to distance himself from Luo Xun and smiled at him provocatively.
Luo Xun stared at him deeply and snorted coldly: "Okay, I hope I can do as you wish."
Zhou Yanchen shrugged, with a gleam of contempt in his eyes behind the lenses. He adjusted the frame of his glasses with his slender middle finger and said, "Then I'll wait and see."
Then he made a gesture to see the guest off, with a cold attitude: "No!"
Luo Xun walked past him aggressively and left the office in a swagger.
Lin Wenjue smiled at Zhou Yanchen and ran up to him.
Lin Wenjue chased Luo Xun all the way, criticizing his behavior until he returned to the car and the door was slammed shut.
After they got in the car, he collapsed on the chair and asked Luo Xun, who was also slumped, "Tell me, what did you do just now? The scene was so sudden that I almost couldn't catch it. And, don't tell me you didn't know there were surveillance cameras in that office."
Luo Xun took out two bottles of mineral water from under the seat, threw one to him, and drank most of the bottle. The bitter taste of the coffee in his mouth finally dissipated a little.
Then he changed his tense attitude and became lazy and relaxed. He said, "Fishing."
"Fishing?" Lin Wenjue asked curiously, "What does that mean?"
Luo Xun thought about what had just happened.
When Lin Wenjue was in Zhou Yanchen's office, during a break when he was chatting with Zhou Yanchen, he took out his cell phone to see if Curly had any more information for them. As he was looking, he received a verification request from Chi Xia.
As soon as he passed, someone on the other side asked, "Captain Luo, do you want to catch a fish?"
Luo Xun calmly asked, "?"
Chi Xia quickly replied: "The murderer will continue to commit crimes soon, but we still don't know how he chooses his victims. Do we really have to wait for the next victim to appear?"
"No more deaths." She sent another message.
Luo Xun's face darkened, and he replied to her: "Tell me more."
Chi Xia said: "Cheat him."
So there was the scene where Zhou Yanchen saw the news.
Lin Wenjue suddenly realized: "So, you and Chi Xia discussed that message and deliberately let Zhou Yanchen see it. And when he left, you told Chi Xia that you had found the next potential victim. Was it all a show?"
"Um."
Luo Xun started the car: "Lao Lin, you have been through so many cases, do you believe in coincidence?"
Lin Wenjue sneered and rocked his chair back: "In a murder case, coincidence means deliberate. You'd rather believe that Lao Ning wants to change jobs than to believe this."
Luo Xun also laughed, tapping the steering wheel with his index finger: "No matter what, Zhou Yanchen is inseparable from this murder case. How come so many coincidences point to him? Either someone deliberately wants to frame him, or this elite is too confident and thinks that no one can do anything to him."
At this point, Luo Xun suddenly remembered what Chi Xia said at the beginning. Under the murderer's almost conceited mentality, hidden was his inferiority that he could not conceal.
Lin Wenjue suddenly thought of something: "Have you discovered how much of Zhou Yanchen's profile matches Chi Xia's?"
The age is about 35 to 40 years old, young and middle-aged, with a good family background, cleanliness, outstanding personal image, own career, and have a lot of personal time...
"Ah, the age issue is pretty much the same."
Lin Wenjue immediately said, "Everything else is correct, except for the last one, which provides room for the crime. You are right. Either someone wants to frame him, or he is just too confident."
"Go back and check on their progress."
Luo Xun was silent for a moment: "Oh, right, call Juanmao and ask him to check Zhou Yanchen's personal assets. Um... check his parents' as well. Also, we need to determine the extent of Zhou Yanchen's skills and appreciation for painting."
"Painting?" Lin Wenjue stopped contacting Curly-haired hand and said, "You mean..."
"If Zhou Yanchen has a passion and accomplishment for painting that is beyond our comprehension, then the ownership of those twelve paintings that he obtained in the first place is extremely precious. We also learned a little about the painter named Mr. D. This series of paintings is also very precious to him. It is unlikely that he would simply sell it to whoever bids the highest."
"so……"
Lin Wenjue continued his words, "If this possibility is true, Zhou Yanchen would not have sold two of the paintings so easily, so his act of selling the paintings itself has a purpose."
"Um."
Luo Xun threw the folder he got from Zhou Yanchen over to him: "Look at the information he gave us. It doesn't indicate the price at which these paintings are sold."
Lin Wenjue looked at the document carefully and found that it was exactly as Luo Xun said.
But soon, he sighed again: "Lao Luo, we need evidence. Without evidence, everything is in vain."
"yes."
Luo Xun opened the window. As it approached noon, the air gradually became hot and dry, but there was still wind blowing in, which slightly dispersed the depression in the two people's hearts.
Luo Xun said: "No matter what, we need evidence."
