No trace of espionage

Chapter 288 Ma Jun Appreciating Paintings
Lin Chuang got acquainted with the situation in the company, and after lunch, he returned to the Secret Service.

He still has one thing on his mind, and he can't spare all his energy to deal with Lou Fangyi.

This concern is to rescue Su Mingjun.

According to his judgment, tonight is the time to secretly execute Su Mingjun.

The execution time and execution method are all from the sporadic memories of later generations. Although there are some inferences and judgments, they have no factual basis.

Lin Chuang was very uncertain.

Although the leaders of the Ministry of Social Affairs have strictly prohibited him from participating in the rescue operation, Lin Chuang thought repeatedly that if Su Mingjun's rescue operation failed due to his own misjudgment, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

In particular, Su Mingjun left an excellent impression on him. Lin Chuang believed that the underground party member with sharp words, firm will, and pride in the bones of a scholar is indispensable for our party, whether it is the War of Resistance Against Japan, the War of Liberation, or the cause of national construction in the future. A lot of talent.

Therefore, Lin Chuang wanted to make a final confirmation whether his judgment was correct.

He didn't want to give himself a noble name for his actions today, but mainly wanted to make himself feel at ease and to sleep peacefully in the years to come.

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The arraignment order expires today, and the execution will be carried out at night. The special service team will send someone to imprison or directly execute it—Lin Chuang must verify his own judgments and reasoning one by one.

Back at the Secret Service, Lin Chuang took a look at the cars in the yard first, and found that all the cars of the Secret Service were there.

After returning to the office, Lin Chuang put down his briefcase and went to Huang Fulin's office first.

"Chief, I'm thinking, this operation is really inseparable from the Operations Section, or should I report to Section Chief Ma?" Lin Chuang looked at Huang Fulin's face and asked tentatively.

"Huh?" Huang Fulin saw Lin Chuang's sneaky look, and after a little thought, he understood what he meant.

"Are you afraid that you will offend the old horse when things come out?"

"You can't hide this careful thought from the section chief. This is how I think. I have a boss and a section chief in my humble position, so I'm the one who dares to walk sideways in the Secret Service. Did you offend people when you came up? Besides, there will always be joint operations with the Operations Section in the future. If Section Chief Ma has avenged the humble officer, and then give the humble officer a small shoe to wear, wouldn’t you be embarrassed, wouldn’t you?” Lin Chuang laughed.

"You kid just say it out of spite, and act like you're thinking of me. You're really cunning." Huang Fulin pointed at Lin Chuang with a smile and said.

"Okay, it's not a big deal, you can ask the old horse to give you a favor. In fact, you don't have to think about it too much. The old horse is not a chicken-hearted person. Even if you scold you in front of you, you will never say it behind your back. Make a trip." Huang Fulin continued.

"Yes, yes, what the section chief said is true. However, just letting Section Chief Ma scold you, doesn't it make you feel bad for a humble job?" Lin Chuang said.

"Go, you kid." Huang Fulin said with a smile.

"Come on, it's really a blessing to meet such an enlightened Shangguan as you." Lin Chuang patted him lightly by the way.

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Lin Chuang did not go to Ma Jun's office immediately, but returned to his own office first.

He knew that Ma Jun had a hobby, calligraphy and painting.Therefore, he had already prepared a painting, which was a high imitation of Castiglione's "Hundred Horses".

The reason for taking such a painting is of course not to please Ma Jun, but to spend more time in his office.

You know, it takes a lot of time to appraise calligraphy and painting.

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"Mr. Ma, I'm here to trouble you again." Lin Chuang walked into Ma Jun's office and said with a smile.

"Lin Chuang, you boy didn't go to handle the case, why did you come here?" Seeing that it was Lin Chuang, Ma Jun asked in surprise.

"The case is now in the final stage, so don't rush it for a while. I have something to trouble you." Lin Chuang said.

"Could it be that you bought something good, kid?" Ma Jun naturally saw that Lin Chuang was holding a scroll in his hand, and asked.

"Yes, sir, this painting is Castiglione's "Hundred Steeds". I like it very much, but my knowledge is limited, so I can't tell the truth from the fake. I heard that the chief is everyone, so please give me your palm. I don't know sir. Do you have time?" Link asked.

Hearing that it was Castiglione's painting, Ma Jun's interest increased greatly.

You should know that Lang Shining has Western painting since elementary school, especially good at drawing horses, and "Hundred Horses" is his work at the peak of his art.

As a senior calligraphy and painting collector, how can he not be interested in his works?

"Come, come, let me have a look."

Ma Jun quickly tidied up his desk and asked Lin Chuang to open up the exhibition.

When Ma Jun saw the painting, his eyes lit up first, and he admired it carefully for a while, then took out the magnifying glass and looked at it inch by inch.

Lin Chuang saw that he was completely immersed in the painting, not to mention how focused he was, and he was happy: "Look slowly at the old horse Ha, don't worry."

Time passed by, and Ma Jun watched it for an hour before he straightened up and said to Lin Chuang, "This is a fake."

"Fake? Officer Ma, tell me about it." Lin Chuang deliberately aroused his interest.

People all have the desire to show off their knowledge, especially when the topic touches the field that they are best at, it’s like scratching an itch, not to mention being happy.

"Okay, then I'll tell you something." Sure enough, Ma Jun's interest in the conversation increased greatly, he put down the magnifying glass, and started talking with great interest.

"Lang Shining's paintings boldly explored the new painting methods used in Western paintings, not only retaining the freehand style of Chinese paintings, but also showing the three-dimensional effect of oil paintings. Therefore, his paintings have visually impactful compositions and smooth outlines. The painted horses, hair, demeanor and three-dimensionality all give people a lifelike and lingering beauty."

"Mr. Ma, you seem to understand a little bit about what you said. This painting seems to have these characteristics. Why do you say it is a fake?" Lin Chuang interjected.

Lin Chuang is very good at answering questions, and when he asked this question, Ma Jun found the feeling of being knowledgeable and superior.

He smiled and said confidently: "You are right. At first glance, this painting looks the same as Castiglione's. Even if it is a fake, it can be regarded as a relatively high-level imitation. The reason why it is fake is that It's because of this signature."

Lin Chuang saw that the signature had the words "Chen Shining Gonghui" and a seal.

"I don't understand." Lin Chuang looked at it for a long time and didn't see anything wrong, so he shook his head and said.

"Hahaha..., you're right if you don't understand, I can say this, except for those old masters in the museum, there will not be more than ten people who can see that there is something wrong with this signature." Ma Jun smiled smugly.

The more you don't understand, the more he thinks he is smart.

"Mr. Ma, you can tell me that you can become the No. 11 person, and you can brag when you go out." Lin Chuang said with a smile.

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(End of this chapter)