Tiger Police

Chapter 72 The Dead Boyfriend

Hu Pingtao continued to ask with a smile: "The major of traditional Chinese painting is very good! What do you study specifically? Meticulous brushwork or freehand brushwork?"

"Meticulous brushwork." Wang Yongchang's interest came: "I have been practicing line drawing before, and I have done no less than two hundred times for the "87 Immortal Scroll" alone."

When talking about painting, he talked endlessly, and there was a smile on his rigid and indifferent face.

Hu Pingtao put his right hand into his pocket and quietly pressed the switch of the recording pen.

This is his personal purchase.

"I have to call you "Senior Brother"." Hu Pingtao smiled with a hint of admiration, and repeatedly praised: "Being admitted to Chuanmei shows that the professional skills of the senior brother are very strong!"

"There, I was just lucky. In fact, there were many people who painted better than me that year. Luck, it's really just luck." Wang Yongchang's mouth is very modest, but his smiling face reveals an element of enjoyment.

Hu Pingtao laughed and said, "Beside Chuanmei is Chuanyin, beautiful women like clouds! Brother, why didn't you have a girlfriend in school back then?"

"Girls from Chuanmei and Chuanyin have high eyesight, so how could they see people like me." When it came to this issue, Wang Yongchang suddenly became a little lonely: "Let's just talk about the Chinese painting class I was in back then. How many girls really liked me?" She looks very pink, and there are dozens of suitors in the art department alone, not counting those from the outer courtyard and other departments."

Hu Pingtao smiled, and deliberately said: "Brother, you should work together to externalize!"

Wang Yongchang had a wry smile on his face: "Even if Heli has nothing to do with the outside world! Why bother? My family situation is not good, my parents are both farmers, if not when I was studying in Chuanmei, I would go to the gallery to sell paintings since the second grade , part-time work and part-study, my family simply can’t afford me.”

Hu Pingtao knew very well what Wang Yongchang meant by "selling paintings".

That is by no means a concept of a painting being displayed in a gallery and being bought at a high price by those who are interested, but a high-speed, short-term, and large-scale reproduction process.

Many people like famous paintings, but it is impossible to buy authentic ones, so spending thousands of dollars to buy a high-quality imitation has become the best choice.

Qi Baishi, Li Keran, Feng Zikai, Bada Shanren... The gallery will reproduce related paintings according to market demand.In this way, a student of the Academy of Fine Arts with a solid foundation like Wang Yongchang has become a cheap worker for mass copying paintings.

Their income is very meager, and the salary for a copy is only a few hundred yuan, sometimes even as low as a hundred or tens of yuan.

Hu Pingtao paid close attention to the other party's emotions, and carefully changed the subject: "I also worked for the gallery when I was in school. Well, speaking of it, I'm the same as you, brother. Let's make an appointment another day. Let's have a good drink."

Wang Yongchang smiled, dispelling most of his guard: "Why do you think of being a police officer?"

"Life is forced!" Hu Pingtao pretended to sigh: "We who study fine arts sound high-ranking, but in fact employment is very problematic. It is also difficult for me! Being forced to take the civil service exam and earning a living, this is still Thanks to my girlfriend, her father is in the judicial system, and the work unit I applied for was the prefectural and state prison, and it was finally transferred to the provincial capital."

Wang Yongchang looked at him sympathetically: "It's difficult to transfer from the prefecture to the state. You must have spent a lot of money, right?"

Hu Pingtao smiled self-deprecatingly: "I was forced to do nothing. My girlfriend gave an ultimatum. If I don't make it up, I will break up, let alone get married."

These words seemed to have touched Wang Yongchang's mind, the muscles on his face tensed immediately, he fell silent without speaking.

Hu Pingtao seemed to be casually asking: "Brother, I heard that you and Zhang Hongxia are getting married soon?"

Wang Yongchang seemed to be thinking, and it took nearly half a minute before he slowly replied: "We planned to obtain the certificate first, and then hold the banquet. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen."

"Sorrow and change!" Hu Pingtao persuaded: "You can't come back to life after death, but you still have to live."

Wang Yongchang looked lonely, with pain in his eyes: "Hongxia is a good woman. We were introduced by friends. She takes good care of me and is very tolerant. She... she is pregnant with my child... she is pregnant with my child... ..."

Bending down, covering his face with his hands, Wang Yongchang began to cry uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Hu Pingtao could only sigh secretly in his heart, stood up, walked up to Wang Yongchang and persuaded him: "If you think about it, everything will be fine."

He didn't make any more proposals, just sat by Wang Yongchang's side for a long time.

……

After leaving the room, Hu Pingtao went to the parking lot of the Group Arts Museum.When he opened the car door and got in, Gu Dewei, who had already been waiting in the driver's seat, smiled at him and said, "Why did you dawdle for so long, did you gain anything?"

Hu Pingtao shook his head: "It's not very rewarding. What about you?"

Before coming, the two had discussed: Hu Pingtao asked Wang Yongchang to understand the situation, and Gu Dewei mainly investigated Wang Yongchang's colleagues.The two proceeded separately, and finally gathered the information.

"I asked six people here, one of whom is the leader of Wang Yongchang's department, and the other five are his colleagues." Gu Dewei said: "To sum up, Wang Yongchang's painting level is very high, and his meticulous flower and bird works have won many awards. The backbone of the art museum. But this person has a wild temper and likes to run outside?"

Hearing this, Hu Pingtao asked with interest: "Does that mean he doesn't feel at work?"

"Wang Yongchang likes to go out in the name of "collecting folk songs." Gu Dewei handed the folder next to the seat to Hu Pingtao: "The group art museum has a work completion target every year, and there are also a certain number of people who go out to collect folk songs." Wang Yongchang spends almost half of his time outside every year, in prefectures or other provinces. He also applied to go abroad several times, and the theme of the application was to visit the Louvre or the British Empire Museum... Hehe, the first two items are also Forget it, it’s too much to go abroad, it is said that his application was rejected on the spot, and because of this, he had a quarrel with the leaders of the museum.”

Visit the Louvre and the British Empire Museum at public expense?

Hu Pingtao shook his head: "If I were his leader, I wouldn't be able to agree! This is too whimsical."

"That's right, Wang Yongchang's colleagues say so." Gu Dewei said: "He is indeed a person who takes it for granted, as if many people who are engaged in art are like this."

Hu Pingtao glanced at him, then said, "Are you talking about me?"

Gu Dewei smiled narrowly and said: "According to Wang Yongchang's colleagues, when he went out to collect music, he went out with the film crew several times and worked as an extra."

"What?" Hu Pingtao didn't realize it all at once, and the span was too big: "Extras? Which film crew are you talking about?"

Gu Dewei said: "A few years ago, didn't Zhang Yimou go to Lijiang to shoot a movie? The Golden Armor was filmed in Lijiang. Wang Yongchang had to hear the news and followed him. He worked with the crew for more than a month. Usually, he has a relationship with him. A better colleague said that Wang Yongchang has always lamented that his talent is underappreciated, thinking that his talent is seriously inconsistent with his income. He wants to be a star, and also wants to be a painter, the famous one, so he runs around whenever he has the opportunity. "

Hu Pingtao looked down at the document: "It's good to have ideas. It's like the movie line said: If this person has no ideals, how is he different from a salted fish?"

Gu Dewei said: "That's true, but Wang Yongchang combines ideals with reality. He belongs to the kind of person who will never give up his current job until he succeeds. His salary in the group art hall is not low, plus various subsidies , can be regarded as a high-income class."

Hu Pingtao was a little surprised, turned his head and asked, "Can his leader endure it?"

"Wang Yongchang's colleagues also have great opinions on him, but there is nothing he can do about it." Gu Dewei said: "He is very talented, he can win several awards from the province and city every year, and even won two national art awards .On this point, no one in the museum can compare."

Hu Pingtao suddenly realized: "So Wang Yongchang's leaders dare not touch him?"

Gu Dewei raised his right hand and patted his cheek lightly: "This is the face of a unit. Xiaohu, think about it, the Group Arts Museum! This is not an ordinary public institution. If it doesn't win a few important awards every year, The higher-ups will definitely question your ability to work as a supervisor. To put it bluntly, it’s the same sentence: as long as you are capable, even if the leader doesn’t like you, they can only accept you.”

Hu Pingtao nodded and asked, "Does anyone in his unit know about Wang Yongchang and Zhang Hongxia?"

"I know." Gu Dewei stared out the car window: "Six months ago, Wang Yongchang said at his work unit that he was getting married soon. The family planning manager and the labor union also arranged for him to go to the community to attend pre-marital childcare classes twice."

Hu Pingtao asked with interest: "What do his colleagues think about this?"

Gu Dewei said: "It's hard to say. Some people think it's good, and some people say strange things behind their backs. It's normal for men and women to marry, no matter what others say. But as far as I know, most people think that Zhang Hongxia is not good enough for Wang Yongchang."

"Why?" Hu Pingtao asked: "Appearance or family?"

"Speaking of this, you reminded me." Gu Dewei suddenly lowered his voice: "Zhang Hongxia has been to the Art Center many times, and Wang Yongchang's colleagues said that she looks average, and some people joked and asked Wang Yongchang to find another beautiful one. But just In terms of family conditions, everyone said that Wang Yongchang was lucky to find Zhang Hongxia."

Reminiscent of what Wang Yongchang said before that his "parents are farmers", Hu Pingtao was moved and asked, "Wang Yongchang doesn't have a house in the provincial capital?"

Gu Dewei said: "His hometown is in the prefecture, and he graduated from university and passed the entrance examination to enter the group arts hall, and his household registration and personnel relations also followed. Although the salary here is good, it is still far from buying a house. Wang Yongchang's colleagues all Said that he spent a lot of money. Although the museum gave him a dormitory, Wang Yongchang rented another house nearby. He likes to drink, cooks in the canteen of the unit at noon, and buys food outside at night. There is no way to save money at all.”

"The financial situation of Zhang Hongxia's family is not very good, but compared with Wang Yongchang, it is a sky and an underground. Zhang Hongxia's parents have an old house, and the one she lives in now, which is 21, Building [-], Jinchang Community, is her grandmother. Leave her a dowry inheritance."

Hu Pingtao nodded frequently after hearing this: "That's true, there is a big difference between having a house and not having a house."

Gu Dewei said: "Wang Yongchang's colleagues all said that he didn't really like Zhang Hongxia very much, but he couldn't find a better one, so he just made do with it."

The image of Wang Yongchang subconsciously appeared in Hu Pingtao's mind.

Gu Dewei said: "He is short, less than 1.7 meters tall, average-looking, dark-skinned, and he came from the village. Although he has real skills in painting, people in the private museum call him "poor and short." Frustrated."

Without waiting for Hu Pingtao to speak, Gu Dewei continued: "I don't think this case has anything to do with Wang Yongchang."

Hu Pingtao raised his eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously.

Gu Dewei expressed his thoughts: "Do you still remember the man who helped Zhang Hongxia enter the community in the surveillance video? How strong is that figure! The chest and abdominal muscles are like stones, and Wang Yongchang's shriveled bean sprouts figure is simply incomparable Hehe... To put it bluntly, the two Wang Yongchangs together are not as strong as that man. Besides, I have seen the surveillance video, and there is no record of Wang Yongchang entering or leaving the community before and after the time of the crime."

Hu Pingtao kept frowning and remained silent.

He felt something elusive flashed through his mind, but he didn't know exactly what it was.

Gu Dewei chattered in a low voice beside him: "Obviously, the murderer is the man who supported Zhang Hongxia. How about this, let's go to Zhang Hongxia's work unit in the afternoon and ask her colleagues to find out about the situation. If I'm not wrong, Zhang Hongxia should be hiding it from her. Wang Yongchang met a new boyfriend outside and had a relationship. She dealt with the two men, contacted Wang Yongchang more frequently, accidentally became pregnant with his child, and was found out by her new boyfriend. Kill her to vent your anger."

It must be admitted that Gu Dewei's deduction is logical and basically consistent with the current situation.

"Zhang Hongxia may have the habit of exercising." Hu Pingtao said uncertainly: "Well, let's go back to the bureau first, and after dinner, we will go to Zhang Hongxia's unit in the afternoon to continue the investigation. The superiors have been urging us, we have to speed up gone."

……

At almost five o'clock in the afternoon, Hu Pingtao and Gu Dewei finished their investigation and returned to the criminal police office of the sub-bureau.

Wang Xiongjie asked expectantly: "Is there any gain?"

Hu Pingtao handed over the compiled records: "Zhang Hongxia's colleagues all know Wang Yongchang. They have met for dinner several times, and they all know that they are about to get married."

Wang Xiongjie looked down at the records and said without raising his head, "That is to say, Zhang Hongxia doesn't have a new boyfriend?"

Hu Pingtao said: "At least that's what we know so far."

Wang Xiongjie put away the record, turned to Zhang Yixuan, who was sitting and drinking water from his cup: "Is there any news from you?"

Zhang Yixuan's team is in charge of investigating the family and family of the deceased today.Although Zhang Yixuan came in a few minutes earlier than Hu Pingtao's group, Zhang Yixuan was in a hurry to go to the toilet on the way, and ran to the bathroom when he came back, and just sat down.

(End of this chapter)