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Niu Jie ran away desperately, he seemed to be crazy, he didn't care, and knocked away the sundries in the aisle of the Tongzilou.

He tried to hinder Zhang Yiwei's pursuit.

But in order to calmly dodge the dustpan, soil basket and other sundries, Zhang Yi used his strength on the handrail of the stairs to catch up quickly. His movements were as fast as a cheetah living on the grassland!
Seeing his pursuers getting closer, Niu Jie became even more frantic.

There was an open door in front of him, and a woman in plain clothes with a hanger came out, blocking Niu Jie's escape route.Niu Jie scolded angrily and got out of the way, then pushed the person to the side, and then continued to run forward sullenly.

The woman loses her balance and falls down the stairs in panic.

Dangdang-

Two muffled sounds of flesh hitting cement.

Niu Jie's head was pinned to the concrete floor by Zhang Yiwei, leaving no possibility for him to escape.Bai Ling caught up again, but she didn't rush to find Zhang Yiwei, but went to check on the condition of the woman who fell down the stairs first.

Bai Ling's fingers were trembling. She looked at the unconscious woman lying in a pool of blood in panic, took out her mobile phone and dialed 120 in a panic.

"Someone fell here, it was serious, the address is..."

She was so flustered that she forgot where it was.

"No. 13-19 Fuyang Road, the second stairway of the west building, 10 meters east of the corner of the third floor." Zhang Yiwei said calmly, and Bai Ling hurriedly repeated to the phone.

Until the emergency center replied that an ambulance would be sent immediately, Bai Ling seemed to have lost half of her strength, panting while holding on to the railing.

"I have no money!"

"Didn't you agree to give me a one-week grace period, why are you looking for me!"

Niu Jie roared.

Zhang Yiwei kept silent and broke off one of his fingers. Just as Niu Jie wanted to cry out, Zhang Yiwei blocked his mouth with his toe against the rag.Niu Jie was trembling from the pain.

"Team Zhang?!"

Seeing that Zhang Yi's actions were getting more and more excessive, Bai Ling said hesitantly.

Zhang Yiwei sneered.

"This guy is dishonest, take a look at what is hidden in his waist?" Bai Ling heard and took out a USB flash drive.

Zhang Yiwei continued.

"The USB flash drive should contain the security layout and electronic password of Dongye Gallery. He owes a loan shark and wants to cooperate with black market buyers to steal the paintings for money! He is not hiding from loan sharks at all, but because he is afraid that black market buyers will take advantage of him. Hei! Kill him directly!"

His precise and sophisticated analysis made the wailing Niu Jie's eyes widen.He finally knew the identities of the two pursuers.

"You're a cop! Don't lynch me--ah!"

Zhang Yiwei stepped on and broke Niu Jie's forearm, causing him to twitch wildly in pain.

"Who is the buyer? Which painting does he want?" Zhang Yi grabbed Niu Jie's hair with his left hand and asked urgently.

Bai Ling was frightened by Zhang Yiwei's violent behavior.

Niu Jie's blood flowed down the ground to her feet, her body trembled, and she subconsciously took half a step back. "Captain Zhang, you can't do this..."

"Remember, time waits for no one, and nothing can be delayed."

Zhang Yiwei just used his catchphrase and calmly told Bai Ling.

Niu Jie was terrified by Zhang Yiwei, and he finally confessed honestly that someone from the black market had indeed contacted him, wanting him to help steal the painting.There were seven or eight paintings stolen, and Zhang Yiwei saw through the blindfold at a glance, and locked on the target that the mysterious buyer really wanted—…

"The Missing Woman is unknown, a modern imitation of Pierre-Auguste Renoir." He frowned tightly.

Bai Ling didn't want to talk to Zhang Yiwei at this moment.

But she still couldn't help asking: "How did you find out?"

"The paintings that Niu Jie wants to steal are treated as independent areas. According to the division of areas and the optimal route, no matter which route it is, it will definitely pass through the location of this painting. It is the intersection of all routes. So It can be seen how eager the mysterious buyer is to get this oil painting..."

In order to get the contact information of the mysterious buyer, Zhang Yi used the data transfer device he carried with him to copy the data of Niu Jie's USB flash drive, and then threw the USB flash drive back to Niu Jie.

He let go of Niu Jie, and said: "When you go back to work, you will say that you have fallen. Do what the buyer asks you to do. Don't startle the snake. If you are honest and obedient, that debt-collection loan shark company will not come to harass you again. I am Zhang Yiwei, if you have access to the black market, you should have heard of me."

Niu Jie's pupils contracted, he was startled and frightened, and he stammered: "Zhang, Captain Zhang! If I had known it was you, I wouldn't have run away, and I would have been caught by you anyway...I believe in you!"

Zhang Yiwei threw him a roll of money, about 2000 yuan, which he said was medical expenses.

Niu Jie picked up the money hesitantly, nodded solemnly to Zhang Yi, and then limped away.

this day.

Bai Ling got to know Zhang Yiwei again, the most prestigious... ex-investigator of the Shanghai Folklore Bureau.

Zhang Yi turned around.

"Walk."

"Where are you going? Looking for a mysterious buyer?" Bai Ling was puzzled.

Zhang Yiwei took a deep look at Bai Ling and said, "Go to the hospital."

……

in front of the hospital bed.

Bai Ling looked at the little boy who was crying bitterly in front of his mother's bed, she was extremely at a loss.

The woman pushed down by Niu Jie was a single mother whose son was just 5 years old and still in kindergarten.The woman has to work two jobs every day, and also has to do a part-time job handing out leaflets, so that she can barely survive in the magic city with her son.

"It's not your fault." Zhang Yiwei patted Bai Ling's shoulder.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, mom, please wake up, I'm so scared..."

The cries beside her ears were like sharp knives, piercing Bai Ling's embarrassing self-esteem.

Bai Ling's eyes were red, and she was silent for a long time.

She suddenly raised her head to look at Zhang Yiwei, and said in a hoarse voice: "Captain Zhang, you are right. Time waits for no one, and nothing can be delayed... If I am more decisive, even for half a second, things will not be so bad. Those The gangsters who want to cause chaos at Asia Fashion Week, I must catch them very early and when there is still room for recovery!"

Zhang Yi applauded and praised.

"A wonderful practical class, a good student with savvy. Do you have a salary card?"

"I just paid her [-] yuan in advance for medical expenses. The doctor has my contact information. If you don't have enough money, you can contact me anytime..."

"No, we need funds for our actions. You are a native of Shanghai, and your parents are engaged in big business. I really don't know why you, a son of a rich family, do such a dangerous business. Don't talk about this, you must not be short of money. , borrow the master's points to handle the case."...

Zhang Yi smiled strangely and made a gesture of counting money.

Bai Ling was stunned, she realized that she couldn't see through Zhang Yiwei at all.He seems to have countless faces, not knowing which one is the real him.

But Bai Ling understands...

No matter which face it is, Zhang Yiwei's hatred for weirdness, folk events, and criminal groups will never change.He is the silent guardian of the city, even though he has been marginalized by the Bureau of Folk Customs and labeled as a dangerous person, making his former colleagues avoid him.

"Come on, now that the painting is locked, let's not contact the buyer first, but investigate clearly the purpose, time, and significance of this painting to Asian Fashion Week."

Zhang Yi crushes cigarette butts.

"When Fashion Week reaches the seventh day, something very bad will definitely happen. And the mission of our investigators is to investigate, witness and protect!"

His tone was casual, but Bai Ling could feel the unusually determined heart in his broken body.

"understood……"

Bai Ling paused for a moment, lowered her head, and smiled lightly.

"master."

……

"Master, go to Kyushu International Hotel."

Qiu Yunying bent down and rubbed her sore ankle, and said to the online car-hailing driver.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed with alcohol, so she didn't drive herself.For this fashion week, she has been busy for a long time.Many people in the industry know that Qiu's Group is the core exhibitor of Asia Fashion Week on the surface, but in fact it is also one of the organizers secretly, with great energy that can influence Fashion Week.

The locals, Chinese, Chinese, and foreigners with high nose bridges and deep eye sockets, who are the top figures in the field with prominent identities outside, ask to come to Qiu Yunying, wanting to get a better venue and time for the exhibition, so that they can participate in those exhibitions. In front of international agencies, get a higher rate.

Qiu Yunying managed to get through another dinner party, she muttered: "Tch, I'm not Qiu Banshan. That old guy, he only cares about his precious daughter!"

It is a lie that she has no complaints about her father's "raising gu" style of selecting successors.

Although she hated the group of returnees, she had to admit that these social elites who graduated from top business schools and art schools and returned from major institutions with gold plating did have two brushes.Whether it is the design team they lead or the trendy fashion exhibited, they have won a lot of reputation for Huaguo traditional art in the international arena.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are some of the heroes who won the first "big show medal" from the mouths of Koreans and Dongying people in China on the first day of fashion week.

This caused Qiu Yunying's reputation within the group to decline, while the reputation of the overseas returnees was greatly improved.

She glanced at her phone.

With the end of the first day of the exhibition, the stock prices of all companies and companies that appeared today have directly rushed to a soaring curve.There are countless models who have become famous through this battle. Only those who Qiu Yunying can recognize, there are at least [-] models who have soared into the sky and become the new darlings of the fashion circle.

Collaborations, endorsements, and invitations followed one after another, not only doubled their net worth, but also set off a wave of fans on the Internet, ranking among the top of the hot search list on social platforms such as bibs, and a bright stardom is clearly waiting for them . …

The discussion on Asian Fashion Week on the Internet is also rapidly rising.

At the opening ceremony, the hot searches were still out of the top ten. After all, the fashion circle is a little small, and many people don't know about the holding of this grand event.

But the glamorous figures, the radiant jewels, and the luxurious and expensive clothing quickly broke through the circle and walked away under the grand occasion that the domestic, Korean, and Japanese families competed for splendor and the international fashion was not to be outdone. into the public eye.

After all, people are still visual animals, and they naturally like beautiful and expensive things.

The seventh, No.19 and No.20 on the hot search list are "Asian Fashion Week", "We Won" and "The First Big Show Medal".

Qiu Yunying saw the hot search and explained it like this.

"Asian Fashion Week has been going on for seven days, and there are a total of seven big show medals, which are awarded to the winners selected by the professional and audience jury each day... On the last day, whoever gets the most big show medals will be this Asian Fashion Week winner of honor..."

She pouted.

"Honor winner? The honor of shit, the three countries in East Asia are about to fight for this title. It is the first day, and many methods have not been used yet. If we wait until the last day of the seventh day, our old man and the United States Appearing on the stage, that is the real pinnacle of the exhibition! Tear-off battle!"

Qiu Yunying is well aware of the turbulent undercurrent of fashion week, but she will not participate in it. The so-called national honor and cultural hegemony are too far away and too grand for her small group manager.

She pressed the phone hard and gritted her teeth.

"Where did this animal, Wei Kun, die?"

"Shi Haocong is still urging, saying that the people from Oriental Star Jewelry are waiting impatiently. Why hasn't Aji, the artist we negotiated with, arrived yet... Could it be that he went to a silver party with him?!"

Call Wei Kun.

busy tone.

Qiu Yunying was so angry that she pulled her clothes vigorously. She cursed secretly a few times, and when she heard the driver say that the Kyushu International Hotel had arrived, she took a deep breath, rearranged her makeup, and walked off slowly.

She was about to meet with Professor Chen from the Design Institute of Fusheng University, and planned to invite him to be a guest of her team on the fourth day, also to increase the odds of winning the Qiu Group's power seizure...

At this time, a man stopped Qiu Yunying, and he said in a deep voice.

"Professor Chen's situation is very dangerous. If I were you, I wouldn't go to talk to him about painting..."

"Crazy? Why can't you paint!"

Qiu Yunying got rid of the one-armed man and walked towards the hotel lobby.

Behind.

In order to lower his hat, Zhang Yi quietly looked at Qiu Yunying's leaving back, and murmured, "Look at Wei Wei's expression, that mysterious buyer is not her. There will definitely be new missing persons after today..."

Qiu Yunying didn't take the one-armed man's crazy talk at all at ease.

Under the guidance of the waiter, she took the passenger elevator to the 19th floor and met Professor Chen who had made an appointment.

Professor Chen has a childlike face, wearing an old-fashioned gown, and is full of energy, like an old volcano that will burst into creation at any time.

"Aying, how is your father these days? How is his preparation for the mysterious masterpiece?" Professor Chen rubbed his hands like an old urchin and asked impatiently with anticipation on his face.

Qiu Yunying pursed her lips and smiled mysteriously.

"The work of heaven and man."

These words made Professor Chen even more curious, and he suddenly realized that as an elder, he seemed to have lost his status, so he smiled awkwardly and made tea and sat down.

As soon as Qiu Yunying sat down, she saw that the room was filled with Professor Chen's paintings.

Famous for his landscape paintings, he is good at strange rocks and strange cypresses. He is the leader of the previous generation of Chinese style paintings. He is also a top master who is well versed in fashion design. He has countless disciples and has a high international reputation.He is one of Qiu Banshan's old friends for many years. His status is not comparable to that of Mr. Qiu Banshan, and he is also a god-level figure in the eyes of many students.

Looking at it, Qiu Yunying was suddenly stunned. Among the thick and colorful national style paintings with a unified style, she happened to see a Western oil painting with an extremely abrupt style.

The oil painting is a deep red rice field, and there is a waterwheel looming in the distance.

"Is this the work of your student?"

Qiu Yunying couldn't help but asked aloud.

Professor Chen turned around and was stunned when he saw the oil painting, and said: "No, where did this painting come from! Look at Gongbi, it's a bit like Renoir, and it's a bit like Li Xiuwen...it doesn't look like the domestic style. It's a hotel Buying paintings for decoration?"

Qiu Yunying suddenly realized and nodded. She was about to talk about the invitation to the fashion week when she suddenly saw a black shadow at the end of the rice field in the oil painting from the corner of her eye.

"It's me, did you read it wrong?"

She frowned.