Chapter 181 she's not here

"Ask her?" Qu Mingcong was slightly taken aback, "Do you think she can tell the authenticity of the exhibits?"

Mrs. Ding studied art design, but art is a big category. Qu Mingzong had never heard anyone say that Mrs. Ding had studied antique porcelain skills. She was not in good health and had been living in that big house to recuperate since she married Ding Zhaolin. Almost isolated from the world, even if you send her a picture of blue and white porcelain, how can she help?

"They are husband and wife," Xiao Qiao said slowly, "the employees may flatter the boss and say that the boss is an expert, but as a wife, Mrs. Ding should know Mr. Ding better. You can make a side note and ask Ding Zhaolin how good is it in appraising antiques?" It’s not that he has rich experience, because we are not sure now, whether Ding Zhaolin lied on purpose, or accidentally misread.”

She paused, and said thoughtfully: "There was a sudden homicide, and in the face of a group of interrogating policemen, it made sense to look away under nervousness. Later, because of his face, he could only insist on the blue and white dress with dragon and phoenix patterns on both ears. The big pot is fake, I heard that many people will become old and stubborn when they get old, I don’t know if Ding Zhaolin belongs to this type.”

Hearing her strange tone, Qu Mingcong couldn't help saying, "You didn't think so before."

Xiao Qiao sighed, "Oh, I just want to rule out some uncertain factors. If he is really innocent, wouldn't we have wronged him with this current investigation? Besides, it's just a phone call, and it doesn't take much. Maybe there will be surprises?"

"For example?" Qu Mingcong asked.

Xiao Qiao: "Like a new clue?"

Qu Mingcong smiled, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Mrs. Ding's number, and he also felt the need to test the other party's reaction.

The bell rang for a long time, and Qu Mingcong waited patiently.

After connecting, the first thing Mrs. Ding said on the other end of the phone was: "Mr. Qu, have you met Tian Xiaojun?"

Tian Xiaojun?
Qu Mingcong was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Mrs. Ding had been waiting for him to go to the prison to meet Tian Xiaojun, the thief.

"Not yet," Qu Mingcong paused for two seconds, and said after deliberation, "I'm in the museum now, and I found that the large blue and white jar with dragon and phoenix patterns on the Song Dynasty on display here is an imitation. The strange thing is that Mr. Ding said that the broken one is a counterfeit, so the real one should be in the display cabinet...Of course, it may be my mistake, are you sure about identifying antiques?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Qu Mingcong said casually again: "Is it possible that the museum has made two replicas of this antique? Miss Ding broke one, so there is one left. Otherwise, Mr. Ding couldn't have lied on purpose. He has no reason at all to call the truth false, don't you think?"

Mrs. Ding finally responded: "The production process of replicas is very complicated. There is at most one replica for each exhibit in the museum. Are you sure the porcelain in the showcase is fake?"

Qu Mingcong explained: "Sister Wang from the museum gave me a high-power magnifying glass. I'm not sure. It looks fake at the moment. Otherwise, I'll take a photo and send it to you."

"Send me the photo." Mrs. Ding said.

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone neatly.

Qu Mingcong: "..."

This phone call really caught him off guard. He originally thought that Mrs. Ding could provide some clues, and he could analyze and analyze the tone of the phone, but she hung up the phone not long after the call, as if she didn't want to say anything more. tell him.

"My God, she's so cold!" Xiao Qiao was both surprised and angry, "Did she stay at home for too long, and she has mental problems? Last time, she told us to notify her as soon as we found out. Now We notified her, and she reacted like this?"

Qu Mingcong thought for a while, "...Maybe, she is waiting for me to meet Tian Xiaojun? So she is not interested in other things?"

"It's boring." Xiao Qiao pouted on the phone and complained, "Then what should we do now?"

"I'll make an appointment first, and I'll see Tian Xiaojun tomorrow." Qu Mingcong sighed, the investigation of this case made him helpless.

He called Xu Chenjie and asked about the prison visit process in a few words. After putting down the phone, he found He Qile standing not far away and staring at him with a very strange expression.

After thinking about it, I understood that I had been talking to Xiao Qiao just now, and in He Qile's eyes, he probably looked like a psychopath talking to himself?
"What do you see me doing?" Qu Mingcong asked pretending to be calm.

He Qile pursed his lips, faltering and uttering a few words: "I... just take a look."

Qu Mingcong thought it was fun, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you nervous? You look like a little kid, you are only thirteen or fourteen years old, right? Now that children are well nourished, they can look like adults in their early ten years old."

He Qile couldn't help but laugh, his face turned red and pale for a while, and he stood there with his neck stiffened, only a pair of eyes rolling around.

Qu Mingcong had never seen such an honest child before, and joked: "You and your sister are really different."

The guy on the phone is much more eloquent than He Qile in front of him.

He Qile held back for a while, but didn't mention his age. He clenched his fists and asked, "Did you just talk to my sister?"

Qu Mingcong raised his hand and touched his chin, "Hmm...well, you didn't sense it?"

He thought that He Qile would show a look of being hit again, but He Qile lowered his head and murmured: "This is unscientific..."

Qu Mingcong: "..."

If he was ten years younger, he would definitely roll his eyes hard now, Xiang Ping and his gang have even researched things like ghost upper body, and they still care about science?

But he is an adult, so be calm.

"Why is it unscientific?" Qu Mingcong asked with the corners of his lips hooked.

He Qile raised his head and said to him seriously: "When my sister is awake, it is impossible for the host parasitized by her to have autonomous consciousness. Only when my sister falls asleep, the host will regain consciousness. A brain Two consciousnesses cannot exist at the same moment, let alone communication between the two consciousnesses."

"Really..." Qu Mingcong felt a little guilty, avoiding the child's eyes, "Then, you can continue to study and study, um, come on."

"Maybe my sister's ability has changed, that's why we lost her contact..." He Qile had a serious expression, "I must go back and report this to the director as soon as possible."

As if this matter was really urgent, He Qile turned around and left.

After walking a certain distance, he stopped, turned around suddenly, looked straight at Qu Mingcong, and asked, "Can I talk to her?"

Qu Mingcong was silent for two seconds, then slowly shook his head, "...she refused."

"Why!" Huge frustration appeared in He Qile's eyes.

Qu Mingcong answered in embarrassment: "She said...she's not here."

He Qile: "..."

(End of this chapter)

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