late Qing Dynasty arrest

Zhen Yuhuan pestered Li Guolou, and said softly: "Mike, tell me, why are you using the painting "Ode to Peony"?"

The people around him were dishonest, so Li Guolou said helplessly: "Anita, sit down, I suspect that someone is going to kill you, this painting is the proof. The meaning in the painting seems to be praising you, the man protects you in the middle, but The man is dead, can you live? Tell me who you have offended?"

Zhen Yuhuan sat upright, thinking about it, and said, "The Qingping Society is engaged in intelligence and public relations. It rarely engages in assassinations. It relies on money and beauty to pave the way, and rarely offends people. It's what you like. It's not a state of war now, I think. It’s not clear who will be against us.”

Li Guolou looked at the expression on Zhen Yuhuan's face, but he didn't see Zhen Yuhuan's lying movement. His eyelashes did not blink, and he showed off: "There is something wrong with the painting "Ode to Peony". You didn't pay attention to it. Chinese paintings should be painted with watercolors, and the scenery is based on the thickness of the brush and ink to highlight the artistic conception. But the petals in the middle of this painting are painted with oil paint in Western paintings. The oil paint is a thick layer, so the petals look plump and ready to drip look. I suspect the painting is poisonous!"

"Mike!" Zhen Yuhuan glared and yelled, "It's poisonous, you still take it in the car! Do you want me to die early?" While speaking, she reached out and wanted to throw the painting out. Her life was more important than solving the case. many.

Li Guolou grabbed Zhen Yuhuan's hand and said anxiously: "Don't be afraid, Anita, even if it is poisonous, the poisonous gas will have dissipated after such a long time."

"Oh——" Zhen Yuhuan sat down on her buttocks, almost frightening her to death, and looked at the picture scroll on the seat next to her in horror.Suspicious in my heart, thinking who would be bad for her.

"It's a pity, you threw away the residue in the teacup, otherwise I would ask a poison master to see what kind of poison it is?" Li Guolou was a little annoyed at Zhen Yuhuan's self-assertion, and threw away the things at the scene of the crime.

"I've already gone to the Poison King to see the residue, and I guarantee it's not poisonous!" Zhen Yuhuan said proudly, showing Li Guolou that she has real abilities with her breasts enlarged and straight.

"Hey!" Li Guolou sighed and said, "Anita, the times are different, and poisons are also advancing with the times. Do you understand chemistry? The poison king doesn't understand that poisons that are not available in the biological world can be produced in the laboratory."

"Oh——if foreigners want to kill me, it must be the French devils. I have cracked their intelligence network in the capital. The French devils in Annan got false news and suffered a lot. Now the French and our Qing representatives have Sit down and negotiate, grandma! The French devils even invited me to a charity dinner on Saturday, but they secretly wanted to kill me." Zhen Yuhuan finally thought of who she had offended, and gritted her teeth with hatred, like a vampire wanting to drink human blood .

"Oh—the Qing Dynasty won!" Li Guolou was a little excited when he heard the inspiring words, with tears in his eyes. He hadn't heard that the Qing army defeated the army of the Western powers for many years. It is good to know the leader of the Qingping Society. , The inside information is known a little earlier than the public.

"Oh! Mike, I remember that the deceased You Gaoming also had such a painting in his study. I remembered that there was also such a painting. Where did I put it?" Zhen Yuhuan broke into a cold sweat anxiously, recalling the weird "Ode to the Peony" "Where did you put it.

Li Guolou was horrified, staring at Zhen Yuhuan, shaking her shoulders, and said, "Zhen Yuhuan, please think about who painted this painting?"

"I, me, me! I can't think of anything, Mike! Am I poisoned?" Zhen Yuhuan was exhausted and leaned against Li Guolou.

Li Guolou smiled and said: "Zhen Yuhuan is more courageous. Fortunately, you worship foreign countries and like Western decorations, so you didn't hang up this painting. If this painting is poisonous, it should be because there is a protective film on the petals. If you like it This painting, when you look at it, you can’t help but touch the protruding petals, the protective film is removed by yourself, and the poisonous gas is emitted. There may be something that triggers the poison. know the answer."

"You're crazy!" Zhen Yuhuan gritted her teeth and angrily scolded Li Guolou for his crazy thoughts.

Li Guolou said firmly: "Zhen Yuhuan, don't worry, I will be cautious. Fighting criminals is my favorite thing to do, and no matter how clever a criminal is, he will show his feet."

Zhen Yuhuan shook his head and said, "Hey;;;;;; Mike, I remembered who made this painting. It was painted by Master Baimei of Sansheng Nunnery. It is a royal temple there, but it is a bit troublesome."

"Oh;;;;;; it's this old witch, I know her." Li Guolou kept silent, Master Baimei's ancestor was from Sichuan, and he was a disciple of the Tang Sect, so poisoning is a piece of cake for the disciples of the Tang Sect, Baimei The master converted to Buddhism and became a famous female painter in the capital, but she is still killing people.Li Guolou knew it well, knew that he was fighting with others, and that danger was coming, but he couldn't extricate himself from it, and solving the case was like a "good luck cream" to him.

Zhen Yuhuan remembered where she met Mrs. Baimei, it was at a charity dinner held by the French minister. Mrs. Baimei's white eyebrows were dyed white, and a fake teacher would become a spy for the French.

"I know that Mrs. Baimei was forced to enter Buddhism. She must have found a French concubine." Zhen Yuhuan said with certainty that only this kind of thing would make sense.

"Don't talk about it, let's go to the scene of the crime." Li Guolou closed his eyes and wanted to rest in the carriage for a while.

Silence fell in the carriage, everyone was thinking about their own ideas, thinking that the murderer hadn't been brought to justice, so he stopped playing and playing with fetters in his heart.

Thinking of breaking up with Li Guolou today, Zhen Yuhuan couldn't help but feel sad. He squinted at Li Guolou who was dozing off with his eyes closed. He should forget about this man. There will be many women competing for a good man, so he should find a more ordinary man.One hand involuntarily clenched Li Guolou's hand. She didn't want to let go, so she leaned on Li Guolou's shoulder and closed her eyes.

Li Guolou opened his eyes and showed a smug smile, subduing this "Xi Shi", he can avoid many detours, and the "female publicist" will open up a new world for his career.

When he came to the study room of the General's Mansion, Li Guolou looked up at "Ode to the Peony", feeling a little worried, and took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, regardless of whether it would be useful or not.

Li Guolou spread the two "Ode to the Peony" on the floor tiles, and carefully observed the differences between the two paintings.He was alone in the study, and Zhen Yuhuan, who was afraid of death, didn't want to take another look at the poisonous "Ode to the Peony", and stayed in the living room waiting for him.

"The painting is superb, but it's a pity it's poisonous!" Li Guolou saw something strange, rubbed his chin proudly, and admired the masterpieces. It is expected that the toxicity of the oil paint has dissipated, and it can be collected and handed down from generation to generation.Thinking of the future of Mrs. Baimei, Li Guolou couldn't help feeling sorry for such an innovative female painter. She is so talented. Such a "poisonous spider" should not die.

Li Guolou carried two pieces of "Ode to Peony" under his armpits, entered the living room, shook his head and said, "President Zhen, let's go."

Li Guolou didn't give face to the people in the general's mansion at all, and he didn't greet the widow You Wu.

Fortunately, the widow You Wu already knew that there was something wrong with the "Ode to the Peony" in Li Guolou's hand, so she didn't bother with Li Guolou, and said slowly: "Since you two are here, you must eat the dumplings. You must sit down and eat before you leave." .”

This is the General's Mansion, not the home of ordinary people, who would dare not give her this face.Li Guolou ate two big dumplings with the bowl in his hand. A dumpling from Zhen Yuhuan's bowl accidentally fell into his bowl. Li Guolou felt sour and forced to eat the glutinous rice dumplings that stuck to his mouth.

"Captain Li, you want to avenge my husband!" The widow, You Wu, stood beside Li Guolou and said through gritted teeth.

Looking at the crying You Wu family, Li Guolou felt very sad. There are two levels of human affection, the backbone of the family died, and the general's mansion immediately fell into ruin.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Wu, I will do my best to catch the murderer." Li Guolou finally swallowed the third dumpling and said a comforting word.

Mrs. You Wu has experienced the pain of losing her husband in her prime, and she will not be able to take advantage of the country in the future, and will not be able to embezzle the army's salary. The family will soon be torn apart.And she can only be with Gu Deng, no matter what, she will be widowed for three years.You Wu couldn't help peeking at Li Guolou curiously, why isn't this little man afraid of the widow Kefu?

"Captain Li, you have to inform me personally if you have any news!" Before leaving, You Wu said a word sourly, his pitiful appearance made people feel distressed.

"Okay!" Li Guolou left the living room with his head down, not even daring to take a look at Mrs. You Wu, who was dressed in plain onyx, was a pretty lady.

"Mike, you still don't admit your drugs. The first time someone saw you, they were going to marry you with their wealth." Zhen Yuhuan on the carriage couldn't help but express her judgment. She couldn't solve the case, it depends on people. She has long been as pure as fire, and she won't miss it.

"I'm not drugs. I was badly written by the big reporter Eugene. Now Eugene has realized his mistake and started to vindicate me. Finally, I warn you, don't use such vicious metaphors to refer to me." Li Guolou was very sad. Dissatisfied, she brought her face closer to Zhen Yuhuan, as if she wanted to see the wrinkles on Zhen Yuhuan's face.

"Oh! Then I'll call you Fuwa on the bed from now on, everyone's favorite Fuwa." Zhen Yuhuan's small mouth stuck on it, and this was the only thing she could do at such a close distance.

Li Guolou was so excited that his lovers called him Fuwa at home, and he was still complacent, so he was saying that he was a "fushou cream". Another mystery was solved by him.