Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

"Yeah!" Duanmu Baolian nodded and said with a smile, "I also want to see what kind of photo it is that makes you say such deviant words."

"Did I say something out of the ordinary?" Ximen Mingyue was stunned for a while and asked in confusion.

"You said, Feng Tang is not human." For this point, Duanmu Baolian never forgot.

"He is not human." Ximen Mingyue sneered.

"Show me the picture, he is not a human, is he still a ghost?" Duanmu Baolian shook his head, expressing his incomprehension.

"En!" Ximen Mingyue didn't say anything, immediately turned on the computer, adjusted an email from the QQ email, and started to download it.

"Why do you put these things in the computer?" Duanmu Baolian asked curiously.

"Most of the old photos are unclear." Ximen Mingyue's face flashed a faint trace of vicissitudes, which absolutely didn't match his age, "Those photos are old, and nothing in this world can't stand the age Erosion. After I scanned it, I found someone to restore it, and I was afraid of losing it, so I put it in the mailbox and saved it.”

In this regard, Duanmu Baolian expressed that she could understand, and asked curiously: "How long are those photos?"

"Above half a year old." Ximen Mingyue replied casually.

The corner of Duanmu Baolian's mouth twitched slightly, Banjiazi—that's 30 years?How old is Feng Tang?What does a photo older than his age have to do with him?

While she was thinking wildly, Ximen Mingyue had already downloaded the game, opened a photo, and zoomed in——

Duanmu Baolian stared blankly at the photo, her eyes glazed over, and it took her two to three minutes before she came back to her senses.

"You—too much." Duanmu Baolian reprimanded in a low voice, "Even if you are dissatisfied with him, you can't use such things to slander him."

"Do you think I made this thing?" Ximen Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and she understood in an instant. She misunderstood. She thought he asked someone to photoshop this photo?

"No matter who made it, it's too much." Duanmu Baolian said very dissatisfied.

Because these photos have been restored and even photoshopped, they are very clear. It is a very luxurious crystal coffin. Inside the coffin, Feng Tang's eyes are slightly closed, and he sleeps peacefully with his eyes closed. He is wearing a black robe. There are complex patterns made of gold thread on the edges, but Duanmu Baolian can't see it. What is that pattern, probably an ancient totem?Or something modern Impressionist?Anyway, overall, it is quite beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it is, it is impossible to put a photo of a living person in a coffin, right?

Although she and the doctor are only in a cooperative relationship, Duanmu Baolian still has a good impression of Feng Tang. Seeing this photo, she immediately became a little angry.

"I didn't make this, or in other words, it wasn't made by anyone, but it really existed." Ximen Mingyue said with a wry smile, "It wasn't that we took Feng Tang's photo and made it out of PS, or I should say, the inside of this coffin The person in question is not Feng Tang at all."

"But, this is obviously—" Duanmu Baolian shook her head and said, "If he is not Feng Tang, then who is this person?" As he spoke, he was full of suspicion in his heart. This thing is definitely not something that Ximen Mingyue made now. Well, he wouldn't have prepared such a perverted thing early in the morning, and then tricked himself into coming to see it, right?