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Chapter 235 Scorpion Tattoo
Li Deshou confessed that he passed by Mr. Xue's door at about five o'clock yesterday afternoon, and saw an Audi A8 parked at the door. He became curious, thinking that Mr. Xue had some rich relatives and friends, and planned to go there to join in the fun. Thinking about it, he heard the two arguing in a low voice, and he was discovered by a strong man guarding the door, and then he was invited into the house.

In the room besides the strong man and Mr. Xue, there is also an old man with white hair. The old man is very well dressed and wears round glasses with gold wire frames. He looks very dignified. What's the matter with him.

Li Deshou did not dare to say that he eavesdropped on their conversation, but said that he had something to do with Mr. Xue.

At this time Mr. Xue nodded, "That's right, he asked me to make a painting for him," he said, taking out a scroll of painting from under the bed and handing it to him, and then said: "You go first, I still have something to do Son, take this painting back and look at it again, if there is anything wrong, come to me again, and I will help you redraw it when you have time," and then pushed him out.

Han Zhenyang frowned, "What are they arguing about?"

"I didn't hear you clearly. Their voices were very low, but they spoke very fast and intensely," Li Deshou answered. He was really scared by Han Zhenyang's beating.

"What about the painting?"

"The painting, was, was snatched away," Li Deshou said with some fear.

"Who?" Han Zhenyang grabbed Li Deshou by the collar, "Don't play tricks on me."

Li Deshou hurriedly explained: "I really don't know who it is, he is covering his face, but, but..."

"But what?"

"However, I feel like the bodyguard of that white-haired old man. I have a similar physique and are both so strong," Li Deshou said while recalling, and finally slapped his thigh, "Yes, it is him, it must be him, I remembered, He has a black tattoo on his neck, which looks like a scorpion, I saw it vaguely twice, I didn’t pay attention to it at the time, and now you ask, I just remembered it.”

"You mean Mr. Xue gave you the painting, and then it was snatched away by the bodyguard with the scorpion tattoo?"

"Yes, that's it. He also warned me not to meddle in other people's business, or I will kill my son," Li Deshou burst into tears as he spoke, and hugged Han Zhenyang's calf, "I, I'm going to see my son." Son, I'm afraid of him..."

Han Zhenyang kicked Li Deshou away, "You tell me honestly, and I don't have to pursue it after you've finished explaining."

"Yes, yes, let me explain," Li Deshou said while wiping tears, "It was around two o'clock in the evening, I was playing computer, and then someone covered my mouth, asked me where the painting was, and warned me when I took it away. I'm not allowed to be nosy, I didn't think much about it at the time, but then I felt something was wrong, so I stood by the window and looked around, and then saw that the light in Mr. Xue's room was on. There is no one in the room, and, seeing those valuable calligraphy and painting antiques, just, just..."

"I just stole a bunch of them, and then in order to clear my suspicion, I took the initiative to call the police. Hmph, I can't tell, you are really smart," Han Zhenyang snorted coldly, got up and flipped out the banknotes in the living room, " Come on, tell me what that white-haired old man looks like, and that bodyguard, yes, and that painting."

"How to say?"

"Tell me, I'll draw." Han Zhenyang spread out the paper and drew a simple outline, "Round face or long face? What hairstyle? Neck thickness? What shape are the eyebrows, up or down..."

While drawing, he asked and adjusted, painted and corrected, and after a while, he actually drew a rough head portrait. There is no way, this is the benefit of those who know art.In fact, there are only a few types of human appearance. After each part is separated and standardized, it can be freely combined according to needs. After a few more attempts, a more specific image of the head portrait can be almost portrayed according to the dictation.

When he finished drawing, Li Deshou looked at it head-on, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really, it's so similar, it's the same as the painting in person."

Han Zhenyang put away the painting and continued to ask: "Where is that painting? What subject is it?"

"It's that kind of landscape painting, right? I've watched treasure appraisal programs, and it's the kind of black and white painting with mountains, waters and trees," Li Deshou tried hard to describe the image of the painting, but unfortunately, he was not interested in traditional paintings. I don't know anything, and my vocabulary is quite scarce. After working hard for a long time, I can figure out the size, color and general theme.

"Didn't you take a picture?" Han Zhenyang couldn't help interrupting Li Deshou who looked at Li Deshou whose words were not expressive.

"Ah? Yes, I took a photo, I took it, I took it," Li Deshou slapped his forehead and said excitedly, but then he became depressed again, "But it was deleted by that masked man again," but before he finished speaking, he jumped up again, "No, I backed it up, no, I uploaded it online," Li Deshou hastily turned on his computer, logged into Tieba, found a post in the Tieba management center, clicked on it, and sure enough there were several photos.

Han Zhenyang pushed Li Deshou away and sat at the computer desk, clicked on the picture and looked at it carefully, but he was a little confused.

Judging from the picture, this is an ordinary freehand landscape painting, which was made by Mr. Xue himself. The special brush strokes cannot be imitated by others. Apart from this, there is nothing special about it, just like Mr. Xue It's just what Mr. does casually.

But that is impossible!
Mr. Xue gave this painting to Li Deshou abruptly, obviously hoping that Li Deshou would take it away, which shows that this painting is not as simple as it seems.Later, the masked man deliberately snatched the painting, which also proved this point.

But nothing could be seen from the picture, Han Zhenyang shook his head in disappointment, copied the picture to his mobile phone, deleted Li Deshou's post, and then packaged and searched the calligraphy and painting antiques that Li Deshou stole from Mr. Xue Go, before going out, threatened: "Remember what to say and what not to say, or if I don't pursue it, some people will trouble you."

Li Deshou was scared to pee a long time ago, so he naturally nodded repeatedly. Although he has been a wimp for half his life, he has never done anything bad. He didn't expect to be so greedy and cause such a big trouble. I knew it would be like this , why bother?
Han Zhenyang got into the car with those antique calligraphy and paintings, and called Xue Xiaoyan directly after driving out of Xiaowangzhuang, "Student Yanzi, help me find someone, and I will pass the portrait to you later, by the way, that person seems to have some identity, and he also has a A burly bodyguard driving a Beijing Audi A8."

"Tch, do you really think my family owns the MSS? Abuse of state resources is a huge crime," Xue Xiaoyan hummed dissatisfied on the phone, not knowing what was going on here.The fact is indeed true. Finding someone seems simple, but in fact it requires a lot of manpower and time, and it depends on luck. With so few conditions given by Han Zhenyang, the difficulty of finding someone will be doubled.

In addition, Xue Xiaoyan is from the Eighteenth Bureau, an operational unit, not an intelligence unit, and is good at beating and arresting people, looking for people?They're still a bit off.

But Xue Xiaoyan changed the subject, "However, if you promise me one condition, I will help you this time."

(End of this chapter)