Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 262 Goodbye Vancouver

Back to the room to answer the phone, there was a hoarse voice over there.

It is Captain Xing of the Municipal Bureau. He called here to tell the HK police’s test results. The hair sample of Nguyen Van and the hair sample collected by the resort hotel in Chiang Rai belong to different individuals.

Lin Yue raised his heart for three days and put it back in his stomach. Regarding the movie “Wu Shuang”, some viewers guessed that Ruan Van was the painter. The argument came from the painting on the final drawing board of the film. It is clear that the distant scenery is a verdant landscape, which reflects Ruan Van. The painting turned bright red, which is somewhat related to the scene where Li Wen modifies the color-changing ink.

Lin Yue doesn’t think so. The audience thinks that they don’t know much about impression painting. The purpose of the impressionist painter’s painting is to make extensive use of color, light and shadow changes and collisions to achieve the effect of catching the audience’s attention in a short time. Impressionist painters emphasized the expression of subjective emotion, cognition, and thought on the basis of their predecessors, and did not necessarily follow the realistic line.

At the end of the film, the “green and red in the eyes” is just a projection of Ruan Van’s inner feelings. Because of this, Ruan Van and the painter are equated, and the reason is too far-fetched. The DNA test results based on hair samples further reduce the possibility that Nguyen Van is a painter.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yue put on his coat and left the room. When he walked to the elevator, the car just opened, and Miss Ruan, who was carrying a canvas bag, stood opposite.

“What did you do?”

Ruan Van asked, “Are you looking for me?”

Lin Yue nodded. There is no mobile phone in this era. He is really worried about her.

“Just now the assistant came over to deliver the ticket, and took away some of the paintings I had in the guest room. After that, I ate breakfast with her and talked about work.” She said as she walked.

“Are you not afraid that the’painter’ will be bad for you?” He followed Ruan Wen into Room 3302.

The hanger is empty, and there are no drafts and letters on the coffee table. There is a 24-inch black trolley box near the door. It seems that she packed up her personal belongings last night.

Ruan Van poured some boiled water into the tea cup and handed it to Lin Yue: “I think the law and order in the Mainland is much better than that of HK. The’painter’ should not dare to do anything here.”

Lin Yue took a sip of water: “In short, be careful and don’t do anything like this again when you arrive in Vancouver.”

“Okay, I would like to ask you where to go in the future, Officer Lin.”

“Speak as if you are my prisoner.”

She held a blue and white porcelain cup and smiled and said, “Isn’t it?”

“In this case, do I need to find a handcuff to handcuff you to my wrist, and come to ten ‘painters’ and don’t want to take you away from me.”

She did not speak, looking down at the green leaves floating in the teacup.

Lin Yue glanced at the scale of the watch: “Let’s go, the airport is in Chengyang District, so there will be a lot of time delay on the road.”

Ruan Wen put down his tea cup, took up his sunglasses and put on them, and walked outside behind him.

…

The flight from Qindao to HK, and then to Vancouver, took nearly 20 hours. Fortunately, Nguyen Van contacted the person at the HK office in advance and booked two business class tickets. The journey was not very tiring. Economy class is much better.

When the two landed in Vancouver, it was near noon. Lin Yue found the phone booth to call the headquarters and took Ruan Van to check into a hotel nearby.

He is in good health and spirit. He doesn’t need jet lag. Nguyen Van can’t. He slept for five or six hours before taking off his exhaustion. Towards the evening, he ate some gravy cheese that Lin Yue went to the city police station to ask for help and bought on the way. After fries, he forced him to drive to the studio.

Lin Yue persuaded him not to listen, so she had to drive to the outskirts of the city as she wanted.

According to Nguyen Van, she lived in this city for nearly ten years. She didn’t move out of Vancouver until 1995 when she met Luo Wen. After living in Paris, France for nearly a year, she went to HK.

She didn’t say anything about the latter, nor did Lin Yue ask.

When we arrived at the destination, the sun had not yet set, and the ambiguous light sprinkled on the dilapidated tiles and deserted railroad tracks.

Far away from the city, here is the dilapidated buildings and deserted streets. The air smells of smoke and rust. When the wind blows, it will set off the clothes drying on the balconies of nearby houses, twisting and twisting in the light and shadow outlined by the corners of the building.

Ruan Van walked into the weedy lane, stood in front of an iron gate, and glanced up at the dusty metal lampshade, which was empty and without light bulbs.

She took out a bunch of keys from the canvas bag, unlocked the door, and gently pulled the handle.

Squeak.

The door of the dusty room opened for many days, and in front of it was a wooden ladder, like a metal lampshade, covered with dust.

Da da da.

The high-heeled shoes lightly touch the wooden board to shake up the fine dust.

Nguyen Van walked very slowly, just ten steps are as long as ten years of life.

On the second floor is her home in Vancouver, with the studio and living room in the front, and the bedroom in the back.

Slender fingers reached into the sunlight and pushed open the wooden door.

It just so happened that a train was passing by the rear track, and the banging sound obscured the sound of the door shaft rubbing.

“In the first year I moved here, every night I was awakened by the noise of the train passing by. Sometimes I was so mad that I would put an unused paintbrush in my ears, thinking that I would sleep more peacefully. By the third In 1988, I was used to the sound of trains passing by on railroad tracks. Even the faint vibration of the floor was as common as sunrise and sunset. Many years later, when I arrived in Paris and HK, I could not sleep because the surroundings were too quiet.”

Lin Yue retracted his gaze towards the wooden door on the first floor and walked quickly into the living room.

There was a stale smell of wooden furniture in the room.

There are many letters on the table near the door, some from the tax department, some from the bank department, and a self-recommendation letter from a painting dealer.

The place against the wall is the drawing board and easel, and there is a row of paintbrushes on the opposite side. There are brushes and some small tools in the alley next to it.

Lin Yue glanced at the three-seater sofa that was seriously peeling off the paint.

“How is it? How does it feel to come back here after 3 years.”

“It’s like a world away.”

“Like a world away?”

She nodded slightly.

Lin Yue picked up a portrait of a person who didn’t know when he painted it: “Who is this person?”

“At that time in 90, the old man selling coffee and hot dogs in the alley, he has never been here since he was snatched by a group of bad boys one morning. I am always dissatisfied with what it looks like.”

“Tell me about you and Luo Wen.”

Lin Yue pulled a chair and sat down across the coffee table.

Ruan Van touched the dry and cracked rubber on the sofa, lowered his head and said, “We met at an art exhibition. He saw me standing in front of a painting called’Nirvana’ for a long time, and he came over to say hello. He said that it was his favorite painting in the whole exhibition hall. Then he said that I smelled of paint and asked what I did. I said I was a paint dealer. He said that it was just right. He needed two trucks of goods. Do I have time to send it to him.”

She smiled and raised her head, tears flashing in her eyes.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t ask.”

“It’s ok.”

She tossed her loose hair: “It’s all gone.”

The sunlight passed through the bars and kissed her face.

Lin Yue was stunned for a while, but quickly came back to his senses: “Is Li Wen’s residence on the first floor?”

Ruan Wen nodded: “There is also a middle-aged man in his forties or fifty.”

“That should be Wu Xin, an old man from the’painter’ group.” He got up and walked outside: “I’ll go down and take a look.”

Ruan Wen hesitated, walked to the door platform and looked to the first floor, just when Lin Yue was kicking the door.

Just listen to the sound of “bang”, the dust spreads, and the door locks two points.

“you……”

She wanted to ask Lin Yue if she had a search warrant, but she swallowed the words at the last moment.

Lin Yue glanced at her across the stairs, got into the shadow on the side of the door frame, Ruan Wen shook his head and walked back to the studio.

The room is very empty.

There is no furniture, no equipment, no paper, pen and ink, and even daily necessities are cleaned up. There are only some air-dried bat shit and mouse shit in the corner.

It seems that the “painter” emptied the house before leaving Canada.

Lin Yue searched for a circle to no avail. From the stairs behind to the balcony on the third floor, the first thing that caught his eye were the two skylights, which were the settings to improve the lighting in the studio.

The door was locked from the inside, Lin Yue gently opened the latch and walked outside.

Woo~

The sound of a whistle came from behind.

From far to near, the train drew an arc on the railroad over the house and drove to the southeast.

Lin Yue watched the carriages go away until the last carriage disappeared into the horizon. He turned and walked towards the top of the stairs. When he passed the skylight to the east, he suddenly noticed something stuffed in the corner of the gold-shaped skylight.

He squatted down and reached into the middle of the skylight until he was almost lying on the ground before taking the thing out of the gap in the iron frame.