Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 263-Wu Xin and the Antique Clock

It was a paper airplane, because it got into the gap of the iron frame in the middle of the skylight glass. It was not wetted by the rain or blown away by the wind. However, due to long-term exposure to the outdoors, the paper felt very old to the touch.

He unfolded the plane and found that it was actually a sketch. Although the lines were distorted, he could still recognize who the characters in the painting were from the outline and face shape.

Nguyen Van.

This is certainly not a self-portrait of Ruan Van, nor is it a manuscript of Luo Wen. Who are the people who often come to this place?

It seems that only Li asked.

Just like the last scene of the film, he should always observe the women in the studio through the skylight.

The vast majority of painters…No, even those who know a little bit of drawing skills will spare no time to leave the impression of a beloved woman and a man on the drawing paper.

“What are you doing?”

A voice rang at the entrance of the corridor.

Lin Yue looked back and saw Ruan Wen stepping out slowly. It should have been a long time since she hadn’t returned, so she followed with some care.

Lin Yue handed over the drawing paper.

She held it in her hand and looked at it.

“Is it me who painted it?”

Lin Yue nodded.

“It was folded into an airplane and thrown out, but unfortunately it didn’t fly too far, and got into the gap of the skylight. The creases on it meant that it was crumpled into a ball of paper before being folded into an airplane.”

Ruan Van sat down near the eaves and stared at the drawing paper in a daze.

“Drawing you means that he likes you. When he finishes painting, he knead the paper into a ball, indicating that he knows that there will be no results with you. Folding paper into a plane to fly, it should be a compromise to reality.”

Ruan Wen didn’t say anything. He folded the drawing paper into an airplane and waved it in the direction of the wind.

The piece of paper rides the wind across the high wall, crosses the railroad track, and sinks into the grass over there.

“There is a problem here.”

Lin Yue walked to her, looked at the sunset and said: “If Li Wen is a painter, you can understand that he dare not face it before he finds a way to make super counterfeit banknotes, because he can’t realize his personal value and has no self-confidence. But he finds making super counterfeit banknotes. Why do I still feel ashamed after the method? If I were him, after earning enough money, I would definitely think of a way to cleanse and transform into a successful person who knew your story and understood your paintings and approached you. What would you think at that time? he?”

Ruan Van was silent.

Lin Yue continued: “If Li Wen’s inferiority complex when facing you comes from criminal behavior, why does a person with an unshakable conscience commit murder and arson, so he is so familiar with the road? Remember when you were resting in the hotel at noon, I went to the city police. Is the bureau requesting assistance? I checked the site survey report on the killing of seven central bank guards, and there are signs that this is not the first time the’painter’ has done this kind of thing.”

Ruan Van remembered the dialogue between the two when they were still on Qin Dao: “Didn’t you say that Li Wen is not a painter?”

“Yes, only Li Wen who is not a painter can explain the conflict between his outlook on love and life.”

Lin Yue seems to be sharing his own thinking, but he is actually complaining about the collapse of the main characters in Wushuang.

Ruan Van patted a little bit to his right: “Sit with me for a while.”

Lin Yue walked over and sat down.

She watched the setting sun sinking into the horizon little by little.

“I never knew that the sunset seen here is so beautiful.”

Lin Yue stretched out his arm, staggering the thumb and index finger of his right hand, holding only half of the sunset on the horizon in his fingers.

“What are you doing?”

“Keep it in your heart.”

Ruan Van smiled: “You really shouldn’t be a policeman.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because you have an unruly heart.”

…

Lin Yue and her went back to the hotel after the sun went down. They ate something casually in the evening, and drove to Chinatown the next morning to the antique shop where Wu Xin bought antique clocks.

The boss is a Chinese in his sixties. He is a bit deaf, and he can only hear him clearly if he speaks louder.

After entering the store, Ruan Wen walked to the antique shelf where the blue and white porcelain plates were placed. He carefully studied the brushwork of the ancient painter. Lin Yue asked the boss about his identity and asked him about Wu Xin coming here to buy antique clocks three years ago.

Don’t look at the back of the old man’s ears, but he has a good memory, so he let Lin Yue go to the sofa in the middle, poured him a cup of tea, and sat down and recounted what happened that day.

About 10 minutes later, Lin Yue opened the door of the antique shop and entered the car parked on the side of the road.

Ruan Van noticed his puzzled expression.

“What’s wrong? Isn’t there no gain?”

“It’s the opposite.”

“You still have a frown when you have something.”

“Because I can’t figure it out.” Lin Yue said, “The owner of the antique shop said that after Wu Xin came in, he saw the antique clock of the late Qing Dynasty and paid 300 dollars for it. Because the customer was very refreshing, the owner enthusiastically delivered it to the door. , But I didn’t expect to go to the bank to exchange currency three months later, and found that the 300 US dollars were all counterfeit bills, and finally provoked the federal police. First of all, according to the boss, Wu Xin didn’t hesitate after taking a fancy to the antique clock. Pay US dollars in cash; secondly, all 300 US dollars are counterfeit bills.”

“Do you know how ordinary people use counterfeit banknotes? Mixing one or two counterfeit banknotes into real banknotes can reduce the probability of detection, and it is best to use old counterfeit banknotes. Common people understand the truth, Wu Xin as Wouldn’t the insiders understand? And this is an antique shop. The people who open this kind of shop have an insight that is many times better than ordinary people. Wu Xin is so sure that the fake dollar in his hand can deceive the owner of the antique shop?”

“Li Wen said in his confession of the’painter’ that Wu Xin repeatedly emphasized how important it is for those who manufacture and sell counterfeit banknotes to comply with the rules, and also warned him not to be nosy, as long as he is in technology, he only needs to be calm and do his own job well. It will not cause trouble to the upper body. Details like this are probably not made up. Then the master who was teaching newcomers to abide by the rules a few days ago, why did he violate the rules a few days later? And from the antique shop owner’s narration, it’s okay. I know, Wu Xin didn’t hesitate when he paid for the antique clock. Did you say the whole thing was strange?”

Ruan Wen said: “It’s very strange to hear you say this.”

“There are more weird things behind.”

Lin Yue took the document bag for the rear seat, pulled out a document from it and handed it over.

“what is this?”

“Customs declaration.”

“Customs declaration?”

“Look at what’s written in the shipping address?”

“HK…Fuyuanxing?”

“Yes, Fuyuanxing, the antique shop used by Wu Xin, an old man of the’painter’ group, to cover people’s ears. Items bought with counterfeit money are sent out through regular channels, and the delivery address is still the own antique shop. How dumb a thief can do it. This level?”

“You mean…”

Lin Yue nodded: “I suspect Wu Xin did this on purpose.”

“Intentionally? Why would he betray his own companion?”

“I don’t know either.” Lin Yue said, “Remember how Wu Xin’s family of five were killed in MO?”

“remember.”

“I suspect that their death is not only the ‘painter’ maintaining the rules, but also the elements of revenge.”

Lin Yue turned the car key to start the engine.

“In the’painter’ dictionary, using counterfeit banknotes made by himself is tantamount to jeopardizing the life of his companions, but what did he do in the Golden Triangle? With a few people against a heavily armed army, how can the lives of his companions be safe? Land? After all, the so-called rules are nothing more than a manifestation of his personal will.”

After Lin Yue said this, he stepped on the clutch, shifted gears to speed up and left the roadside, turning around and driving back.

Ruan Wen looked at his profile and said, “Where shall we go next?”

Lin Yue looked ahead and said, “Where am I going?”