Chapter 280 The Last Suspicious Cloud (Part 2)

“Luo Wen actually said that everything is for my good. The reason why Ruan Van’s name is known to the world is because of the funds and channels provided by his father and his hard-working publicity. Without their help, my career would be like During the period from 1985 to 1994, there would be no improvement. Li Wen said a few words for me, but Luo Wen ridiculed him, saying that without him, Li Wen would still be a low-level crawler who made a living by cheating. How could it be as inexhaustible as today. Li Wen was driven by anger and tied him up, and then began to question his father.”

“Your reasoning is not wrong. What happened in the Netherlands was nothing more than his plan to get out of the shell. The’General’ completely deceived the Russians and the Dutch police, and Wu Xin knew the plan of the’General’ early on, but he didn’t say anything. If it hadn’t been for the good workmanship of the electronic version, it still had a bit of value, it would have been dealt with by Bo Tsai long ago. After that, Luo Wen saw Li Wen’s talent and attracted him to join the organization, and then fixed the electronic version, raw materials and equipment, and produced it. Wu Xin is useless if he can use fake banknotes.”

“Later, Wu Xin accidentally heard Luo Wen call his father, so he bought an antique clock with counterfeit money, which attracted Canadian policeman Li Yongzhe.”

“Faced with Li Wen’s threat, Luo Wen finally told about his father’s seclusion in Chiang Rai, Thailand. Then I discussed with him and decided to take the opportunity to stop and stop making and selling counterfeit money. But it must be resolved before then. After Li Yongzhe was dropped, Li Wen said he wanted to kill the Chinese girl, Bo Tsai and others together, so that we could be safe. I did not agree and wanted to give them a chance.”

“After they had shipped their things, everyone gathered in the guest room and contacted Li Yongzhe to come over to trade. After Bozai murdered, I opened the door leading to the bedroom and asked them to dispose of Luo Wen at the same time, because I want to know that they are standing with his father. Over there, still stand on my side.”

“When the Chinese girl hesitated, Li Wenguo cut off the gun and killed them, and left with Li Yongzhe’s 3 million dollars, and I deceived the police as Ruan Van.”

Hearing this, Lin Yue nodded slightly.

Just like his guess, when Wu Xiuqing came to bail Li Wenshi, he was able to clarify the relationship between He Weilan and Li Yongzhe. It turned out that Miss Ruan who survived the Tsim Sha Tsui hotel shooting was the “painter” himself, because He Weilan sent her to her. When I went to the hospital, I talked about myself and Li Yongzhe.

“No wonder the’painter’ in Li Wen’s confession said that the men who can make great things are all because of women. In the final analysis, he changed from a cowardly and inferiority fake painter to a murderous and unblinking character, all to protect you and satisfy you. you.”

Wu Xiuqing glanced at Lin Yue: “Didn’t you also do a lot for her?”

Lin Yue smiled, without explaining: “What’s next?”

“I found the place where my father lived with Li Wen, but after we met, I realized that everything was meaningless. In addition to questioning and cursing, can we kill him? Seeing that things have come to this point, he promised to help us settle the rest. It’s like doing it before.”

“The first step is to kill Wu Xin and his family. The second step is to have Baisha send two surrogates. The third step is to send Li Wen to jail, and then notify HK to issue an extradition request as soon as possible. You all know. When the yacht for the dead ghost exploded, the yacht that Li Wen and I had arrived in the Philippines.”

Lin Yue got up and walked to the window, watching the flow of people coming and going downstairs.

“Many times, reality is more exciting than movie stories.”

Wu Xiuqing said: “Now you are satisfied.”

“Satisfied.”

“Then let’s start.”

“good.”

The next morning.

In a single room not far from Wu Xiuqing’s ward, Lin Yue pushed the door and walked in, nodding to the guarding officer on his left.

The police officer told him that he would use the walkie-talkie on the chair to contact him, then turned and left.



“Mr. Wu is still satisfied with the environment here?”

There was a person sitting on the hospital bed, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a national character face, and a powerful man’s unique power, especially the scum around the chin, not only did not appear sloppy, but added a touch of wildness.

“It’s good to be accompanied 24 hours a day, and you can read books, newspapers and listen to the radio.”

“That’s good. Come here today. I want to ask Mr. Wu to cooperate.”

Lin Yue pulled a chair and sat down: “If the attitude of pleading guilty is good, the police promised to help you get a commutation of your sentence.”

Wu Yuansheng glanced at him: “If it is the questions asked by the HK police, I have repeated it several times, and I don’t want to waste any more words.”

Lin Yue smiled: “Don’t be too busy to refuse, please listen to the contents of the tape before that.”

He put the tape recorder on the bedside table and pressed the play button.

rustle……

About ten seconds later, a female voice came from the speaker.

“In 1985, I left HK and went to Vancouver to find a new life…”

After a period of time, the tape content is played.

Wu Yuansheng looked at Lin Yue blankly: “I’m curious, how do you convince her.”

“As long as you agree to cooperate, I will tell you, how about it?”

Wu Yuansheng was silent and stared at him for a long time.

Lin Yue did not evade, looking at him against his gaze.

The two faced each other for almost a minute, and Wu Yuansheng smiled: “Well, I will do what you want me to do.”

Lin Yue said, “Before that, I have a question.”

“Say.”



“You did so much to make Wu Xiuqing a ‘painter’?”

Wu Yuansheng said: “Do you know how I became a’painter’?”

Lin Yue shook his head.

“When I was 22 years old, my father recalled me from overseas, pointing to the mother in the hospital bed and saying that there was no money at home. The savings over the years were used for my study abroad and travel sketches. To treat my mother’s illness He sold his family’s house and now lives in a relative’s house, living a life under the fence. In the next two months, because he didn’t have enough money to pay for medical expenses, his mother left, but the paintings I thought were good, I threw No one picked it up on the street. At that moment, I finally realized how big the gap between ideal and reality is.”

“Because of the loan shark, my father was driven by debt collectors to the sky and nowhere. At that time, I vowed to become rich, no matter what method is used, because the poor are not qualified to talk about ideals, and there is only reality in the life of the poor. A few months later, my father took me into a printing workshop, and I saw bundles of dollars piled up in the corner. I knew it was a crime, but what about it? I asked everybody on the street and asked for it. They helped me, saved my mother, who had pityed me when they bought one or two paintings? Why am I responsible to society now?”

“Oh, Sodomali unrighteous.”

“One day two years later, my father called me in front of me, pointed to the full dollar bills in the safe, and said that it was all money made from counterfeit bills. In fact, my mother was locked here when she was seriously ill. My anger is only It lasted for a long time, and then I was relieved, what is a “painter”? Why did my father call himself a “painter”? He painted my life, and I was his only work.”

“The Vatican’s “Last Judgment” and the Italian “Last Supper”, in addition to shocking people, what have they changed? The only thing that changes people’s hearts is reality.”

Lin Yue said, “So, this is the true meaning of’painter’?”

Those who grew up in an affluent environment, received a good education from a young age, and have their own pursuits and ideals. Who wants to be a thief from his father’s inheritance? So Wu Xiuqing ran away and ran to Vancouver, wanting to say goodbye to her background.

However, a few years later, his father was betrayed to death by his subordinates. In order not to be targeted by the “general”, she couldn’t even collect his body from him.

What if the money is not coming from the right path? Isn’t Wu Yuansheng making money to give her a good life? Others can call him a criminal, but she is not qualified. Looking back on the past, looking at the present, she couldn’t even avenge her father, and she was only maintaining her life.

Later, Luo Wen used Wu Yuansheng’s money and channels to promote “Ruan Wen” to the altar. As she grew from a girl to maturity, she also realized the ridiculousness of the so-called pure ideal, and then slid into the abyss step by step, and finally became a “painter”. “the road.

The protagonist under the brush of the first generation of “painters” is Wu Yuansheng, the protagonist under Wu Yuansheng’s brush is Wu Xiuqing, and the protagonist under Wu Xiuqing’s brush is Li Wen.

Lin Yue shook his head, not knowing what to say, and finally sighed: “The story is over, then let’s start.”

Wu Yuansheng nodded: “Okay.”

PS: Two chapters have been published in a row. There is no more in the evening. There is a final chapter in Wushuang Volume~ The basic logic and details are all connected here. Listen to your advice to eat a full meal, and I won’t write about this in the future~ I’m thankless.

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