There was a seal next to the small characters. Song An identified it and found that it should be the six characters of"买臣门下跑狗" (running dog under the wing of a minister) in the script.

"Hahahaha, it seems that I will meet a soulmate who likes calligraphy and painting today."

A hearty laugh came from the door.

Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a white coat, gold-rimmed glasses, and neatly combed hair standing at the door.

"Dean, I didn't let them in, but they insisted on coming in and said they must see your calligraphy and paintings."

Director Tian ran over and said with a guilty look on his face.

"What's the big deal? Paintings are meant to be appreciated. This policeman appreciates my calligraphy and painting, which is a favor to me, Liao."

Dean Liao walked towards Song An with a smile,"Little brother, what do you think of this painting?"

"this painting.......The painting shows Zhu Maichen, a minister during the time of Emperor Wu of Han. When he was young, he was conceited about his talent, but no one appreciated him. His wife despised her husband for being poor and broke off the engagement with him.

Later, Zhu Maichen was highly regarded by Emperor Wu of Han and became an important official in the court. His wife had obviously remarried, but she despised the poor and loved the rich and went to Chang'an to find her ex-husband. When Zhu Maichen saw his ex-wife, he poured a basin of water on the ground, meaning that it was too late to reverse what had happened. His wife was so ashamed that she hanged herself."

After Song An finished speaking, Dean Liao couldn't help but clapped his hands a few times,"It's rare, it's rare, brother, you are not very old, but you know the story of Zhu Maichen in the"Book of Han", it's amazing."

Song An was ashamed of being praised. He knew this allusion from a detective TV drama in his previous life. At that time, the minister saw the flaw in the calligraphy and painting and found the secret passage mechanism.

"Secret passage?"

Song An's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but walk forward and touch the calligraphy and painting.

It didn't matter. Song An found that there was no wall behind the calligraphy and painting. He bent down and rolled up the calligraphy and painting little by little, and a small door appeared in front of everyone!

Ji Jie and Da Zeng were startled, and they quickly pulled out their pistols.

"Director Liao, he one one one one" Director Tian shouted

"Haha, don't be nervous, there is actually a medical room behind the secret door. Come on, come in and take a look."

President Liao took out the key, opened the small door, and led everyone into the compartment.

After Song An and others bent down and went in, they found that the compartment was indeed filled with various medicines, medical books, medical equipment, human teaching models, etc. It was like a small medical school classroom.

"Dean Liao, since it's just a medical room, why did you hide the door behind the calligraphy and painting?" Ji Jie asked

"I think it's probably because of them."

Song An picked up a container, in which was soaked an organ that looked like a heart in formalin.

Dean Liao smiled and said,"Yes, because my medical room is full of medical organs, and several elderly people have accidentally seen them and even been frightened. I have no choice but to hide this door to avoid causing unnecessary panic. You also know that the elderly have a bad heart and can't afford to be frightened."

Wang Guijin picked up a book on the bookshelf, flipped through two pages, and asked,"Dean Liao, why do you want to set up such a medical room? Looking at the furnishings inside, it doesn't look like a place to treat people." Dean

Liao's smile froze, he sighed, and said,"Because I have a serious liver disease, I have been self-studying medical books and researching ways to cure liver disease." It seemed very reasonable, Lao Wang nodded and put the book back in place.

"Come on, follow me to the dean's office. This house is too simple and cannot accommodate guests." Dean Liao said with a smile.

Ji Jie and his group followed Dean Liao out of the warehouse.

Suddenly, an old lady with disheveled hair jumped out from somewhere, grabbed Dean Liao's clothes, and shouted,"Dean, I said nothing and did nothing yesterday. Please don't kill me."

Dean Liao was shocked and quickly pulled the old lady up."Don't let your imagination run wild. These are your relatives. No one wants to harm you. Go back and have a rest."

"I said nothing, I did nothing, don't kill me, don't kill me........"

The old lady kept muttering, leaning against the wall with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and went back.

Bai Ling quietly pulled Song An's sleeve and whispered,"Brother, this nursing home is a bit creepy. It always feels gloomy."

"Don't be afraid, hide behind me, no ghost dares to hurt you."Song An smiled

"Please come in, everyone."

President Liao opened the door of his office and took the initiative to invite Ji Jie and his party to visit.

"This is the Da Hong Pao they sent last month. They said it means one gun and one flag. Anyway, I don’t understand it. The tea is not good. Officers, please just drink it."

Dean Liao personally brewed a pot of black tea and distributed it to Ji Jie and others.

After Ji Jie took the tea, she asked casually,"Dean Liao, where were you last night?"

"Oh, I was at home last night because I have liver disease and a bad stomach, so I need to rest and usually go to bed at nine o'clock in the evening."

Da Zeng glanced at him and said,"Can someone give you a certificate?"

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