Chapter 951: Chapter 951: There’s Sothing Wrong with This Painting
It was a landscape painting, exquisitely crafted, judging from the paper’s color and the inscription, it should be an antique.
Jiangli squinted slightly, leaned closer, and reached out to touch the painting.
“Is there sothing wrong with this painting?” Weng Jingyun asked suspiciously.
Xia Xin and Master Wu also ca over to take a look.
Neither of them could see anything unusual.
The Yin-Seeking Compass in Master Wu’s hand was also unresponsive. He mumbled, “From the looks of it, there shouldn’t be a problem. It’s just an ordinary painting, at most a bit old, making it more valuable?”
Jiangli didn’t speak, but held the fra and lifted it up.
Under the fra, it was clean and tidy.
The wall showed no abnormalities.
The other three looked puzzled, not knowing what Jiangli was examining.
Just as they were about to ask, Jiangli suddenly asked, “Where are Zhou Ming and Zhao Xiuyu?”
Weng Jingyun was suspicious but still cooperated and answered, “They should be in the downstairs hall.”
Jiangli said, “Have them co up here. I have sothing to ask them.”
Weng Jingyun glanced at the painting on the wall and asked, “Abbot, did you notice sothing related to this painting?”
Jiangli put down the fra, “Call them up first.”
Hearing this, Weng Jingyun had no choice but to agree, and personally went downstairs to call Zhou Ming and Zhao Xiuyu up.
“Abbot, Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou are here.” Weng Jingyun said, bringing them up.
Zhou Ming supported Zhao Xiuyu, who was stumbling, her emotions seemingly still unstable.
Jiangli pointed to the painting and directly asked, “This painting, it should have been hung here not long ago, right?”
Zhao Xiuyu looked at the painting, surprised, “Why is this painting here?”
Weng Jingyun frowned, “What do you an by that? Was this painting originally not supposed to be here?”
Zhao Xiuyu wiped away her tears, her voice hoarse, “Three days ago, it was my birthday. This painting was the birthday gift I received. I don’t like these ancient paintings, and was planning to give it away, but our Zhou Shutong loves collecting these antique items, and he imdiately liked this painting and took it.”
Zhao Xiuyu herself didn’t love such paintings, and Zhou Shutong was her child. If he asked for a painting, she naturally wouldn’t refuse.
So Zhou Shutong took the painting away.
“In other words, this painting should originally be in Zhou Shutong’s room, right?”
Jiangli asked.
Zhao Xiuyu nodded, “Yes, I don’t know who brought the painting here.”
Jiangli squinted, “Did you discover the body this morning?”
Zhao Xiuyu nodded again.
Jiangli further asked, “At that ti, did you see this painting in the room?”
Zhao Xiuyu paused, furrowing her brow as if trying to recall, “I…I don’t rember…As soon as I went in, I saw blood everywhere, and…and our Zhou Shutong…I scread out loudly, and later it alard my husband, and we reported it to the police together…”
Jiangli, upon hearing this, turned to Zhou Ming, “What about you? When you entered the room, did you see this painting?”
Zhou Ming shook his head, “I…I really don’t rember…”
The scene was so horrifying at the ti, how could they have had the mind to see if there was a painting in the room?
Jiangli fell silent.
Xia Xin scratched his head, “Ancestor, is there really sothing wrong with this painting?”
Jiangli, hearing this, nudged his chin, “Co and check it yourself.”
Xia Xin was surprised, about to refuse, but under Jiangli’s gaze, he didn’t have the courage to decline. He could only reluctantly walk over and leaned beside the painting to take a look.
But he still couldn’t see anything.
Xia Xin was about to speak.
Suddenly, soone pressed his head down, slamming his head against the painting.
Xia Xin imdiately struggled.
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