My wife is a bit of a sucker

Li Chen squatted for a long time, but he couldn't wait for his target. In the end, he had to doubt whether his guess was correct.

If even Wen Wen and Helen couldn't find the murderer behind the scenes, there was only one possibility.

I was indeed guessing wrong, there was never a murderer behind the scenes who stole Hua Hua, and since the painting is not in the hands of anyone, naturally no one will be attracted to it.

If the painting wasn't stolen, where did it go?

Blown by the night wind, Li Chen's brain seemed to be stimulated by something, and went blank for a while.

Today Helen seems to have said that there seems to be something wrong with Zhenhua's eyes, no matter how they are repaired after being damaged, there will always be traces.

Li Chen seemed to have some impression of this trace.

And it's not unfamiliar.

On the white deer in the museum that he has always considered as a "fake painting", he also saw a trace of repair in the painting at that time, which was on the belly of the white deer portrait, not on the eyes.

The wound seemed to be pierced by something, which miraculously matched the wound Helen said.

It wasn't that Li Chen was careless, there might be something really wrong with that painting.

Li Chen has always been a person who wants to do it, now that there is a problem with the painting, he naturally wants to take it down and take a closer look.

Thinking about it, Li Chen grabbed the portrait behind him and took it off the wall.

"Mr. Li? What is this?" His subordinates were very puzzled when they saw Li Chen's actions.

"I took the painting away, I still have important things to do." Li Chen pulled one side of the canvas to cover Zhang Daqian's painting, then lifted it up, looked outside and walked.

"Mr. Li, what about the trap here?" Some subordinates became anxious when they saw Li Chen walking away with the painting.

It was agreed to use paintings to trap, but now that the paintings are gone, can they still make traps like that?

"Find a picture and hang it up. You really can't do it yourself." Li Chen left without looking back, leaving behind a group of his subordinates who were dumbfounded.

What does it mean to draw a picture and hang it up?Could it be that they have to imitate the paintings themselves?

The subordinates looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of guilt in each other's eyes.

This one really doesn’t know how to draw, and if you hang a blank one up, it shouldn’t be seen, right?

Maybe?

Little did he know that after he left, his subordinates made trouble again, Li Chen brought the painting and came to the museum.

Thanks to the thief last time, there are more people patrolling now, Li Chen can't sneak in, so he can only call Gu Mingxu.

Ten minutes later, Gu Mingxu stood in front of Li Chen in his pajamas, staring at the two dark circles under his eyes, like a zombie just unearthed.

"Something happened again?" Gu Mingxu looked at the painting-like thing in Li Chen's hand, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

"Could you have stolen the painting?"

"What are you thinking!" Li Chen rolled his eyes at Gu Mingxu, "If I stole the painting, I'm still standing at the entrance of the museum, calling the police and arresting me?"

Gu Mingxu received Li Chen's white eyes, touched his nose, and got out of the car.

"I almost put my work card back yesterday. You came just in time." Gu Mingxu followed behind Li Chen with a sigh. Fortunately, he is still a bachelor now, otherwise he would not have the energy to spend so long with Li Chen.

Li Chen found the location of "White Deer" with ease, and opened the painting in his hand.

"Huo!" Gu Mingxu couldn't help sighing after seeing the painting in Li Chen's hand.

"Where did you get this thing? Is this an imitation?"

He broke into the museum in the middle of the night and brought a perfect imitation pair with him, which made the people's policeman Gu Mingxu somewhat confused about Li Chen's tricks.

"If you want to steal the painting, you can't do it in front of me, right?" Gu Mingxu watched Li Chen put the two paintings together, with a somewhat indescribable expression.

"Is there any way to make the painting look different? I mean turn it around?" Li Chen asked Gu Mingxu casually.

"Wouldn't it be enough to just turn around?" Gu Mingxu rolled his eyes, not understanding the meaning of Li Chen calling him out at night.

"If it were you, how would you hide your paintings?"

"Where can I draw?" Gu Mingxu felt that his brain was so trapped that he stopped functioning, "If I didn't want people to see the drawings on my homework when I was young, I would just paint them over."

erased?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Li Chen's head, and he finally understood the "mystery" of this painting.

After turning the painting over, Zhang Daqian's imitation is indeed a few centimeters shorter than the one in the museum, and the difference is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"Is there a way to see what is placed under the painting?" Li Chen raised the museum pair to the light, but it didn't help at all.

"Maybe we can use X-rays?" Gu Mingxu gasped and suggested sleepily.

"Just do as you say!" Li Chen put the painting in Gu Mingxu's hands, and then hung Zhang Daqian's imitation on it.

"Hey, hey, let me tell you, you stole the painting under my nose? You still dragged me to be your accomplice?" Gu Mingxu felt that he must be so unconscious because he didn't have a water tank.

"I didn't steal the painting. The owner of the painting gave me this right." Since Wen Wen agreed to cooperate, she agreed to his troubles.

Even Gu Mingxu has nothing to say about it.

After being tossed by Li Chen all night, Gu Mingxu sent Li Chen the final result with two dark circles under his eyes.

Sure enough, under this painting, there is another painting.

The same "White Deer", exactly the same painting, but the direction is reversed, and the location of the trauma is just above the eyes of the white deer below.

The real white deer has always been under Li Chen's nose, but Li Chen never noticed it.

Li Chen remembered that he once stuffed a painting worth [-] million under the dusty bed, and his brain ached a little.

He also slept with a hundred million dollars on his pillow for several nights, no wonder he was always uncomfortable sleeping during that time, so it was because of this?

Although the painting was found, Li Chen always had the illusion of being teased.

Wen Yunzhong should have only painted the white deer at the bottom, so who changed the white deer and went to great lengths to make it into a fake painting?

Why has the white deer been stored with Wen Wen for so long, but has not been released by Wen Wen?

Or Wen Wen has already seen it, and is actually still planning?

After finding the painting, Li Chen didn't relax, and various problems came one after another, making Li Chen's brain hurt even more.

Therefore, Li Chen still decided to bring the painting to Helen now, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

When Helen saw Li Chen coming back with the painting, she was also a little surprised. After Li Chen explained the cause and effect, she fell into deep thought while looking at the painting.

"I still have some doubts about Wen Wen. The painting has been in her place for so long. Could it be her hands and feet?"

"It can't be her." Helen told Li Chen categorically, "Anyone can tamper with the painting, but Wen Wen can't. She won't touch this painting at all."

Then he lowered his head and stroked the painting, as if talking to himself, "No matter when."

"What are you going to do with this painting next?" Li Chen didn't quite understand the unspeakable trust between their sisters, so he stopped asking.

"I will bring the painting to find the old man." Helen covered the painting with canvas, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Are you going to have a showdown with the old man?" Li Chen was a little excited. These annoying things are finally over?

"It's not that simple. There are still a lot of guys stationed at the headquarters, waiting for the fisherman to make a profit." Helen seemed to have seen what Li Chen was thinking, and gave Li Chen a bad news.

"Tsk tsk." Li Chen still sighed a little when he thought about the old man's bastard team.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"No, the fewer people there this time, the better, not to mention that after you leave, SIPG may really be in chaos." Helen found out her mobile phone, then edited something and sent it out.

"I will set off tonight, and I will leave the rest to you." Helen carefully checked the tarpaulin of the painting, for fear of making any mistakes.

"Success, I'll help you back up." Li Chen sat on the sofa with his feet up, and heaved a sigh of relief.He has also been busy all night without stopping, and he is a little tired now, after all, he is not a god-man.

"Li Chen."

"what happened?"

"Thank you."