"It's okay, it's okay …" Zhao Yu kicked the broken spoon aside and said to everyone, "Come on, the hot pot is here. Everyone must be hungry, right?"
While they were talking, the waiter brought the hot pot of mutton over.
"Miaomiao, come over here. Don't rub against it …" Zhao Yu stood between Miao Ying and the stove. "Otherwise, I'll have to buy you new clothes!"
The hot pot was placed on the table, and the waiter left.
"Zhao Yu, there seems to be a problem …" Miao Ying narrowed her eyes and stared at Zhao Yu. "Didn't you hear what I just asked you? Captain Xiao asked you about the album. What is it? "
"Huh? The album? "Zhao Yu paused for a moment, then pretended to understand." Oh … It's that album! It's nothing, it's just a piece of evidence. I used it to analyze the case. I'll return it to him later! "
"Evidence? What evidence? "Miao Ying was ready to get to the bottom of it.
"Come on, we're all hungry. Put the meat in! Hahaha … "Zhao Yu ignored her and picked up his chopsticks to put the meat in the pot.
"Hey! Okay … "Ran Tao had already opened the bottle of red wine and was pouring wine for everyone. He said," I'm really hungry. Why did the weather suddenly become so cold? "
"Zhao Yu …" Miao Ying pressed Zhao Yu's chopsticks and asked seriously, "You can't do this. How could you take the evidence without permission?
"You've been a police officer for a long time. I don't understand. What are you thinking? Is the evidence important? "
"No …" Zhao Yu explained. "I just thought of something from the evidence and got inspired. So, I took it back to analyze it. I'll return it tomorrow!
"Come!" Zhao Yu raised his glass of red wine. "It's rare for everyone to get together today. I'll drink first!"
As he spoke, he tilted his head back and downed the large glass of red wine, leaving not a single drop behind.
Everyone knew Zhao Yu's temper, so they immediately raised their glasses to celebrate and started eating.
"No," Miss Miao said. She immediately pulled Zhao Yu's collar and said, "You were inspired by the evidence … But, the Bone Case has been solved, and Abicula's information has been found. What inspiration did you get?"
"Cough cough …" Hearing this, Zhao Yu almost spat out the wine in his mouth. He coughed a few times, then smiled and explained, "It's not this case, it's another case!"
"Oh?" Miao Ying was puzzled. "What case? Did you receive another mission when you were in Harland? "
"No!" Zhao Yu knew that if he continued to hide it, he would die a horrible death, so he told Miao Ying half of the truth. "This is what happened.
"Xiao Hang and I went to Abicula's house to look for clues. By accident, we found a picture album that Abicula had collected!
"The albums are all oil paintings by famous artists. Logically speaking, there's nothing special about them! But … "Zhao Yu changed the subject and said," I, the great detective Zhao, realized something important from this ordinary oil painting, which suddenly reminded me of the French Oil Painting Murder Case! "
"Ah? The Oil Painting Murder Case? "Miao Ying was surprised.
"What oil painting murder case?" Ran Tao asked. "I don't understand. What does it have to do with France? How did they manage to make it international? "
"You …" Miao Ying let go of Zhao Yu's collar and asked, "What did you figure out?"
"I … I realized … Mm … Cough …" Zhao Yu cleared his throat, then stuttered, "I … Look at that oil painting … Of course, I'm not an expert, but I think that the oil painting is … Very good!
"It's really realistic! It's really a famous painting. It's so pleasing to the eye! "Zhao Yu said sincerely." But! While looking at it, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. I said, 'Eh?' I said, 'Hey, why do these oil paintings suddenly remind me of the French Oil Painting Murder Case?' "
"Oh, it's actually this case. I seem to have seen it on Facebook and Twitter!" Zeng Ke found the information about the Oil Painting Murder Case on his mobile phone and immediately showed it to his team members. Only then did they understand the ins and outs of the case.
However, they didn't know what this case had to do with Zhao Yu.
"Why …" Miao Ying was particularly interested in the case, so she immediately guessed excitedly, "Is there any clue related to the Oil Painting Murder Case in the album? Tell me, what did you find? No wonder the Secret Service allowed you to bring the album back! "
"No, there is no clue!" Zhao Yu said, grinning. "But, I thought of a problem that might help solve the case!"
"Oh? Tell me! "Miao Ying urged.
"I've read the file. The French police have made many speculations about this case. Among them, "Zhao Yu said." The one that they most agreed on was that the culprit was likely to be one or a few unsuccessful painters or artists!
They are dissatisfied with reality and feel that they can't realize their own value, so they committed the Oil Painting Murder Case to vent their emotions! "
Zhao Yu spread his hands and said, "In addition, there are all kinds of speculations, such as the student theory and the pervert theory. But, I've looked through the file, but I haven't found the one I've guessed!
I'm thinking, could it be that the key to the Oil Painting Murder Case is in my speculation? "
"What speculation?" Miao Ying urged. "Don't keep us guessing, okay?"
Zhao Yu said, "I've seen the album in Abicula's collection. It's all painted by masters and famous artists, and the paintings are really good! So, I suddenly thought, "Zhao Yu said." Could it be that the murderer of the Oil Painting Murder Case is also a famous painter or artist who has achieved success and is highly respected? "
"This … Famous painter?" Miao Ying's eyes widened. She felt that this was a little unreliable. "Is it …"
"Yes, because he is a famous painter," Zhao Yu said. "That's why the police didn't suspect him! He has already achieved success and fame, so why would he want to kill someone? "
"Yeah," Ran Tao said, waving his hand. "That's also our question."
"The answer is very simple," Zhao Yu said. "I've seen it many times in movies," Zhao Yu said. "A famous artist has reached the peak of his art. Then, he becomes obsessed and wants to use more alternative means to satisfy himself!
That's why he committed such a crime! "
"Wow, that's such an inference …" Cui Lizhu pouted and shook her head.
"I'm not talking nonsense." Zhao Yu turned on his mobile phone and found the relevant information. He then said, "Look at this yourself. The murderer's fee for each murder is not something that ordinary people can afford! Whether it's the background, the makeup for the dead, or even the canvas used, it's all very expensive!
If the murderer was a depressed painter, would he be able to afford it?
"Look at these crime scenes," Zhao Yu said, pointing to the photos. "The makeup, the props, the background, no matter how you look at it, it's all impeccable. It's completely the work of a master!"
"Oh …" Miao Ying analyzed it carefully and hurriedly said to Zhao Yu, "Then … Have you contacted the French authorities?"
"Ah … Hero … Please accompany me to pursue my dream …"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhao Yu's phone suddenly rang.
"Yo, it's the Secret Service!" Zhao Yu recognized the number, so he quickly got up and went to the corner to answer the phone.
After answering the phone, he returned to the dining table and said to everyone, "Okay, the Bone Case is closed. You can rest, but I can't!"
"What …" Miao Ying asked, "Is there a task for the Secret Service?"
"Yes!" Zhao Yu nodded. "There's work! Today, I, the great detective Zhao, will make my debut in the Secret Service!
"Hey!" He pointed to the crowd. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and give me a toast. Wish me a good opening. Oh no, wish me success!"
"Yes, yes …" Ran Tao quickly stood up and shouted, "Come on, let's wish the boss success!"
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