On the sports field of Yunzhou No. 15 Middle School, the annual school sports meet was being held.
The athletes' march resounded throughout the sports field, and the athletes worked hard to be the first …
"My phone was confiscated by my wife …" In the sports team's equipment room, a middle-aged man with unkempt hair said to Miao Ying and the others, "Because I've been going out to drink these days …"
"I don't think so!" Miao Ying said calmly. "You've spent a lot of money on some websites recently. Your wife must have found out, right?"
"This …" The man's forehead immediately broke out in cold sweat, and he said admiringly, "You guys … You're amazing! Are you here to arrest me because of this? Is this necessary? "
The man's name was Ma Xu, and he was Zhang Qile's first love. When Zhang Qile was an intern at No. 15 Middle School, he and Ma Xu had officially dated, and they had even met each other's parents.
But in the end, the relationship had ended. Zhang Qile didn't wait for the end of the internship period before leaving the school, and officially embarked on his career as a painter.
"Don't be nervous," Miao Ying calmed down and said, "We're here because we need your help on a case!"
Just as Miao Ying finished speaking, Ma Xu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Zhang Qile, is it her?" Ma Xu asked excitedly. "Is it because of her case?"
"You …" Miao Ying was slightly surprised. "You know about it?"
"Of course I know," Ma Xu said. "She was an intern at our school, and many teachers remember her! Moreover, she and I were once in a relationship, so … This matter is particularly sensational in our school … "
"Yes," Miao Ying nodded. "You're right, we're here for this case!"
"Oh, you've come to the right place to find me!" Ma Xu straightened his back and said excitedly, "These days, I've been hesitating about whether I should go to the police station to report to you!
Unfortunately, my phone was confiscated by my wife … And the school is having a sports meet … "
"Take a look." Miao Ying opened the photo of Zhang Qile on the phone and asked, "Is this Zhang Qile?"
"Yes, that's right, it's him!" Ma Xu nodded, then said mysteriously, "Officer, the Red Bathtub Case is a legend in Yunzhou. Pardon me for asking, but is Zhang Qile really … um … the same as the Red Bathtub Case?"
Miao Ying pondered for a moment and nodded lightly.
"Then this is a big deal!" Ma Qiang swallowed his saliva and said mysteriously again, "Do you guys know that this is a big deal? Zhang Qile once drew a painting that reflected the Red Bathtub Case. I didn't expect her to be the main character, oh no, the victim … This … This is too strange … "
"Oh?" Miao Ying's eyes widened. She immediately tapped on the picture on her phone and asked, "Is this the one?"
Ma Xun looked at it carefully and nodded his head vigorously. "Yes! It's … it's this one!
"This painting really makes people feel uncomfortable. You guys don't know this, but this is just a picture. If you saw the painting with your own eyes, it would be even more shocking!"
"You … saw it with your own eyes? Did Zhang Qile draw it himself?" Miao Ying asked.
"Hmm … I don't think so …" Ma Qiu recalled carefully and said, "When I saw it, it was already finished. At that time, the Internet was already popular. Zhang Qile and her classmates from the Academy of Fine Arts organized a commercial art exhibition. She brought a total of 11 works, and all of them were sold, including this one! "
"At that time, I didn't go with her, but I helped her pack the paintings. When I was packing them, I saw this one …" Ma Qiang said.
"I remember that I was joking with her at that time! I asked her why she drew such a painting. This was a murder case. Wasn't she afraid that it would be inauspicious? "
"But … But …"
Hearing the most important part, Miao Ying asked impatiently, "But what?"
"Zhang Qile said that I didn't understand art." Ma Qiang scratched her head and said, "She asked me if this painting was particularly eye-catching."
"I nodded, because … it was just as she said. Out of the 11 paintings, I only remembered this one!"
"Maybe I heard my grandmother talk about the Red Bathtub Case when I was young, or maybe I was attracted by her painting …" Ma Qiang said.
"I have to say, Zhang Qile's standards are really high. No wonder she can become a famous painter!"
"Then … What happened after that?" Miao Ying asked. "That painting, where did it enter the art exhibition, and who bought it?"
"It was at the art center, but I don't know exactly where it was!"
"At that time, I was too busy at work, and Zhang Qile didn't want me to go!" Ma Qiang recalled. "Now that I think about it, that commercial art exhibition was the turning point in Zhang Qile's life, right?"
"It was after that art exhibition that Zhang Qile's pursuit and way of thinking changed. Gradually, the two of us drifted further and further apart. Our levels were different, and we were destined to be strangers in the future …"
"Actually …" Ma Qiang said helplessly, "After the art exhibition, we broke up in less than two months!"
"She went to pursue her dreams, and I continued to be a physical education teacher …"
"You haven't answered my second question!" Miao Ying reminded her.
"Oh, I didn't go to the art exhibition, so of course, I don't know who the paintings were sold to, but …" Ma Qiang said hurriedly. "After the art exhibition, Zhang Qile was very excited. She told me that all eleven of her paintings were bought by one person, and the price was much higher than she had expected!"
"One person?" Miao Ying caught the main point. "Is it the same person?"
"Yes!" Ma Qiang nodded. "Zhang Qile said that the person who bought her paintings was a very rich kid, and he had a Xiangjiang accent!
She said that the person looked at her paintings for a long time, especially the painting of the red bathtub. So, in the end, he bought all the paintings, without bargaining! "
"Then … How much did he sell them for?" Cui Lizhu interrupted and asked.
"You don't know Zhang Qile," Ma Qiang said, shaking her head. "I asked her, and she said that she sold them for twenty thousand yuan. But … I peeked at her bank transfer message, and twenty thousand yuan was just a small change! Her paintings were sold for two hundred and twenty thousand yuan! "
Hearing this, Cui Lizhu and Miao Ying looked at each other. It seemed that Zhang Qile was indeed very scheming.
"From then on …" Ma Qiang said, "I had a feeling that we weren't on the same level anymore. So, when we broke up, I was quite calm. I said some good wishes to her, then we never met again!"
She then added, "Of course, from then on, Zhang Qile became more confident in herself. She found that her paintings were appreciated, so her goal became even more determined."
"But …" Ma Qiu paused and said sadly, "I didn't expect that she would suffer such a tragedy, and in such a way …"
"Officer... Do you think... The person who killed her is the person who bought her painting back then!?"
Ma Qiang's words were exactly what everyone else was thinking.
Now, it seemed that this mysterious buyer was indeed very suspicious.
After leaving the 15th High School, Miao Ying immediately told Cui Lizhu, "Be sure to find out the identity of the buyer as soon as possible!"
"Tell Zeng Ke that you can look through Zhang Qile's contacts and bank transfer records to find out who Zhang Qile likes. After so many years, she might have been in contact with the mysterious buyer …"
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