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Chapter 43 Liao’s daughter
Wenrou always felt that this girl's aura was not good.

She opened her spiritual eyes, and sure enough, the Yang Fire energy in the girl was very weak, and a thick gray Yin energy surrounded her.

Such a strong aura of gloom and weakness in a living person not only brings bad luck, but may even put one's life in danger.

Douzi said: "Rourou, this girl's breath is not good. At this age, her yang energy should not be so weak, unless she is terminally ill or her life is approaching."

Wenrou agrees, but if someone has other people's problems and they don't ask for help, it's not easy to stop them and say, "Girl, you are in bad luck and are about to die."

When she makes a spiritual painting of her own practice, she has to go to all the trouble to come over and settle the cause and effect behind the painting. If she meddles in other people's affairs casually, the cause and effect will be entangled.

The world has its own rules.

After those people passed by, Director Zhang finally straightened his body and said a little proudly: "The eldest lady of the Liao family was accompanied by our principal just now."

Yao Hongru hurriedly nodded in approval and said: "I only heard about this extraordinary daughter before, but when I saw her today, she is truly extraordinary! Only a big family like the Liao family can cultivate such a beautiful person!"

Wenrou couldn't help but laugh and said: "Boss Yao's cultural level is not low, he praises others very elegantly!"

Yao Hongru said hurriedly and modestly: "That's a compliment. I don't have any culture. I have to hang out in the magic city circle, so I found someone to train me in some praising words."

Wenrou asked: "Is this Liao family very powerful?"

Yao Hongru said: "That's not very powerful, but quite powerful. Their ancestors have been doing business in Nanyang. To this day, their family's industry is still spread all over Southeast Asia."

Director Zhang introduced: "In the past few years, our school was heavily in debt and was about to die. It was Miss Liao who came back from studying abroad, and her family helped her practice projects. She injected capital into our school. The school's current upgrade and development plan, It's all done by this little girl! It's amazing. At that time, we all said that the country now attaches so much importance to education investment, private schools are no longer viable, and the eldest lady has the insight to bring our school back to life and create glory!"

Wenrou nodded and listened casually to their praise of Miss Liao. It had nothing to do with her own affairs anyway. This young lady invested in this school five years ago, and the matter she wanted to resolve happened ten years ago.

Passing through a small forest, a white teaching building appeared in front of me. The white walls on the upper floor were peeling off and mottled in some places, but there were many gourd vines climbing on the walls, which gave it a distinct smell of time.

Chu Chu, who was floating next to her, said: "Sister Rourou, I think this building is a bit scary."

Chu Chu's early warning accuracy is quite high.

Wen Judao: "I'm afraid you'll play outside."

Chuchu couldn't wait to hear it: "Okay!"

After saying that, Chu Chu disappeared in a flash. At this moment, the university was about to start, and many students were coming and going, preparing for their lives in the new semester.

Several people stepped onto the steps of the old teaching building, and Wenrou asked: "Is your teaching building no longer in use?"

Director Zhang said: "It's useful. There are two departments in our teaching building."

Wen Judao: "Is the painting department here?"

Director Zhang said: "Yes, the Department of Traditional Chinese Painting and Calligraphy and the Department of Painting Art are in this building. How did you know?"

Wen Ju said: "I guessed it."

In the pool next to the teaching building, there are various colors that cannot be washed away. They must be left by students who have been washing their pens here for many years.

Walking into the teaching building, the hall was dark with no lights on. There were many paintings by students and teachers hanging on the walls of the hall.The tones of some oil paintings are darker. It feels like watching a Western art exhibition in a museum in the middle of the night. Mona Lisa smiles mysteriously at you, Judas stretches out a dagger to your back...

Douzi said: "Rourou, the darkness here feels like human intervention."

Wen Judao: "I feel the same way, just like the heavy rain we encountered when we first arrived in the Magic City."

Douzi said: "We think so too, Rourou, intelligent races are really complicated."

Wenrou said to Director Zhang: "There has been an accident somewhere, just take us there."

Director Zhang agreed, went to an office on the first floor to get the key, led a few people to climb to the roof of the seventh floor, used the key to open the door and entered the rooftop.

When they arrived at the rooftop, Director Zhang said: "A student once jumped from here and committed suicide. Later, this door was locked."

Wenrou asked: "Liu Hang from ten years ago?"

"That's right," Director Zhang pushed up his glasses and looked at Yao Hongru, "That's Liu Hang. Among the paintings your hotel bought ten years ago, there are paintings by him."

People are dead, and you still sell his paintings to me.Yao Hongru was unhappy, but he concealed it well: "Among the paintings sold to me, how many were painted by Liu Hang?"

Director Zhang said: "After you called yesterday, I carefully checked the records of that year. Two of the paintings sold to your hotel were by Liu Hang, one was the one from the Innovation Industrial Park Home Inn, and the other was It’s from the second batch you bought, I don’t know where you used it.”

Yao Hongru felt even more unhappy and immediately called his subordinates to check where to hang the painting he bought from the Magic City Art Institute for the second time.
The people below quickly found the call back: it was hanging in the corridor of a KTV.

Yao Hongru couldn't help but scolded: "It's a KTV. What kind of oil paintings are there? I took them all off... No, I'll go over and have a look later."

Wenrou walked around the rooftop and found nothing.

Looking at the building to the west, Wen Ju said: "Did Liu Hang jump from here?"

Director Zhang was a little surprised: "Yes, how did you know?"

Wen Judao: "Obviously, the supporting wall here is short."

The supporting wall here is less than one meter high. If you stand behind it, the person next to you can push it and fall down. The low walls in other places are higher. If you want to jump down, you have to climb up first.

As for the yin energy, Wen Rou and Douzi agreed that it was not as strong here as in the building.

Wenrou asked: "Director Zhang, do you know why Liu Hang committed suicide?"

If purely based on painting talent, Wenrou feels that Liu Hang's paintings are very good, at least better than the paintings of the teacher in the executive room where he lives now whose works can be sold for millions. .

Director Zhang said: "He is a disabled person and cannot live without a wheelchair and crutches. He may have low self-esteem and depression."

"That is to say, we didn't find out why he jumped off the building at that time, right?"

"The man is dead and he didn't leave a will. How do you know why he jumped off the building?"

There was a trace of impatience in Director Zhang's tone. Everyone's own life, in the eyes of others, in the eyes of most others, is like an ant.

(End of this chapter)