Crazy Detective

At 2:15 in the afternoon, an auction was being held at the good auction house in Shenshen city.

On the display stand was a Qing Dynasty landscape painting.

" 750000," the auctioneer said with the mallet in his hand."Is there anyone else who wants to raise the bid? 750 thousand going once ... Oh ... 800 thousand ... Any more?"

On the auction seat, a man in a blue suit raised his sign and said,"" 1 million!"

"Okay, this bold gentleman bids one million. One million going once, one million going twice," the auctioneer shouted."One million going thrice, sold!"

With the sound of the mallet, the man in the blue suit successfully won the landscape painting.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a slight smile. Then, he turned his attention to the next item.

However, at this moment, his assistant suddenly appeared beside him and whispered a few words in his ear. The man in the blue suit's face darkened, and he was forced to leave.

After walking out of the auction hall, he went straight to the VIP lounge next door under the guidance of the assistant.

In the lounge, Miao Ying, cui Lizhu, Wu Xiumin, and a few other police detectives from Yunzhou were all in plain clothes.

"Why ..." The man in the blue suit sighed and said unhappily,"can't you wait until the auction is over?"

"Mr. Bao," Miao Ying said graciously."There are two more items that have a starting price of less than 500000 Yuan. I don't think you'll be interested in them, right?"

"This ..." The man called Mr. Bao was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and sat down on the sofa next to him."Police officers, what can I do for you?"

"Wow ..." He was surprised to see that Miao Ying, cui Lizhu, and Wu Xiumin were all policewomen.

"You're Bao Yucheng," Miao Ying said."Then, Bao Yicheng is ..."

"My cousin," the man replied,"he works at an airline company. Why ... Are you here to find me because of my cousin?" Is he alright?"

"Mr. Bao," Miao Ying said."We're here for Zhang Qile's case. We want to ask you something."

"Oh...Zhang Qile!" Bao Yucheng said,"great painter, what a pity ..."

"We heard that," Miao Ying asked directly,"Zhang Qile once painted a painting of the red bathtub case, and you bought it. Is that true?"

"Yes." Bao Yucheng nodded."I've been talking about this for many years!"

"Oh?" "What's the reason for your interest?"Miao Ying asked.

"My taste?" Bao Yucheng said,"I could tell that miss Zhang Qile was talented back then.

"Back then, I spent 200000 Yuan to buy a few of her paintings. In just a few years, these paintings are already worth tens of millions. Tell me, why don't I talk about them with great relish?"

"I want to know," Miao Ying asked,"is the red bathtub painting by Zhang Qile still in your hands? Can we take a look?"

"Hmm ... About that ..." Bao Yucheng thought for a moment and said,"the painting is at my house. You can go and see it at any time ..."

"But ... Why do I suddenly feel that you're not here with good intentions?"

"Mr. Bao likes to use idioms," Miao Ying said."Please don't misunderstand. We just want to find out the truth. We hope you can cooperate with us!"

"Of course, but this case ..." Bao Yucheng asked warily,"does it have anything to do with the painting?" This ..."

"Don't be nervous," Miao Ying said."I just wanted to ask, how is your personal relationship with miss Zhang Qile?"

"Ms. Zhang ... Um ..." Bao Yucheng said."Ever since I bought her painting a few years ago, she has contacted me many times through her connections. In general, we're pretty close!"

"We've had a few meals over the past few years. I've even been to her art exhibition and recommended her on the magazine. That's all ..."

"Then ..." Miao Ying asked again,"did you know that miss Zhang Qile and your cousin Bao Yicheng have an ambiguous relationship?"

"I know, I've heard a little about it. It's probably just rumors!" "Yicheng has a wife," Bao Yucheng said."I hope you can be merciful!"

"During this time," Miao Ying asked again,"did you buy any of Zhang Qile's paintings?"

"No..." Bao Yucheng replied with certainty."Her subsequent paintings were too utilitarian. To be honest, I didn't like her way of promoting herself!

"When an artist only cares about how to package himself and how to promote himself, he has already lost his artistic vitality!"

"Then ... Can I ask you a personal question?" Miao Ying said,"seven years ago, Zhang Qile was just a student who had just graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts. Why did you spend so much money to buy all of her paintings?"

"Haha, a lot of people have asked me that question." Bao Yucheng smiled and said,"if I said that there was no reason, I'm afraid many people wouldn't believe me. But to be honest, there really was no reason. I just like him!"

"I like it ..." Miao Ying stopped smiling and asked in a serious tone,"do you really like that red bathtub?"

"You ..." Bao Yucheng felt Miao Ying's piercing gaze and his expression changed."What you just said might be misleading!" He said.

Bao Yucheng's assistant immediately asked,""Mr. Bao, do you want to call your lawyer over?"

"No," Bao Yucheng said, waving his hand."I've never done anything wrong. Why would I call a lawyer?"

"Police officer, you're absolutely right. The reason why I bought Zhang Qile's painting was because I liked this red bathtub. I think Zhang Qile's painting is very good, and it has a strong sense of realism!

"You'll understand when you see the painting," Bao Yucheng said."There's a sense of repressed beauty in the painting. It's the perfect interpretation of Morgan art. You can even smell blood when you see the painting ..."

As he spoke, Bao Yucheng seemed to be lost in his thoughts and kept his eyes closed.

"As someone from Yunzhou, I naturally know about the red bathtub case," Bao Yucheng said."It's really rare for miss Zhang Qile to draw such a realistic effect.

"Moreover, from a moral standpoint, that painting definitely has room for appreciation. As long as it's hyped up properly, it might be able to sell for a higher price in the future!"

"Hehe, now that you've told me the truth ..." Cui Lizhu muttered."Now that I've gotten what I wanted, once Zhang Qile dies, this painting will be sold for a sky-high price, right?"

"This ..." Bao Yucheng's eyes flew open, and his lips trembled as he said,"I ... I didn't mean that!" I mean, no one in Yunzhou would dare to paint the bathtub red. So many people have died, it's ominous!

"Also, if the victim's family found out about this, they would definitely protest. In that case, the painting would be quite valuable! I ... I didn't mention Zhang Qile's death ... This ..."

At that moment, Bao Yucheng finally realized that he had tripped himself up. He was naturally depressed and anxious.

"Mr. Bao," his assistant was even more anxious. He held the phone and said,"I think we should contact your lawyer as soon as possible!"