Soul Painter

Chapter 12: Review

   Gao Fan stared at Guo Henry, analyzing Guo Henry's tone, expression and movement.

   look straight...

   the tone is sure...

   There is no micro expression...

   There are no uneasy little movements...

   What Guo Henry said in front of him, is it...really?

   Gao Fan’s ‘investigation’ skill value is only 10. Comprehensive information, it seems impossible to make effective judgments about Guo Henry in front of him.

  Because Guo Henry has the advantages of age and life qualifications, Gao Fan felt that if he wanted to judge his true or false, he probably had to push his investigation skill value to 30.

   But if what Guo Henry said is true.

   Had Gao Fan never become an arsonist?

   This is even more impossible!

   So there is the only explanation that Guo Henry is a liar.

   "Perhaps you want to watch a video of the crime scene?"

   Guo Henry saw Gao Fan’s suspicion, so he took out his phone, opened a video, zoomed in on the full screen, and showed it to Gao Fan in his hand.

   The content of this video is relatively simple, that is, a person walks up to a painting, pours a lot of liquid on the painting, and then the person takes out a disposable lighter.

   Click.

   The flames ignited, and the "Gate of Hell" was instantly swallowed by the flames.

   Then the smoke alarm sounded and a large amount of water mist was sprayed down. This prevented several nearby works from being damaged, but it could not prevent this ‘anonymous’ masterpiece from turning into charcoal.

   Throughout the process, the face of the arsonist was clearly visible throughout.

  Although the museum is dark, the night vision full-color camera used by the museum completely records the person's face.

   The arsonist in the video is Gao Fan.

   The clarity of the picture and the familiarity made Gao Fan wonder if he has a twin brother.

   The impact of this video on Gao Fan is huge.

   He digested the shock well.

   Then he spoke slowly: "I stayed in the studio last night, and went to sleep in the dormitory at 4 o'clock this morning. Both my roommate and the dormitory teacher can prove..."

   "Your roommate Lin Senhao didn't sleep in the dormitory last night. According to him, he went home. You should know that his house is in this city." Guo Henry said ruthlessly.

   "What about the teacher in charge of the dormitory?" Gao Fan retorted, "And there is a camera at the entrance of the dormitory."

   "Your bedroom is on the third floor. Open the window and jump down." Guo Henry made a gesture, "You can avoid the camera at the door."

"You mean, I drew a painting all night, went back to the bedroom, jumped through the window, and then ran to the art gallery to set a fire. Am I a mental patient?" Gao Fan couldn't help but sarcastically, "May I ask how I was In two hours, travel through most of the city, then pry open the door of the art gallery and burn another painting?"

"This is also the question I want to ask you. Why are you not seen in the other surveillance pictures, and even the door of the art gallery is intact. How did you appear directly in front of that picture?" Guo Henry said At the same time, in order to strengthen his momentum, he crossed his hands and propped his chin, bringing the poker face closer to Gao Fan.

   A sense of oppression came over immediately.

   Guo Henry looks gentle, he has a kind of oppressiveness like a soldier on the battlefield.

   Gao Fan almost smelled gunpowder at this moment.

   This guy should be proficient in psychological warfare and torture...

   He had blood on his hands...

   If he is sure that I am in danger, he will attack me at any time...

   A large amount of information gathered to remind Gao Fan that he is dangerous.

"Haha." Gao Fan's nerves were touched. The low SAN value was unable to bear such intense pressure. His emotions rebounded and his impatience exploded. While he laughed nervously, he stood up, "It's true. Evidence, come and arrest me, stop talking nonsense!"

   After that, Gao Fan turned around and left.

   Gao Fan’s reaction surprised Guo Henry. He is proficient in the technique of'interrogation' and has practiced it countless times on guilty or innocent targets.

   Such a violent emotional rebound can only be manifested in those very powerful criminals or truly innocent people.

  While thinking, Guo Henry began to write a report on this ‘investigation’.

"...Through the first contact, it is temporarily impossible to determine whether Gao Fan is related to the art museum arson case. Further investigation will be carried out... If it is confirmed that it is related to the arson case, it is recommended to list him as a Class D suspect... to monitor or even imprison him …"

  ...

   went back to the bedroom.

   Gao Fan was lying on the bed.

   lie down quietly for a while.

   I feel a little pain in my back.

   He backhanded from under his bed and took out a...disposable lighter.

   Click.

   The orange flames flicker.

This lighter was picked up by Gao Fan from the ground during a suspected illusion attack at the entrance of the studio in the morning. At the same time, it was exactly the same as the one-time lighter used to burn "Hell's Gate" in the video that Guo Henry showed him. .

   looked at the orange flames from the lighter in front of him.

   In Gao Fan’s brain, there seems to be a imprisoned beast howling and screaming!

This is impossible…

  There is no such possibility...

   But, isn’t there a bit of it?

  You are the one who owns the system.

   You are the one who has looked at God directly.

   Gao Fan always felt strange. In his dream, when looking directly at God, he gained enough knowledge to clear the SAN value, but after waking up, all that knowledge was gone.

   So, the system cleaned his brain and memory?

   is so sweet?

   Also, Gao Fan is really crazy enough to paint for more than ten hours, can he get up and go to the art gallery to burn the original work?

   If you really want to participate in the biennale, this would be a coup, because the original work is gone, and the imitation of UU reading www.uukanshu.com is unique.

hehe…

Gao Fan grinned, slapped the lighter in his hand against the wall, smashed it, and carefully stuffed the fragments into the toilet, flushing them all away, until he could not see the'investigation' with a skill value of 10. Until any traces are made.

sleep.

  ...

   Today is the submission day of the students' entries for the Biennale.

  The judging location is placed in the studio shared by the students.

   Anyway, the students' works are here, and I will finish watching them in one lap.

   The director took three professors, and followed Lu Guoying, like five older lions, patrolling the results of the first hunting of the little lions.

   Among them, Lu Guoying, as the lion with the thickest and most beautiful brown hair, undoubtedly has the power of life and death in this selection. His vote can top the other four votes.

And most of the students, it is also the first time to see this current oil painting master who retired from the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in England and came to work in Tianmei. They cast their admiring eyes, straightened their backs, and chested out, like a group of waiting. Soldiers reviewing.

   Facing this kind of gaze and such an innocent expression, Lu Guoying, who can spray venom, is not good at making a heavy mouth, so he can only comment casually.

   "The color is almost the same, is there no money to buy red?"

   "This composition, how about sleepwalking when painting?"

   "Why is this hand so long, painted ape?"

   Looking at the students of their own Academy of Fine Arts one after another, their eyes lost their look when they were blown away. The director hurriedly coughed twice and brought Lu Guoying to his proud student, that is, Xin Wei's painting.

   a one-meter and seven-meter painting.

   stands in front of Lu Guoying.

   Lu Guoying showed a serious look for the first time.

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