Fiction: Thought so, it turned out to be so. The plot is constantly reversed

The next morning, Lin Xiaochen actually went out early in the morning.

Xiao Qingtian found her standing in front of the door of the 602 room again.

But what disappointed her was that the other party seemed to have not returned all night, and there was no one inside.

Due to last night's sudden shooting, the Sinkhole Hotel has begun to see a large number of guests checking out.

Xiao Qingtian had also planned to take Lin Xiaochen out of here today.

Seeing this, he directly opened the door with a method and entered this 602 room with Lin Xiaochen.

It's covered in dust!

This is strange, the register is clearly occupied by someone.

Neither Xiao Qingtian nor Lin Xiaochen could be mistaken at the same time.

But there is nothing special here except that there are traces left by people searching for something everywhere.

The many messy footprints on the ground all confirm this.

It is reasonable to say that the rooms of the hotel are cleaned every day, but unless the customer is not allowed to clean, and this situation is generally a long-term rental customer.

But Xiao Qingtian clearly remembered that there were many names under this suite, that is, it was not the same person, so it would not be a long-term tenant.

Unless the same person registers with many false identities.

Who would have to go to such great lengths to rent this room for a long time?

That is, there are things in this room that are very valuable to this person.

Thinking of this layer, Xiao Qingtian also began to pay attention to everything inside.

The head of the bed, the ceiling, the bed board, the bottom of the bed, the bathroom, and so on, all the places that were considered suspicious, Xiao Qingtian searched over and over again, but he did not find anything.

The decorative painting hanging on the wall is a sketch of the scene, for which he has also turned inside and out, and there is still nothing.

"Forget it. Let's go. Lin Xiaochen said disappointedly.

"Wait, didn't you say your brother likes to sketch?" Now Xiao Qingtian felt that the most suspicious thing was this painting, which was impossible anywhere else.

He had also examined the painting, but he was skeptical.

"Yes, but it's just a sketch of an ordinary scene, not my brother's handwriting." Lin Xiaochen whispered, suddenly she seemed to remember something, and she approached the painting again.

"What do you remember?" Xiao Qingtian had already noticed the change in her expression.

"I remember, my brother once said that he liked the scenery of this painting, and he hoped to settle down there in the future." Lin Xiaochen became excited as he spoke.

"So, this painting was actually replaced by your brother?" Xiao Qingtian asked.

"Hmm. I'm sure! Lin Xiaochen said.

It seems that this painting is not only a painting, but also some secrets.

Otherwise, how could someone pack a room just to find what was inside?

Unexpectedly, the contents were actually placed in the most conspicuous place.

Perhaps the most conspicuous place is the safest place.

"But where is it?" Lin Xiaochen said to himself.

Obviously, it is not easy to find a place with just one painting.

In order not to scare the snake, Xiao Qingtian took a picture of the painting, but did not take it off.

After doing all this, he and Lin Xiaochen left the Sinkhole Hotel with luggage and booked a plane ticket for Lin Xiaochen.

"This painting is very valuable, it must have hidden many secrets, but I can't solve it yet." I never found a clue, but thankfully you inadvertently provided another clue. This is a major discovery. Maybe you'll find your brother soon. ”

"I also thank you, if you hadn't inspired me, I might have thought it was just an ordinary painting."

Xiao Qingtian stopped and said, "You go back and study hard, it's too dangerous here, no, it's too dangerous to follow me." ”

"I haven't asked you, I want to ask you now, what the hell are you doing?"

"I can't tell you yet, but you should know later, you just need to know that I'm Qiao-Yao-Zhan-Emperor."

"Right, right, but you're not allowed to mess around outside, and if I knew, I wouldn't let you go!" Lin Xiaochen gritted his teeth and made a fierce look.

"You have to take care of this, I am innocent with you." Xiao Qingtian felt a little funny.

"It's not clear, we lived together last night." Lin Xiaochen argued slyly.

"The same room but doesn't mean anything?" Xiao Qingtian wondered.

"You're not allowed to touch another woman anyway!" Lin Xiaochen continued to speak fiercely.

"Okay, I still have something to deal with here, and I'll think about the meaning of this painting, and of course I'll figure out where it is." Xiao Qingtian touched Lin Xiaochen's head and continued, "Study well. Don't think about this and that all day. ”

"Good! Got it! Lin Xiaochen suddenly kissed Xiao Qingtian and quickly dragged his suitcase into the terminal.

Such a fast movement, such a powerful aura.

Xiao Qingtian felt as if he had been hit by an electric current.

It wasn't until Lin Xiaochen disappeared into the crowd that he came back to god.

He did not dare to deny that at that moment, he was indeed moved.

Leaving the airport, Xiao Qingtian found a new hotel and continued to check in with his id card.

He wanted to see if the people who had sneaked up on him last night would continue to show up.

After doing this, he went straight to the Mo family.

Mojia did not hide, explained to Xiao Qingtian that due to the limited output of Dinghui ink manufacturers, and there are too many fakes in the market, they all need to book three years in advance, and produce according to the order, and finally supply all to Mojia.

As for the final destination of the last those best fixed emblem ink, in addition to the small part of the Mo family's own use, the rest of the part was all provided to the cursive madman Song Yiping, the price is high, and the payment is still timely.

The facts of the investigation were exactly as charming Zhang said.

Leaving the Mo family, Xiao Qingtian rushed to the residence of the cursive madman Song Yiping.

Xiao Qingtian knew a little about calligraphy, but just by relying on the big characters of cursive madman, it was enough to make people feel Song Yiping's profound calligraphy.

Unfortunately, he did not come at the right time, Song Yiping was not at home, and waited until the evening to see Song Yiping.

Song Yiping has quite a bit of the appearance of a fairy wind Dao bone, dressed in simple clothes, but it is not like it is a very rich look, after all, the best fixed emblem ink is very expensive.

But if you associate him with Song Meng, the Ultimate Dinghui Ink is just a common thing for him.

After knowing Xiao Qingtian's intentions, Song Yiping did not panic, but his words made Xiao Qingtian feel that things did not seem to be as simple as previously speculated, nor was it as charming as Zhang speculated.

Because Song Yiping did not know Xiao Qingtian, it was not the words that Song Meng entrusted him to write, but a young man with dignified character.

The young man made a generous offer and went to the door to ask for words, and he did not write the words "Hunting and Killing the Battle Emperor Xiao Qingtian", but wrote them separately.

Not only that, he also copied a woman's Juanxiu font according to the requirements of the other party, as for whose font it was, he did not know and did not want to know.

It seems that the content of the note is still patchwork.

Xiao Qingtian showed the half note, and sure enough, under Song Yiping's high-end technology, he found that the note was indeed a patchwork sentence.

After going around such a big circle, I thought I had locked song meng, but I didn't expect it to be him!

So who is this young man?

What are the interest groups behind him?

Xiao Qingtian felt a headache.

He didn't expect that something deceptively simple would be so complicated behind it.