After tossing for a day, Ding Fan's side can really be said to have very few clues.

Although a small compartment was finally found at the scene, it took a little time to test what was obtained inside, and it is still two to say whether it was useful or not.

Even if there is a little blood left, after all, five years have passed, and Ding Fan can guarantee that these blood are all mixed, and he doesn't know whose it is, even if the murderer has blood left, I'm afraid there may not be anything that can be used.

As for fingerprints, they may be useful, but they can only be used to prove whether the last person to enter the compartment is the road, and if you want to determine the identity of the murderer, unless the murderer has a previous criminal record, there is no way to verify it.

Fortunately, today's investigation on Yu Xiaobo's side is quite fruitful, and after returning to the police station, Yu Xiaobo has just come out of the interrogation room, and he seems to be very tired, and his face is a little pale.

But fortunately, in the end, this kid finally put things aside, didn't carry it all the way, and asked a little bit of something.

According to Yu Xiaobo's interrogation, the voyeur who lived across the street was named Dou Boqi, who opened a photo studio in his own home to take pictures of people.

The biggest hobby is painting, usually just flowers and plants, for a while, he felt that painting these things was not interesting, so he spent money to find some money-making secret doors outside to go home, stripped naked at home, said that it was for what art, and claimed to be an artist.

It was also an accidental time when I saw Xu Li, who lived opposite, and since then I have had another hobby.

Every day, I will be in front of the window, looking at Xu Li, who lives opposite, and sometimes even drawing Xu Li.

In order to observe more carefully, he even spent a high price to buy a telescope from outside, and looked at Xu Li opposite him at home on time every day.

Today, when Yu Xiaobo went to his house to look for him, he also saw that there were many half-painted portraits in his house, each of which was somewhat similar to Xu Li, and even brought some back.

It seems that this kid is really fascinated by Xu Li, but saying that he doesn't have any other thoughts, Ding Fan really doesn't believe it, just people like him, I've seen a lot of them before.

Even when he was in the Northeast, Ding Fan came into contact with such a person, saying that he was an artist and that everything was for art, but in fact, they knew best what it was for.

It's just that what he says is good, is it for the so-called art, can anyone see what he thinks in his heart?

"What did he see on the day of the crime?"

Ding Fan listened to it for a long time, and finally snorted coldly, full of doubts and indifference to this so-called artist.

However, Yu Xiaobo really ate this set, and he still held a few so-called paintings in his hand and handed them to Ding Fan.

"I saw something, but he seemed to be stimulated by something, and he didn't know a little when he said it, but he said that he saw a figure in the house that day, and finally a black thing crawled out of the window, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, which is basically the same as what you said yesterday. ”

Originally, I was in a bad mood today, but now that I met such a fake and shoddy artist, Ding Fan's fire came up at once.

Without saying a word, he went straight to the interrogation room, kicked the door open with one kick, and threw the so-called works in his hand directly to the ground.

The light in the interrogation room itself was relatively dim, and Ding Fan suddenly kicked the door open, which startled Dou Boqi inside.

But seeing Ding Fan throw his painting on the ground, his expression instantly became hideous, as if he wanted to rush over and tear the man in front of him now.

"Voyeurism is voyeurism, what do you say for the sake of art, you bastard

I've seen a lot. The art of the mouth, in fact, is just to use this elegant word to wrap your humble and weak desire*. Do you think that if you wrap it all up, you won't be able to do what you're doing?"

After Ding Fan entered the door, he didn't even glance at Dou Boqi, who was sitting on the interrogation chair, and stepped on his so-called works of art under his feet, as if he was stepping on garbage, and he didn't look at these things at all.

On the other hand, Yu Xiaobo, who followed him, looked a little embarrassed, one was his team leader, and the other was also an artist, and this person did not commit any major crimes, he felt that Ding Fan did this, which seemed to be a bit too much.

"You don't understand anything, people like you are a martial artist, a rough man, I don't expect you to understand what I paint, one day, all people will agree with me, what I paint is art. ”

Dou Boqi couldn't tolerate Ding Fan trampling on his works and trampling on his personality, he was angry like a bull, roaring loudly, and all the people in the office in the entire police station took advantage of their necks to look this way.

Yu Xiaobo had no choice but to walk into the interrogation room, then closed the door, and planned to step forward to persuade him.

Who knows, Ding Fan actually reached out and grabbed a piece of drawing paper on the ground and walked in front of Dou Boqi.

"[Mona Lisa's smile], why has it become a masterpiece, why Van Gogh's painting of "Potato Eater", why has it been praised by others, and why [Lunch on the Cruise Ship] was painted by Renoir, do you understand? You are just a plagiarist who copies and copies, and you are ashamed to say what kind of artist you are, you look at the things you paint for yourself, they are the same, all the portraits, I see the shadow of a person, I have to say, these paintings are dead things, soulless garbage. ”

Ding Fan's sudden tirade calmed Dou Boqi at once, and even Yu Xiaobo, who walked in, didn't expect that this young team leader knew so much, even a painting could say that the head was the Tao, and what he said seemed to be very reasonable.

And Dou Boqi was still looking at the paintings on the ground, his eyes were a little dull and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the entire interrogation room, it was so quiet that even the sound of a heartbeat could be heard.

After a long time, Ding Fan had already sat on the table and smoked three cigarettes, and Dou Boqi had a little reaction.

However, his reflection is really a bit unexpected.

Originally, Yu Xiaobo thought that he would suddenly stand up, do something with Ding Fan like crazy, and then be pressed to the ground to subdue him.

But he never expected that Dou Boqi's first action was to rush to the paintings on the ground, pick them up, take them in front of him and take a look at them, and finally tear them to pieces like crazy, crying loudly.

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaobo almost thought that Dou Boqi was crazy, but Ding Fan, who was sitting on the side, smiled, picked up a painting on the table and sent it to Dou Boqi.

Dou Boqi just glanced at the painting in front of him, his eyes gradually swept towards Ding Fan, snatched the painting, and tore it to pieces.

Yu Xiaobo's heart was full of puzzlement, and he really wanted to ask what happened now, if Ding Fan came in and drove this Dou Boqi crazy.

"You're right, these don't deserve to be called paintings at all, these smiles are all found from a person's body, I have only one person from beginning to end, all rubbish, all rubbish...... I'm also trash, the biggest trash. ”

Yu Xiaobo looked at Dou Boqi's appearance, and finally decided that he was a good person, and he was driven crazy by Ding Fan in just a few words.

Although Dou Boqi himself looked a little abnormal, he really didn't expect that after Ding Fan came in, he could directly drive a big living person crazy with just a few casual words

Finish.

You must know that during the previous interrogation, he was almost driven crazy, but he turned it upside down this time, which is really unexpected.

"When I see these things you paint, the first feeling is that you are imitating Leonardo da Vinci, borrowing from him to find a little inspiration for [Mona Lisa's smile], but you change a person's smile on everyone's face, do you think it is appropriate? In fact, the things you draw are very realistic, which can be summed up by a sentence from the ancestors, that is, the things you draw have no soul, lack the agility that should have been, and look like a dead thing, you should paint those things that you really can't forget, that is what you should paint, and it is also the art you want to pursue. ”

Ding Fan threw the cigarette in his hand in front of Dou Boqi, turned around and walked outside, and did not forget to drag Yu Xiaobo, who was in a daze, out and closed the door with his hand.

After coming out of it, Yu Xiaobo finally had a chance to ask, to be honest, he was about to suffocate to death.

He had never wanted to speak like he did today, nor had he had so many questions in his mind.

"Brother Ding, what do you mean by what you just said? I don't understand, why did you do this, what happened to him in the end?"

Yu Xiaobo rarely speaks, and it seems that there are too many doubts in his heart today, and he can't hold back when he asks.

Looking at the watch in his hand, there is still some time, and Ding Fan doesn't mind telling him about it.

"I just looked at what he painted, to be honest, the basic skills are very solid, and the painting is also a bit of a doorway, which belongs to the style of impressionism, but the things he paints seem to be a little too focused, and all the attention is used on one person, do you know who it is?"

Ding Fan took Yu Xiaobo back to the office, wanting to take a cigarette out, but he stretched out his hand and remembered that it was all left to Dou Boqi just now, and now his pocket is empty, and there is nothing.

"I know that I've seen everything he painted, and it seems to be a bit like Xu Li. ”

Yu Xiaobo was completely shocked by the scene just now, and now he didn't care about anything else, and followed Ding Fan's train of thought and analysis, not noticing the movements of his hands at all.

"That's right, he puts all his attention on Xu Li, and every time he paints, he always brings a little bit of Xu Li's shadow, so I say that what he paints is a bit of a donkey's lips and not a horse's mouth. Actually, the point is not here, I don't care who he paints, I just know that his painting skills are good, and on the day of the crime, he saw some important clues on the other side, and I need him to help us draw what he saw that day. ”

As soon as Ding Fan said this, Yu Xiaobo finally understood his intentions.

actually used this method to make Dou Boqi forcibly remember the things he didn't dare to recall, and Ding Fan's method was really bad.

"But why did we keep hitting him before? Couldn't we just do it in some other way? Do we have to be so tough to get what we want?"

Yu Xiaobo's personality dictates, although he understands the truth, he wants to be more suitable for himself in the future, thinking about Ding Fan's tough attitude just now, it is obviously not something he can do.

But the method is really easy to use, so he wants to learn it.

"I know what you're thinking, I can only tell you that it varies from person to person, in the face of these so-called artists, you don't have to use hard means to belittle him as worthless, they will not look at you squarely, and they will always be high in virtue. ”

Ding Fan knows these people too well, and it is not that he has never seen such people at the beginning.

can't stand the blow, can't resist the irony, it seems to be extremely powerful, but in fact they are all glass-hearted teenagers.