He Weilan hurriedly picked up the document that fell on the ground and took a look, the name on the certificate was really the commander Wu Zhihui, not Wu Fusheng at all.

For the sake of insurance, He Weilan also immediately ordered someone to check the authenticity of the documents, and the results obtained were indeed true.

Wu Zhihui is real, and Wu Fusheng is very likely to be fake.

"Bastard! Lee asks is lying! ”

He Weilan kicked over the chair and shouted: "The 'painter' is Li Wen himself, quick!" Follow me to get him! ”

Although Li Wen was guaranteed to leave the police station, he was restricted from leaving the country and still stayed in a hotel designated by the police.

……

"It's unlikely that Li asked a 'painter', right?" On the way to the hotel, Liu Jianming sat in the car and pondered.

When he was studying in Canada, Liu Jianming met Li Wen himself, that guy was a sling, he was a scum in terms of courage and combat power, and it was impossible for him to be able to lead the entire counterfeit money group, and it was a robbery and a confrontation with the army, which was simply impossible.

The "painter" could never be Li Wen, Liu Jianming had already denied this name in his heart.

"Could the 'painter' be Nguyen Van ? Maybe the counterfeit money syndicate is what she is remote controlling? ”

While pondering this question, the police convoy rushed to the door of the hotel.

The arrest team had just gotten out of the car......

Suddenly—

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

There was an explosion on the upper floor of the hotel, and a puff of black smoke mixed with broken glass fell from the sky.

Passers-by screamed in fright and fled in all directions.

Oh no, the room where the explosion occurred was the room where Li Wen lived.

"Quick! Go upstairs and save people! He Weilan shouted.

Liu Jianming notified the fire department to rush to put out the fire.

Others rushed into the hotel.

Unfortunately, in the end, only human tissue that had been blown up in the room was found to be inhuman.

The Forensic Bureau sent someone back to the police station for identification, and after DNA comparison and identification, it was confirmed that the deceased was Li Wen.

Now He Weilan is completely gone, the only person involved in the case is also dead, and the "painter" Wu Fusheng has been confirmed to be fictional and non-existent.

Except for the illusory "painter", all the people involved are dead, and the case has completely entered a dead end, and it is even possible that the "painter" does not exist.

But Liu Jianming knows that "painters" must exist!

Although Li Wen is dead, the "painter" is exposed!

……

Police mortuary.

"Miss Ruan, Li Wen is also dead, should you also confess some things to us?" Liu Jianming asked.

Ruan Wen came to collect Li Wen's body.

She cried very sadly, tears almost wet her cheeks, and she was so sad that it was impossible to pretend at all, it was a real love to the depths.

"What do I need to confess to you? People are already dead, what else is there to say? Ruan Wen's eyes were red, and tears kept dripping down his chin.

He Weilan really didn't expect that Ruan Wen's feelings for Li Wen were true, she thought that when she was at the police station, Ruan Wen was lying to the police, and the purpose was just to guarantee Li Wen.

"Miss Ruan, you have to understand the fact that Li Wen was also killed by the 'painter', you don't tell us something, how can we help you take revenge? Help you find the 'painter'? He Weilan asked. Of course, the "painter" also killed Li Yongzhe, and He Weilan also wanted to avenge his old classmates.

Ruan Wen stroked his sideburns and said, "I'm sorry, I'm here to ask Li today, and I don't want to talk about other things." ”

As everyone knows, Ruan Wen's movement of teasing his sideburns just exposed the back of the ear porch, which was empty.

Liu Jianming smiled and said, "Miss Ruan, then we won't bother you." Inspector He, let's go. ”

He Weilan was unwilling, and after leaving the morgue, she asked, "Senior brother, are you going to let her go like this?" ”

"Or else?" Liu Jianming spread his hands and said, "Ruan Wen is not a criminal suspect, we have no reason to force her to answer the question, she is unwilling to say, what can we do." ”

"This ...... Hum! Anyway, I won't forget it! He Weilan stomped her feet hatefully and left angrily.

Liu Jianming smiled slyly, the matter was close to the truth, and it was about to come out.

I have to admit that the "painter" is really smart, but the other party's biggest mistake is that he met Liu Jianming.

This guy is not only a traverser, but also a hanging B, and the two true eyes placed on "Li Wen" and Ruan Wen are enough to expose them.

……

Cemetery.

Ruan Wen stood in front of Li Wen's tombstone and mourned in silence.

At this time, Liu Jianming walked over from behind, holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums in his hand, and bent down to put it down.

"Dude, I've come to see you, there's something I've wanted to tell you for a long time...... There is a price to do everything, and if you want to become the protagonist, you have to pay much more than ordinary people, even your life...... In fact, looking back, what's so bad about being a trick? The sling also has the happiness of the sling, right? Liu Jianming lit a cigarette and rested it on top of the tombstone.

Ruan Wen looked puzzled and asked, "You are also his friend?" ”

Liu Jianming nodded, "Sort of, a good young man, but because of unrealistic ideas, he gave his life in vain, don't you think it's a pity, Wu Xiuqing?" ”

Wu Xiuqing?!

"Ruan Wen" was shocked in his heart, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he looked at this policeman in disbelief.

How does he know that I am a fake, how does he know that I am not the real Nguyen Van Van and how does he know my true identity?

A series of problems almost made Wu Xiuqing collapse.

How can it be?

How can it be!

How could his true identity be known?!

Liu Jianming grabbed her wrist with his right hand, took out a pistol from her waist with his left hand, divided the pistol into parts, and threw it at the opponent's feet.

Every member of the "Painters" group is an extremely dangerous element, and Liu Jianming has no choice but to guard against it.

"Okay, Wu Xiuqing, tell me your story." Liu Jianming said.

"Okay......" Wu Xiuqing nodded resignedly, and combed her hair with her right hand.

But he didn't want Liu Jianming to touch the back of her head first, and then took out a pocket pistol from the back collar, withdrew the magazine, and eliminated the bullet.

"You don't have a fluke mentality, you have no other way to go except to believe in me and the police...... See for yourself. Liu Jianming took out a newspaper and handed it to Wu Xiuqing.

Wu Xiuqing took the letter suspiciously and looked at it, and in the newspaper, Uncle Xin's wife and five daughters in Macau, and all six members of his family were killed.

Wu Xiuqing's face turned pale suddenly.

Liu Jianming vacated a cigarette, crackled, lit it with a lighter, took a puff, and asked, "Wu Xiuqing, with your understanding of the 'painter', do you think he may let you go?" ”

Wu Xiuqing was silent, looking at the tragic situation of Uncle Xin's family of six in the newspaper, and finally sighed and said, "I cooperate with you, what do you want to know, I will tell you the truth." ”