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Chapter 434 Survival Guide for Encountering a Sick Woman (21)

"Maybe I'm really not suitable for art." Ming Anjie opened a can of beer with some frustration, "But I always want to persevere, this is my dream. When it comes to my dream, others are It's ridiculous. Qingling, tell me, should I really stop dreaming about art?"

"If people don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish?" Lin Mu replied to Ming Anjie's movie line, "You should be thankful that you still have dreams, Ming Anjie, persevere, at least you won't regret it in the future, you I will not resent myself for giving up now. An Jie, people with dreams have light in their eyes, and the light in your eyes is something more precious to you than money."

"Of course I know this, but, Qing Ling, I'm afraid that after decades of persistence, I still won't get any results at all." Ming Anjie sighed: "Everyone says that art requires 90.00% nine Talent and [-]% hard work. If you have talent, you can succeed if you work harder. If you don’t have talent, no matter how hard you work, it’s just a joke.”

Lin Mu also knows this truth. The talent of an art practitioner is really important. In this line of work, there is really a saying that God rewards you with food.

Just like Zhong Qingshu, everyone says he is a genius. He does not need to do anything, inspiration will come to his mind.

She thought about it and explained to Ming Anjie: "In fact, in my opinion, talent is very important when making art, but following your heart may make you happier. Art is inherently free. If you have to calculate an investment for it, Isn't that too boring?"

She looked at Ming Anjie and smiled: "Look, you are financially free now, and you don't rely on art for a living, so just follow your own heart. No matter how many people envy you, you can't do it."

Ming Anjie didn't listen to Lin Mu's persuasion: "I would rather rely on art for a living, at least it shows that I have persisted for so many years and have achieved good results. It is not a joke."

Lin Mu sighed, Ming Anjie stubbornly walked into a dead end now, no matter how much she said, it would be futile.

You can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and she can't make a person who insists on getting into trouble change direction.

Ming Anjie wanted to succeed so much.

Lin Mu thought about it, Ming Anjie had also helped her a lot, if she couldn't give her an emotional response, then it would be okay to help Ming Anjie in her artistic career.

She told Ming Anjie: "Don't be too disappointed, I remembered that my father had a traditional woodcarving design booklet, you know, he used to do traditional woodcarving, but then grandpa forced him to paint oil paintings. Anyway, my father won't be able to use it any more, why don't I give it to you, you can refer to it, maybe you can find more inspiration."

"Really?" Ming Anjie's eyes lit up: "Uncle Zhong is as talented, if I am lucky enough to see his previous design drawings, I will be really lucky."

"Of course, I'll help you find it in my father's study when I have time." Lin Mu smiled, and the favor was repaid.

Father Zhong's woodcarving design draft, what a precious thing that is.

Lin Mu drank some wine with Ming Anjie again.

The next day, she wanted to sleep a little longer, but her phone rang very early.

"Hello." Lin Mu's voice was misty.

On the opposite side was a formulaic male voice: "Hello, is this Miss Zhong Qingling? I am the policeman in charge of your father's case. My surname is Sun."

Hearing this self-introduction, Lin Mu woke up suddenly, sat up from the bed, and cleared his throat: "Hello, Police Officer Sun, I went to your police station to investigate my father's case two days ago, and you said that you need to leave How about the application process? Is it okay now?"

Officer Sun gave the affirmative answer that Lin Mu expected: "Of course, if you are free, you can come when I am on duty. I will be here from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm this morning. You can come anytime."

Lin Mu was overjoyed: "Okay, I'll go there now."

She tidied up casually, and hurriedly went to see Officer Sun.

At the police station, Officer Sun poured Lin Mu a glass of water: "Miss Zhong, I'm really sorry, this is also our work mistake. No matter what, your father's investigation results should be notified to you. But at that time your mother Tell your brother that you are not in the country, and they will pass it on, so I just told them."

"You also told my mother?" Lin Mu was surprised.

Officer Sun nodded: "Is there any problem? It is our duty to truthfully inform the family members of the investigation results."

"No, no." Lin Mu waved his hand, "I just thought my mother was in poor health after being hit, and only my brother came to the police station to deal with these things."

"Your father's affairs are mainly handled by your mother, and your brother is just accompanying him." Officer Sun asked Lin Mu to relax: "Your mother is not as fragile as you imagined. On the contrary, she is an elegant and strong wife. and mother.”

Lin Mu discovered that other people's evaluation of Zhong Qingling's mother was quite different from her impression and the one in the plot.

"Oh, by the way, this is your father's case closing statement." Officer Sun handed Lin Mu a document: "You can take a closer look."

As Lin Mu watched, he briefly introduced: "Your father, Mr. Zhong, committed suicide. We detected an excessive amount of cocaine in his body, which made him hallucinate, and made the move of jumping off a building."

"Cocaine? My father?" Lin Mu was shocked. Zhong's father was not an addict, and it was Zhong Qingshu who used cocaine.

Could it be that Zhong Qingshu tried to get Father Zhong to take his cocaine, which then caused Father Zhong to become insane and fake a suicide scene.

She asked her doubts: "Why did my father take a lot of cocaine? Is it a mistake? Or is someone trying to kill him? Is it murder?"

Police officer Sun sighed and felt compassion in his eyes: "Miss Zhong, I understand your admiration for your father as a daughter, and you don't want to believe some things. But I'm sorry, after the forensic autopsy, your father has a history of drug abuse."

"How could it be?" Lin Mu couldn't find anything related to his father's drug use in his memory.

It was Zhong Qingshu who did it, it must be him, trying to get Father Zhong addicted to drugs, and then use this to get rid of him.

No one can match Zhong Qingshu's scheming and forbearance.

After coming out of the police station, Lin Mu couldn't wait to meet Zhong Qingshu: "Zhong Qingshu! Why did the autopsy report say that my father had a history of drug abuse? Did you lure me? The excessive cocaine in my father's body is also your masterpiece."

Compared to Lin Mu's panic, Zhong Qingshu was more composed: "The little wild cat is really in a hurry, why does he call me by my first name, my brother will be sad."

"Why did you kill my father?" Lin Mu questioned Zhong Qingshu: "He raised you well and became your guide on the road of art. Why did you kill him?"

(End of this chapter)