Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

Sheng Ling went to buy hot drinks, hot chocolate, cocoa, and cupcakes. He didn't buy one, but hundreds of copies, and gave them directly to those who wanted to drink in the art gallery.

Because he was in a hurry, Sheng Ling found three nearby chain dessert shops to buy enough.

The people in the art museum are still lively, and people keep going in after the early morning, and the onlookers just now are talking with their own small circle.

The video was circulated in small circles. If you say that people in their profession have high requirements, there are still some people who compare the quality of the few videos they shoot.

There are even those with a computer, which can directly edit several videos into one, plus soundtrack.

When the hot drink was brought in, a group of people looked around, but they knew it well but stopped talking.

It's winter, so it's good to drink hot chocolate, the golden wine can help them inspire, and it's good to taste chocolate cocoa occasionally.

Sweet and warm, coupled with cupcakes, tonight is a style where fairy tales and madness collide.

Commonly known as, do not take white do not take.

Sheng Ling walked up to the third floor. He has only been here a few times. When he came here, he rarely observed the environment carefully. This time, he has to wait for Yi Wulan to come out, and he has supplemented more than ten books on art. , Sheng Ling took a closer look.

This time, I found that the design of the entire art gallery is really good. The first floor is a chaotic maze, confusing music, and a huge wall for people to graffiti.

The second floor is the exhibition hall, which can also be regarded as a trading venue. Those who think their works are good can submit the paintings to the art gallery for review and hang them up. If someone sees something they like, they can buy it.

The third floor is Yi Wulan's, most people can't go up, and it's only open at certain times.

Sheng Ling stood at the stairs on the second and third floors, which was the only passage from the third floor to the second floor.

There happened to be a painting at the head of the stairs, with watercolor renderings of blooming flowers.

There were far fewer people on the second floor, only people were strolling around looking at the paintings and communicating in low voices. Perhaps Sheng Ling had been standing at the stairs for too long, and someone came over to talk to him: "Do you like this painting too?"

Sheng Ling took a look at the painting, and there was a word "Lan" written in the lower right corner.

He thought, I not only like this painting, but also the owner of this painting.

The man reeked of alcohol, obviously drunk, and continued on his own: "This painting was drawn by Yi Wulan when he just graduated. It has flaws, but it is very vivid. He always draws beautiful flowers."

"In fact, in terms of technology alone, his design drafts are more outstanding, but people pursue his paintings not only because of his design and status, but also because of his person."

Sheng Ling's voice was deep and low: "Follow me?"

The man laughed: "Yeah, don't you know? I thought you were Lan's admirer after looking at this painting for so long."

"He has a lot of fanatical fans in the circle, but now there is a tendency to spread outside the circle."

Sheng Ling was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, I am his admirer."

The man patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "Both each other, I was fascinated when I first saw Yi Wulan's works, and I haven't come out until now."

"Hahahahaha, in this art gallery, you can meet a lot of people who share the same language as you. I don't know how many opportunities this art gallery has given newcomers."

The man left after speaking, and Sheng Ling was still standing there, holding the cup of hot cocoa and the cupcake topped with a strawberry.

Yi Wulan and Xu Chunqiu also finished chatting. Xu Chunqiu sat for an hour and calmed down completely. He seemed to have grown up overnight: "I will consult a lawyer as soon as I go back, and strive for more property."

Xu Chunqiu smiled miserably: "We can't pay for everything."

The two walked towards the stairs, halfway there, Xu Chunqiu asked Yi Wulan: "Wulan, have you thought about finding someone else?"

Yi Wulan:?

Xu Chunqiu's eyes are very serious: "You can find someone who is younger than you and loves you passionately. He is willing to lift a spatula to cook for you. He can also take you to see a wider world, rock or rap... So many people love you, it's not hard for you to find someone."

Xu Chunqiu counted with his fingers, and even thought through all the rules for Yi Wulan.

Yi Wulan laughed: "How do you say?"

Xu Chunqiu looked at Yi Wulan's pale lips, hesitated for a moment and said: "You need someone to love you, Wulan, you have to bear everything by yourself, it's very tiring."

Although you don't feel tired yourself, others still feel distressed when they see it.

"Well," Yi Wulan originally hated hearing people persuade him like this, but maybe Xu Chunqiu's status was different, which made him feel warm, he said slowly: "I'll think about it."

After walking a few steps, turning the corner of the stairs, he saw Sheng Ling standing downstairs, looking up at them.

The two of them didn't keep their voices down when they talked just now, Sheng Ling must have heard it.

Xu Chunqiu felt a little uncomfortable, but Yi Wulan didn't feel it at all, and walked down calmly, not planning to talk to Yi Wulan at all.

Sheng Ling passed the hot cocoa forward: "Wu Lan, drink some hot cocoa, many people have already drank it."

Yi Wulan walked straight forward, as if he didn't see such a person.

Sheng Ling reached out and hooked Yi Wulan's sleeve, his usual toughness was pleading: "Drink some, your lips are pale, it should be hypoglycemia."

Yi Wulan sneered, "Shengling, I won't touch your things again."

He was holding his breath today, too lazy to put on a polite face to Sheng Ling.

Yi Wulan said coldly, "Sheng Ling, I feel dirty."

So I won't touch your stuff, and now I'm so tired of stuffing even photos into a safe-case.

It wasn't that tearing up his face was not in line with Yi Wulan's usual style, but now he is tired of it.

After finishing speaking, regardless of Sheng Ling's expression, he left without looking back.

Xu Chunqiu followed behind, looked back at Sheng Ling who was holding hot chocolate, his head was always indifferent and proud, it was drooping, very depressed, it looked pitiful.

But so what, isn't it self-inflicted?

When Sheng Ling got up the next day, the sky was already bright.

He stayed on the first floor of the art museum until late last night, drank until the last bit of consciousness remained, and went to the hotel next door to get a room to sleep.

The first thing to wake up is the viscera, and the first reaction is pain.

He drank too much wine yesterday, drinking glass after glass, as if he had several depth charges.

With a splitting headache, he staggered and ran to the bathroom. The face of the person in the mirror was pale.

Sheng Ling lowered his head, dizzy for a while, opened his mouth instinctively, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Holding the glass stand, Sheng Ling closed his eyes and gasped for breath.

Raising his wrist, Sheng Ling wiped the blood from his mouth.

The phone rang loudly, Sheng Ling washed his face with cold water and picked up the phone.

On the other side of the phone is someone from the investigation department, a brother who once went on missions with him: "Brother Ling, I sorted out the information you asked me to check last time, and printed out the list of all suspicious persons. Come here when you have time." take."

Some time ago, the military department set up a special investigation team for a major case, and let Sheng Ling serve as the team leader. This case is difficult. The old case from more than ten years ago was rediscovered, and it involved a wide range of areas.

It was a hot potato that almost no one dared to touch, and it was finally thrown to Sheng Ling.

Sheng Ling started to investigate the case on the first day he got it, but turned over the case file and found that there were only two files, and all the information could only be searched from the beginning, so he had to point the direction to the investigation department first, and get some information first.

He casually wiped away the remaining blood stains with a paper towel, and Sheng Ling said softly, "Wait, I'll be right there."

Sheng Ling arrived very quickly, his brother said "Yo", glanced at Sheng Ling's wrinkled shirt, and the slight smell of alcohol mixed with the shower gel, and joked: "Your face is pale and your clothes are wrinkled. Where did you rest yesterday?"

This is also a common problem of the investigation department. The first thing to do is to look at the details.

Sheng Ling glanced at him coldly: "Don't be poor, where are the materials?"

This person had worked under him before, and he said he was a brother, and he had a relationship with his subordinates, so he didn't push it too much, and handed over the information directly: "According to the direction you pointed, we focused on checking the relatives, colleagues, and colleagues of the target person. Friends in the art world."

"The target person has a wide range of contacts, especially friends in the art world. There are a lot of friends. We have tried our best to exclude people who have only met a few times, and the number is still 1561."

Sheng Ling focused on looking through the list in his hand. Since he took over the case, he has been following up on it, and he is familiar with the names of some of the characters in it.

So flipping is quick.

Turning to the last few pages, he paused for a name hidden in the middle: "Liang Huaian?"

His brother went to the water dispenser to get hot water to make tea, and when he heard this sentence, he continued: "Ah, yes, this person is a very famous artist, and he doesn't have a good relationship with the target person. The target person wants to collect a painting. Liang Huai'an, but Liang Huai'an is unwilling to part with her."

He thought for a while and continued: "Because you said this time that anyone who has a problem with the target person should not be let go, this person will be counted in this investigation."

"But it's not special. After all, there are too many people who have a problem with the target person. This is a small problem."

"Why? There is something special about this person."

Sheng Ling paused, tapped his fingers on the table, and said softly, "...No."

It's just that there is a person he is very familiar with recently, who happens to have a relationship with Liang Huaian.

Liang Huaian is Liang Fei's father.

Is it an accident?

Yi Wulan went back to the house and fell asleep, but was woken up by Xiang Jiuming's phone call the next day.

Xiang Jiuming: "Wulan, don't play with me like this, okay?"

Yi Wulan hadn't woken up yet, so she said "Hmm?" in a nasal voice.

Xiang Jiuming: ...

Stop playing, it's really hard to play anymore.

Yi Wulan slowed down for a while, and finally woke up, last night was too rich, he thought about it for a long time and seemed to be using Xiang Jiuming as a shield.

After taking a sip of the warm water from the thermos cup beside the bed, Yi Wulan got up and asked him, "Isn't that what you want?"

"I think so," Xiang Jiuming said helplessly, "but Sheng Ling might not think too much about it, and directly attacked Mingrui Group."

And relentlessly.

On the contrary, Yi Wulan raised his eyebrows, he would not be gloating at Xiang Jiuming's misfortune, and asked with concern: "Are you all right?"

Xiang Jiuming's tone could still be heard relaxed: "It's not a big deal."

"But I'm wronged! Up to now you haven't even given me a chance to touch."

The author has something to say: Xiang Jiuming: I am too wronged!

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