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Chapter two hundred and forty six trouble you

The staff was a young man of 25 or 26 years old. When he heard that he was here to buy paintings, he was very enthusiastic.

He pointed to the many oil paintings placed on the ground on the first floor and smiled and said, "These oil paintings are all outstanding and excellent students here. Do you think anyone like them?"

"How much does this painting cost?" Li Changqing asked with a smile.

"It's not expensive, only one piece of money for each painting, and we don't take any of the money for selling paintings in our store. It will be used to encourage students who paint these paintings to study hard."

"Of course, picture frames are more expensive and require five coins."

Li Changqing narrowed his eyes and cursed the unscrupulous businessman, saying that the picture frame was five times more expensive than this oil painting.

I'm also very embarrassed to say that I can give money to students and make all the profits of your picture frames.

"That's right, the female boss of Yuxuan bun shop said that the one who sold her paintings was her acquaintance. If I asked me to come over, I would like to find him." Li Changqing said with a smile.

When the staff heard this, they immediately went there enthusiastically, but they remained a little polite: "Okay, I'll go up and ask."

After saying that, he jumped upstairs.

Not long after.

"The female boss of Tingyuxuan? I sold it, but I am not familiar with her."

A man in his early thirties and wearing a blue grid cap walked downstairs, with a beard and dressed by a standard artist.

At this time, he was still holding a paintbrush in his hand and came to Li Changqing: "Who are you?"

"Dong Mingxiang, who are you?" Dong Mingxiang asked with a smile.

"You sold those paintings to Li Lin, right?"

Li Changqing had a smile on his face: "I saw that those paintings were so outstanding and cheap, so I came here to ask."

"I sold it. Look at these paintings, how many of them are worth watching..."

Before he could finish his words, suddenly, Li Changqing grabbed his arm and pressed him hard on the sofa on the first floor.

"What are you doing? It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, let go quickly."

His arm was twisted to the back, causing pain to make Dong Mingxiang sweat on his forehead. He took a breath: "If you do this again, I'll call the federal police!"

Ordinary people?

Li Changqing could feel that there was no fluctuation in Dong Mingxiang's body, and his words and actions were no different from ordinary people.

It's strange.

He's just an ordinary person?

Li Changqing was a little confused and scolded loudly: "Tell me! What's going on with those paintings?"

Dong Mingxiang endured the pain and said quickly: "Those paintings were all made by my students."

“Where is the picture frame?”

Picture frame?

Dong Mingxiang was stunned. Could it be that the problem was in which picture frame? He quickly said, "There was a man who gave me some money and asked me to use the picture frame he gave me."

After selling eight paintings to Li Lin, someone came to him and gave him ten thousand coins, claiming to use the frame he gave him.

Dong Mingxiang didn’t think much. Is there such a good thing in the world?

He accepted it happily, and then took the picture frame given by the man to install it for Li Lin.

After hearing Dong Mingxiang's words, Li Changqing distinguished it and felt that this person didn't seem to be lying.

After letting go of his arm, Li Changqing said in a deep voice: "Do you know what the person is? Identity and address?"

Dong Mingxiang endured the pain in his arm: "I don't know this, but judging from the person's appearance, he should be a decent person and dressed well."

Li Changqing frowned and asked, "Your store should have surveillance monitors? I'll call it out and take a look."

Seeing Dong Mingxiang's face with a hint of reluctance, Li Changqing took out a federal policeman's ID: "I am a federal policeman, this person is the criminal I am chasing."

When Dong Mingxiang saw that he was a federal policeman, his attitude changed.

Soon, the surveillance video appeared. The man was wearing a black suit. He was not very old, but he was only twenty-five or six years old, and he looked quite handsome.

Li Changqing touched his chin, frowned slightly, and hugged his chest with his hands. This man was very handsome, and Li Changqing was not familiar with him.

Li Changqing crossed the steps back and forth, with a contemplative look on his face.

After copying the video to the mobile phone, Li Changqing walked out of the painting building.

Who is going to attack Li Lin and Li Qingxue?

It’s not necessary to do this, right?

Could it be the Brewster family?

No, now that I have become the Archbishop, the Brewster family will not break up with me because of a little conflict before.

Not to mention attacking your own relatives.

Keane? The organization of the fallen angels?

This does have a lot of conflict with me, but the target of those people is Tang Xiaoyu.

Even if you want to do something, you should catch your sister and sister to threaten and let Tang Xiaoyu exchange it, which is more reliable.

Instead of setting up such a dark pattern to kill people.

Li Changqing can be said to be puzzled.

No matter what, we have to find a way to protect the safety of Li Lin and Li Qingxue.

He thought for a while, picked up his cell phone and dialed it to Shirakawa.

"Hey, Lao Bai."

"What's wrong?"

Shirakawa's sleepy voice came from the other end of the phone, obviously he had not woken up yet.

Li Changqing said in a deep voice: "There is something wrong with my bun shop."

Then, he told the incident one by one on the phone.

"I have to rush back to the Investigation Bureau in the near future. Please help me watch more about the bun shop. If you can find out who is behind it, it will be the best."

Shirakawa did not hesitate too much and agreed decisively: "Okay, there is no problem."

As long as there are no tasks in the Thirty-Sixth Bureau, you will be idle.

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Li Changqing returned to the bun shop, and a stove had already emerged inside, and the yin energy faded a lot.

In the evening, Li Qingxue also came home from school.

The three siblings sat together, eating and chatting.

Li Lin always felt that after Li Changqing came back this time, there was something different from before. She always had a bit of sadness in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

However, she turned to the idea of ​​Detective Li Changqing, probably because she encountered a complicated case.

She then told Li Changqing not to think too much and to rest as much as possible.

Of course, Li Changqing agreed one by one.

The next day, Li Changqing walked out of the bun shop and saw the bookstore across the street. Shirakawa was sitting in a shirt and trousers, quietly reading a book.

“Eat breakfast?”

Li Changqing came to the bookstore and asked with a smile.

Shirakawa looked up at him, then smiled and said, "I've eaten it. Then again, when are you going to investigate the General Administration?"

"If it's okay, I'll set off later."

"Be careful," Shirakawa said calmly: "Don't let the people of the Bureau know your identity in the Cross Church."

"Well, I understand." Li Changqing nodded and expressed his clarity: "Please take care of my relatives, please trouble you."
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