A bit stiff after rebirth

Chapter 2532: Suspicion Formation

Su Yiqian couldn't escape after all. She sighed quietly and looked at the young man who provided "ammunition" to An Xiaoya, "I'm not telling you, Mr. Qin Xing, it's just that you are watching the excitement and it's not a big deal."

Qin Xingjun looked innocent and took two steps back. "I didn't think of this. The program team asked us to do this. If you don't believe me, just ask them."

There were a total of seven artists present, and Qin Xingjun and the other four of them went out. After hearing Qin Xingjun's words, they nodded silently, but it was indeed him who proposed such a sudden attack.

Su Yiqian clicked his tongue, "Forget it, I won't argue with you, how long have you been here?"

"It's been about half an hour, right?"

"Have you found any clues?"

Qin Xingjun nodded. He took the envelope from the conference table and handed it to her, "This is the envelope we found behind the projection screen. We opened it and looked at it. Inside were the questions set for us by the program team. The specified time is tomorrow.

Before the sun sets."

"Is it such a long time?" Su Yiqian raised his eyebrows slightly, opened the envelope and took out the letter paper inside. What he saw was a photo. The photo was a miniature one. It was impossible to tell intuitively what it was and what it was.

location.

An Xiaoya, who had taken off the colorful strips from her hair and body, also came over. After watching the movie, she gave a thumbs up in the direction of the camera. She is still the director. If anyone can tell, it is really comparable.

microscope.

Su Yiqian touched her chin and looked at the photo. It was said to be a miniature but it was not, it was just a partial enlargement of the object. The director team should not have given them particularly difficult questions at the beginning, and it was just this photo

For partial photos, the time limit given is until the sun goes down tomorrow, which is too long, so maybe they need to find the corresponding items in the photos to unlock the next question.

Su Yiqian told several people about her guess, and they nodded in agreement.

"But, sister, we don't know what this thing is at all?" Qin Xingjun raised his hand, "The main reason is that this partial photo is too partial and can't be seen at all."

The young man next to him wearing black-rimmed glasses and dyed gray hair looked at the photo and suddenly said, "Actually, I doubt whether it is part of the oil painting? But, I'm not sure."

Several people looked at him. Su Yiqian looked at the photo again and motioned for him to continue.

"The main reason is that its texture is very similar to oil painting, and it feels like Van Gogh's starry sky to me. But from the time I entered the hotel to the conference room, I didn't see the starry sky painting, so I thought... maybe it was my guess.

That's wrong."

Su Yiqian took a photo of the photo in her hand and saved it in her mobile phone. Then she searched the Internet for a picture of Van Gogh's Starry Night, superimposed the photo on top of the picture, lowered the transparency to shrink it, and sure enough, it was aligned in the upper right corner.

"No, you guessed it right, it's the starry sky."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief. He almost lost his dignity after studying oil painting for ten years.

"The hotel has a total of 19 floors. Each of us is responsible for two floors. We conduct searches on the basis of not disturbing the original guests. I think the director team is not so crazy and arranges our clues in other guests' rooms." Su

Yi Qian said with a slight smile.

Everyone claimed their own floor, and when they were about to set off, Qin Xingjun stopped them, took out his mobile phone and shook it at them, "Let's set up a WeChat group, so if there is any news, let us know

I can communicate in a timely and effective manner in the group.”

"Okay, Junjun, your mind works very fast."

Several people took out their mobile phones, and after clearing the WeChat group, they each walked out with the photographer.

Su Yiqian did not go from the elevator, but entered the stairs of the fire escape, walked all the way down, and came to the 9th floor where she was responsible. This is the gym, and at first glance it is full of fitness equipment. As for the wall, there are also

They are all slogans or inspirational words, and they don’t look like oil paintings.

After Su Yiqian walked around and found that there were indeed no clues, he went down to the 8th floor.

As soon as she came to the corridor, she saw someone in the WeChat group sending a message, "I found it. I'm on the 17th floor. There is a painting in the corridor. It should be Van Gogh's Starry Night."

Su Yiqian pressed the voice button, "Everyone, gather on the 17th floor."

When everyone arrived on the 17th floor, they saw a painting on the wall in the corridor.

After taking a closer look, the young man with his grandmother's gray hair shook his head and said, "This is not Van Gogh's Starry Night."

"Definitely not. How can our program team have the money to borrow it?"

"No, I know that the program team used printed photos, but this one was obviously copied by someone. You can see there are obvious writing errors in the lower left corner."

Hearing his words, Su Yiqian couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, "Can you paint oil paintings?"

"Well, I have studied oil painting for ten years, so I can't even figure out this."

"Okay, then let's continue looking. If we find anything, we will take pictures and post them in the group immediately. It's up to you to carefully check whether it's true or not." Su Yiqian gave him a cheering gesture, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

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Qin Xingjun chuckled and patted his shoulder, "Old Yang, I leave it to you."

Yang Zhixu touched his nose and said, "Okay."

The program team really laid suspicion for them. After searching, they found no less than ten pieces of Van Gogh's Starry Night in the hotel. Each one had a little bit of a flaw, making it difficult for people to tell that it was not a real Van Gogh.

High starry sky.

Yang Zhixu carefully identified the photos and finally determined one thing, "None of these are correct."

Several people were a little surprised. They searched the entire hotel, but none of them was correct.

Su Yiqian stood in the hotel lobby and couldn't help but frown while listening to Yang Zhixu's voice. It wasn't that she doubted Yang Zhixu's ability. Even if it was to set up suspicions, it was too simple. But indeed, in addition to the guest rooms,

They searched everywhere they could, but only this much was found. Could it be that... there are other places they missed?

An Xiaoya's voice was refreshed, "Qianqian, it's getting late now. Let's go to the restaurant to eat first and discuss while eating."

"OK."

The group of people finally chose to suspend their actions to eat, which made the director who had been looking at the monitor slightly relieved, "To be honest, I really didn't expect them to start working today."

The staff next to him also nodded, and Yang Zhexu was so good that he could actually distinguish the wrong oil painting.

Su Yiqian and the others thought the same way. When they heard them praising themselves, Yang Zhixu felt a little embarrassed, "It's mainly because he copied a lot, so I can tell."

(End of chapter)