One Step to The End

"Brother Ren! Xiao Lan is looking for you..."

Officer Shu suddenly pushed open the door of the tea room. Zhao Guanren was sitting alone behind the easel, drawing something attentively. Next to him was a sea of ​​tea and a desk. Opposite him was a wooden sofa, Xiao Lan's coat and The bras are thrown on it.

"Zhao Guanren! How can you torture a confession? Xing Le is definitely not a murderer..."

Xiao Lan ran in angrily. She wore a pair of slippers bare-legged, and covered only a printed towel blanket on her upper body. Without guessing, she knew that she was only wearing underwear and wrapped in a blanket and went out in a hurry.

"So anxious to protect your brother, you have an adulterous relationship with him..."

Zhao Guanren continued to paint without raising his head. Officer Shu closed the door, but Xiao Lan was furious and said, "You keep your mouth clean. It's okay if you don't understand art, but you can't insult my personality, don't see. I want to go to bed when I take off my clothes!"

"Is it art to let people paint without being naked? Then I can count as performance art if I run naked..."

Zhao Guanren sneered and turned around the easel. Xiao Lan was furious. The canvas was painted by Xing Baimao's unfinished oil painting. Except for her facial features and long hair, her graceful figure has been outlined, even the details of her body. Never let it go.

"How? I'm an artist too..."

Zhao Guanren stood up with a sneer smile. He actually used a sketch to complete the unfinished oil painting. He also drew Xiao Lan's face from memory. Not only did he paint vividly, but also combined the sketch and oil painting. Peculiar look and feel.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to you about art, I'm talking about your beatings..."

Xiao Lan stared at him coldly, Zhao Guanren picked up a piece of rice paper from the desk, wrote a few lines vigorously on it, and asked: "Do you really understand art? How would you rate Master Qiu's writing? What font did he use and what did he write?"

"This is Xiaozhuan, the master's writing is thin and straight, sonorous and powerful..."

Xiao Lan proudly raised her head and said: "This poem is called "Singing Needles". It is refined with a needle, upside down and upside down, and the cloth is upside down. The eyes are long on the bottom, only the clothes and the clothes are not recognized. You, screaming at big brother, wait a minute! Who is this to add another sentence?"

"This is a poem I wrote to you, this is the word of the old enemy..."

Zhao Guanren took another character for comparison, and mocked: "The old enemy's character is not a bullshit. He only paints a cat and a tiger. People who don't understand think it is a good character, and you don't know how to pretend to understand it, in order to push yourself up. It’s ridiculous to rush to art, thinking that if you take off your clothes, you are dedicated to art. It’s ridiculous!"

"..."

Xiao Lan's face turned pale for an instant, and all the arrogance on her face disappeared.

"You are also a person who has studied painting. Your brother first draws your **** and then your lower body. The fool knows what he is thinking..."

Zhao Guanren suddenly turned off the emergency light on the table and turned on a purple flashlight. Who knows Xiao Lan suddenly exclaimed that there were many light spot fingerprints on her body, from cheeks to neck, from thighs to chest, especially the chest. concentrated.

"I know you are fake and serious, but I really didn't expect you to be such a show..."

Zhao Guanren sneered: "I asked Baimao to exchange ham for ham. The things I gave him were all bleach, and you let him touch it all over, so you are covered with his handprints all over your body. Are you still stiff mouth now, Mr. Xiao, you guys? Is it for art or people?"

"What do you want to do, who doesn't have any privacy..."

Xiao Lan hugged her body and cried, "I made a mistake with Lao Xing before, but it was because we drank too much. This time it was Wu Yuanyuan who said that she had a lover, and being with Lao Xing was torment. Please me and Lao Xing. Good Xing, I am single now, and I have the right to be nice to anyone!"

"You are a widow. Your husband has never had the first seven months. You are going to be together with a married man. Do you want a bit of a green face..."

Zhao Guanren suddenly turned on the emergency light, and said in her face: "Look at your virtue, your clothes and makeup, how is it different from the **** on the side of the road, you thought about burning some paper for your husband? , Shang Zhuxiang, Liu Tianliang is really blind when he meets you a slut!"

"I won't let you go anymore, and I have nothing to do with you..."

Xiao Lan yelled extremely angrily: "Zhao Guanren! Don't think you are so great, you are a black-bellied hypocrite, and let the real murderer play around. We were making each other before the old corpse changed. He just tore off the condom. Is this the one who is going to run away?"

"Smack~"

Xiao Lan took out an unpackaged sleeve from his chest and slammed it under his feet, while Zhao Guanren took out a voice recorder, held it in his hand and laughed: "You liar bitch, now I will Let you listen, how stupid you are!"

"Crystal palace lanterns must be fake. Anyone with a brain knows that they are invaluable..."

Just listen to Xing Baimao's mournful voice: "There is a high imitation team that supplies us with these pretending leopards. Xiao Lan doesn't understand this. She believes whatever we say, but I'm just cheating and swindling money. , Money laundering, killing has nothing to do with me!"

Haitang asked: "Why do you want to kill someone and burn a black account? How did the salesperson kill? What does she know?"

"The black account is the account of the Heifan Company. If you don't burn it, you will be found out that we are in collusion, but I don't know why Lao Zhou wanted to kill the salesperson..."

Xing Baimao said dejectedly: "I don't approve of killing, but he insists that only people die can move the tiger away from the mountain, so he stunned the salesperson first, and carried it out with the security guard to hang on the tree. The ghost is a mask and sheets. Hanging on a bamboo pole to scare Yan Ruyu, the sewer can climb into the Chase Pavilion!"

"Who is the little security guard? Is Zhou Chaofeng's thug..."

"His distant nephew, there are a lot of unclean things here, you must use your own..."

Suddenly, Zhao Guanren fast-forwarded, and suddenly heard Xing Baimao’s howling miserably: “Ah! Stop fighting. I said, I took Xiao Lan away not to love her, but to find her husband. They set up one in Baishazhou. The resettlement camp is guarded by heavy soldiers!"

Xiao Lan exclaimed: "My husband is not dead?"

"We called her husband during the disaster, and Xiao Yi's subordinate answered the phone, saying that he had lost contact..."

Xing Baimao panted, "We don’t know whether he died or not, but we have to have a backer when we go to Baishazhou. If we send Xiao Lan, Xiao Yi will definitely appreciate us. Even if Xiao Yi is dead, neither of his brothers Will treat us badly!"

Haitang asked, "Then you dare to engage in Xiao Lan, aren't you afraid that Xiao Yi will kill you?"

"It's not the first time for Xiao Lan and I. We slept a few years ago..."

Xing Baimao suddenly whispered: "I am definitely not poisoned. Li Yungang and Dong Ziping can't kill Lao Zhou. I suspect that Xiao Lan is playing a bitter trick. She noticed what happened a few years ago and killed Lao Zhou and then blamed me. , That **** is not a fuel-efficient lamp!"

"What happened a few years ago, make it clear..."

Haitang asked suspiciously, Zhao Guanren stared at Xiao Lan's face carefully, and Xiao Lan also leaned in suspiciously, staring at the recorder in his hand.

"Three years ago, Zhou Chaofeng told me that he could allow Xiao Lan to take the initiative to sleep for me on the condition that my wife should be given him a night's sleep. At that time, we both drank too much. I agreed without thinking about it..."

Xing Baimao said: "I organized a class reunion half a month later. After dinner, Xiao Lan was not right. As soon as I got in the car, she asked if I still love her. I just said I loved her and kissed me and I was in the car. I came here once, and then I took her to the museum again, in this room!"

"Have you drugged her..."

"Zhou Chaofeng said that it was a technique for lowering the head. You must take a personal item of the other party's body and give it to the head-down master abroad. The more boring the woman, the stronger the reaction. Xiao Lan belongs to this..."

Xing Baimao said: "My wife came suddenly that night, so I had to go downstairs to deal with her. When I came back, Xiao Lan was already making out with Zhou Chaofeng, and he kept calling his husband. I left because of disgust. Zhou Chao Bong kept playing with her until dawn!"

"He is talking nonsense!!!"

Xiao Lan yelled in gaffe: "I haven't slept with Zhou Chaofeng. It was him that night. I'm not such a watery woman!"

"It took me two days to realize that something was wrong. Xiao Lan didn't remember Lao Zhou, and she was very reserved when she saw him, but as long as I said I missed her, she would immediately open a good room and wait for me..."

Xing Baimao said again: "I played with her for ten days. One time, she was too crazy to play by the lake. There was a sudden bleeding below her. Only when she was sent to the hospital did she find out that she was pregnant for two months. It must be her husband's child. After the miscarriage, her attitude changed drastically and she never answered my phone again!"

"Did she find her head dropped..."

"It shouldn't be her discovery, but Lao Zhou exposed..."

Xing Baimao said: "Lao Zhouwan women like to take pictures. I think they also took photos of Xiao Lan. They may threaten Xiao Lan with the photos, steal the boat or do something for him. Xiao Lan loves face so much that she has to go to other cities to open her house. How can you bear it? Xiao Lan must have poisoned him!"

"Crack~"

Zhao Guanren suddenly paused, and Xiao Lan's face was dull and dull.

"I, I didn't poison me, and Zhou Chaofeng didn't threaten me. I don't remember having **** with him..."

Xiao Lan helped him by the arm and knelt down, crying bitterly and begged: "I'm sorry! I cheated on the child and I didn't dare to know it, but I don't want to be a slut, please. Please help me, get rid of the lowering of my body!"

"Wow~"

Zhao Guanren poured a glass of water on her face, squatted down and grabbed her hair, and said: "You keep lying to me, without a word of truth, I will give you one last chance, are you a soul killer, no? Frankly, you will always be a scumbag!"

"I, I'm not a soul killer, I'm afraid you will find out about Xing Le, so I lied..."

Xiao Lan said with weeping: "At that time, I felt like I was possessed. As long as Xing Le teased me on the phone, I wanted to have a relationship with him immediately. I noticed something was wrong, but I didn't expect to drop my head. I really think that I am inferior by nature, so I hate myself so much and want to commit suicide many times!"

"The murderer is neither you nor Xing Le, is it the poison of the old enemy..."

Zhao Guanren frowned and let go of her hair, but Xiao Lan wept and shook her head again: "I don't know, but I was really a good girl before. Before marriage, I only had a boyfriend. People wronged me to sleep with the leader and save my reputation. Stinks, I've been single for seven years!"

"Boss! A discovery..."

Suddenly Haitang knocked on the door, walked in and handed a tablet computer. It turned out to be a patch of photos of Xiao Lan. He was holding Zhou Chaofeng and kissing with blurred eyes, but Xiao Lan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes I fainted as soon as I turned it over.

"Ha~ Boss, guess who this woman is..."

Haitang drew another photo. In the photo, there was a petite and beautiful young woman who was also intimidating with Zhou Chaofeng, but besides the person taking the picture, there was also a big fat man playing with a mobile phone lying down.

Zhao Guanren stood up abruptly and said in surprise, "Could it be Lei Ye's wife?"

"Yes! Wu Yuanyuan has recognized it, this is Lei Ye's wife Wang Hongyu..."

Haitang smiled and said: "The Zhou Dynasty was going to burn not only the black account, but also the USB flash drive hidden in the picture frame, but people are not as good as the sky. In order to facilitate the removal of Xiao Lan's oil paintings, the fat man took all three paintings into the Chase. In the museum, there are Wu Yuanyuan, Jiang Yuping, Mrs. Qiu, Ye Mingyan and so on on the USB flash drive, all of whom are the wives of high-ranking officials!"

"And Mrs. Qiu? Why do you drop your head so hard..."

Zhao Guanren looked at her in surprise, but Haitang drew another photo and said, "You must have seen this woman. She is Mary Su who stole the corpse venom serum. She is also one of them, but among them It's not a drop of the head at all!"

Haitang took out a few small medicine bottles from his pocket and said with a smile: "This is the real murderer who turned Xiao Lan into a slut. Look at the steel seal on this bottle!"

"Blacksail, I rely on! Black Sail..."