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In the quiet study room, a deep sadness appeared in Professor Gao's eyes.

It seems that he is a victim and is not in the same group as Xiangongtang.

"Professor Gao, if you don't mind, you can tell me what's going on." I said sincerely.

"Before I tell you this, I need to ask you a question first." Professor Gao wiped his eyes and regained his wise look.

"Please say."

"What do you want from me?" Professor Gao looked at me calmly.

I was a little surprised. I thought he would ask how I knew the secret of Xuanwu Tu.

"Actually, my purpose is the same as yours, and I am also pursuing the secret of this painting." I thought about it and said truthfully.

Professor Gao was slightly taken aback and said, "You also have relatives who suffered from this?"

"That's right." I nodded.

"I'd like to ask, who is it?"

"My father, he disappeared two years ago."

As soon as I checked this, I found out that it was my best excuse.

Moreover, my father's disappearance and this picture are all related to the twenty-eight constellations, so I am not completely lying.

"Is he missing too?" Professor Gao opened his eyes wide.

"Yes, one day he went out as usual, and then never came back. The clue I can find is this painting."

"Same as my wife!" Professor Gao looked at me closely, as if he had found a companion, and he was a little excited.

"My wife left one day twenty years ago and never came back, leaving only the Xuanwu Picture."

"We are both fallen from the world, Professor Gao, we can help each other." My eyes were sincere.

"Why do you say that Zhang Jianming took your wife away?"

Professor Gao took a long breath, looked blank for a few seconds, and then slowly talked about what happened back then.

"Zhang Jianming is a friend of my wife."

"The people are very ordinary, and they rarely interact with each other. We occasionally make phone calls to see each other. At first, I didn't pay much attention to him."

"But he came to my house the day before my wife disappeared."

"When I came home from get off work, I happened to see him leaving. I didn't know what they talked about, and my wife didn't tell me."

"Because that night, my wife behaved normally."

Professor Gao fell into memories.

"I opened the door and she took my bag and coat as usual and put them on the shelf at the door."

"There is hot tea she made on the coffee table, and the temperature is just right."

"Then, after she cooked some of my favorite dishes, she held my arm and went out for a walk."

"Before going to bed, I sorted out all the clothes in the cabinet and told me to take care of myself."

Professor Gao was stunned, tears gradually overflowing from his eyes.

The scene from more than twenty years ago was still vivid in his mind, which showed that he had recalled the scene at that time countless times.

"Now it seems that she already knew that she would never come back, so she was saying goodbye to me in her own way."

"But I didn't see anything!"

Professor Gao was heartbroken and covered his face with his hands. His thin shoulders shook a few times. He paused and forced himself to calm down.

"I don't know what I did wrong for her to leave me."

"I searched for her like crazy. Only then did I realize that I knew very little about her."

"Except for my name, I don't even know what job I did before or how many friends I have."

I wondered: "If you don't know a person at all, how did you get married?"

"She is an orphan, without a father or a mother. So for us to get married, we only need her ID and my ID." Professor Gao sighed.

"What I focus on is the present and the future. I don't care what her past is like."

"After she left, there was no trace of her in the city."

"The only clue is the painting under her pillow."

Despite his efforts to restrain himself, Professor Gao's eyes were still red.

"This painting must have been given to her by Zhang Jianming, because before that, we definitely didn't have anything like that in our home."

"I even suspect that Zhang Jianming kidnapped and killed her. But this cannot be confirmed."

"The police found everyone named Zhang Jianming in the city. I carefully identified each one, but there was no one that my wife had seen."

"The police speculated that the name Zhang Jianming was simply fake, so I focused on the painting."

"She left the painting to me, she must have wanted to remind me of something."

"But I can't figure out why she suddenly disappeared after seeing this painting."

"For so many years, I have tried so hard to figure out what secrets there are in this painting."

"So, Mr. Li."

Professor Gao said a lot in one breath and looked at me expectantly.

"If you know where Zhang Jianming is and the secret of this painting, please tell me!"

At this moment, what is in front of me is not a great painter with both fame and fortune, but a husband who is suffering from the disappearance of his wife.

I feel the pain of losing a loved one.

"I don't know much about this painting. The turtle and snake represent Xuanwu, which was only discovered recently, and Xuanwu is one of the four images among the twenty-eight constellations."

I calmed down my emotions and spoke slowly.

"In short, your wife's disappearance is related to the Twenty-Eight Constellations."

"And this man named Zhang Jianming has been looking for the Twenty-Eight Constellations."

I can't tell him everything I know. I can't tell him the horoscope. I can only talk about it in general terms.

"Perhaps your wife knew something, and Zhang Jianming threatened her with your safety. She had to leave in order to protect you."

"Protect me?" Professor Gao was shocked again.

I suddenly had a guess.

Professor Gao's wife may also be a member of the Xiangongtang.

The Xuanwu Picture is the token of Xiangongtang.

When Zhang Jianming handed the painting to her, she had to leave Professor Gao and return to Xiangongtang.

Xiangongtang’s whereabouts are treacherous and its methods are extraordinary.

It is not difficult to give her a new identity.

Therefore, no matter how much Professor Gao and the police investigated, they could not find any trace of her, as if she had disappeared from the world.

But then I thought about it and it felt wrong.

If so, why did she leave the Xuanwu Tu?

If she really left for Professor Gao, she shouldn't have left this dangerous token behind, and she should have kept Professor Gao away from all this.

"Mr. Li, you have also met Zhang Jianming, right? How much do you know about him? Do you know where he is?"

Professor Gao's question interrupted my thoughts.

"The Zhang Jianming we met must not be the same person, because the age is different. The one I saw was only around thirty."

"But the man my wife met is about the same age as me. How could this happen? Isn't he old?" Professor Gao was shocked.

"This is not difficult to understand. As you said, Zhang Jianming is just a fake name. Anyone can impersonate him."

Professor Gao was startled, and collapsed like a deflated ball.

"So, actually you don't know much. Could it be that I will never see her again in my lifetime?"

"I also came to you hoping to get more clues from you. Now it seems that we are all the same."

I smiled bitterly.

"However, Professor Gao, you can give me a photo or portrait of your wife. If I find relevant clues, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"Thank you very much." Professor Gao nodded dejectedly and reached out to open the desk drawer.

"By the way, Professor Gao, do you have a CD of cartoons at home? It should be easy for a great painter like you to make a cartoon, right?"

I asked pretending not to.

"What disc?" Professor Gao raised his head in confusion.

"Wen Yuan said that when he was a child, he found an animation disc at home, the content of which was Little Red Riding Hood." I looked at Professor Gao intently.

Professor Gao's eyes were confused: "I never watch cartoons, and I don't play CDs at home."