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Officer Wang wanted to make a record of the informant, but he heard Gu Chen shouting. He had no choice but to go over.
Gu Chen's room looks like an old warehouse with many painting tools stacked in it.
But relatively speaking, the room is relatively tidy, especially with a few fire extinguishers inside.
From this point of view, the ponytail man is a bit of security awareness.
"What do you want me to do?" Officer Wang came up and asked.
"Senior brother Wang and sister Lu, come here quickly." Shouts Gu Chen, holding some of his paintings with flaws in front of him.
Lu Weiwei's face was dignified. After looking at it, she asked, "brother Gu, there is nothing special except that the paint drops on the drawing paper."
"Yes." Officer Wang also took over one of the paintings and said, "it may be that this gentleman accidentally knocked over the paint when he was painting, so this is just a discarded manuscript."
In fact, the most taboo in painting is the splashing of paint.
In fact, every perfect work has to be changed several times, which is also a normal situation.
"I'm not talking about this, but the signature on it." Gu Chen slid his finger to the upper right corner and said, "I don't know if you've ever known about it?"
"A Gu Da?" Lu Weiwei bit her finger and thought, "it seems that I heard of it somewhere."
"It should be a nickname, isn't it?" Wang said? Just like all writers have pen names, it's the same reason. "
"But the key is that a Guda, who is very famous in the painting and calligraphy circles, is also very mysterious." Gu Chen took out his mobile phone, and on the page of the search engine, he entered the words "a Gu DA in Jiangnan City", and then handed the mobile phone to officer Wang.
"You see, Aguda is a wandering painter in Jiangnan City. He has always been mysterious. When he goes out to paint, he always wears a mask and a hat. Many people have never seen his real face."
"You mean? Is the reporter a Guta? " Officer Wang looked at the man with ponytail behind him and asked.
"May I have your name, sir?" Lu Weiwei turned to look at him and asked softly.
"My name is Gao Shan, a native of Jiangnan City." Looking at the painting in Gu Chen's hand, the man with ponytail nodded and admitted: "yes, I have been painting with the signature of" a Guda "for many years. Unexpectedly, someone knows me here?"
"No wonder your paintings are so valuable." Gu Chen was also overjoyed. He said, "when I was a primary school student, I witnessed your signed works in a painting and calligraphy exhibition. That was the first time I was interested in painting. Your work at that time was called" countryside ". I still remember clearly that the content was mainly based on Hakka culture."
"That's all in the past." The man with a ponytail waved his hand and said calmly: "I like to live a free life and don't want to be disturbed by the secular world. Therefore, I never appear in public. People who know me are limited to the circle of calligraphy and painting."
It's rare to meet people who know goods. The man with ponytail is also a little lucky.
In fact, in this kind of circle, fame is more important than strength.
The same painting has the same level and style.
However, as long as they are evaluated by the literature and art experts jury of the humanities Academy of calligraphy and painting and the art exchange center, the artists with the title of "contemporary powerful Runge artists" can often reach the level of 10000 yuan per square foot in their works.
For those who need to draw and write on the spot, 20% to 30% can be charged according to the above Runge standard.
And those who do not have such a title, that is, the wandering painters outside the system, even if they have the strength, there is a big difference in the price of their works.
Therefore, a Gu Da belongs to the latter.
However, a Gu Da's name is quite famous in the painting and calligraphy circles.
After all, his mystery and low-key make many people follow his works crazily.
However, in recent years, a Guda's works are rare, so the price of his collection is also rising.
So it's not too much to say that the price of his works is worth 2 million yuan.
"Lao Wang, what shall we do now?" Lu Weiwei looks around and feels like she should take action.
"On the whole, there are no signs of damage to the doors and windows of your house, which means that the thief should not have pried the door in. Is it possible that you have made a mistake in remembering? Maybe this painting has not been put at home at all?"
"No way." Gao Shan shook his head, and he replied with great certainty: "I'm 100% sure that this painting must have disappeared at home. You must believe me. That's my five years' hard work. Anyway, I'll help me find it back. Thank you first."
Gao Shan almost knelt down to officer Wang.
"How can I afford it?" Officer Wang quickly held him: "you get up first, don't do this."
Lu Weiwei also sighed. She turned her head and looked at Gu Chen. She asked, "brother Gu, do you have any opinion?"
"If the painting is really stolen, the thief must also know the high value of the painting." Gu Chen stopped, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "maybe we can go to the auction houses in Jiangnan City and check the black market. This kind of thing is just circulating to these places.""What if it goes to foreign markets?" Lu Weiwei gives a hypothesis.
"Then we can't investigate for the time being. After all, the permission procedure is more complicated." Officer Wang also told the truth.
Gu Chen nodded and said: "at present, we can only start from the circulation link."
After all, the clues given by Gaoshan are too few, and there is no sign of being locked at home. It is really difficult to investigate.
Gu Chen finds out the picture of the lost painting from Takayama's mobile phone.
From the photos, it should be the pictures taken at a certain exhibition, and the thief may have been in that exhibition and focused on a Gu Da's works.
"Comrade police, this is my painstaking efforts for many years. Please help me find it." Gao Shan's face was heavy, and he seemed to be upset at the loss of his painting.
Lu Weiwei comforted: "a Gu Da, oh no, Mr. Gao, we will try our best. If you have more clues, you can continue to provide us with them."
"Yes, I'll do my best." Gao Shan is very polite.
After searching again and again, the three people are ready to go to the auction house and the black market to ask about the situation. After all, there is a high probability that this painting will appear.
"Ah? What is this? " Gu Chen is suddenly attracted by an abnormal situation in the living room.
Lu Weiwei and officer Wang turned their heads at the same time.
In the corner of the living room was a fine birdcage, in which lay a stiff Canary body.
Gao Shan also noticed Gu Chen's concern and went forward and said, "this is my favorite pet canary. It has been with me for many years. Recently, due to the painting, he has neglected it. So, I didn't expect that..."
"Dead?" Lu Weiwei moved forward and looked at the dead canary in front of her. She couldn't help feeling: "you are really. You lost your painting, but can't your pet care about it?"
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." Takayama also admitted his fault.
Gu Chen didn't speak. He looked at the bottom of the cage. There were several pieces of untreated bird droppings and crumbs on the ground.
Later, Gu Chen took out the evidence collection bag and collected all these things.
……
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Officer Wang wanted to make a record of the informant, but he heard Gu Chen shouting. He had no choice but to go over.
Gu Chen's room looks like an old warehouse with many painting tools stacked in it.
But relatively speaking, the room is relatively tidy, especially with a few fire extinguishers inside.
From this point of view, the ponytail man is a bit of security awareness.
"What do you want me to do?" Officer Wang came up and asked.
"Senior brother Wang and sister Lu, come here quickly." Shouts Gu Chen, holding some of his paintings with flaws in front of him.
Lu Weiwei's face was dignified. After looking at it, she asked, "brother Gu, there is nothing special except that the paint drops on the drawing paper."
"Yes." Officer Wang also took over one of the paintings and said, "it may be that this gentleman accidentally knocked over the paint when he was painting, so this is just a discarded manuscript."
In fact, the most taboo in painting is the splashing of paint.
In fact, every perfect work has to be changed several times, which is also a normal situation.
"I'm not talking about this, but the signature on it." Gu Chen slid his finger to the upper right corner and said, "I don't know if you've ever known about it?"
"A Gu Da?" Lu Weiwei bit her finger and thought, "it seems that I heard of it somewhere."
"It should be a nickname, isn't it?" Wang said? Just like all writers have pen names, it's the same reason. "
"But the key is that a Guda, who is very famous in the painting and calligraphy circles, is also very mysterious." Gu Chen took out his mobile phone, and on the page of the search engine, he entered the words "a Gu DA in Jiangnan City", and then handed the mobile phone to officer Wang.
"You see, Aguda is a wandering painter in Jiangnan City. He has always been mysterious. When he goes out to paint, he always wears a mask and a hat. Many people have never seen his real face."
"You mean? Is the reporter a Guta? " Officer Wang looked at the man with ponytail behind him and asked.
"May I have your name, sir?" Lu Weiwei turned to look at him and asked softly.
"My name is Gao Shan, a native of Jiangnan City." Looking at the painting in Gu Chen's hand, the man with ponytail nodded and admitted: "yes, I have been painting with the signature of" a Guda "for many years. Unexpectedly, someone knows me here?"
"No wonder your paintings are so valuable." Gu Chen was also overjoyed. He said, "when I was a primary school student, I witnessed your signed works in a painting and calligraphy exhibition. That was the first time I was interested in painting. Your work at that time was called" countryside ". I still remember clearly that the content was mainly based on Hakka culture."
"That's all in the past." The man with a ponytail waved his hand and said calmly: "I like to live a free life and don't want to be disturbed by the secular world. Therefore, I never appear in public. People who know me are limited to the circle of calligraphy and painting."
It's rare to meet people who know goods. The man with ponytail is also a little lucky.
In fact, in this kind of circle, fame is more important than strength.
The same painting has the same level and style.
However, as long as they are evaluated by the literature and art experts jury of the humanities Academy of calligraphy and painting and the art exchange center, the artists with the title of "contemporary powerful Runge artists" can often reach the level of 10000 yuan per square foot in their works.
For those who need to draw and write on the spot, 20% to 30% can be charged according to the above Runge standard.
And those who do not have such a title, that is, the wandering painters outside the system, even if they have the strength, there is a big difference in the price of their works.
Therefore, a Gu Da belongs to the latter.
However, a Gu Da's name is quite famous in the painting and calligraphy circles.
After all, his mystery and low-key make many people follow his works crazily.
However, in recent years, a Guda's works are rare, so the price of his collection is also rising.
So it's not too much to say that the price of his works is worth 2 million yuan.
"Lao Wang, what shall we do now?" Lu Weiwei looks around and feels like she should take action.
"On the whole, there are no signs of damage to the doors and windows of your house, which means that the thief should not have pried the door in. Is it possible that you have made a mistake in remembering? Maybe this painting has not been put at home at all?"
"No way." Gao Shan shook his head, and he replied with great certainty: "I'm 100% sure that this painting must have disappeared at home. You must believe me. That's my five years' hard work. Anyway, I'll help me find it back. Thank you first."
Gao Shan almost knelt down to officer Wang.
"How can I afford it?" Officer Wang quickly held him: "you get up first, don't do this."
Lu Weiwei also sighed. She turned her head and looked at Gu Chen. She asked, "brother Gu, do you have any opinion?"
"If the painting is really stolen, the thief must also know the high value of the painting." Gu Chen stopped, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "maybe we can go to the auction houses in Jiangnan City and check the black market. This kind of thing is just circulating to these places.""What if it goes to foreign markets?" Lu Weiwei gives a hypothesis.
"Then we can't investigate for the time being. After all, the permission procedure is more complicated." Officer Wang also told the truth.
Gu Chen nodded and said: "at present, we can only start from the circulation link."
After all, the clues given by Gaoshan are too few, and there is no sign of being locked at home. It is really difficult to investigate.
Gu Chen finds out the picture of the lost painting from Takayama's mobile phone.
From the photos, it should be the pictures taken at a certain exhibition, and the thief may have been in that exhibition and focused on a Gu Da's works.
"Comrade police, this is my painstaking efforts for many years. Please help me find it." Gao Shan's face was heavy, and he seemed to be upset at the loss of his painting.
Lu Weiwei comforted: "a Gu Da, oh no, Mr. Gao, we will try our best. If you have more clues, you can continue to provide us with them."
"Yes, I'll do my best." Gao Shan is very polite.
After searching again and again, the three people are ready to go to the auction house and the black market to ask about the situation. After all, there is a high probability that this painting will appear.
"Ah? What is this? " Gu Chen is suddenly attracted by an abnormal situation in the living room.
Lu Weiwei and officer Wang turned their heads at the same time.
In the corner of the living room was a fine birdcage, in which lay a stiff Canary body.
Gao Shan also noticed Gu Chen's concern and went forward and said, "this is my favorite pet canary. It has been with me for many years. Recently, due to the painting, he has neglected it. So, I didn't expect that..."
"Dead?" Lu Weiwei moved forward and looked at the dead canary in front of her. She couldn't help feeling: "you are really. You lost your painting, but can't your pet care about it?"
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." Takayama also admitted his fault.
Gu Chen didn't speak. He looked at the bottom of the cage. There were several pieces of untreated bird droppings and crumbs on the ground.
Later, Gu Chen took out the evidence collection bag and collected all these things.
……
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Officer Wang wanted to make a record of the informant, but he heard Gu Chen shouting. He had no choice but to go over. Gu Chen's room looks like an old warehouse with many painting tools stacked in it. But relatively speaking, the room is relatively tidy, especially with a few fire extinguishers inside. From this point of view, the ponytail man is a bit of security awareness. "What do you want me to do?" Officer Wang came up and asked. "Senior brother Wang and sister Lu, come here quickly." Shouts Gu Chen, holding some of his paintings with flaws in front of him. Lu Weiwei's face was dignified. After looking at it, she asked, "brother Gu, there is nothing special except that the paint drops on the drawing paper." "Yes." Officer Wang also took over one of the paintings and said, "it may be that this gentleman accidentally knocked over the paint when he was painting, so this is just a discarded manuscript." In fact, the most taboo in painting is the splashing of paint. In fact, every perfect work has to be changed several times, which is also a normal situation. "I'm not talking about this, but the signature on it." Gu Chen slid his finger to the upper right corner and said, "I don't know if you've ever known about it?" "A Gu Da?" Lu Weiwei bit her finger and thought, "it seems that I heard of it somewhere." "It should be a nickname, isn't it?" Wang said? Just like all writers have pen names, it's the same reason. " "But the key is that a Guda, who is very famous in the painting and calligraphy circles, is also very mysterious." Gu Chen took out his mobile phone, and on the page of the search engine, he entered the words "a Gu DA in Jiangnan City", and then handed the mobile phone to officer Wang. "You see, Aguda is a wandering painter in Jiangnan City. He has always been mysterious. When he goes out to paint, he always wears a mask and a hat. Many people have never seen his real face." "You mean? Is the reporter a Guta? " Officer Wang looked at the man with ponytail behind him and asked. "May I have your name, sir?" Lu Weiwei turned to look at him and asked softly. "My name is Gao Shan, a native of Jiangnan City." Looking at the painting in Gu Chen's hand, the man with ponytail nodded and admitted: "yes, I have been painting with the signature of" a Guda "for many years. Unexpectedly, someone knows me here?" "No wonder your paintings are so valuable." Gu Chen was also overjoyed. He said, "when I was a primary school student, I witnessed your signed works in a painting and calligraphy exhibition. That was the first time I was interested in painting. Your work at that time was called" countryside ". I still remember clearly that the content was mainly based on Hakka culture." "That's all in the past." The man with a ponytail waved his hand and said calmly: "I like to live a free life and don't want to be disturbed by the secular world. Therefore, I never appear in public. People who know me are limited to the circle of calligraphy and painting." It's rare to meet people who know goods. The man with ponytail is also a little lucky. In fact, in this kind of circle, fame is more important than strength. The same painting has the same level and style. However, as long as they are evaluated by the literature and art experts jury of the humanities Academy of calligraphy and painting and the art exchange center, the artists with the title of "contemporary powerful Runge artists" can often reach the level of 10000 yuan per square foot in their works. For those who need to draw and write on the spot, 20% to 30% can be charged according to the above Runge standard. And those who do not have such a title, that is, the wandering painters outside the system, even if they have the strength, there is a big difference in the price of their works. Therefore, a Gu Da belongs to the latter. However, a Gu Da's name is quite famous in the painting and calligraphy circles. After all, his mystery and low-key make many people follow his works crazily. However, in recent years, a Guda's works are rare, so the price of his collection is also rising. So it's not too much to say that the price of his works is worth 2 million yuan. "Lao Wang, what shall we do now?" Lu Weiwei looks around and feels like she should take action. "On the whole, there are no signs of damage to the doors and windows of your house, which means that the thief should not have pried the door in. Is it possible that you have made a mistake in remembering? Maybe this painting has not been put at home at all?" "No way." Gao Shan shook his head, and he replied with great certainty: "I'm 100% sure that this painting must have disappeared at home. You must believe me. That's my five years' hard work. Anyway, I'll help me find it back. Thank you first." Gao Shan almost knelt down to officer Wang. "How can I afford it?" Officer Wang quickly held him: "you get up first, don't do this." Lu Weiwei also sighed. She turned her head and looked at Gu Chen. She asked, "brother Gu, do you have any opinion?" "If the painting is really stolen, the thief must also know the high value of the painting." Gu Chen stopped, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "maybe we can go to the auction houses in Jiangnan City and check the black market. This kind of thing is just circulating to these places.""What if it goes to foreign markets?" Lu Weiwei gives a hypothesis. "Then we can't investigate for the time being. After all, the permission procedure is more complicated." Officer Wang also told the truth. Gu Chen nodded and said: "at present, we can only start from the circulation link." After all, the clues given by Gaoshan are too few, and there is no sign of being locked at home. It is really difficult to investigate. Gu Chen finds out the picture of the lost painting from Takayama's mobile phone. From the photos, it should be the pictures taken at a certain exhibition, and the thief may have been in that exhibition and focused on a Gu Da's works. "Comrade police, this is my painstaking efforts for many years. Please help me find it." Gao Shan's face was heavy, and he seemed to be upset at the loss of his painting. Lu Weiwei comforted: "a Gu Da, oh no, Mr. Gao, we will try our best. If you have more clues, you can continue to provide us with them." "Yes, I'll do my best." Gao Shan is very polite. After searching again and again, the three people are ready to go to the auction house and the black market to ask about the situation. After all, there is a high probability that this painting will appear. "Ah? What is this? " Gu Chen is suddenly attracted by an abnormal situation in the living room. Lu Weiwei and officer Wang turned their heads at the same time. In the corner of the living room was a fine birdcage, in which lay a stiff Canary body. Gao Shan also noticed Gu Chen's concern and went forward and said, "this is my favorite pet canary. It has been with me for many years. Recently, due to the painting, he has neglected it. So, I didn't expect that..." "Dead?" Lu Weiwei moved forward and looked at the dead canary in front of her. She couldn't help feeling: "you are really. You lost your painting, but can't your pet care about it?" "Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." Takayama also admitted his fault. Gu Chen didn't speak. He looked at the bottom of the cage. There were several pieces of untreated bird droppings and crumbs on the ground. Later, Gu Chen took out the evidence collection bag and collected all these things. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
