absurd deduction game.

Chapter 491 The Threat Letter Before the Exhibition
The person in charge shut up.

It wasn't that the person in charge was frightened by Zhao Yijiu's eyes, but he felt Zhao Yijiu's determination not to be moved by his eyes, and felt that there was no need to continue to induce, anyway, there was no result.

The red crystal ball reflected the face of the person in charge and fell into Zhao Yijiu's eyes. The expression on the person in charge's expression was the two words "boring".

Over there, Yu Xing finally waited until several painters finished watching the oil painting enthusiastically, and got a positive result.

"It's a fake, it's all Clodir's fault, haha, forgive me for laughing unkindly."

"This is really embarrassing. In fact, how do I feel that this painting is not worse than that painted by Clodier himself?"

"Actually, this painting is already very good. If it's because of this reason that Clodier didn't realize that it wasn't his own painting at the beginning, it's understandable."

The painters talked to each other, some ruthlessly ridiculed their peers, and some seemed to speak for their peers, but in fact it did not have any effect.

Yu Xing was smiling at the side, silently watching these painters with poor painting skills, laughing and laughing, and finally waited for a word from the person in charge.

"The result is already obvious. Congratulations, guest, you have won the quota to stay in the art gallery after the exhibition." The person in charge stood up and came to Yu Xing. The two-meter-tall man looked down at Yu Xing, Then he held out a hand, as if he wanted to shake it.

His figure became even more indistinct after leaving the light of the red crystal ball. Yu Xing squinted his eyes and could only see a dark blurred shadow. The person in charge had no breath of life, let alone breathing. If you don't look at him, you may not be able to feel such an existence by your side.

Yu Xing stretched out his hand, but was prompted by inspiration just before he held it.

He took his hand back silently, and said with a smile: "When I was identifying fake paintings just now, my hand hurt a little bit, and it hurts a lot. Please forgive me for being unreasonable, Mr. Responsible Person."

The person in charge paused for a moment, Shi Shiran withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Of course."

The painters on the round table were still discussing about the painting intensely. The person in charge turned his head, his voice was low and gentle, but with no doubts: "Be quiet, ladies and gentlemen, we should give some help to the guests who helped us. Rewarded."

The painters suddenly fell silent, and Yu Xing watched this scene with great interest. It seemed that although the painter chatted with the fat man sitting in the lower seat on an equal footing, he also chatted with the art gallery staff on the left and right sides of the person in charge, but The person in charge is still humble. Although they seem to have different personalities, at this moment, they all have a kind of behavior that can be called obedient.

For the painters, the person in charge of the art museum brought them not only the cooperative relationship in the exhibition, but also some kind of unknown... oppression?control?

He can't be sure, but he thinks this phenomenon is very interesting, maybe he can know something inside later.

"Please wait for your companion to wait outside the door and avoid. We will tell you all the information you should know during this time." The person in charge pointed to Zhao Yijiu, who now looks far away at Zhao Yijiu. It's not as gentle as before, but it's like looking at an item with no value.

Zhao Yijiu almost sneered.

He looked at Yu Xing: "Then I'll go out and wait for you."

Yu Xing waved at him: "Okay, I'll tell you the story as soon as I go out, I don't have any scruples about you~"

Zhao Yijiu was a little surprised. He felt that it would be strange if Yu Xing said this to him, and it was unnecessary.

It seems that Yu Xing should have said it to the others in the room, why?In order to prove to these things who don't know whether they are people or ghosts that they are companions who trust each other?But what is the purpose of doing this?

He turned around, opened the red wooden door, and when he was about to step out of the room, he suddenly thought—did Yu Xing really not hear what the person in charge said to him when he participated in the discussion with those painters just now?

Although they were all deprived of their abilities and sacrifices, Zhao Yijiu never thought that he understood Yu Xing's strength before entering the absurd deduction game, in case he could hear the hidden voice from ghosts through some principle before ...

Doesn't that mean that Yu Xing heard all the inducements the person in charge gave him just now?Yu Xing's reaction now became obvious. He himself responded to the person in charge with a sentence of "fuck". Especially those who make small moves behind the scenes.

Zhao Yijiu felt that he had discovered the truth. He thought it was a little funny, and he mourned for the person in charge by the way. Bi respecting the person in charge's malicious behavior was definitely written down by Yu Xing in the small vengeance notebook.

He walked out the door briskly, and did not close the door, but left a small gap.

Of course he couldn't hear the sound inside, but if Yu Xing wanted to run out, he could save the time of twisting the handle.

Seeing the person leaving the door, Yu Xing turned his eyes away from the person's back, and turned to look at the person in charge: "Is it time for me to ask questions?"

"If you want to understand this matter by asking questions, of course you can." The person in charge always seemed so easy to talk, he walked to the sofa beside him, and invited Yu Xing to sit with him on the sofa and talk in detail.

Yu Xing didn't want to stand by the round table all the time, so he happily came to the sofa and sat down, feeling a lot more comfortable. The others still sat on the round table, but it was quieter than before.

After he sat down, he asked the first question: "The question I want to know most now is, what is the use of the quota I got? In other words, after the exhibition is over, is there any activity left?" ?”

In fact, he had some guesses. After all, when he was on the first floor, he heard the auction mentioned by Fatty’s staff and Ms. Linda in the chat. He asked this question just to test that the plot of the auction belonged to the copy of the museum. Or does it belong to some other building, such as a possible auction house.

In fact, during the period of appraising the paintings, he also thought clearly that there is a high probability that the auction will be a copy of the plot of another building, because if the plot of the art museum is mixed with so many things, it will be too cumbersome, and there are only five places for fakes. First, if the final auction plot is only for five people, and it is more important, then it would be a waste of such a large venue.

"There are no other activities, and this is also related to what I am about to explain to you, why there are fakes mixed into the exhibition." The person in charge said lightly, "With this quota, you will get a help from the art gallery. I also have the opportunity to visit the collection room on the third floor of the art museum, which is usually not open to the public, and we will only allow guests to enter under very special circumstances."

"But what does such an opportunity mean to me?" Yu Xing asked.

"That collection room has collected a lot of rare items found on the island, some of which we think are not eligible for collection and can only be kept on our behalf. If you can find your things in it..." The person in charge smiled , "If you are really lucky, then you can take it away."

What he said was weird, but Yu Xing realized it after a while. This thing is talking about sacrifices, right?
Could it be that the offerings of outsiders like them are collected in the collection room of the art museum?It's really interesting, how much do these plague bodies and pollution bodies on the island know about outsiders... After they landed on the island, the sacrifices on their bodies were scattered all over the dead island. Could there be a time gap between them?

Offerings had been present on the island for "not a short time" long before their bodies, some of which were collected by the art gallery?

Yu Xing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt as if he had touched the tail of the chaotic time on the dead island.

"Then I am really looking forward to the experience of entering the collection room. Apart from this question, I still have to ask, why are fakes mixed into the exhibition?"

"This involves some shady mice on our island." The person in charge seemed calm, but he had an unconcealable disdain when referring to his so-called mice, "We have been preparing for this exhibition for a long time. The painters were invited by us early in the morning. After communicating with them, they also agreed to hold a joint art exhibition together. For this reason, everyone spent a lot of time preparing new paintings, and also sent some paintings that are still in their own hands. An old painting in my hand."

"Well, then what?" Yu Xing spoke up, trying to be a qualified fan.

"As a result, before the opening of the art exhibition, our museum received a threatening letter, which said that someone would mix five fakes in this art exhibition. They must be the real ones that the artist can't tell apart. When the art exhibition is about to end When we made it public, we would lose face severely and make those five painters a joke in everyone's mouth."

The person in charge said: "The letter also stated that there are evil spirits in these five paintings, which will bring misfortune to the viewers. Time. Those who wrote the letter wanted to turn this art exhibition into a farce of failure, not only wanting to embarrass our museum, but even wanting the lives of the painters."

"That's right, the letter even said that if we didn't come because we were afraid, we would announce the matter so that others would know what a bunch of cowardly poor ghosts we are." Rodir is in a very bad mood now, and he is also the most anxious. He poked his head over and hurriedly said to Yu Xing, "So we are here, and each of us will check these paintings again before the exhibition starts. Except that no trace of counterfeit was found, we even thought it was a bad joke..."

"But it turns out it's not a joke." The person in charge took over the conversation, "Just before today's launch, there was an extra painting in our lounge, and that painting was a very famous painting from a The painters who did not participate in this exhibition, but we all know that the painting was collected by a private collector in his own villa, how could he come to the lounge in such a good manner?"

"So we authenticated it, and everyone thought it was the real thing, until my colleague found a word on the back of the painting - 'surprise', the paint used for the word was the same as the paint used for the painting, as if The person who sent the painting knew that we couldn't tell the difference between the real one and the fake one, and deliberately put the logo on the back."

After the person in charge said this, he shook his head: "The boss is nothing more than proving to us that those people have the ability to make imitations that are exactly the same as the original paintings, so the things mentioned in the letter are likely to happen in reality, so in order to Just in case, we're going to have you who have the skills to spot fakes help us identify the paintings."

Yu Xing thought, with the poor abilities of this group of painters, it is estimated that they really can't distinguish the difference between their own paintings and others' imitated paintings. They may not know what problems they have in painting.

For example, Clodier, before the water ghost painting changed, it should have roughly the same appearance as his own painting, but he didn't find the lines hidden in the river in the painting, which is purely blind.

He pouted in his heart, and asked politely on the surface: "How do you judge that we can do things that professional painters can't do?"

"The letter said that those terrifying evil spirits are hidden very deeply, and there is no special method to find them." The person in charge said, "So I thought of you—outsiders can always surprise people, don't they?"

Yu Xing roughly understood.

I just know that the means of the outsiders are very different from those on the island, so they are recruited as free labor. No, the outsiders even paid for the entrance fee.

Really black heart... just hang it on the street lamp.

"So you plan to ask outsiders to help you find all five fakes before the exhibition ends, so that you can avoid all subsequent losses, and the purpose of the person or those who sent the letter will also be broken." Yu Xing concluded, Seeing the person in charge nodding his head slightly, he straightened his cuffs, "Then how are you going to deal with the person who sent the letter? The other party has caused such a mess for you, so you probably won't let him go easily?"

The person in charge smiled: "Of course, but this is what we have to manage, and it will not cause any trouble to our respected guests."

The implication is that it is not Yu Xing's question to ask about the following matters.

The person in charge stood up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests: "We have said what we have to say, and I hope the guests can understand the inconvenience caused to you in this art exhibition. By the way, the quota of the five paintings is not limited to One picture per person, and if you can find more, you are also welcome to send over fakes. In this way, you may have more gains in the collection room."

Yu Xing also stood up, smiled and nodded to the person in charge: "I am also looking forward to it. Then I will take my leave."

He sensed that the person in charge and other painters wanted him to leave quickly, waved his hands in cooperation, and then walked out the door.

Zhao Yijiu was waiting for her outside the door, and he was slightly relieved when he saw him come out.

"Is there nothing in there?"

Yu Xing pulled Zhao Yijiu back, and he didn't answer until he passed a corridor: "It's nothing, judging from the strength of the rewards later, the remaining questioning session is just a supplement to the plot, and there is not much danger. It doesn't do much good either."

"Want to know what they told me?"

"I suspect that the fake paintings in this exhibition were sent by a special force."

(End of this chapter)