After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

Qi Linqing usually stays in the studio and will come back only during holidays.

The housekeepers and nanny in the courtyard house, including Cai Ji, did not anticipate the theft.

Except for the two paintings in Qi Linqing's bedroom, there are no valuable ornaments in the house.

And the things that are missing are precisely those two paintings.

As the capital of China, City B has excellent public security. The property management of this community is also very strict...

Who on earth dared to burglary?

They don't know, they can only call the police the first time.

When Cai Ji and the butler dialed 120 to deal with the police, Qi Linqing first checked his room.

There is no trace of being turned over in the bedroom.

Obviously the purpose of the thief is very clear.

He opened the safe.

Not surprisingly, the "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" inside also disappeared.

Qi Linqing's forehead twitched slightly, and a little ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

But he quickly noticed a detail, locked the safe door quietly, and exited the bedroom.

The butler asked: "Master, you just checked the room. Are there any missing things besides those two paintings?"

Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "Nothing."

He could not disclose information about "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscapes".

The butler comforted: "Wait a minute, the police will be here soon. Now that the technology is so advanced, if the other party leaves some fingerprints or something, they may be arrested and brought to justice the next day."

This is true, but Qi Linqing knows that things are by no means so simple.

Zhong Chen quickly rushed to the courtyard, looked at him up and down, and asked anxiously: "Are you okay?"

Qi Linqing: "It's okay."

Zhong Chen: "Then I lost two paintings?"

Qi Linqing: "Yeah."

Zhong Chen looked at him with a rare expression of anxiety, but in his heart he had guessed that the "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" must have been stolen.

They sat in the living room waiting for the police to intervene in the investigation. But the strange thing is that it has been more than an hour since the police have called the police, but there is still no movement outside.

In the end, Cai Ji couldn't sit still, got up and walked to the kitchen, saying:

"I'll refill a cup of tea."

Just a few steps away, he suddenly heard a police siren floating, and his expression was happy: "The police are here!"

The housekeeper and the nanny stood up and looked out.

Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen's eyes met and then retracted.

Then they also stepped outside the door.

The door outside the yard is unlocked. The police pushed in directly and swarmed towards them.

Cai Ji wondered: "Why so many people..."

Zhong Chen's complexion changed slightly.

The sergeant headed straight to Qi Linqing, took out a pair of handcuffs and put it on his wrist, and said coldly:

"Mr. Qi, you have been arrested by the Public Security Bureau of City B on suspicion of counterfeiting antiques. You have the right to remain silent, and anything you say will become evidence in court."

The few people present were taken aback.

Except Zhong Chen.

He kept staring at the sheriff with a dangerous look, and asked: "What evidence do you have?"

The sheriff didn't even look at him, so he threw a sentence:

"We wired people."

When they recovered, Qi Linqing had been taken away by the police.

Even if he was arrested suddenly, Qi Linqing was very calm throughout.

This scene fell in the eyes of the sheriff, and it just confirmed his guilt.

Qi Linqing was taken to a temporary prison in the bureau after taking the transcript.

It is night now.

He looked at the drunk gray-haired man sitting across from him, his eyes lowered and said nothing.

According to the surrounding police, the other party nearly ran into a pedestrian because of a drunk driving.

"Hey, kid, what do you keep seeing me doing?" The man squinted at him.

Qi Linqing: "There is only us here."

In this tone, I don't care who you look at.

The man laughed angrily, and asked with a cold snort, "What have you done?"

Qi Lin said lightly: "They said I was suspected of fraudulent antiques."

The man awakened a lot in an instant. He raised his eyebrows to look at Qi Linqing, and suddenly became interested.

"Seeing that you are young and have a pretty face, you actually did this? Tomb robbery or what?"

A few years ago, "Ghost Blowing Lantern", "Tomb Notes" and other adaptations of film and television dramas became popular, and Wenwan was covered with a veil of mystery. When ordinary people hear this, they will inevitably have their imaginations.

Qi Linqing: "If I think too much, I am just a painter."

Man: "Me too."

Qi Linqing: "Huh?"

The man murmured: "I used to paint too."

After they stayed there for a while, a policeman came in and opened the lock.

"Someone has come to bail you." The police sternly signaled the man to go out.

Qi Linqing raised his head, but saw the person who came to bail him very familiar.

Lai Ze, the art director of the previous filming of "Tang Yue Fengyun".

Lai Ze was also surprised when he saw him, "Qi Linqing? Why are you here?!"

Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "It's a long story."

The man turned around, his eyes rolling between them.

"You know?"

Reize explained: "This kid has acted in a TV series I directed before."

"Oh, then are you a star?" The man looked at Qi Linqing.

Qi Linqing: "No."

The man murmured: "It's a star face."

Lai Ze smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly apologized to Qi Linqing:

"Sorry, my senior hasn't been online for a long time."

Qi Linqing: "It's okay."

But... the word elder brother moved his heart slightly.

"Is this gentleman also an art director?" Qi Linqing pointed at the man.

Reize nodded and said, "Well, he is Fu Wen."

Qi Linqing was slightly stunned when he heard the words. He has watched a lot of well-known movies recently and happened to have heard of Fu Wen's name.

It is impossible for anyone in the film industry to not know him.

This legendary man is the first domestic art director to win the International Art Award.

He collaborated on two films "Senka" and "Once Upon a Time in Chuncheon", the former was produced by Hollywood and won the Oscar of that year.

The latter also won the Golden Horse Award. It is called the perfect combination of business and art.

Lai Ze didn't know what Qi Linqing had committed and was imprisoned in the bureau. He went to communicate with the police and wanted to use the lawyers he brought to release Qi Linqing on bail.

But it was not as easy as imagined.

Qi Linqing persuaded Lai Ze to go first. For one, he is indeed innocent, and for both, people outside of him will definitely come to bail him immediately. As the news spreads, it is impossible for the Qi family to sit back and wait for death.

Lai Ze had to lead Fu Wen out.

But he did not leave, but stood at the door waiting to find out what happened.

He noticed the paparazzi around with sharp eyes, and his heart sank.

Fu Wen: "Who is that kid just now? At a young age, he speaks with a squishy taste, like he fell into a book bag."

Reize was helpless. "Teacher Fu, you can Baidu it yourself."

Fu Wenyiyan opened Baidu and was taken aback when he saw that the other party won the National Chinese Painting Championship of the Ink Cup.

That kid turned out to be a real painter.

Ten minutes later, Zhong Chen, Yan Jiade and others hurriedly appeared at the door and released him on bail.

After learning that the two paintings of Fu Yi Daibi and Yuan Sihao had been stolen, Yan Jiade's expression was so gloomy that it dripped water.

Zhong Chen was even more puzzled.

He and Qi Linqing are both children of the rich family in this life, and the money power of the Qi family and the Zhong family is rooted in City B.

How could the sheriff suddenly engage in a surprise attack?

"Unless, they have obtained sufficient evidence." Yan Jiade said.

Zhong Chen's face sank: "It is impossible for Qi Linqing to be suspected of fraudulent antiques. A few days ago, I received a message asking him whether he wanted to participate in fraudulent fraud. I clearly submitted it to the police at that time..."

Yan Jiade sighed lightly, "The evidence may also be false. He is guilty of his crime."

As soon as these four words came out, Zhong Chen's eyes flashed.

Obviously someone has long been eyeing Qi Linqing's paintings.

The news on station B is just a temptation, or an opportunity.

Sitting in the car, Qi Linqing pinched his eyebrows, seemingly tired.

"Why don't we go home first."

Both Zhong Chen and Yan Jiade knew that he was suddenly hit by this incident, and they went back to the game again, presumably already very tired.

The car drove slowly to the courtyard.

Yan Jiade looked at Qi Linqing and said earnestly: "I said before that if Fu Yi's real painting comes out, it will definitely cause a sensation. As the owner of this painting, you will definitely become a thorn in the eyes of some people."

Qi Linqing: "Some people?"

Yan Jiade: "I wanted to tell you last time, but I haven't found the opportunity. In addition to the major art academies and calligraphy and painting associations, there is another ancient force in the Chinese painting industry today. Sounds like a novel, doesn't it? But this is a conclusive fact. They are divided into southern factions and northern factions, which are inherited from a thousand-year-old family. They are not known. When you contributed dozens of lost techniques, we thought you came from these families..."

Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen listened attentively.

Yan Jiade continued to say: "Nowadays, they are not confined to traditional Chinese painting, and they are more focused on antique writing. With the legacy left by their ancestors, after the reform and opening up, this group of people gradually controlled Jiangnan. Almost all antique markets, even participating in counterfeiting and production of counterfeit products, have muddled the originally good pool of original ecological pools. However, the struggle between the two factions is very serious on their own. If they unite, the antique market in China may be completely overturned. "

When Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen heard this, their hearts were complicated.

No wonder the other party dared to do it. With such strength rooted in the turbulent dark place, it is indeed possible to enter the quadrangle courtyard silently and to make the police mistakenly believe that he is involved in antique fraud.

Yan Jiade was also worried that their children would not understand what is called the Southern School and the Northern School, so he deliberately explained it:

"The dispute between the Southern School and the Northern School has existed since ancient times. The Tang Dynasty was a very important historical turning point. At that time, the Northern School was strong, while the Southern School was weak. The painting Saint Fu Yi, as we know it, belonged to the Southern School. The policy proposed by Liang Luoduan was to establish a painting academy, and the Southern School gradually emerged. By the time of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the Southern School had far surpassed the Northern School in terms of the number and influence of well-known painters."

Yan Jiade didn't even know that the two famous historical figures, the painting saints and national teachers in his mouth, were sitting in front of him at this moment.

They have personally experienced this period of history, and at this time, listening to later generations personally tells them, they will inevitably feel a little embarrassed in their hearts.

Qi Linqing thought that the "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" had also been stolen, and his right eyelid suddenly jumped twice unconsciously.

If the culprit who planted him is really from the North and South, as Professor Yan said, they found this painting... I wonder what they would think?

At the same time, major online marketing accounts have posted Weibo.

[Breaking news! Qi Linqing arrested]

[The popular Chinese painting genius entered the bureau late at night, and he responded positively...]

Netizens thought that these were just headlines for grandstanding, but when they clicked in, they realized that there were pictures and the truth.

The author has something to say: the author is starting to make up again (dog head)