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Chapter 277: Painted by Painter Wu

After breakfast, Tong Mu and Bian Yu came to the gallery together. The exhibits in the middle of the exhibition hall were changed again.

Tong Mu and Bian Yu stood next to the exhibit, looking at today's beauty painting. Bian Yu introduced her to the painting method in detail.

"Bian Yu, you usually study well, right?" After listening to his introduction, Tong Mu felt Bian Yu's love for painting.

Bian Yu did not deny it, and even had a bit of pride on his face. His professional level was indeed good.

"Besides this exhibit, what other paintings do you like more?" Tong Mu asked. She was not asking Bian Yu what he really liked, but about other human skin paintings. After all, this is the center of the exhibition hall, and some things cannot be said. Say it straight.

Bian Yu took Tong Mu to the other side of the exhibition hall. There was an inconspicuous gouache painting in the corner. No matter from any aspect, it was not a good work.

In front of this painting, Tong Mu smelled the strong smell of blood again.

She glanced at Bian Yu, and Bian Yu immediately knew what she meant when he saw the look in her eyes.

Bian Yu squatted down, took out a tissue from his bag, tore off a very small piece and placed it on the ground.

Because of the air pressure, the small piece of paper on the ground was blown a small distance.

Bian Yu stood up, glanced at Tong Mu, and then looked around to make sure there were only two of them.

Bian Yu began to knock on the wall, making the same hollow sound, but the door behind the painting was still not opened.

Tong Mu frowned slightly, "Bian Yu, can you open it?"

Bian Yu pursed his lips and said nothing. He looked at the wall in front of him. He saw Manager Li in this order before. Did he remember it wrong?

"Have you seen Manager Li open the door before?" Bian Yu asked Tong Mu.

Tong Mu nodded, "I've seen it before, but I didn't pay much attention at the time. How about I give it a try?"

Bian Yu stepped aside and let Tong Mu try.

Based on the memory in his mind, Tong Mu knocked three times up and down twice, and left and right at the same time, but the door was still not opened.

The two of them just started to stare at the gouache painting in a daze.

If an uninformed person sees them like this, they will definitely think that they are admiring this painting.

"Still can't open it? What should I do?" Bian Yu whispered to Tong Mu.

Tong Mu thought for a moment, "How about we go find Manager Li and ask him to take us to see it again?"

Apart from this method, there seems to be no other way.

As soon as Tong Mu and Bian Yu finished speaking, they saw Manager Li walking in another direction not far away.

"Manager Li." Tong Mu saw the figure and shouted quickly.

Manager Li saw her without any hesitation, "Miss Fu, we meet again. How are you thinking about the previous painting?"

After saying that, he glanced at Bian Yu who was standing next to Tong Mu. His first reaction was, has the person changed again?

Tong Mu pointed to the gouache painting on the wall, "I think the style of this painting is somewhat similar to that of Painter Wu. Isn't this also a work of Painter Wu?"

Manager Li had a standard smile on his face, "Miss Fu has really good eyesight. This is an early work by Painter Wu, but the style is not mature yet. He himself is not very satisfied with the painting, so he asked the exhibition to display it Hang it in the corner."

Tong Mu nodded, and then mentioned, "By the way, I saw a sketch before. Couldn't that also be Painter Wu's early practice work?"

After listening to Tong Mu's words, Manager Li's eyes widened, "Isn't Miss Fu really not a professional? She knows the style of paintings so well. The painting you mentioned is also by Painter Wu, and it is also early."

Tong Mu chuckled at these complimentary words, "Manager Li is so complimentary. He just likes Painter Wu's works better. You can tell at a glance. If it's someone else's, I really can't tell the difference."

"Painter Wu will be very happy if he knows that you like his paintings so much." Manager Li probably wanted to say something else, but after saying this, he paused and did not continue.

"Manager Li, please excuse me. I just want to ask you this. If you have anything to do, go and get busy." Tong Mu nodded slightly to Manager Li.

After hearing this, Manager Li did not hesitate again. He was indeed a bit busy today.

Bian Yu was a little confused as to why Tong Mu let him go. As soon as Manager Li left, Tong Mu looked at Bian Yu and said, "Let's find out how many paintings by Wu are in this gallery and mark their locations.

"

As for the sketch, it was actually Tong Mu who guessed it, but he didn't expect that it was also painted by Painter Wu.

Now that a professional like Bian Yu is around, it becomes much easier to identify a person's painting style.

Tong Mu and Bian Yu wandered around the gallery. Whenever Bian Yu pointed out a painting, Tong Mu would either smell the smell of blood or the smell of rot as long as he got close. A terrible suspicion, or perhaps a fact, gradually emerged.

in her mind.

The two visited the entire art exhibition, hurried back to the hotel before it got dark, and then marked the places where Wu's paintings were hung on the map of the gallery.

Tong Mu and the other three people gathered around the picture and saw the dots directly connected by Zhou Can. "Look, does this picture look like a simple drawing of a person's outline?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the room.

Tong Mu took a deep breath and pointed to the top point, "What I smell here is the smell of rot, and then moving down, here is the smell of blood."

When they went to see the paintings, Tong Mu also wrote down everything he smelled.

"Is there a possibility that you smell the rotten smell because some parts cannot be treated, so they can only be piled up, and then a rotten smell forms?" Zhou Can couldn't help himself when he thought of this scene.

Feeling sick.

Tong Mu couldn't help but turn pale. The rotting flesh was covered with maggots. She definitely didn't want to see that scene again.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and it was Fu Guanmo who asked someone to bring dinner to Tong Mu. Looking at Tong Mu's sumptuous dinner, tears of envy flowed from the corners of Zhou Can and Bian Yu's mouths.

Fu Guanmo knew that Zhou Can and Bian Yu would definitely have dinner with Tong Mu today, so he directly prepared a meal for three people.

Zhou Can and Bian Yu have been dining in the hotel restaurant these days. Every meal is very vegetarian, with no meat at all.

Tong Mu thought of that scene and lost his appetite, "You guys can eat, I have no appetite."

Zhou Can looked at the resistance on Tong Mu's face and was a little worried, "Mumu, what's wrong with you?"

However, before Tong Mu could answer, Fu Guanmo appeared. He walked to Tong Mu and sat down, holding her hand, "Eat as much as you like, I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it."

Tong Mu's face was full of embarrassment.

Bian Yu also lost his appetite instantly and ate dog food until he was full.
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