Lin Chuang got familiar with the situation in the company, and after lunch, he returned to the Secret Service.
He still had one unfinished matter on his mind and could not spare all his energy to deal with Lou Fangyi.
This concern is to rescue Su Mingjun.
According to his judgment, tonight is the time to secretly execute Su Mingjun.
The execution time and execution method all come from sporadic memories of later generations. Although there are some reasonings and judgments, they have no factual basis.
Lin Chuang felt very unsure.
Although the leaders of the Ministry of Social Affairs had strictly ordered him not to participate in the rescue operation, Lin Chuang thought repeatedly that if Su Mingjun's rescue operation failed due to his own mistakes in judgment, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
In particular, Su Mingjun left an excellent impression on him. Lin Chuang believed that this underground party member with sharp words, firm will, and the pride of a scholar would be indispensable for our party, whether it is the War of Resistance Against Japan, the War of Liberation, or the future national construction cause.
Plenty of talent.
Therefore, Lin Chuang wanted to confirm again whether his judgment was correct.
He didn't want to give his actions today a noble name, he mainly wanted to put his mind at ease and sleep peacefully in the years to come.
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The arraignment order expires today, and the execution will be carried out in the evening. The special agent team will send people to jail or directly execute him. Lin Chuang must confirm these judgments and reasonings of his own one by one.
Returning to the secret service office, Lin Chuang first looked at the cars in the yard and found that all the cars from the secret service team were there.
After returning to the office, Lin Chuang put down his briefcase and went to Huang Fulin's office first.
"Section Chief, I'm thinking about it. This operation really cannot be separated from the Operations Section. How about I go and report to Section Chief Ma?" Lin Chuang looked at Huang Fulin's face and asked tentatively.
"Huh?" Huang Fulin saw Lin Chuang's sneaky look, and after thinking about it for a moment, he understood what he meant.
"Are you afraid of offending Lao Ma after the incident comes out?"
"The little idea of the humble position cannot be hidden from the section chief. This is what the humble officer thinks. The humble officer is protected by the virgin and the section chief. Naturally, he is the master who dares to go sideways in the secret service. However, the humble officer has just taken up his new position, so he can't just do it all at once.
Didn't you offend someone when you came up? Besides? There will always be a joint operation with the Operations Section in the future? If Section Chief Ma takes a grudge against the humble post, will he give the humble post a piece of cake to wear? Aren't you in trouble too, aren't you?" Lin
Chuang laughed.
"Why don't you just say it if you don't want to offend anyone? And you act like you're thinking about me. You're really naughty." Huang Fulin pointed at Lin Chuang with a smile and said.
"Okay? It's not a big deal. You can ask Lao Ma to give you a favor. In fact, you don't have to think too much? Lao Ma is not a chicken liver sausage person? Even if he scolds you in person, he will never do it behind his back.
Make a trip." Huang Fulin continued.
"Yes, yes, that's what the section chief said. But, let section chief Ma give me a few scoldings? I feel bad even if I'm in a humble position, don't I?" Lin Chuang said.
"Go? You kid." Huang Fulin said with a smile.
"Come on, I am so lucky to meet such an open-minded Shangguan in my humble position." Lin Chuang patted him on the back with a light flattery.
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Lin Chuang did not go to Ma Jun's office immediately, but returned to his own office first.
He knew that Ma Jun had a hobby, which was calligraphy and painting. So? He had already prepared a painting, which was a high imitation of Lang Shining's "Hundred Horses".
Why did you take such a painting? Of course it was not to please Ma Jun, but to spend more time in his office.
You know? It takes time to appraise calligraphy and painting.
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"Sir Ma, my humble position is here to trouble you again." Lin Chuang walked into Ma Jun's office and said with a smile.
"Lin Chuang? Don't you want to handle the case? Why did you come to me?" Ma Jun asked in surprise when he saw it was Lin Chuang.
"Now that the case has been sorted out, there's no rush. I have something to trouble you about," Lin Chuang said.
"Did you find something good by shopping?" Ma Jun naturally saw the scroll in Lin Chuang's hand and asked.
"Yes, sir, this painting is Castiglione's "Hundred Horses". I like it very much, but my knowledge is limited and I can't tell the truth from the false. I heard that sir is a master, so I would like to ask you to give me a look. I don't know, sir.
Do you have time?" Lin Chuang asked.
When he heard that it was a painting by Lang Shining, Ma Jun's interest increased greatly.
You must know that Lang Shining has been practicing Western painting since he was a child, and he is especially good at painting horses. "Hundred Horses" is a work at the peak of his art.
As a senior collector of calligraphy and painting, how can you not be interested in his works?
"Come on, come on, unfold it and let me see."
Ma Jun quickly tidied up his desk and asked Lin Chuang to open the painting exhibition.
When Ma Jun saw the painting at first, his eyes lit up. He admired it carefully for a while, then took out a magnifying glass and looked at it inch by inch.
Lin Chuang saw that he was completely immersed in the painting, and his expression was extremely focused, and he felt happy: "Take your time, old horse, don't be in a hurry."
Time passed by, and Ma Jun looked at it for a full hour before he straightened up and said to Lin Chuang, "This is a fake."
"Fake? Sir Ma, please tell me." Lin Chuang deliberately aroused his interest in conversation.
Everyone has the desire to show off their knowledge, especially when the topic comes to their area of expertise, it is like scratching an itch, not saying that they are happy but not putting it down.
"Okay, then I'll tell you something." Ma Jun really became more interested in talking, put down his magnifying glass, and started talking enthusiastically.
"Lang Shining's paintings boldly explored new painting methods used in Western paintings. They not only retained the freehand style of Chinese paintings, but also expressed the three-dimensional effect of oil paintings. Therefore, his paintings have visually impactful compositions and smooth outlines and bottom lines. He
The horses, hair, expressions and three-dimensionality of the paintings all give people a lifelike and lingering sense of beauty."
"Sir Ma, you seem to understand me a little better now. This painting seems to have these characteristics, why do you say it is a fake?" Lin Chuang said.
Lin Chuang was very good at answering questions. As soon as he asked this question, Ma Jun felt knowledgeable and superior.
He smiled and said confidently: "You are right. At first glance, this painting is no different from Lang Shining's painting. Even if it is a fake, it can be regarded as a relatively high-level imitation. The reason why it is obvious that it is fake,
It’s because of this signature.”
Lin Chuang took a look and saw that the signature had the words "Chen Shining Gong Hui" and a seal.
"I don't understand." Lin Chuang couldn't see anything wrong after looking at it for a long time, so he shook his head and said.
"Hahaha... You just don't understand. Let me put it this way. Except for those old masters in the museum, there are not more than ten people in the world who can see that there is something wrong with this signature." Ma Jun smiled proudly.
The less you understand, the smarter he thinks he is.
"Sir Ma, tell me about your humble position. Even if you become the eleventh man in your humble position, you can brag when you go out." Lin Chuang said with a smile.