Chapter 10 Chapter Nine: There Really Is Such a Picture

Liangchen was driving (in fact, I couldn't tell who was driving), Meijing was sitting next to her, and I was sitting in the back. As soon as the car started to drive, I said: "The driver had better not talk." They talked, one person half a sentence, I was afraid that it would affect the driving, so I gave this order. Meimei was on the seat, half turned around, and faced me: "Uncle Batu is very interesting. We hit it off immediately when we saw him, and we didn't hide our background." I said "hmm", the origin of the beautiful scenery on a good day is also quite shocking, so I said: "In the future, it's better to tell people as little as possible."

The two agreed in unison, and Jingmei said again: "We also have other purposes. I thought that if we told the secret of the origin, he should also tell us what he was doing in those ten years. Who knows that he half Silently, suddenly... suddenly there was a very strange movement." (The mysterious life experience of Liangchen Meijing is in the story of (The Ruins).) I hurriedly asked, "What action?" Liang Chenmei, who was driving, couldn't help but interjected: "He closed his eyes, took out a pen and paper, and wrote with his eyes closed." I took a breath, Liang Chen Meimei didn't understand why Batu was so weird and wanted to write with his eyes closed, but I knew - Batu had never shaken off his "cyborg" identity until now.What is strange to me is that it has been seven years since he left the Mongolian grassland. During these seven years, he has a great opportunity to take out the "parts" of the implantation. Why didn't he do that?

Meimei stared at me, and I said, "You can tell me what you want, I will explain later." Meimei blinked: "He wrote a sentence first: Never read what I wrote. The largest spy operation involves a wide range of areas, which is equivalent to a world war." Liang Chen nodded again and again: "He wrote like that, with his eyes closed, and his appearance was terribly mysterious." I said "hmm", thinking in my heart: Batu wouldn't lie to two little girls, what happened to his "biggest spy in the history of mankind"?Are the spies all over the world still looking for that Wushuai who survived the crash with a whole box of confidential documents after ten years?

Seeing my solemn expression, Meimei kept silent. I thought for a while, but couldn't make sense, and motioned her to continue, Meimei said: "He wrote again: Do you understand? Please touch the back of my hand." Liang Chen said: "He actually didn't let us speak out." Even when they were driving, they turned their heads to look at me with a very puzzled look on their faces. I was taken aback. I knew that if I solved the doubts in their hearts, I was afraid that there would be a car accident, so I explained very simply: "He has brain damage. Once implanted with an electronic device, he can see the image and hear the sound, and within a certain distance, he can receive it through the device."

Liang Chenmei showed a strange and inexplicable expression. I said again: "He must not want to tell others what he told you, so he used this strange method." The two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Obviously, Batu used this strange method to tell them something, which made them puzzled for a long time. Once they had the answer, they would naturally breathe a sigh of relief. Mei Mei said: "What he continued to write is: In the past ten years, I have already told Wesley in a secret way, if he is not too stupid, he should have discovered it by now." Liang Chen asked: "Uncle Wei, did you find out?"

I snorted: "I'm too stupid, so I didn't find out." Seeing my unfriendly expression, the two little devils each stuck out their tongues and dared not say anything else. I urged them: "Choose the important ones." The two agreed loudly, Meimei was still leaning on the back of the chair, facing me: "We bumped into each other on the back of his hand, and he told us that he already had some clues, and it is very possible that he will become the greatest spy. " I couldn't help but smile wryly, even an outstanding person like Batu couldn't escape the weakness of human nature.

The greatest, the world's number one, etc., are so important. It seems that he didn't remove the "parts" because he wanted to be the greatest spy in the history of mankind. I sighed twice, Meijing continued: "In the future, there will be one or two times when he uses this strange method to talk to us. Most of the cases are quite normal." I gestured for her to continue. During the next one-and-a-half hours' journey, they narrated in detail what had happened in the past few days. When the car stopped in front of a rather magnificent and elegant-looking house, they had finished talking for ten years. It's been a few minutes, but I still can't say a word.

The encounter between Batu and them these past few days was not very strange, but it was indescribably shocking. The following is what happened to them in those days. On the plane, Batu and Liangchen are beautiful, never lonely, Batu is well-informed, the two little ghosts can speak well, one old and two young, chatting about everything, I just feel that I will arrive at the destination soon. As soon as they arrived in Helsinki, Batu took them to a place they described as "very mysterious"—the place was indeed mysterious. Walking in from an old bookstore and removing a shelf of old paintings, a dark trail appeared. The door, which can only be reached through a corridor, is a very comfortably furnished, three-room living unit.

(There is little knowledge of beautiful scenery on a good day. Secret agents from all over the world like to use this kind of "mysterious place". The "old painting shop" is of course just a blindfold, and it is also opened by a spy agency.) (It can be seen from this that Batu is indeed still working as a spy.) After resting for a while, they began to investigate the "disappearance incident". Liangchen Meimei thought that Batu's investigation method was inappropriate, and they wanted to "find another way", and they arrived at the "disappearance" scene in no time. Batu had been to the scene many times. He didn't want to go at first, but Liang Chenmei insisted, so he had no choice but to make it difficult.

Liangchen Meijing set off with full ski equipment. When he got there, he was doing research and investigation. He was just laughing and skiing. Batu was on the sidelines, stumbled, and after three protests to no avail, he gave a serious warning: "You are young, you can waste time, waste ten years , and I’m still in my twenties, I can’t do it anymore, I’m an old man, I can’t spend every second of time with you like this, from now on, we will part ways.” Batu said that he was about to leave, because what he said was quite serious, Liang Chenmei was too frightened to play anymore, except for the ski equipment, he carefully watched the situation nearby, shook his head, and expressed their opinions.

Liang Chen said: "No one is missing at all, in fact, we shouldn't find out where they went." Mei Mei said: "Yes, we should find out where they come from." This has been discussed before, if it weren't for the cuteness of the two of them, Batu would never spend time with them again.At this time, Batu was angry: "Where will they come from? Did they come out of nowhere?" Liangchen said "ah": "I have read some stories, there are people, there are horses, they don't appear out of nowhere, they come out of paintings." Jingmei said: "Yes, there are many such stories. A scholar bought a painting, and the painting showed a beautiful woman, and the beautiful woman would come down to help the scholar wash clothes and cook." Liang Chen said again: "There are also people who see a horse running fast on the road every day, and then see a painting, which is the horse he sees every day." They were talking to themselves and didn't notice Batu's complexion, which was extremely ugly. They also thought that Batu would agree with their hypothesis, but when they looked at Batu, they were shocked: "Uncle Batu, are you... not feeling well?" Batu's face was ugly, and it was naturally because their words, in his ears, were shocked far more than others.Because he was once photographed in a painting for three years. At this time, Liang Chen Meijing casually raised such an unbelievable hypothesis. For others, it might be laughed off, but for him, it cannot be seriously considered. When the two called out, he was shocked again, and looked at the two: "You...why do you have such an idea?" For a moment, Batu was not sure whether he would agree with them or reprimand them, so he hesitated and said, "Just think about it... there is no possibility, you have to think about everything." Batu took a deep breath: "If they... those missing people really walked out of a painting, then what kind of painting... would this painting be?" When Liang Chenmei heard about it, Batu actually agreed with their hypothesis, and couldn't help dancing for joy: "Of course it's a good painting. If the painting is not good, how can the people in the painting become fine?" Since they grew up in a closed and complete environment, the vocabulary they use when they speak can not help but have an "archaic meaning", such as "become a finer", which is rarely used by other girls.In Chinese legends, anything can become a spirit, a tree can become a spirit, a fox can become a spirit, Hong Jun’s walking stick can also become a spirit, a stone can also become a spirit, and paintings can naturally become a spirit. Refined. In a fine painting, the people in the painting will naturally leave the painting and move about in the human world. It is logical that if they want to go back, they will naturally return to the painting. The two of them quacked and played out what they thought, and Batu listened with a serious expression, and muttered to himself: "Really... there is such a magic, it really does exist." At that time, Liangchen Meijing was inexplicably excited about her hypothesis, and Batu was talking to himself in Mongolian, so they didn't pay attention.Otherwise, in this case, if they heard it, they would naturally go to the bottom of it. I am afraid that they would not be able to keep the secret that Batu had entered the painting. At the moment, the old and the young did not investigate the scene any more, they decided to find the painting in various art museums in Helsinki. Their decision, if Wen Baoyu was there, he would naturally agree with both hands, and Chen Changqing would too. For two days in a row, they drove that expensive car at a high speed, and went one by one to the art museums, attracting art dealers in the whole of Northern Europe. , Want to buy a large number of famous paintings.On the third day, someone came to strike up a conversation with them. That was when they left a gallery and didn't notice that they were depressed. A middle-aged man who looked very pompous and luxuriously dressed followed him: "If the three of you If I want to buy paintings, I know that there is a private museum with a lot of good paintings, but they must be sold in bulk.” Batu said "oh", not very interested. Because in the North District, collecting art is very popular, and most of the ordinary collections will not have any real fine works. The middle-aged man lowered his voice: "The seller does not want to disclose his identity, but it is known that he may be an outstanding figure in the period when Hungary returned to the empire." Batu still wanted to refuse, but Liang Chenmei said: "Anyway, we want to see the painting, so let's go and see it." The four of them got into the car, and the man was full of praise for the car first, then he was really an expert in Western oil painting, and he talked endlessly along the way, talking about the name, style, history, and past forty years of famous painters. The rise and fall of the market price of famous paintings. Although Batu is well-informed, he is a layman to art, and Liangchen Meijing naturally doesn't understand it. Hearing the three of them, they were dumbfounded, but just "uh huh", not daring to speak, Liangchen Meijing finally remembered that his own The purpose is to find a painting that has become a masterpiece. I don't know how to let the manager know, how will he feel?Thinking of this, the two couldn't help laughing. Batu knew what they were laughing at, and he laughed too. The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide open, not knowing what happened. Arrived at the destination, walked into the building, and saw that the walls of the building were covered with all kinds of oil paintings. The "private collection" can be so rich. Batu and the other three couldn't help but be in awe. , they took a rough look under the leadership of that person. In the past three days, the three of them have seen at least tens of thousands of paintings (in order to see more paintings in the shortest time, they split up See each.) The collection of paintings on the third floor was hurriedly read, probably because the three of them looked too disappointed, the middle-aged man also noticed that he was a little embarrassed: "There are still a batch in the cellar, but they are not from famous artists." Batu asked casually: "This house is in the suburbs, and the paintings in the house are so valuable, aren't they afraid of being stolen?" The man looked a little embarrassed: "The insurance company employs guards, and the one who opened the door to us just now is one of the guards." Batu heard that there was a lot of inaccuracy in this man's words, but Batu had no intention of buying paintings at all, and he didn't ask any more. He even went to the cellar to think about it, and stayed in the lobby. Meimei followed the middle-aged man down, and after about twenty minutes, she still hadn't come up. Batu was a little impatient, and walked to the entrance of the cellar. The call was full of astonishment and joy, and Batu's heart felt hot when he heard it, and he knew what happened almost immediately. Yingji rushed up, was about to bump into Batu's body, but suddenly separated, rolled over Batu's body, and then, behind Batu, the red shadow crossed, and immediately stood side by side again. In front of Batu. The two pointed their fingers down, opened their mouths wide, and stared wide-eyed. Because they were so excited and nervous, they couldn't even utter a word. Batu wanted to ask something, but he couldn't make a sound. He made a gesture, Liang Chenmei understood, turned around, and swept down to the cellar. The ladder leading to the cellar was quite high, and the two of them almost jumped down. Batu rushed down and saw the middle-aged man stunned, his face extremely pale in the dimly lit cellar - he really had no way of knowing what happened. The cellar is quite spacious, dry, and not cluttered. There are three vertical columns of paintings, with about seventy or eighty paintings in each column. In one column, there are seven or eight paintings lying on the ground, facing the one at the entrance. I saw it, and when I saw it, Batu only felt a "buzz", as if all the blood on his body was boiling and rushing to his brain, almost even the things he saw turned red. That painting is an oil painting about one meter by one and a half meters. The white snow is the background. A beautiful girl is on the right side of the painting. There are about twenty men, women and children around her. There are two Looking up at her, it was clear that she was the leader of the group of children. There was nothing special about it. The artist painted a primary school female teacher and children, but that female teacher!those kids! Batu's investigations were extensive, including hiring portrait experts to ask witnesses to draw the female teacher's face.After the painting was finished, I showed it to the driver of the tour bus, and the young man said, "It's just like me." And at this time, the female teacher on the oil painting looked exactly like that, not to mention that Batu was already familiar with it, and he could recognize even the beautiful scenery on a good day. After a long time, Batu gradually regained consciousness, slowly moved his eyes, and moved to the front of the oil painting. He stared at it, and could recognize the appearance of several children. Naturally, the painting was based on the description of the people who had seen them before. from. Liang Chenmei stared at the painting, and couldn't help breathing in. The real reason for the expressions of the three of them, the middle-aged man couldn't think of it for ten thousand years, but this painting deeply attracted them. Nobody can tell. He waited patiently for a long time before he said: "Art, sometimes it is really shocking, isn't it?" Batu's voice sounded like he was sleepwalking: "Yes...it's really shocking." Liang Chen asked: "Who painted this painting? How old is it?" The middle-aged man leaned forward, looked at it, and shook his head: "I'm sorry, the signature of the unknown artist is difficult to read, and I can't say it." Jingmei waved her hand: "How much is it for?" The middle-aged man looked puzzled: "All the paintings here are sold in batches, not divided." Liang Chen raised his eyebrows: "What's the total price?" Hearing Liangchen's speech, Batu regained his composure, knowing that the little devil was about to be fooled by Ocean, he waved his hands again and again. The middle-aged man calmed down: "Even the buildings, 100 million pounds." Batu knew that there would be such a result, so he didn't wave his hand or wink at this time, he just watched how the two little girls coped and how they stepped down.But Batu was disappointed, because in Liangchen Meijing's mind, there was no question of face or shame, and they felt that there was nothing they could not get off the stage. They just told the truth without thinking about it for half a second, and said: "Mr. It's too expensive, we can't afford it. Uncle Batu, let's go." While talking, they blinked at Batu. Batu understood and said to the middle-aged man, "If you don't mind, please go back by yourself. We are in the car and we need to discuss something." The middle-aged man's expression was extremely ugly, but the old and the young, before he had any reaction, had already left in a hurry, got into the car, and sped away. The three of them kept their mouths shut and remained silent until they drove out After a long distance, they all let out a sigh of relief, and Liang Chenmei's voice was very high-pitched: "There is really a fine painting." Batu murmured with a wry smile: "I... have known for a long time that such a thing will happen, it really happened. I don't know when they went in?" Liang Chenmei didn't understand what he said, but he didn't ask, because everything that happened was too horrifying.They couldn't make up their minds, so they just said: "When did you go in?" Batu didn't answer either. In fact, Batu's thoughts were also messed up. He put himself into a painting and put it on it.But at that time, he thought so, and it was very reasonable. The female teacher and those primary school students were probably taken into the painting by "magic" many years ago, and then they left for a while, and finally returned to the painting. It is also possible that all those who have seen them have been absorbed by magic at all when they saw them. The messy thoughts made everyone not want to talk, and it took a long time before Batu asked, "How are you going?" This question sounds nonsensical, but Liangchen Meijing can understand that it is a simplification of "how to get that painting".They immediately said: "Steal, we will do it tonight." Batu said "Well", "It seems that there will be no difficulties." Liang Chenmei said with pride: "Even if the painting is locked in the National Bank vault, it must be taken out." Batu thought for a while: "For such a simple matter, I think it would be fine for me to do it alone." Liangchen Jingmei thought about it very seriously, and shook her head together: "No, that female teacher is very beautiful. If she leaves the painting and falls in love with Uncle Batu, Uncle Batu is deeply in love and wants to be a master of painting for her. It wouldn't be fun if she ran into the painting." When the two of them said these words, each of them said one sentence, as if they were one person.After hearing this, Batu couldn't help changing his face, and shouted: "If you talk nonsense again, I will take you back immediately." The two made a grimace at each other: "I've turned embarrassment into anger when I asked someone to talk about the central matter." Batu closed his eyes for a while, and remembered that he had seen the female teacher, she was indeed very beautiful, if she was a real person, and the two of them were far apart in age, he would naturally not have any fantasies, but if the girl It's just that the "painting demon", or the one who was photographed in the painting a long time ago, may be older than him, so there is no age barrier. Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in his heart that he had never felt before in his life, a little empty and floating.When he was young, it was the most stressful time of the war, and he had heavy workloads. Later, he had done all kinds of weird jobs and had various experiences, but he had never been in love. At this time, he seemed, although he still He was as strong as a cow, but when he thought about it, he suddenly had this strange feeling for no reason, and couldn't help himself, and his tone was a little gentler when he said to the two of them: "It's not too nonsense, Ren Jinhua It's not impossible." Liang Chenmei didn't know what he was really referring to, so he just heard about it.Batu suddenly became excited and talked too much. After returning to the residence, he hurried in and out, preparing everything that "Night Traveler" needed, and prepared to steal the painting. He also drew the floor plan of the building based on his memory.There is only one entrance and exit to the cellar, and it is not difficult to enter the building.The beautiful scenery on a good day is also full of joy, a series of jargon, such as "I should step on the plate just now", "There must be someone to watch the wind", "When the wind is tight, we will talk about each other", these are the words they are used to, but they listened to it. Debatu was dumbfounded. I thought the time passed slowly, and when it was dark, Batu started drinking—he had already drank quite a lot, but after reappearing this time, he seemed to drink even more. What happened, but even those three years of circling on the prairie, what one might experience in a painting, was enough to stimulate him to drink more. Fortunately, he had a lot of alcohol and never passed out. When he was about to get in the car, he picked up half a bottle of whiskey and shook his head while watching the beautiful scenery.