Everyone is born with a yearning and pursuit for art.

The difference lies in the varied understanding and recognition of art among individuals.

Some appreciate the beautiful writing and suggestive language in Jin Ping Mei, peering through its facade to glimpse transcendent love.

But others... only enjoy the illustrations inside.

They linger over different poses, passionately discussing whether muscle strain would occur.

Lu Chuan felt he was neither of the former nor the latter.

Compared to spending time chatting with a police beauty like Shen Yan, Jin Ping Mei seemed like mere paper talk, trivial matters.

"The art exhibition in Haizhou City opens tomorrow. I have two invitation tickets. Want to go together?"

"I'd be honored."

This was Lu Chuan's reply on WeChat.

When Lu Chuan was a child, he also learned to draw.

Back then, for some reason, it seemed like every child in the country had to learn something.

Drawing, singing, dancing, piano, guzheng, and even taekwondo.

And these were not optional, but mandatory tasks.

Lu Chuan felt his childhood was seriously oppressed.

Then, after finishing elementary school, apart from the equations in textbooks, he no longer received any art cultivation.

Of course, there was some benefit to this.

At least, when Shen Yan invited him to the art exhibition, Lu Chuan wasn't entirely lacking in appreciation skills.

Last month, the Criminal Investigation Team's union organized an activity to visit an art exhibition.

Ninety percent of the detectives only walked around less than half before retreating to the corners to check their phones.

It left only the tour guide, Captain Qin, and a few other team leaders to quietly appreciate the exhibition.

Later, Captain Qin came back and instructed the office director with a rule.

In future group events, avoid too much association with art.

Early on Sunday morning, Lu Chuan drove out a limited edition Porsche 911 from the garage.

This was a coming-of-age gift from his grandfather.

After Lu Chuan finished the college entrance exam, he drove it a few times, and during summer vacation from university, he liked to drive this car home.

But after starting work, this car was basically left idle.

With Shen Yan's date today, it was perfect timing for the both of them.

At Shen Yan's doorstep, lightly made-up Shen Yan looked in surprise at Lu Chuan stepping out of the sports car.

Today, Lu Chuan wore a white T-shirt, a pair of wide-legged pants with a hip-hop style, and a hip-hop cap.

The warm morning sunlight fell behind Lu Chuan, like draping him in a golden armor.

His appearance was quite strikingly handsome.

"Miss Shen, please, get in the car."

Lu Chuan smiled warmly as he opened the car door for Shen Yan.

Shen Yan gave Lu Chuan, who was helping her with the door, a deep look, breaking into a smile she couldn't hold back.

"Thank you."

In a white long dress, decorated with a vibrant blue belt at her waist, Shen Yan appeared even taller.

Her long hair danced with the wind, and a pleasant fragrance brushed past Lu Chuan's nose.

Life is truly beautiful.

The two obliviously left, unaware that a window on the 11th floor was half-open.

Two heads were huddled together.

"So that's the Lu Chuan you mentioned, he's quite good-looking."

"But why is he driving a sports car?"

Shen Yan's mother was captivated by Lu Chuan's handsome appearance and flashy car.

Shen Yan's father exhaled a long sigh with an indiscernible meaning: "I heard from Old Wang, Lu Chuan's family is with Qiangsheng Group."

"Qiangsheng Group?"

Inside the car, Shen Yan turned her head, smiling as she looked at Lu Chuan.

Noticing Shen Yan glancing at him from the corner of his eye, Lu Chuan instinctively looked at his outfit: "What is it, do I have rice stuck on my face?"

Pfft!

At this moment, Shen Yan showed no trace of the forensic doctor demeanor she had at the team.

She laughed openly, looking at Lu Chuan: "No, it's just my first time seeing you dressed like this, I find it quite interesting."

"It's the weekend, so I dressed more casually," Lu Chuan turned to look over Shen Yan: "Your outfit today is also different from how you dress at the team."

"Really?"

Shen Yan looked down at herself, then said: "So, do you think I look better in uniform or out of uniform?"

"You look good in both."

An unrefined answer, but it made Shen Yan laugh uncontrollably.

From the corner of his eye, Lu Chuan inadvertently noticed that Shen Yan's figure was actually quite good.

Her tall physique, usually concealed by a uniform, now appeared broad and expansive wearing a long dress.

This cultural art exhibition was hosted by local painters in Haizhou City.

There were also works from some grassroots artists.

Therefore, claiming high artistic value wasn't the point.

However, most of the works displayed the local customs and traditions of Haizhou.

Compared to famous artists' works, these felt more down-to-earth.

As a result, quite a few people came to observe.

Lu Chuan's car drew much attention.

As did their appearances.

Good-looking men and women are the focus wherever they go.

Moreover, both were from the investigation squad, different in aura from ordinary people, standing out like a crane among chickens.

When it came to painting, Shen Yan and Lu Chuan were different.

Lu Chuan was compelled to learn this and that from a young age.

Shen Yan truly had an interest in painting.

"This painting is nice, blowing wheat waves. I only saw it when I was young; it's been a long time since I saw this scene."

Standing in front of a painting of a young girl in a field of wheat waves, Lu Chuan felt a bit nostalgic.

Shen Yan nodded in agreement: "The technique of this painting is average, but the charm of the wheat waves is somewhat there. Indeed..."

Hmm?

While observing the painting, Shen Yan suddenly furrowed her brows, stepping forward to scrutinize it more closely.

"What is it?"

"This painting... seems somewhat off."

Off?

Although Lu Chuan had no particularly outstanding talent in painting, his basic appreciation skills weren't lacking: "Do you mean the girl in the painting?"

Shen Yan nodded: "The details of the girl in this painting are average, and the expression isn't very vivid, but..."

To be honest, this painting was done by an unknown grassroots painter; capturing the essence of the wheat waves as vividly as this was already not easy.

The depiction of the character naturally lacked a bit.

Shen Yan's gaze landed on the girl's chest: "But the skin on the girl's chest is painted so intricately, it seems to be on another level of realism than the rest of the painting..."

"It looks..."

"As if they were painted by different people?"

Lu Chuan continued.

Shen Yan nodded emphatically: "Yes, exactly that."

At this art exhibition, due to the absence of high-value paintings, both the security measures and the protection of the paintings were typical.

The oil painting was directly exposed to the air, with no glass cover for protection, and one could touch the painting directly.

Moreover, there were no protective railings in front of the paintings, allowing Lu Chuan to observe the artwork very closely.

"Shen Yan, look at the oil paint on the portrait's chest, isn't it different from the rest?"

Hearing this, Shen Yan also stepped forward for closer inspection.

But after a moment, Shen Yan's breath suddenly quickened.

"Lu Chuan, quickly call the team!"

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