Once this person suddenly has a large amount of money, he can't help but feel that the money is like falling from the sky and spending it without any pain. If he doesn't spend it hard, it will feel like he has suffered a loss. However, he forgot how hard it is to make the money.

I took a taxi like a bun to a five-star luxury hotel next to the sea, but fortunately, I didn't have a fever to stay in the presidential suite, but instead booked a luxurious sea view suite.

Standing in front of the window, you can see the infinite sea view. You can see thousands of miles away, and the sea and sky are intact. As the saying goes: fog locks the mountain tops and mountains, and the sky connects water to the tail and water to the sky.

I suddenly lay down on the soft big bed. This is life! I lay down for a long time before I stood up reluctantly and went to the address to send the fax to find out.

After getting off the car, I was disappointed to find that it was just a copy shop. It seemed that the clue was about to be broken again.

I think most of the people who sent faxes to Uncle San were Wenmo. There were probably only two reasons why he chose such a place. First, he really lived nearby. Second, there are some reasons hidden nearby that prompted him to send faxes here.

But since it has arrived, I still plan to go in and ask. This time is exactly when I go to work and school, and there is only one girl in the store who is looking at the store. When she saw me coming in, she hurriedly asked me: "Typing or copying?"

I waved my hand, "I want to ask, can you send faxes?"

"Yes!" The girl pointed to the fax machine on the side, "issued every five dollars."

I took out the picture of the big fish in the sea view in my pocket and asked the girl, "I received such a picture from you. Do you still remember the situation at that time?"

At this time, a young man wearing glasses walked in, "Please copy some information."

When the girl saw that I was just here to inquire, she shook her head and said she didn't know, and then went to print the information for the young man.

I couldn't help but sigh at this realistic society. I reached out and took out a hundred yuan, "Just think I'm here to send faxes, please try your best to think about it."

The girl took the money and told me with a puzzled look: "Brother! I really don't know! Next to us is Ocean University, and most of the people who come here are students. Every day, many students come to print, and many students from the art department print drawings, sending faxes, etc. How can we remember them all!"

I couldn't help but sigh when I heard this, and looked at the money in the girl's hand. I thought that the cost of this hundred yuan was really unfair, but I was embarrassed to ask for it.

At this time, the girl looked at the young man who was printing the information and suddenly said, "Oh, by the way! He is from Ocean University. You can ask him if he knows it." The young man heard our conversation, turned his head and looked at us with some confusion.

This girl misinterpreted my meaning, and she thought I was here to track down the origin of the painting. But in fact, what I was looking for was the person who sent the painting.

I was embarrassed to turn around and leave, so I had to casually give the drawing in my hand to the young man. I didn't have any hope at all, I was just a college student, how could he know Wen Mo's whereabouts?

But what I didn't expect was that when the young man saw the painting in my hand, he frowned, then his eyes suddenly glared, and rushed up and snatched the painting from my hand, "This, this seems to be the painting of Teacher Yue!" It was obvious that he was very excited, and his hand holding the painting was already trembling. Then he rushed to me, "How could you have this painting?"

I was a little confused when I heard this, Teacher Yue? Where did Teacher Yue come from? Although my heart was surging, I still pretended to be calm. I planned to stabilize him first and see if he could find some useful news. I patted him on the shoulder, "Student, don't be excited. If you have something to say, let's find a place?" The young man nodded. Before leaving, the girl wanted to return the money to me, and I said forgot, and pointed to the young man and said, "Just pay the printing fee for him."

The college student and I came to a drink shop opposite Ocean University. On the way, I learned that the young man was named Fang Shaoqi, a student from the Department of Geology of Ocean University. As soon as we sat down, Fang Shaoqi couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Zhuo, where did your painting come from?"

I couldn't tell him the truth, so I told him that the painting was seen by a friend by accident, but unfortunately it was just a fax. I was very interested in the content of the painting, so I came here to ask.

After hearing what I said, Fang Shaoqi looked a little disappointed, so I asked him: "It seems that you have a good relationship with Teacher Yue. Judging from your excited look, is there something wrong with Teacher Yue?"

Fang Shaoqi sighed and said, "Teacher Yue and my father are friends. I met him when he just came here to teach more than ten years ago. At that time, I called him Uncle Yue. Until later, I went to school here and became more familiar with him. My father was busy with work and social activities, and often didn't go home. Teacher Yue was alone. For a long time, I almost lived and lived in Teacher Yue's house. In my heart, he was like my father. But just a few years ago, Teacher Yue suddenly disappeared. He took more than ten days of leave, but never came back."

Missing? Are all people who are related to this painting going to disappear? I suddenly remembered my missing second uncle, and my heart couldn't help but hang up again.

I pointed to the big fish picture of the sea view in my hand and asked him: "Have you ever seen Teacher Yue draw this painting?"

Fang Shaoqi shook his head, "I didn't see Teacher Yue draw it by himself, but once I went to the office for some urgent matters and went in directly without knocking on the door. I saw him hurriedly put a painting in his hand into the drawer, and seemed to be unwilling to let others see it. Because of curiosity, I once opened his drawer while he was not in the office. There were indeed some hand-painted drafts and many ink paintings. I remember one of them was like this. I didn't care at the time, and I didn't remember it until I saw it just now."

I nodded and continued to ask him: "What do other drawings you can't remember except this painting?"

Fang Shaoqi stood up and said, "This is easy to deal with. I'll take you to Teacher Yue's office and you'll know."

I was a little unbelievable, "Teacher Yue has been missing for several years, and the office is still there? And can you still go in?"

Fang Shaoqi smiled, "I told my dad not to touch Teacher Yue's office, and I also have the key. My dad is the school director."

I know that it turned out to be a second prince, no wonder.

I followed Fang Shaoqi to Teacher Yue's office. It was quite clean. It seemed that someone would clean it regularly. Fang Shaoqi really had a deep relationship with Teacher Yue.

Fang Shaoqi opened a suitcase and took out a pile of paper from it, "This is all the teacher's drawings I have sorted out. I don't know if it was all drawn by him, but it should be here. Although Teacher Yue is not a master of art, his painting skills are also very good."

I took the stack of drawings and looked slowly. It seemed that when Fang Shaoqi sorted it out, it was not classified, and it was all summarized together. Everything was included, including geological drawings and landscape sketches. Suddenly, a few pencil sketches came into my eyes. Fang Shaoqi said that Teacher Yue's paintings were good, and it was indeed true. These sketches were very realistic. One of the pictures was: a wide canyon filled with thick fog. I always felt that this scene was so familiar. It seemed to be the canyon in the Qilian Mountains! I shook my head. The foggy canyon was not only available in the Qilian Mountains, but maybe it was just a coincidence.

There is also a landscape sketch. In the cloudy sky, a white light shot straight down. I was stunned. This was obviously the wonder that made Doji and the others' mouths - a knife slash the sky! If the previous one was a coincidence, it would definitely be no coincidence to connect these two pictures!

A thought passed by my mind like lightning in the dark night. I quickly asked Fang Shaoqi, "Does Teacher Yue have any photos of his early years? They are photos of him when he just came here to teach."

Fang Shaoqi searched in the house for a long time and finally found a black and white photo. On the photo was a man standing next to a childish boy. I could tell that the boy was Fang Shaoqi. The man next to him had a beard. Although the photo was black and white, I could still see the plateau red on his cheeks. This is evidence of his activities at high altitudes all year round.

Fang Shaoqi pointed to the man with a big beard and said, "This person is Teacher Yue!"

Fang Shaoqi's statement immediately confirmed the thought that had just passed by my mind. I boldly guessed that Teacher Yue should be Huangshan in the past! Uncle Kong told me that the person they saved was named Huangshan, and he also described the person to me.

I inferred that Teacher Yue, Huangshan, led a scientific expedition team to investigate the Qilian Mountains, which was called scientific research, but it was actually for the ancient tomb of Qilian Mountain. Unfortunately, they encountered an avalanche, and Huangshan was rescued by Uncle Kong and others. Because of this, they accidentally fell into the canyon and found the location of the ancient tomb. Huangshan quietly escaped that night, and then returned to Qilian Mountain again. He should have also obtained something or some important clues. Then he came to Weihai under his name and stayed here in the name of a university teacher, continuing to track down the clues obtained from Qilian Mountain.

I re-studyed the drawings left by Huangshan again. Although I don’t know the hidden meaning of most of the drawings, at least I know what he was painting. But what puzzled me was that some ink paintings, like graffiti, and I couldn’t see what they were paintings. Some were thick ink, and some were painted ink on half a page.

When Fang Shaoqi saw me looking at these ink paintings, he came over to me and said, "Brother Zhuo, can you understand what these brushes are drawn? I don't know anything about paintings. I can't see what Teacher Yue is drawing. I almost threw it away as waste paper."

I shook my head, "I don't know what this painting is. Let's do this. I took these drawings on my mobile phone and consulted experts who know how to draw to see what their opinions are."

Fang Shaoqi nodded, "Brother Zhuo, please trouble you! Can you help me find Teacher Yue?"

I was a little moved and patted his shoulder, "I'll do my best!"
Chapter completed!