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Ancient Greece in the fifth century BC. Zeuxis is a highly respected and energetic old painter with a childish face and gray hair. The face is full of wrinkles and the lines are vivid, as if they were carved. Wearing a linen robe, it has a simple Greek style. His studio is filled with various paintings of his. He took out a newly completed painting from it, looked at it, walked out of the house, and hung it on a tree in the spacious courtyard.

In the interrogation room. After interrogation, Officer Luan had a clear understanding of the case: This criminal must be severely punished! He is one of those people who is full of evil and stubborn, and refuses to kill people. So, he tightened the cap of his pen and closed the case file. He was about to get up when he suddenly realized that he had not finished speaking. He stared at the criminal suspect sitting across from him with his legs crossed. He was silent for a while and asked: "Wang Qiang, why did you push a simple and kind-hearted woman to a dead end from the very beginning while you were killing people, stealing goods, and seeking wealth? Don't you have any conscience and self-blame?" "No." Wang Qiang said calmly.