Painting Hidden

At two o'clock in the morning, a sketch changed Lin Zhiqiu's life. The painting was a picture he had never seen before, using brushstrokes he could not understand. The next day, Fang Qing died. The aunt who stuffed him with sweets, the person who smiled and asked him "what he wants to do in the future" will never come back again. Police said it was an accident. But there was a secret hidden in that painting that only he could understand. Sixteen-year-old Lin Zhiqiu didn't know that from this moment on, he had been involved in a mystery that lasted for thirty years. Those seemingly unrelated deaths - the professor who fell from the building, the missing policeman, the silenced witness - are all tied together by the same invisible thread. At the end of the line, there is a group of people hidden in the painting, waiting for him to find them. Someone is waiting for him in the painting. Someone is watching him from outside the frame. Every new sketch leads him deeper into the abyss. Because those who died were looking at him in the painting. The truth is hidden in the next picture.