Li Nannan: "You don't understand, seeing the original artwork in person is completely different from photos and videos! Jiang Senlin painted these figures with over ten layers of paint. He often reworked and added to existing figures, and each rework improved the effect. I specifically asked some master painters, and they said it could be compared to the lost Mona Lisa, but it's possible Jiang Senlin's skill has already caught up to Da Vinci."
Jiang Ye let out a shout.
Unbelievable!
Cen Yemeng was also looking at the messages and nodded, "The Mona Lisa has thirty layers of color. Da Vinci would add very light, pale colors onto dried paint, then add more with almost transparent pale colors, layer by layer, a bit like contour lines on a topographic map. The thickness of some layers is only 1 micrometer, the art of a strand of hair. When my son was repeatedly applying color, I thought of that."
"I guess I didn't have any artistic talent to give to my son, it was probably inherited by you," Jiang Ye looked at his wife in surprise. "But historically, the mothers of geniuses are often unknown."
"Honestly, I didn't expect to give birth to a Da Vinci, I'm a bit apprehensive," Cen Yemeng lightly bit her fingernail.
Li Nannan messaged again, "More painters have told me that the lighting in Jiang Senlin's painting is as good as Rembrandt's 'The Night Watch,' an effect that even computers would find difficult to simulate. The entire painting isn't finished yet, but if it is, it might surpass 'The Night Watch' and immediately be recorded in art history."
Jiang Ye felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and reached out to embrace Cen Yemeng. "It seems you've not only given birth to Da Vinci, but also Rembrandt."
"Terrifying, truly terrifying," Cen Yemeng said.
"I have a feeling of unreality," Jiang Ye hesitated. "Could it be a gene mutation caused by reverse aging syndrome?"
"I've thought of that too. If that's the case, it's a blessing in disguise," Cen Yemeng nodded.
Li Nannan sent another message, "The auction houses, private buyers, art academies, and various interstellar organizations that have contacted me are already over a hundred. The highest offer is 12 billion for Jiang Senlin's painting."
Jiang Ye and Cen Yemeng turned pale.
The couple both pinched their thighs to confirm they weren't dreaming.
Li Nannan: "I've rejected them all. Their offers lack sincerity. They probably think Jiang Senlin is a child who doesn't understand anything, and I'm a soldier who doesn't know art market prices, so they're trying to fool us. Several painters told me that even if this painting stops here, its value is far more than 12 billion, it could easily double that."
Jiang Ye and Cen Yemeng were so shocked they almost fainted.
While hundreds of billions wasn't a colossal sum for them,
Seeing their son, at such a young age, create such a priceless masterpiece made them, as parents, incredibly nervous!
"Were there any unusual phenomena when our son was born?" Jiang Ye asked. "For example, red light everywhere, meteors filling the sky, flocks of white birds, lotus flowers blooming in ponds as large as tree canopies?"
"There weren't any unusual phenomena, just a normal birth..." Cen Yemeng answered seriously. "But reverse aging syndrome, isn't that considered an anomaly? It's quite frightening to be written into history books, being born an old man and getting younger as you grow."
Jiang Ye nodded.
That made sense.
He didn't know about the common saying regarding noble birth, but Jiang Senlin was clearly born a noble, with outrageously high talent.
If this were a cultivation world, such talent would undoubtedly be the template for a world-destroying protagonist.
His phone suddenly vibrated.
Shao Wan: "We've newly selected twelve city police chiefs and plan to hold a meeting to issue their commissions. Would you like to come and meet them? Public order has been a bit chaotic lately, and I've compiled some materials that I'd like you to review as well."
Jiang Ye: "Time, place."
Shao Wan: "Tentatively set for two hours from now, at the Binhai City Police Station, my office. If you come, we can adjust the time and location."
"Don't change it, I'm heading over now," Jiang Ye replied.
...
The weather was getting colder, and winter was approaching. The trees at the police station entrance were showing signs of baldness, with fallen leaves scattered across the road.
Jiang Ye wasn't wearing formal attire, just work pants and a dark blue sweater, his hands tucked into his pockets as he walked in.
A police officer on guard duty stopped him. "No unauthorized personnel! Please register if you have business!"
Jiang Ye paused and looked up at him.
A very young white police officer, with a face as thin as a palm, and a seemingly frail physique, reminding one of the early Captain America. There were many freckles on his cheeks.
The officer repeated, "No unauthorized..."
Before he could finish, he was hit on the back of the head.
"Are you looking to die! How dare you speak to the Commander like that! Open your eyes, this is Commander Jiang!" The newly appointed Chief of Police of Binhai City stood behind him, reprimanding him.
The young officer was stunned and snapped to attention, saluting the Chief.
"Looking to die!" The Chief hit his head again. "Salute the Commander first! Have some respect!"
"Alright, alright," Jiang Ye chuckled. "Why would you assign such a frail person to guard duty? This kid can't weigh more than 130 pounds! How did he get hired? Did he pass the physical test?"
The Chief smiled obsequiously. "He's in a technical role, hired by Shi Zhi Zhizi. He's responsible for network security, a hacker. His physical test scores were a bit low, he barely passed. He takes turns on guard duty one day a month, I didn't expect this kid to be so clueless..."
"You all carry on," Jiang Ye didn't dwell on it and strode into the police station.
The population of Binhai City had doubled this year, and the police station staff had also increased significantly. Jiang Ye encountered dozens of people who saluted him, and he nodded and smiled in return.
He headed straight for Shao Wan's office.
Shao Wan and over a dozen newly appointed Chief Police Officers were already there, sitting by the desks, drinking tea and chatting. Upon seeing Jiang Ye, they all stood up and saluted.
"Greetings, Commander!"
"Everyone's here? Please, sit," Jiang Ye said with a smile, observing the people present.
Fifteen new city police chiefs.
Ten men and five women, of various skin colors, all relatively young, under thirty-five.
There were even injured individuals, one with a bandaged head, another with an arm wrapped, and one with a medicinal plaster on their neck.
"How did you get injured?" Jiang Ye asked curiously. "Where did you get hurt?"
"Thank you for your concern, Commander! I am Tang Panlan, the newly selected Chief Police Officer of Petroleum City. This morning, we were blocking the door to arrest a serial killer. The mechanical police breached the door first, and that beast feigned surrender, saying he had secretly killed two more people and would only reveal their locations to the highest-ranking official. I was directing the operation at the scene, so I went in. The beast drew his gun and shot at me as soon as he saw me. I was shot in the upper arm, and the mechanical soldiers immediately shot the beast in the chest. I also shot him in the chest. He then died on the way to the ambulance."
"Serial killer?" Jiang Ye frowned. "When did something this major happen? How come I didn't know?"
"He beat his adopted daughter to death and posted photos of the body online, saying he was chosen by God and was here to spread his teachings. He said from now on, he would kill one person each day as divine punishment," Tang Panlan explained. "He posted it last night at eleven o'clock. After we discovered it, we located him, and this morning we surrounded his house."
"So, strictly speaking, he intended to become a serial killer, but before he could, he was neutralized," Shao Wan added.