"Xiu Yi-kun, do you have any clues?"

After the housekeeper Shibata said goodbye to Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu, Yuan Zhizhu immediately asked Lin Xiuyi his opinion on the case with concern.

"I'm sorry, Inspector! The clues left are too few! And, if it weren't for your judgment, I'm afraid I wouldn't have considered Mr. Asai's departure as a disappearance."

Lin Xiuyi said to the prosecutor with a little regret. However, he changed the subject and added to Yuan Zhizhu.

"However... I came to Yugizhuang this time, and it's not that I can't do anything. Didn't the housekeeper Shibata say just now that there is a painter called Mr. Nishino who lives nearby. Maybe we can visit tomorrow. Now, maybe there will be some valuable clues..."

According to the general working system of the police, the police cannot yet treat Mr. Asai as a missing person. Therefore, Yuan Zhizhu could only let Lin Xiuyi participate in the investigation of this incident as a private person. For ordinary disappearance cases, the police often also investigate people who have been contacted by the victim before the disappearance. Therefore, Mr. Nishino, who took the initiative to visit after Mr. Asai disappeared, naturally became the first object that Lin Xiuyi wanted to investigate.

Because this place is far away from Tokyo, Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu stayed in two different rooms in Xiwu Mountain Villa that night. The villa has hot spring water drawn from the bottom of the mountain, so Lin Xiuyi was fortunate to enjoy the first hot spring after returning home comfortably in the bathtub in the guest room.

Lin Xiuyi leaned his head on the wall of the bathtub and put his hands on the top edge of the bathtub. Let the body gently float in the water, and the tired feeling of running all the way gradually disappeared. Through the small window of the bathroom, Lin Xiuyi looked out at the twinkling lights below the mountain. Hearing the sound of the breeze blowing through the mountains and forests is definitely something you can't enjoy in the noisy Tokyo.

"Rich people really enjoy it! If you have the ability in the future, I really hope that I can live in such a comfortable place..."

Facts have proved that even in a different place, Lin Xiuyi can sleep well.

Early the next morning, Lin Xiu got up early and went downstairs, only to see Yuan Zhizhu sitting in the dining room and enjoying breakfast!

"Officer Lin, you slept well last night!"

Butler Shibata, who was busy arranging breakfast for the guests, saw Lin Xiuyi and greeted him immediately.

"Thanks to you, I slept well last night, and the air in the mountains is really refreshing!"

Lin Xiuyi praised sincerely, then pulled out the chair and sat next to Yuan Zhizhu. After Lin Xiuyi sat down, Butler Shibata came over and asked about Lin Xiuyi's preferences.

"Excuse me, do you like black tea or coffee!"

“Thank you for a cup of coffee!”

As soon as Lin Xiuyi finished speaking, Butler Shibata took a silver coffee pot from the tray held by his assistant and poured a cup for Lin Xiuyi. After asking Lin Xiuyi what else he needed, Butler Shibata retreated first. down.

"Are you up early, Mr. Inspector?"

"Well, good morning Shuichi-kun! After we finish breakfast, are we going to visit Mr. Nishino who lives at the foot of the mountain?"

"Yes, that's what I mean, and if possible, I hope to find a more professional person to explain to us the origin of the painting "Love Letter"..."

After a simple breakfast, Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu went down the mountain along the walking path in the mountain to visit Mr. Asai's friend, painter Nishino who lives at the foot of the mountain. In the early morning, the air in the mountains was a little humid. Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu strolled along the path in the mountains, discussing some information about Mr. Asai and "Love Letter" from time to time.

"Inspector, you and Mr. Asai should be very good friends, right?"

Lin Xiu, who was beside him, asked Yuan Zhizhu about Asai.

"Huh? In fact, it's not really close friends, but we joined a club at the same time in college, and we are familiar with each other!"

"Eh? But, I think Mr. Shibata is very familiar with you!"

"This is actually a long story. In fact, I and Asai-kun were not very familiar friends back then. I actually met him through Asai-kun's sister!"

"Sister? You mean Mr. Asai has a younger sister?"

"Yes, we were lovers in college, and later, unfortunately, she fell ill and died!"

"Well, I'm so sorry to bring up your sadness!"

"It doesn't matter, I'm also a policeman, I know you're asking me about the situation of the Asai family..."

Yuan Zhizhu said to Lin Xiuyi indifferently.

Lin Xiuyi learned from Yuan Zhizhu that the Asai family was originally a large local landlord, and had made a fortune from the timber business a long time ago. After making a fortune, the Asai family gradually expanded their business to the Tokyo area. As the eldest son of the Asai family, Takeshi Asai, who inherited Yugizou, showed great interest in the collection of Western paintings, and is a well-known collector of Western paintings in Japan.

Because of the beautiful scenery of Okutama Town, Koichi Asai has been inviting some painters who have not yet become famous in Tokyo to move here in recent years. On the one hand, Koichi Asai hopes to rely on these artists to revive Okutama Town. On the other hand, Mr. Asai also hopes that these artists can cultivate world-renowned Western painting creators.

Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu communicated all the way to the foot of the mountain, and then they found the place where the painter Mr. Nishino lived by asking passers-by.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

With a knock on the door, the voice of inquiries quickly came from the house.

"Who is outside?"

"Is that Mr. Nishino?"

With the sound of the door opening, a middle-aged man in his forties appeared in front of Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu.

"Excuse me...you are!"

"Sorry... I take the liberty to interrupt~lightnovelpub.net~ We are friends of Mr. Asai, the owner of Xigizhuang Village. I want to ask you about something. I don't know if it's convenient to waste your time?"

"Ah... It's Mr. Asai's friend! Come in, come in, come in, please... Are you here to see the painting?"

"Well, I don't know anything about Western painting. I just want to ask you something about Mr. Asai. Excuse me... Is it convenient for us to go in and talk?"

"Sorry, it's all my fault, please come in... please come in!"

Mr. Nishino let Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu come in, and then he boiled water to make tea for the two of them.

"Mr. Nishino, I heard that last week, Mr. Asai invited you to Yugiri Village, right?"

"Well, but Mr. Asai left that day. I only saw Mr. Shibata, the housekeeper of Yugizhuang..."

Mr. Nishino, who was busy standing in front of the stove, replied casually.

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