Then Pu Shenggangsan shook his head with difficulty and denied himself, "No... this is impossible! By the way, call there to confirm!"

He suddenly got up from his seat and walked towards the black landline beside him.

Pu Shenggang lifted the microphone and pressed it to his ears. While dialing three times, he said to himself, "That guy should be dead!"

As if to add some confidence to himself, he continued to emphasize, "He is indeed dead!"

"Du...Du...Du..." A slow sound came from the eardrums.

After a while, the phone was connected and he was about to speak...

"Peng!" The dull blunt object knocked.

He was attacked on the back of his head and fell to the ground, unconscious.

In the morning, Saki, Miyuki Nanase and others gathered in the living room after breakfast.

"I'm really not sleeping well this time!" Kanedachi rubbed his head and asked Kazumi Sakura, who was sitting on the chair with a yellow shirt and white mid-trousers, "Sakura, I feel better!"

The latter just nodded slightly.

"I finally lived a good life with my real father!" Miyuki Nanase, who had changed into a purple and white dress, sat opposite her.

"I said, what kind of person is Senior Sister Sakura's adoptive father who disappeared five years ago?" Saki asked with a sip of hot tea.

"Like my father, he is a painter. Although others say he is very talented, his paintings cannot be sold at all!"

"Since you are very talented, why can't you sell the paintings?" Jindaichi interrupted.

"You really don't know anything? Child!" A short middle-aged man holding a brown wine bottle leaned against the door.

"Ah, Mr. Kira!"

"It doesn't matter in this industry, but it won't be successful!" Kira Kanjiro, who is always slightly drunk, is still wearing the old and bloated casual suit.

"Relationship?" Kanedaichi looked surprised.

"Almost all the award-winning works that are popular are targeted by disciples from the Censorship Committee."

Saki put down the warm teacup in his hand and sighed, "This really makes people feel a little hypocritical!"

"This country is such a country!" Kira vented his complaints, "As long as a painter knows how to deal with people, he can be so red that he doesn't have any talent! Just like that... Pu Sheng Gangsan!"

"Uh..." Miyuki Nanase was puzzled.

"Mr. Kirara, have you and Mr. Pu Sheng had any unpleasantness before?" Saki asked curiously with lifting the beam in the frame.

"That was 15 years ago. Pu Sheng stole my inspiration and won a grand prize at the art exhibition. He stepped onto the stage of the art world in a glorious way." "Gulu" He raised his wine bottle and raised his head and drank two mouthfuls, and then continued, "But that guy was exhausted soon after. I thought he had no talent, and it was only a matter of time before he fell... But that guy..."

His tone suddenly became worse, "But it suddenly changed its style of painting five years ago. Every time he took out a painting, he would receive high praise. Now he is a respected and famous Japanese, not even the world's great painter! But I am familiar with other people's character but I don't believe it. How could a bastard like Pu Sheng, who could draw such wonderful paintings? Those paintings must be someone else..."

The wine bottle was shaking, "Forget it, the wine is almost awake!"

"Mr. Kira's thoughts are a bit wrong." Saki rubbed his nose and said, looking at the depressed back shaking his body and leaving the door.

"Does Saki Kun want to help Painter Pusheng talk?" Miyuki Nanase turned to look at him.

"No, I just think that Kira cares too much about other people's achievements. Even if he steals his own ideas, if he is strong in his heart and believes in his own talents, he should draw better works to fight back, rather than immersing himself in other people's achievements and finally falling into depravity."

"Perhaps, Mr. Kira feels that if he hadn't been stolen, at least he would be a well-known painter!"

"Well, if the gap is small, he wouldn't be like this. This industry will eventually be burdened by reputation." Saki felt that he could see it thoroughly.

"After that being said, Mr. Kotomi Kusuo? Why haven't you seen him?" Miyuki Nanase looked around.

"I haven't seen it during dinner!" Jinda Ichi, who agreed, was also puzzled.

"Is something wrong?"

After the murder case last night, it is easy to move people's thinking towards bad aspects.

"Dad...will he be in the backyard of the house? He often looks out into the scenery in the distance in the morning. I'll go there to see it!" He Quanying stood up and asked to go outside to look for it.

"Then I'll go to his room and find it!"

"Yeah~"

The two of them walked upstairs and walked to the door of Pu Shenggang's room three.

"Dongdong..." The rhythmic knock on the door.

"Mr. Pu Sheng, are you in the room?" Saki asked loudly while knocking.

"Mr. Pu Sheng?"

After a while, Saki put on his gloves without saying a word, grabbed the apple-shaped lock and twisted it gently.

"Clink", the door lock has not moved at all.

"Is Pu Shenggangsan still sleeping?" Jintian frowned and guessed.

"No, it's already this time, so it's impossible for me to fall asleep in the house. Mr. Pu Sheng is likely to have something wrong!" Saki's tone cut off the iron.

"Let's go and ask the butler Xiaomiyayama wants to get the key!"

The two hurried to the door of Goro Komiyayama on the first floor.

I saw the light-colored door was closed, and time was tight, so Saki pushed the door straight into.

But Xiao Miyayama, who was in a dark blue casual suit, held the receiver to them with his back, looked puzzled and said urgently: "Master, what's wrong with you? Master..."

"What happened?"

"The master is in a situation that is not right!" Komiyama covered the microphone and turned around to explain.

"What's wrong with you? Mr. Pu Sheng..." Jintianichi snatched the microphone and asked loudly.

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying voice came from the other end of the phone, "...Save me...I will be killed! I was killed by the monster thief gentleman!"

Saki who was next to him clearly heard Pu Sheng’s call for help. Jinda opened his eyes widened, "Calm down, where are you? Are there any tips?"

"I don't know, I can't see anything... No, in Lavender Villa! Lavender...ah!"

"Ah..." The screams that lasted for several seconds were mixed with the dull sound of heavy objects hammering, as if they were hitting the hearts of Kazuki Kazuka and Saki.

After that, the other end of the phone went silent, as if nothing had happened.

"Kinda Ichijun?" Goro Komiyama looked at the expressions of the two and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Chapter completed!