Under Yuan Huaiyu's initiative to strike up a conversation, Ruyue Fengshui finally turned his head slightly and looked at this young man who could tell at a glance that he was very good at eating.
Ruyue Fengshui frowned in confusion. He remembered that he did not recognize this man.
"We have met before. That day I followed Detective Maori to visit the twin buildings, and you happened to be here, Mr. Kisaragi."
Although Ruyue Fengshui was curious as to why this guy could still speak so clearly even though he kept eating, he had no intention of chatting with a stranger right now.
"What's the matter?" Ruyue Fengshui repeated.
"Oh, Mr. Kisaragi, don't worry." Yuanhuaiyu responded with a smile, "Look, isn't the beautiful scenery of Mount Fuji in front of you suitable for enjoying quietly?"
Hearing what he said, Ruyue Fengshui's face suddenly turned cold.
He subconsciously regarded Yuan Huaiyu as the person who came to chat with him for his paintings. After all, Tokiwa Mio kept claiming that he was a teacher, and secretly did a lot of things like taking his paintings and reselling them at high prices.
What's more, he has more important things to do today, and he really has no intention of arguing with the guy in front of him.
"As we all know, Mr. Kisaragi is a master of Japanese speaking, and his paintings of Mount Fuji are one of a kind."
Yuan Huaiyu finally stopped moving the food from his hands to his mouth and looked at Ruyue Fengshui seriously.
"But starting from a certain point in time, Mr. Kisaragi, the angle from which you painted Mount Fuji became fixed. If you guessed correctly, the location of the painting should be Mr. Kisaragi's current residence, right?"
Ruyue Fengshui looked at the young man deeply: "What do you want to say?"
Yuan Huaiyu looked directly into his eyes: "I want to say, since Damu Yansong has been killed by Mr. Ruyue, can we let other people go?"
Ruyue Fengshui was stunned for a moment.
"After all, Damu Yansong does deserve to die, but the other people are just doing normal business operations, and they are not unforgivable, right?" Yuan Huaiyu continued.
At this time, Ruyue Fengshui finally recovered from Yuanhuaiyu's racing thoughts.
"How did you know?"
He heard from the young man's words that this man already knew that he was the one who killed Nishitama City Councilman Oki Isomatsu.
"There's nothing to say, old gentleman, just think that I guessed it."
Yuan Huaiyu spread the hand that was not holding the plate: "As for the motive, although I think it is boring, but because you can't draw Mount Fuji from the most favorite angle because of the construction of these twin skyscrapers, you kill...
…This is too nonsense.”
Ru Yue Feng Shui's qi nourishing skills are quite good. After the other party exposed his motive for killing, there was only a slight surprise in his eyes.
He looked at Yuanhuaiyu, shook his head very slowly and said, "You don't understand."
"I don't understand?" Yuan Huaiyu narrowed his eyes, "I think you who kill someone because someone ruined your good deeds are the ones who really don't understand."
Before Ruyue Fengshui could refute, he continued: "In my opinion, you are just an angry and selfish ghost."
Ruyue Fengshui's shoulders twitched, and he resisted the urge to take action, and just stared at Yuanhuaiyu with sharp eyes.
He also knew that his plan to kill his student Mio Tokiwa during the opening ceremony today would probably come to nothing.
Even if he insists on taking action against Tokiwa Mio and hangs her in the dark using the necklace he gave her as a prop, he will probably be stopped by this young man.
But he didn't see anyone who looked like a police officer in the venue, which was what was strange about him - although he didn't know how the young man knew what he was doing, he didn't seem to notify the police to arrest him.
.
So after thinking about it for a while, Ruyue Fengshui decided to talk to this young man who seemed to want to talk to him.
So even if Yuan Huaiyu said that he was an angry and selfish man, he could only accept it temporarily and asked: "You are not me, how can you know my hatred for these guys?"
"That's wrong." What he didn't expect was that this young man seemed to want to reason with him.
Yuan Huaiyu said: "Mount Fuji can be seen from anywhere and painted from any angle."
"Although you think you have found a favorite place that is most suitable for you to paint, and you think it is the most perfect angle to paint Mount Fuji, but have you ever thought that the real core of Mount Fuji, the truly beautiful thing, is just from
Can it be described from just one angle?"
Kisaragi Hosui sneered: "You sound like you know Mount Fuji very well. How old are you? I have been painting Mount Fuji all my life. In Japan, I think that my understanding of Mount Fuji is almost second to none."
"Is this really the case?" Yuan Huaiyu shook his head with regret, "I understand your love for Mount Fuji, but the Mount Fuji you painted is just a flat image after all."
"Every light and shadow of Mount Fuji, every trace of life activity, is part of the beauty of Mount Fuji."
"To put it bluntly, your painting can indeed make people feel the beauty of Mount Fuji. But it is just beauty. It has nothing but beauty."
Kisaragi Hosui was a little choked for a moment. He claimed that he was a famous Japanese painter and was admired and admired by thousands of people. At this time, a junior who looked to be in his twenties bluntly said that his paintings were not good. Kisaragi Hosui thought
No words of rebuttal could be said.
"You said that this twin skyscraper split your beloved Mount Fuji into two halves, but this does not become a reason for you to continue killing people." Yuan Huaiyu continued to advise.
Ruyue Fengshui's face turned gloomy: "Then it seems we have nothing to talk about. We don't agree with each other."
In the end, he labeled Yuan Huaiyu as an "arrogant person who speaks arrogant words".
"Sigh...I know that saying this won't convince Mr. Ruyue..."
When Yuan Huaiyu saw Ruyue Fengshui's appearance, he realized that his words had no effect and sighed.
"Well, Mr. Kisaragi, you claim that your ability to paint Mount Fuji has reached its peak. I am not talented, so I want to compete with the old man on my painting skills."
"Just you?" Ruyue Fengshui seemed to have heard some joke.
"That's right." Yuan Huaiyu said with a smile.
"It's just that we have to wait until today's matter is over."
"I hope the old gentleman can give me some face. Today is already going to be a mess, so don't have any plans to kill those people."