The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

"orchid!"

Hearing Xiaolan's scream, my DNA moved.

I knew in my heart that Xiaolan was strong and strong, and would not encounter any real danger.

I'm just afraid that she might encounter another murder case or some other weird incident, which would disturb my mind of just wanting to hang out and take my time.

Toru Amuro and I rushed to the door panting, and quickly pushed open the half-open door.

What I saw was Xiaolan holding Conan in both hands, with a panicked look on his face, but Conan was caught by his neck, and at the moment he was shaking his two short legs in the air with a flushed face, stretching towards us. Set out to ask for help.

Seeing the two of us coming, Xiaolan reacted in embarrassment, and put Conan down with some embarrassment.

Looking in the direction she was standing facing, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, it was not a troublesome thing.

What Xiaolan faced was a large group of lifelike bionic dolls that seemed to be carved out of a mold.

The dolls have different expressions, but they have a similar face, maybe they were carved out of the same mold.

They are like toys that have been thrown around, posing in various strange poses and piled up in the corner to form a hill, with different weird expressions on their faces, but they all have one thing in common, that is, under the eyes There is a coquettish mole.

The puppets filled the four corners of the room, as if deliberately leaving a blank area in the center of the room. In the middle of the enclosed room, there is a statue that looks like a saint, as if surrounded by puppets in a worshiping posture. plaster sculpture.

Even though I have seen many art exhibitions, I can't describe the exquisiteness of this statue. It feels like a living person is about to burst out of it.

But when I saw the face of the plaster sculpture, I couldn't help screaming like Xiaolan. Fortunately, I firmly suppressed myself and avoided the grand occasion of the duet of female voices here.

Because I found that on the face of the sculpture, under the eyes without pupils, there is a tear mole that is exactly the same as the faces of the dolls.This tear mole made her pupilless eyes sparkle, as if a pair of jewel-like pupils emerged out of thin air.

This tear mole represents that whether it is a mountain of dolls or this plaster sculpture, what they paint is a person, which is the artist's model.

This plaster sculpture is different from the dolls that are randomly discarded beside it. It is so realistic, it really looks like a real person who has lost its color.

Mr. Steward also came here at this time, he saw the statue, he knew it in his heart, and explained to us unhurriedly:

"Mr. Hans is actually an artist, and Ms. Nana is the model for all his works. She is the treasure of his life and his muse of inspiration."

I have heard that some artists are in love with a certain model, they call it a muse, but many so-called artists change their muse every once in a while, and I call them scumbags.

But seeing so many identical faces facing me, I still couldn't help being a little apprehensive, and I couldn't help leaning closer to Xiaolan who also felt a little creepy.

I even think these faces are familiar, I don't know where I saw them.

"The artist..." The female assistant next to the magician, who has always been taciturn, suddenly spoke up. She faltered and asked, "It can't be that...Mr. Hans who once held a touring art exhibition in Europe..."

"It's that Mr. Hans." The housekeeper bent slightly towards the magician's assistant, "I never thought that Mr. Hans passed away so many years, and the younger generation still remembers him."

"Mr. Housekeeper is too polite." The female assistant also quickly bowed down and thanked, "Mr. Hans's works were sold at sky-high prices in the past few months. They are works of art that rich people are vying to collect."

The magician touched his head in confusion, and said to the female assistant with some doubts, "I didn't expect you to understand this."

"The news of the sky-high price is still on the headlines of the newspapers," the assistant explained.

After listening to their words, I realized why I felt familiar with the girl's face.

Because I have seen this face before.

A few years ago, Matsuda Jinhei took an annual leave with great difficulty, and took me to Europe to relax while staying at home during the professional window.

He said that it would definitely make this trip worthwhile for me. When I was [-] years old lying on a rocking chair and lost all my teeth and couldn’t eat potato chips and fried chicken, I would never forget this wonderful trip when I was young. time.

He spoke vividly, describing the magnificent scene to me, and repeatedly emphasized that this vacation is hard-won, and if you miss it, there may be no chance for a next time.

I was moved, packed my small suitcase and was taken to the airport by him.

I thought he would take me to eat all the food on the street, from Italian pizza to British steak, from urban lemon tart to country roast duck, I even prepared my own knife and fork, even if I don’t have a seat, I can squat Eating an entire donut on the side of the road.

I was careless.

Because of the salted fish, I was too lazy to give the task of reading the strategy to Matsuda Jinpei, and I finally received my retribution.

In fact, when I secretly saw Matsuda Jinhei searching for "what places to visit in Europe" on the search engine, I should have been vigilant.

But because he was in high spirits, I really couldn't bear to pour cold water on Matsuda Jinping, who was so happy that he seemed to be radiating light. After all, it was really hard for him to have a vacation.

Although he kept silent about how to get a vacation, I still vaguely heard about it.

Isn't the big dark circles on this guy's face the result of his one-week stay at the police station all night!

I was so moved that I agreed to hand over all the check-in attractions to him for arrangement.

But I'm sorry, if I could do it all over again, I would choose goodbye.

I should have realized it when I fed the pigeons in the square on the first day and was pecked by a pigeon. Unfortunately, I was lucky; on the second day when I queued up to die at Disney, I played two games in one day. I should have persuaded him in time, but unfortunately I still want to give him a chance...

I think this trip is very worthwhile to write a long article about the travel strategy

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On the last day, Matsuda Jinhei took me, who was exhausted, to eat a very expensive but unpalatable meal at the entrance of the art exhibition hall. Sculpture and nothing... art exhibition.

That's right, the art exhibition that my friend and I watched together should be the art exhibition of this Mr. Hans.

It may be because the meal at the entrance of the art exhibition hall was so unpalatable, so I have a particularly deep memory of the art exhibition, and I also have a deep memory of this face that frequently appears in art exhibitions.

A pair of paintings called "The Maiden's Prayer" that was exhibited as the best work at that time was the most outstanding and eye-catching work among them.

With Japan's special hazy and weird beauty.

Many years later, faced with the same creation, Riko Amami, the salted fish forensic doctor in Mihua Town, will recall that distant afternoon when her friend took her to see the painting exhibition.

Ok, back to reality.

Another small door in the room full of dolls led out into a deep corridor that ended in a wall.

If this is a "corridor", it would be more appropriate to say that this is a "gallery", because the walls of the corridor are covered with paintings by Mr. Hans, most of which are unfinished works, and even Hang up some sketches.

It looks like it's made up.

It should be because the remaining paintings after selling many original works can no longer fill the entire corridor.

But these semi-finished products seem to form a pair of invisible hands, guiding us to go in... closer... deeper...

At the end is a wall.

There is a painting on the wall, but this painting is a finished product.

In the painting is a girl with her head down, she is Miss Nana from the manor that is like a treasure.

She knelt down in the middle of the church with her head down, her hair was soft and brushed across her side face, hanging down on her collarbone, even her eyelashes were clearly visible.Silk satin hangs down from the dome-shaped church ceiling, caressing her shoulders, and the surroundings are dark and silent.She held a torch in her hand, and the small, faint light only illuminated her delicate face...

Everyone present almost held their breath after seeing this portrait, as if they were afraid of disturbing the girl's prayers.

The title of this painting is "A Maiden's Prayer".

After a long silence, the magician spoke casually: "Since there are so many works of art here, and the value of Mr. Hans' works is also very high, why are we talking about treasures? The combined value of the works of art here has exceeded It’s beyond the imagination of ordinary people.”

After hearing what he said, I didn't take my eyes off the portrait, and murmured to myself, "I'm afraid that's not the case...this painting...is a copy."

I have seen this painting in an art exhibition hall. It was an authentic painting donated by an anonymous wealthy businessman for a week of exhibition, and here... although the imitation is very realistic, there are still some gaps with the original painting.

The question is that I was dragged by Matsuda Jinhei to watch the art exhibition for an entire afternoon!Smoking sucks...

I heard some people gasped and whispered: "The imitation is like this, so what about the real one..."

"That's true." Mr. Steward lowered his head and couldn't see his expression, but everyone present could hear him sighing softly, "I'm ashamed to say that there is no original work here, and the replica is really not particularly valuable. The treasures of the treasure... and the previous ones... can be regarded as semi-finished products, and they were just left by Mr. Hans."

"So the treasure is still somewhere in this manor." Toru Amuro concluded very calmly.

The author says:

Song Tian: Search engines are not harmful, so I searched on search engines overnight

｜Which is the best travel strategy｜

(However, please remember this point of the strategy, and you will have a chance to post a small candy in the future)

感谢在2022-05-1618:00:46~2022-05-1714:57:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of sheep and sheep eating grass;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?