"Even if you know all this...... Xiaobai continued to look at the surveillance TV.

"What's the point?" watched him from every corner of the surveillance.

"In this way, you can solve the case earlier, right?" Xiao Ai looked at Xiao Bai very strangely.

"And then?" Xiao Bai looked at Xiao Ai.

"......," the little mourning was silent.

Now Xiaobai, she can't understand.

She didn't know what he was thinking, or why he was so questionable at the moment.

It seems that what is happening now has touched him.

......

"The deceased lady must have loved this garden very much. Before the police arrived, Xiaobai walked around the courtyard, and then found the soil that was still pruning the flowers and plants.

"......" The other party just glanced at Xiaobai and didn't reply. Continuing with the work at hand.

"Some people die, and they really die. Some people are dead, but they are still alive in people's hearts. Xiaobai sat on the grass, his hands on the ground, and looked up at the sky.

Tu Fei turned his head to look at Xiaobai, this time it seemed that he had been looking at it for a longer time.

As for Xiao Wai, who accompanied Xiao Bai, he sat next to Xiao Bai silently. The right hand holds Xiaobai's left hand.

She didn't know what to say, so she didn't have to say anything.

She doesn't know how to do it, so just do it according to her heart's thoughts.

"Is it really worth it?" muttered Xiaobai.

"When I came to this city from Uemachi in Kochi, it was my wife who took me in. She funded me to learn about gardening and kept me in the villa as a maid. Tu Fei said as he did the work at hand.

"I don't know if it's worth it or not. All I knew was that I had to do it. 」

"It seems to me that Madame is still alive, she will pass by the courtyard, she will smile very happily. 」

"As you said, little friend, if you don't even take care of the courtyard that proves she lived, who will remember?"

The soil fat head did not look back.

"The grace of a drop of water, the spring reciprocates," Xiao Bai said softly as he looked at Tu Fei.

......

"There are suspicious people here. I don't know how long it took for the sound of footsteps to break the silence.

"And two children. Someone trotted over, and it was several officers in police uniforms.

"Come with us, please. The officer said to Tu Man.

"The two children too. The officer smiled at Bai and Ai.

......

"Did you go to the courtyard?" As To-fi was brought into the villa, Eiri and Yukiko noticed Xiaobai and Xiaowai who came with them.

"Hmm. Xiaobai nodded.

"Officer Twilight, this is the gardener for this villa. After the soil was brought in, it was as silent as it was when it was brought on the road. Yukiko explains the identity of the person who came to the police officer Twilight.

Then, after saying that there was a monitoring room, the group came to the monitoring room.

As for Xiaobai and Xiaowai, they came to the hall.

......

"There is a person who, I don't know when, fell in love with art. Sitting on the sofa, Xiaobai whispered.

"From the precipitation of history, each work of art will radiate its own light. 」

"Although this is a remote job, it is also a very boring job. However, a determination made him persevere. 」

"From school to society, from apprentice to master, follow this path all the way. From youth to middle age, from middle age to old age, he has his own art gallery. 」

"Although the road is very bumpy, this love has not diminished with age. And it will only ferment over time, and become more and more fanatical. 」

Then, one day, he found that the staff working in the museum were secretly taking the art in the museum and selling it. This made him very angry. 」

"However, the former owner of the museum had to pay the museum as a mortgage because of bankruptcy. Obviously, it was promised that the mortgage of the art museum would be established in this art museum and continue to exist. However, the current owner decided to demolish the museum and make it a hotel soon after. 」

"Powerlessness, distress, everything made him not know what to do. 」

"In the end, he chose to get rid of these two people in the museum. 」

"He did it, and the charge of killing the boss was blamed on the employee with the help of one person. 」

"That employee is addicted to gambling, and that's why he sells art in the museum. 」

"People in hell have a heart toward the light. But no one can save him. However, the cherished art museum has been preserved. This is already the best result. 」

"Originally, it should have ended here, shouldn't it?"

"There's another guy who is famous for drawing Mt. Fuji. It seems that his whole life was spent on Mt. Fuji. Clearly, he did. 」

"Like curators who love art, young, middle-aged, and old. He spent his whole life painting Mt. Fuji. 」

"As he got older, he knew he wouldn't be able to paint for a few more years. On one of the peaks, he found a place where he could see the panorama of Mt. Fuji. 」

"He bought the mountain and built the house. For the rest of his life, he only gathered into that painting of Mt. Fuji. 」

"However, his students ruined it all. 」

"Reality is nothing more than profit. This is indeed ironic. But it happened nakedly around me. 」

"The twin towers of the skyscraper blocked Mt. Fuji, and from that peak, it was like knocking Mt. Fuji in half. 」

"Anger stained his hands with blood that shouldn't have been stained with blood. 」

"In the end, after a debate with a man, he chose to turn himself in. 」

Xiao Ai listened quietly, she didn't know who the curator he was talking about, but she knew. That's what happened to him before she came.

Then, when she heard about Mt. Fuji, she knew that this story had really happened.

"The director died not long ago, and his students inherited the museum. However, it is gratifying to know that his students keep the museum in good order. 」

"And the other, perhaps, as his student said, was not a good student. Or rather, his popularity is just a bargaining chip in the mall. 」

Then, the room fell silent again.