"Xiu Yijun, do you have any clues?"

When Steward Shibata said goodbye to Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu, Yuan Zhizhu immediately asked Lin Xiuyi with concern about his opinion on this case.

"I'm sorry, Ombudsman! There are so few clues left, and if it weren't for your judgment, I'm afraid I wouldn't have assumed that Mr. Asai's departure was a disappearance. ”

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

"But...... This time I came to Yukiso, and it wasn't like I couldn't do anything. Didn't Butler Shibata just say that there is a painter called Mr. Nishino who lives nearby. Maybe we can visit us tomorrow and maybe we'll have some valuable clues......"

According to the normal work system of the police, the police are not yet able to 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. In the case of a general disappearance, the police will often investigate the person the victim had contacted before the disappearance. Therefore, Mr. Nishino, who took the initiative to visit Mr. Asai after his disappearance, naturally became the first object of Lin Shuichi's investigation.

Because this place is a long way from Tokyo, that night, Lin Shuichi and Gen Zhizhu stayed in two different rooms in Yukiyama Villa. There is hot spring water brought up from the bottom of the mountain in the mountain villa, so Lin Shuichi was fortunate to enjoy the first hot spring after returning to Japan in the bathtub of his guest room.

Lin Xiuyi leaned his head against the wall of the bathtub and put his hands on the upper edge of the bathtub. Let the body float gently in the water, and the fatigue of running all the way gradually disappears. Through the small window of the bathroom, Lin Xiuyi looked at the lights under the mountain. The feeling of hearing the breeze blowing through the mountains and forests is something you can't enjoy in the hustle and bustle of Tokyo.

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

Facts have proved that even if he changes places, Lin Xiuyi can sleep well smoothly.

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

"Officer Lin, you slept soundly last night!"

Butler Shibata, who was busy arranging breakfast for the guests, immediately greeted Lin Shuichi as soon as he saw him.

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

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

"Excuse me, do you prefer black tea or coffee?"

"A cup of coffee, thanks!"

As soon as Lin Xiuyi's words fell, Butler Shibata took out a silver coffee pot from the tray held by his assistant and poured a cup for Lin Xiuyi, and then after asking Lin Xiuyi what else he needed, Butler Shibata stepped back first.

"Woke up early, Mr. Ombudsman?"

"Well, good morning, Ichi-kun, after we finish breakfast, are we going to visit Mr. Nishino, who lives at the bottom of the mountain?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean, and if possible, I'd like to find someone more professional to explain to us the origin of the Love Letter......"

After a brief breakfast, Hayashi Shuichi and Genjitake went down the mountain trail to visit Mr. Asai's friend who lived at the foot of the mountain, the painter Nishino. In the early morning, the mountain air was a little humid, and Hayashi Shuichi and Gen Zhizhu walked along the mountain paths, discussing some information about Mr. Asai and the Love Letter from time to time.

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

Lin Xiu knocked on the side and asked Yuan Zhizhu about the shallow well.

"Well, it's not really a close friend, it's just that we joined a club at the same time in college, and we know each other well!"

"But I think Shibata-san seems to be very familiar with you!"

"It's actually a long story, in fact, I wasn't very familiar with Asai-kun back then, I actually met him through Asai-kun's sister!"

"Sister, do you mean Mr. Asai has a younger sister?"

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

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

"It's okay, I'm also a police officer, and I know you're asking me about the situation of the Asai family......"

Yuan Zhizhu said to Lin Xiuyi disapprehantly.

Lin Shuichi learned from Genzhizhu that the Asai family was originally a large local landowner who had made a fortune in the timber business a long time ago, and after making a fortune, the Asai family gradually expanded their business to the Tokyo area. As the eldest son of the Asai family, Koichi Asai, who inherited Yukiso, showed great interest in the collection of Western paintings, and was a well-known collector of Western paintings in Japan.

In recent years, Koichi Asai has been inviting some of Tokyo's yet-known artists to move to the town, hoping to revitalize the town with these artists, and on the other hand, he hopes that these artists can produce world-renowned Western painters.

In this way, Lin Shuyi and Genzhizhu 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.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, and the sound of inquiry was soon heard in the house.

"Who's out there?"

"Is that Mr. Nishino?"

With the sound of opening the door inside, a middle-aged man around forty years old appeared in front of Lin Xiuyi and Yuan Zhizhu.

"Excuse me...... You are!"

"Sorry...... I'm sorry to interrupt you, we are friends of Mr. Asai, the owner of Yukiriso, and there are some things I want to ask you about, I don't know if it's inconvenient for you to delay a little time?"

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

"Well, I don't know anything about Western painting, but I want to ask you about Mr. Asai...... Can we go in and talk?"

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, please come in...... Please come in!"

As he spoke, Mr. Nishino let Lin Xiuyi and Genzhizhu in, and then boiled water to make tea for the two.

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

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

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

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