Hearing that Lin Xiuyi explained the ins and outs of the matter very clearly, the hostility in Steward Shibata's heart gradually subsided a little, and in addition, he trusted Lin Xiuyi a little more.

"Officer Lin, since you have clearly told the truth about Guizhi's death, I don't have to avenge Guizhi personally, and now I will listen to your arrangements. ”

Although Mr. Shibata's eyes were still full of wariness, he had already given up on his original plan. After all, Lin Xiuyi answered this question that had been buried in his heart for so many years. Now his only request is for the murderer to be punished as he deserves.

"Thank you, Mr. Shibata, although what you did tonight was a bit reckless, but fortunately you did not break the law, otherwise, you would have been punished by the same law as the murderer!"

Lin Xiuyi was recognized by Shibata, and his heart calmed down a little, and now it seems that the only remaining problem is the two guys in front of him.

"Ms. Furuzawa, Mr. Morris! It's already four o'clock in the morning, and in another hour, the workers who left last night will be coming back one after another, and I think you should think about your situation! By the way, Mr. Shibata, you installed the blocking device for the mobile phone signal, can you tell me where you put it?"

Lin Xiu turned around and asked Mr. Shibata.

"On the roof of the utility room at the back of the house, just cut off the power to where it leads......"

Mr. Shibata replied unhurriedly to Lin Shuichi.

Lin Xiu nodded clearly, and then took another step closer to Mr. Morris and Ms. Gu Ze.

"The sports car of President Takuya Maezawa is your hands and feet, and it has the same purpose as killing Takashi Kikuchi. You're just hoping to confirm the ominous name of the painting "Love Letter". I'm right!"

Lin Xiuyi asked Ms. Gu Ze in a soft voice, his eyes were also fixed on Ms. Gu Ze's eyes, and Ms. Gu Ze felt that she had no secrets in front of Lin Xiuyi for a moment......

Ms. Guzawa didn't answer Lin Xiuyi's question because her brain was completely messed up now. Now, even if they succeed in escaping from here, her and Morris's identities have been exposed, and no matter where they escape, the Metropolitan Police Department police will not let them go.

Even if they kill Lin Xiuyi, Ms. Guzawa and Mr. Morris still can't get the "Love Letter" they want. And the Kikuchi butler who was standing on the sidelines with a bow and arrow, if he didn't have the restraint of the police, he was afraid that he would do it immediately, and when the time came, would he really be sure that he could escape from here?

Just when Ms. Guze was still pondering, all of a sudden, her mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and then Lin Xiuyi and Mr. Morris's mobile phones also got a prompt sound at the same time.

Lin Xiuyi's last trace of worry could also be put down. He took out his mobile phone to check the signal status displayed on the mobile phone screen, and then immediately dialed Officer Yuan Zhizhu's phone.

"Mr. Inspector, you've finally found a device to block the signal!"

"Sorry for the delay, but I've already informed the police nearby, what's going on over there?"

Yuan Zhizhu asked Lin Xiuyi worriedly on the phone.

"Everyone's here, including Steward Shibata himself, so if it's convenient for you, please come over as soon as possible! I think I've figured out the connection between everything......"

After Lin Xiuyi hung up the phone, he immediately turned around and nodded to Mr. Shibata behind him, and after receiving Lin Xiuyi's affirmative reply, the nerves that Shibata Butler had been tense could finally relax. He slowly loosened the bowstring from his hand, then slowly lowered his arm, and then withdrew the cluster of arrows into the holster behind him.

"It seems that you have no choice! Ms. Furuzawa, you and Mr. Asai should not have any deep hatred when you see it, can you listen to my advice and let Mr. Asai sit down and rest for a while!"

Lin Xiu hesitated when he saw Ms. Gu Ze's attitude, and then wanted the other party to release Mr. Asai as a hostage first.

Morris heard Lin Xiuyi's request, and first looked at Ms. Gu Ze behind him. Although the situation is now obvious, Morris is used to being obedient to Ms. Guze. Without Ms. Guze's consent, Morris would never have done anything against Ms. Guze's wishes.

"Morris...... That's enough, let's put the shallow well!"

When Asai heard Ms. Furuzawa's answer, his face immediately showed a sense of happiness for the rest of his life. He cautiously stared at the katana hanging around his neck, and saw that it was slowly lowered by Morris, and then he hurriedly crawled behind Lin Xiuyi.

Lady Furuzawa looked up, glanced around the room, and let out a long breath.

"Alas......"

"Allow me, Madam Gouze, to ask you, how did you know that Rembrandt's self-portrait was hidden beneath this Love Letter?"

Lin Xiuyi put down the mobile phone in his hand, and then asked Ms. Gu Ze with some curiosity. Just now, he looked up a little information on his mobile phone about Rembrandt's self-portrait. Although I don't know much, I have some information.

"Actually...... The painting ...... Actually, this painting was snatched from a museum in Boston by my college sweetheart. ”

"Lovers, do you mean Mr. Morris?"

Lin Xiuyi asked Ms. Gu Ze in some surprise.

"No, I didn't know Mr. Morris at the time, he ...... It's been many years since I died......"

Ms. Gu Ze said a little sadly, and then she adjusted her emotions and continued to say to Lin Xiuyi.

"It was our first date, and we saw this rare Rembrandt self-portrait in an art gallery in Boston. You may not know that although sketches are usually only drafts of Western paintings, there are only 10 self-painted sketches of Rembrandt in the world, but the number of self-portraits of Western paintings as finished products is as high as 60, so in terms of rarity, Rembrandt's self-portrait manuscripts are actually more precious than Rembrandt's Western paintings. And this work was completed during the most painful period of Rembrandt's life......"

"At that time, I was just starting a new relationship, but I was a little out of breath because of my mother's debts. That idiot...... The idiot saw that I cared so much about Rembrandt's work that he ran into the museum with a gun and snatched it out......"

With Ms. Gu Ze's narration, a few lines of tears unconsciously welled up in her eyes, and then, Lin Xiuyi heard a woman's life experience that lasted for twenty years.