The Rice Flower Art Museum is a bit of an internal and external trouble. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Externally, not many people come to visit, maybe this kind of art that is shelved and only a few so-called elites are enjoying themselves is really not very popular.

In the final analysis, there is no such thing as art in the world, as long as you think it looks good.

However, those so-called elites have to add something that sounds very reasonable, but does not explain anything, and the so-called art can only be something that they admire alone.

True art is never divorced from the broad masses of the people.

The uncle didn't think he was an elite, and he didn't think he knew the so-called arts, and it was better to look at these things than to go to the street and see pretty girls.

Well, it's a layman anyway.

The Rice Flower Art Museum has not been open for long, and a short and fat owner named Manaka bought it, thinking that he would continue to open the museum, but now he has called someone to come and design the hotel.

Therefore, it is true that the vulgar are the mainstream in the world.

Uncle didn't think there was anything, but he listened to it for a while and looked at it for a while, and found that the people here seemed to be a little unhappy with each other.

Nothing will happen, right?

Uncle frowned slightly.

Sure enough, you should watch more of these anime or something before crossing over.,If you know the so-called plot.,If you know what's going to happen.,It's much easier.。

It's a pity that I didn't look good at the beginning.

Anyway, it didn't happen, and there was nothing the uncle could do about it.

And it's not certain that it will happen.

So after Ochiai left, he followed Xiaolan to see those so-called works of art.

In fact, Xiaolan can't understand it, she just thinks it's good-looking.

And I came here mainly to see the rumored medieval armor that could walk.

But when I walked to the hell exhibition hall, I found a sign in the passage that said "No Entry".

"Huh? It's strange, there is obviously an exhibition hall in front of this. ”

Xiaolan looked at the visit manual in her hand, confirmed it again and again, and found that it was indeed there.

So what's the deal with this no-go?

"Whatever, go around again and go back, I'm about to starve to death."

The uncle touched his stomach with a distressed look.

Every day, only breakfast and dinner can be eaten a little better, after all, it is made by Xiaolan.

As for lunch......

That's a lot of tears.

So for the uncle, breakfast and dinner are enjoyment, and lunch is torment.

Every day, I have breakfast and wait for dinner, but today Xiaolan wants to come here to appreciate some art.

With this spare time, it is better to hide at home and enjoy those adult action love education documentary art films.

Of course, this is definitely not to bring bad Xiaolan, and no one in the world will watch those with his daughter, although there seem to be some ghost fathers in this country......

Definitely not an uncle anyway.

Xiaolan didn't know the messy thoughts in her uncle's mind, and continued to look at the things she hadn't seen.

Soon the days are getting weaker, and basically everything that should be seen has been finished.

Uncle and Conan sat there back to back with their heads hung down in frustration, obviously not interested in these things and had to go around here, their bodies were tired, and their hearts were even more tired.

"I'm so tired, let's go back, Sister Xiaolan."

"I'm dying of hunger!"

The uncle was also lamenting.

Sure enough, it's suitable to be a waste person who lies at home all day and doesn't go out.

Xiaolan didn't feel too tired, after all, she was doing something she was interested in.

If you're interested, you won't feel tired, just like some people can play games in front of the computer all day long, and just like an uncle who observes the beautiful girls in the office all day long.

"You're so bad, you can't stand it after only a few laps."

Xiaolan expressed contempt for the physical strength of the two big men, neither of them was as good as her as a weak woman.

She hadn't planned to go back anyway.

After glancing around, I found that the sign prohibiting entry had been removed from the passage of the Hell Pavilion.

"Na Na Na Na, let's go back after reading this."

Xiaolan made a suggestion, which seemed to be giving a choice.

Then, without waiting for Uncle and Conan to say anything, she personally sealed the chosen path.

"But it's okay if you go back by yourself, but dinner will be left to you, oh ho ho ho ......"

With a demon-like laugh, Xiaolan left a back for Uncle and Conan, and walked towards the Hell Exhibition Hall, which was deliberately dimmed.

Uncle and Conan could only sigh at this.

I had no choice but to continue to follow in.

Anyway, let's finish reading it as soon as possible and leave.

The Hell Exhibition Hall, the lighting is deliberately dim, but it's not hard to see.

It's just that in such a dim place, I will subconsciously ignore things that are a little farther away, and pay attention to what is in front of me.

When I walked straight in, I saw a very large painting.

An armored knight stood in front, followed by a demon nailed to the wall by a sharp sword, blood splattered on the knight's body, and the afterglow of the setting sun spilled.

This painting is called "Heavenly Punishment".

"Tick ......"

It seems that there is really a dripping sound that reaches everyone's ears.

The uncle raised his eyebrows, wrinkled his nose, and a faint smell of blood entered his nasal cavity.

"Will it be ......?"

He turned his head sharply and looked at the wall to the left.

On the wall, about a few meters away, a short and fat man was nailed to it with a sharp sword, and blood kept dripping.

"Ahh

Xiaolan's exclamation broke the silence of the art museum.

……

Art, what is art?

Before today, Uncle always thought that those adult action love education documentary art films were art, and other so-called art were fake.

But now I have discovered that in addition to those adult action love education documentary art films, there are still other arts.

For example, killing.

The painting is called Heavenly Punishment, and although it looks good, it is just good.

However, when the scene in the painting became a reality, when a person was nailed to the wall, when the blood was dripping, the uncle suddenly found that this was really an artistic scene.

The one who was killed was the boss called Manaka, and his fat body was nailed to the wall, like a fat pig that was tied up and ready to be killed, and there was an inexplicable sense of joy.

However, combined with the scarlet blood around it, there is a bloody beauty, and it really seems to be a work of art.

Art comes from life, and homicide is indeed a daily routine in life for this world and for the neon people of this era.

If you don't hear about any homicide one day, you might feel abnormal.

Let the staff of the art museum temporarily help cordon off the scene, and the uncle will stay inside.

Take out the cigarette case, take out a cigarette and put it in your mouth, and light it with a lighter.

I took a deep breath and slowly spit it out.

Surrounded by smoke, the uncle entered the thinking mode again.

Maybe I've developed some bad habits, and when I investigate and reason, I want to smoke a cigarette.

There is no doubt that this is a homicide.

The blood in front of the corpse, there was some blank space, which should have been stained with splattered blood, but it didn't.

This shows that the murderer is likely to have a large amount of blood on his body.

However, the murderer is not so stupid, and may put a raincoat or something over his clothes to block the blood.

Or, maybe they've disposed of their blood-stained clothes.

The blood has not yet fully coagulated, and it is conceivable that the death time is not long.

That's what Uncle thinks.

Conan thought the same way.

He was also watching around, looking for any clues.