Chapter 332: Takaaki Motofu and Aoki Nishikawa

On a hill in Nagano Prefecture.

People who come for sightseeing with large bags and small bags are scattered in different areas.

Fishing, digging wild vegetables, picking wild fruits.

Or find a good spot to spread out a picnic cloth and start a picnic.

Everyone is in groups, and few are alone.

And one of them is the only one, without the presence of a companion.

Of course, if it's just alone, people won't pay attention to it anymore, but if it's the other person who occupies the best position, it will be very hateful.

But no one said anything, just occasionally gave each other a strange look.

The man who occupies the best position alone even brings his own folding stool with an easel and drawing paper in front of him.

At his feet are scattered faces and buckets.

The paint plate is placed on his lap, and he holds a paintbrush in his hand, and the painting in front of him is already half-drawn.

However, it can already be seen that the colors are soft, the brushstrokes are delicate, and the painter has quite good painting skills.

And...... He also has a good face.

With black hair and a fair complexion, Sven's appearance often gives a gentle and friendly impression, and his ocean-blue eyes are also soft and melancholy.

He was wearing a simple white shirt that was already dyed with different paints, but he didn't care.

This is a typical man with the air of an artist.

Maybe it's a young and promising painter, many people think so.

However, the young and promising painter Scotland didn't care about the opinions of the people around him at all, he just put down his pen perfunctory while thinking about how to naturally see the wisdom of Zhufu.

Through the cooperation of the organization, he forged an identity named Nishikawa Aoki, and then came to Nagano.

Just like the past he arranged for himself, he escaped death, was hospitalized for a long time, and lost his memory.

And he is now in the stage of amnesia, and painting is also the setting he wants to perfect the details of the character.

What do you do when you're bored after being in the hospital for so long? Drawing, of course.

And the painting ...... To a certain extent, it can also reflect the mood of the painter.

Of course, for Scotland, his paintings only allow others to see what he wants them to see.

He was going to stay in Nagano for a while, get in touch with Takaaki Mofushi, and then go back to Tokyo.

It's just that I haven't found the right opportunity at the moment.

After all, he couldn't rush directly to Zhufu Gaoming, and he couldn't know Zhufu Gaoming in a state of amnesia, so he naturally wouldn't go to him.

And Zhu Fu Gaoming is a policeman, and the most common place to appear is outside the police station, which is the scene of the eucalyptus.

However, he couldn't go directly to the police station and say that he was going to find Zhu Fu Gaoming, and the most suitable way to go was to appear at the scene of the eucalyptus.

But he also doesn't know how to prophesy, so he can't know in advance where life will occur.

I'm even thinking about whether I want to make a eucalyptus piece myself to attract Zhufu Gaoming.

So he picked a mountain and prepared to randomly select a lucky crowd among the tourists to kill.

The reason for appearing on the mountain after that is also very simple, he is a painter, so it is normal to appear anywhere.

….

When I asked, of course, I was looking for inspiration.

Even the method and place of destroying the corpse were ready.

While he was drawing, he looked at the people around him casually, choosing the ones that were more pleasing to the eye.

"Ahh

"Sage, what's wrong with you, Sage? Don't scare me......

"Dead! Alarm! Call the police!"

Before he could pick someone, a scream rang out first, followed by anxious and nervous voices, and finally the voices of the others.

Scotland slowly looks to the liveliest place.

Five people were having a picnic before, and now one of them

A figure fell to the ground, and the other four shook him nervously.

One of them touched the other's breath and then screamed.

The brush in Scotland's hand did not stop, and he even put on headphones.

Dead people, and someone called the police.

His purpose was accomplished.

Naturally, there is no trace of encountering all the wisdom.

After all, he wasn't the one who killed someone, and he wasn't the one who called the police.

It's all just a coincidence.

He painted on his own, as if everything else was less important to him than the painting in front of him.

And when the police arrived at the scene, someone identified the person who stayed out of the situation.

"He must have done it! He's the only one who's so determined!" The man who was one of the five people at the picnic did not hesitate to point to a figure, his tone full of determination.

Zhufu Gaoming and Yamato Dasuke, who led the team, followed each other's hands and looked at a figure.

While everyone was nervously afraid of being seen as a murderer or the murderer's next target, the figure still didn't react.

The back of the crest is naturally straight, and the brush in his hand continues to outline a small pink flower on the paper.

"I'm sorry, please cooperate with our police investigation......" Yamato Dasuke stepped forward, stood aside and spoke, but when his eyes fell on the other party's face, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhu Fu Gaoming.

His eyes lingered back on the two of them in disbelief.

Zhufu Gaoming had some doubts, and there was also a kind of ...... Strange speculation.

He stepped forward and also came to the side of the painter, and his eyes fell on the other party.

At the same time, the painter had just finished his final stroke, he put down his brush and took off his headphones.

Only then did everyone realize that the other party had been wearing headphones.

It wasn't that I didn't care, but I didn't hear it at all?

"Hello, please cooperate with our police investigation." Zhu Fu said wisely.

"Police investigation?" The man who had finished painting raised his head, and when he saw Zhu Fu Gaoming, he was stunned for a moment, and then frowned.

The same black hair, the same blue Danfeng eyes, and even the facial features are five points similar, with a classical appearance.

As soon as people see the two, they will wonder if they are related.

"What's your name?" Yamato Dasuke asked.

"Aoki, Nishikawa Aoki." The black-haired, blue-eyed painter replied cooperatively.

「…… Are there dead people?" He looked around for a moment, and then he reacted.

"Nishikawa Aoki?" Zhu Fu Gaoming repeated the name of the other party.

"Maybe my real name isn't that, but I don't remember, or maybe...... Do you know me?" The man who called himself Nishikawa Aoki said with some anticipation and apprehension.

I don't remember...... What is the meaning?

Amnesia?

Zhu Fu Gaoming looked at the familiar face that belonged to his own brother Zhu Fu Jingguang, and his brain quickly turned.

He thought that the other party was on a secret mission, but if it was a secret mission, the other party couldn't be like this, saying that he didn't remember what happened before, and he didn't remember his real name, and asked himself if he knew him......

How can you not recognize?

This is his own brother.

Zhu Fu Gaoming still remembers how he felt when someone told him to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to collect something, and he received a mobile phone that was pierced by bullets and had blood stains.

His younger brother died on a secret mission.

That's the only relic.

And now, this man who looks exactly like his brother appears in front of him.

It's hard to describe Zhufu Gaoming's mood at the moment.

"No, I don't know, I just think the two of us look a little alike." Zhu Fu Gaoming said.

No matter what you say, the current identity of the other party is not clear, so let's wait until after the investigation.

Ruo Xuanyue

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