"You continued to paint in the name of Hou Teng, and painted a painting of the ancient city of Dongyang, I know your motives from that painting, but what makes me puzzled is, if she is bought by you, why hang the painting that is not good for you in the bar?"

"What's the other one?"

"I've found a motive, but I don't understand how mere competition can kill. Maybe it's cruel for me to ask......"

"I'll answer you later." Guan Lin said with a dark look, as if choking on a cigarette, coughed lightly and said, "Because I'm not in the mood to answer now." ”

Officer Tian Chunda:

I would like to respond to your inquiry in writing rather than verbally, because I would like to play with my feelings again.

I think you've also noticed that Kuwabara speaks with a Toyo accent, and in fact, she's from Toyo.

She worked in my hotel for a short period of time. When I found out she was a model, I wanted to take advantage of her.

She is a woman who sees money and does everything for money, this kind of woman is easy to be taken advantage of, and she will not feel uneasy and be harsh by conscience. She was not an accomplice, because I only gave her money to seduce Tajima, and I didn't tell her the whole plan.

I want to make the most of her weaknesses. You might think that writing an anonymous letter was also part of my plan, but it wasn't, it was Kuwabara's idea.

She said that she did it for the breakup fee, and because she was a woman who valued money as her life, it was impossible to stop her from doing that.

What's more, I also hope to let Hong Limin know about her husband's abnormal relationship with Kuwabara, because by doing so, I can let things go on without being suspicious.

However, after Kuwabara sent the anonymous letter, I felt very confused, because if I didn't handle it well, it would push me through the ghost gate.

Why is there a picture in her shop that bears the name of Hou Teng? Before I answer that, I would like to answer the second question.

Because these two questions are very complicated and entangled in my mind.

Do mere competitiveness, you ask, kill? Before answering this question, I think it is necessary to let you understand that I have two personalities. When I was a child, I was very neurotic and had a strong sense of vanity.

When I grew up, because I had seen a lot of the world, I was more measured in my life, and I was seen as a rational and gentle person, but in fact, these two personalities did not change when I was a child.

I became interested in painting since I was in the fifth or sixth grade of primary school, and I still remember that when I got a prize money for my drawings in the exhibition, it greatly satisfied my little vanity.

When I was in high school, I continued to paint, and for me, painting was often associated with the satisfaction of vanity.

When I see the pictures I drew at that time, I feel ashamed, but at that time, I firmly believed that I had the qualifications to be a painter, and even when I entered the University of America, I did not change my mind.

I thought that my talent was better than anyone else in my grade, and I was confident that I could paint on any subject, but because I was so proud, I had the disadvantage of focusing only on my painting skills and not on my personality, and I didn't notice this shortcoming until I was hit.

After graduating from American University, I joined the New Century group and got to know Tajima members, what kind of group New Century is, I don't want to write about it here, I think you should have investigated it, any group has advantages and disadvantages, what I want to write here is that Tajima is isolated by other members.

Tajima and I are getting better soon, if you think it's because I ignore my academic qualifications, then you're wrong, it's because the other members stay away from Tajima, which makes me angry, not because I have a special friendship with Tajima, to be honest, I approached Tajima for another purpose.

Proud and strong people put people who praise themselves around, and my closeness to Tajima is based on this mentality.

I don't think it's friendship, it's a kind of selfish psychology, among all the members, Tajima is the only one who paints peculiar paintings, and he is the only one who lacks knowledge of paints and solvents, in my eyes, he is the one who praises me, Tajima doesn't seem to find out about my selfishness, I'm afraid that until he died, he still thinks that I am his best friend, and his only merit is that he trusts his friends too much.

Tajima and I are very different people, he is a hillbilly, I am a well-informed person who was cared for by my parents, and I went in and out of bars when I was a student. Tajima seems to think that I am a great person, and that there is no equal friendship between me and him, but a master-servant relationship.

Among the members, only Tajima is suitable to be my follower, and as soon as I have money, I spend it generously with him, and in my opinion, he is definitely not my opponent. It is true that he only paints interesting paintings, but he does not pay attention to the technique of painting, and in my opinion, his paintings have no future, people! It is easy to tolerate people who have no future.

I came up with the idea of protecting Tajima. This sense of superiority finally collapsed because Tajima's paintings, which I thought had no future, began to gain favor from the world.

I was stunned, but I comforted myself: "A layman's painting is nothing remarkable. "Still, I felt anxious.

I said to myself, "The person who has risen to prominence in the art world is not Tajima, it should be me." "I continued to paint paintings that would be favored by the world, but I couldn't succeed, and I was anxious because my paintings were like photographs, and I didn't have any personality at all.

Tajima and I have always maintained a master-servant relationship, and I know very well that sooner or later this relationship will be reversed, and once he succeeds, I will become his compliment, his follower, and this is not something I can bear.

If I had seen Tajima as a brother at first, my sense of failure would not have been so severe, but I have always despised him, so I can't bear to lose to him.

However, what puzzled me was that the number of people who liked Tajima's paintings continued unabated, and every time I read news in the newspaper complimenting Tajima's paintings, my sense of failure increased.

At the same time, Tajima, who had always been very small, had become a big star and overcame me, making me feel more and more defeated and jealous because of my neuroticism and vanity, although I wanted to ignore his existence, but his shadow appeared in front of me like a shadow, and as soon as I picked up the brush, his free, unrestrained painting appeared in front of my eyes, making my brush become not angry at all, and I could not escape the way of failure.

When my painting failed in the exhibition and Tajima's painting won the grand prize, I had to admit that it was a complete failure, and the world praised the winner and was very cruel to the loser, and with the rise of Tajima's reputation, some members of the group denied my future behind my back, saying that Guan Lin's painting was not a painting, but a photograph, which was a terrible criticism for the painter.

After Tajima became famous, his attitude towards me did not change, but I knew that the people around me looked at me in a different light, and in the eyes of these people, I became Tajima's admirer and Tajima's follower, and I couldn't stand this kind of criticism because of my vanity.