"Nonsense."

Teiji Moriya, who had a calm face, stood behind the two of them, first slanting a very unpleasant glance at the man with a yin and yang head, and then at the blue-haired young man.

Compared with some hopelessly pompous people who are already hopelessly pompous for the sake of grandstanding, young people who seem to be not very old are more meaningful for dialogue.

"What's your name?" Looking directly into the young man's eyes, Teiji Moriya asked.

"My name is Yusuke Kitagawa and Mr. Moriya." Tang Ze blinked and replied calmly.

"Okay, Kitagawa-kun. You take a hard look at this work. Teiji Moriya raised his hand and gestured to the model in the glass case, "I don't deny that there are some industrial theories that lack foundation, or that people who regard their work as landmarks rather than buildings in order to be unconventional for winning awards may indeed have airplane drafts." But is there a similar situation with my design? ”

Airplane manuscripts generally refer to manuscripts that have been revised or rejected because of communication or other problems that do not meet the real needs of customers.

In the context just now, this is a satire that Teiji Moriya places too much emphasis on his aesthetic concept and can't make a manuscript that meets the needs of customers.

In this regard, Emperor Moriya would never agree.

"As architects, we are different from other art creators in that architecture is so much about the lives of many people, and it is impossible for us to forget about the finished works after we have created them."

Looking at the model buildings in front of him, as well as the design drawings and photographs of more buildings in the exhibition hall, Teiji Moriya opened his hands and began his scheduled speech.

"Architects must be responsible for their work for the rest of their lives." With this sentence as the tone, Teiji Moriya straightened his back and said solemnly, "Architecture is different from other art forms after all, and if we, as designers, leave any hidden dangers to architecture for personal reasons, our subsequent lives, even after death, its legacy will be inseparable from our name." ”

This sentence sounds quite responsible and socially responsible, but it falls on the ears of Tang Ze, who knows something about his thoughts, and that means something else.

He doesn't mean to say that he is responsible for building safety as an architect, but he focuses on the second half of the sentence.

——The relationship between architecture and architects, even after death, will always be remembered because of the practical attributes of buildings.

This is something that he cannot tolerate now, who is not very sick.

After a short round of applause from the audience, Teiji Moriya pressed his palm and continued: "When I was young, I was also shaken about whether I should stick to the concept and whether I should implement an aesthetic throughout...... You know, many times an architect's personal style may be contrary to the needs of the client. That's why there are many differences between what I create now and what I did in the early days. ”

Speaking of this, Teiji Moriya took a deep breath, as if he wanted to draw some strength from the air in the exhibition hall.

"After that, my thinking changed a little, and I think that what distinguishes a person who adheres to the art of architecture from ordinary architects is the implementation and adherence to his own philosophy. Regardless of the purpose of the building, it will be a protracted and eternal dialogue between the architectural design and the occupants across time. It was because of this change in mentality that when I was 34 years old, I designed the Sumida Canal Bridge for the Toto Loop Line, and won the Architects' Association Newcomer Award. This was also the beginning of my real embarkation on the road of Zhu Xun's architectural art. ”

As he spoke, he had slowly walked to the display case on the other side, pointing to the design drawings hanging in the display case here, the description of some design concepts, and the aerial photographs of the backward buildings, etc.

From his expression, it is not difficult to see how proud he is of the building that is close to the turning point of his life.

"I changed my mind and was even ashamed of how I had gotten by in the past. I gave up on the pursuit of aesthetics, and perhaps, I regretted the immaturity of my youth for the rest of my life. ”

Tang Ze and Asai Narumi, who was dressed in piercing eyes, glanced at each other and exchanged a look.

To put it simply, I won an award in my 30s, and I deeply believe that symmetry is good, so I began to look at the past works more and more unpleasantly.

It's quite tactful.

"So, young man." Speaking of this, Emperor Moriya turned in Tang Ze's direction, and a pair of slender eyes emitted a sharp light, "You may not be engaged in related fields, but in terms of art, as a senior, I have reason to give you a piece of advice." ”

As he spoke, he walked to Tang Ze's side, raised his hand, grabbed Tang Ze's shoulder, and looked at the opposite side with a hostile attitude, but in his eyes, it was simply unbearable Asai Narumi.

"When people are young, they should have a sense of aesthetics, and now there is no idea of pursuing perfection, as long as you keep walking on this path, one day you will regret it for life."

Through the light gray exaggerated toad glass, Asai Narumi faced his bright but arrogant eyes, and slowly smiled.

Compared with Tang Ze, who is eloquent, he is indeed not a sharp-toothed type, but when it comes to the so-called artistic pursuit......

"Professor Moriya, you're saying a good thing." Asai Narumi raised his hands and clapped softly, "Can you answer me a question then?" ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Teiji Moriya raised his chin and showed no fear.

He is a confident and excellent person, who has come to the position he is today with his own ideas, and does not think that he will lose to any young person in the debate of the scriptures.

Asai Narumi bowed his head slightly.

"I'm not into the visual arts, I'm a pianist, so I don't necessarily understand what you're looking for. But Professor Moriya, my piano, was purchased by my family at great expense;

"This Kitagawa-kun standing next to you is not from a wealthy family, and he is not yet famous. But he also did his best to use all his disposable income to support the expenses of painting materials and tools......

"And what about you, Professor Moriya, did you also pay for your work?"

The smile on Teiji Moriya's face disappeared immediately.

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"When you and Shinichi went to the United States?" Conan asked rhetorically, and shrunk his shoulders a little vigilantly, "Well, I didn't know you at that time, Sister Xiaolan." Why are you talking to me about this? ”

"I didn't do anything, I just mentioned it in passing." Maolilan put down the comb and tucked her silky hair over her shoulder, as if casually, "Well, I'm going to call Shinichi to talk about it." ”

"Oh, that's it......" Conan, who was a little nervous, quietly clinged to the back of the sofa behind him.

Talking to him about a topic related to Kudo Shinichi or something, is this his own weakness, or is Xiaolan really conscious?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt bad......

"You say, if you call him at this time, can Shinichi receive it?" Mao Lilan took out his phone, clicked on the address book, and tilted his head.

"Well, if Shinichi is in the United States, this time is exactly at night, so it should be fine." Conan laughed dryly, and sweated a little on his back.

I can't tell if it's yin and yang weirdness or really casually mentioning Xiaolan, I feel too terrible.

"Oh, you know Shinichi is in the United States." With his finger hanging over the name, Maoliran glanced at Conan's face and nodded approvingly, "You have a point, but I'd better send a message and ask first." ”

After finishing speaking, Mao Lilan also ignored his answer, lowered his head, and fiddled with his mobile phone, as if he had really started editing the email.

He took two steps back to make sure that Maoriran did not give any other reaction, and Conan, who had been granted amnesty, hurriedly left the living room of the office and went downstairs as if he had fled.

Intellectually, he knew that the worst was likely to have happened, and when he began to wonder if Mao Lilan had something to say, it was likely that things had come to the worst time, and he was just still hoping for luck.

And since Mao Lilan has discovered the clues, stretching out his head is also a knife and shrinking his head is also a knife, and now he is simply neat, maybe he can still pursue a light hairfall.

He understands the reason, but he should still coax it.

Almost as soon as he slid around the corner, his cell phone rang.

Maoliland's email really came.

Swallowing his saliva, Conan did a psychological construction for a while and took the initiative to dial the phone.

"Hey, Xiaolan, you're looking for me, what's the matter?"

"Ah Shinichi, I have some discoveries I want to tell you." Mao Lilan's tone was the same as usual, and there was no change, "Do you remember the time a year ago, when we went to the United States to play with Aunt Yukiko?" ”

"Oh, a year ago, of course I remember." It took half a minute, and still couldn't tell if Mao Lilan was playing his Conan, so he cleared his throat and tried his best to remain calm and said, "It's also the time we met Aunt Sharon." ”

"Yes, Aunt Sharon is very kind to us, I didn't expect ......" After a moment of sadness, she returned the focus to her own question, "Do you remember, Aunt Kiko and the crew went to take notes, leaving the two of us to take a taxi back to the hotel......"

Just as they and Yukiko Kudo went to the crew to visit her old friend, Sharon Wynyard, a murder occurred in Sharon's crew.

The content of the murder case is not complicated, in general, it is still the commonplace human affection, love and hatred, if there is anything special about this case......

That is the actress that Mao Lilan accidentally saved in the crew, and it was the murderer who committed the murder later.

Mao Lilan, who was haunted, pondered this matter all the way, and because of this, she kept the car window open, looking at the night view of New York in the rain, wanting to release some of her suppressed emotions a little.

As a result, the handkerchief given to her by Sharon is swept away by the wind, and the two men stop the car and go to the alley to look for the handkerchief that has been blown away.

"You mean, when you met a suspected serial murderer?" Pulling his mind out of the tangle a little, Conan listened intently to Maoliran's words, and slowly recalled the scene at that time.

"Yes, you went upstairs to look for a handkerchief and didn't see the man I met." Mao Lilan kept comparing the vague picture in his memory, and the man he saw on the road yesterday, and became more and more sure, "Just as you were going upstairs, from the other side of the alley, a man with long hair and a knitted hat came over. ”

“…… You haven't even told me about it. Hearing the danger in his words, Conan's eyes widened and he clenched the voice changer that was brought to his mouth, "Is it a dangerous guy?" ”

"I had a fever for the past few days, and my memory is rather vague. The man, who was holding a big gun, like, a sniper rifle, had a long barrel. Mao Lilan recalled slowly as he recalled, "I thought he was some gangster, or a professional killer or something." ”

"Isn't that a very bad situation?" Even after a year, Mao Lilan definitely didn't encounter any danger at that time, Conan still felt afraid, "You still chased into the building to find me?" ”

"It's because I think it's dangerous that I went in to find you!" Mao Lilan retorted, "That guy looked at me, just said in Japanese, quickly disappeared, and then, walked into the building......"

"The building where we met the murderer?"

"Yes, he chased him in, I was afraid that he was looking for you, so I forgot to take the umbrella ......" Mao Lilan sighed, "Later, until I fainted, I didn't see him again, and then I was even more confused because of the high fever, and I couldn't remember clearly." ”

Now that I think about it, although the man looked as cold and sharp as a knife, and his tone of voice was definitely not friendly, he really didn't do anything to hurt them, and his reaction was a little excessive.

Now, there is a wise goro who likes to pull out a gun when she has nothing to do, and she has a deep understanding of the situation in the United States, and her mind has changed.

The gunman encountered on the occasion of chasing and killing a murderer may not only be another criminal, but also a plainclothes policeman who is following the other party! Otherwise, if you encounter two minors who are in the way, you can just shoot her, and there is no need to warn her to leave.

However, Mao Lilan feels that this can't be all blamed on her appearance, in other words, in such a cold New York rainy alley, it is difficult not to misunderstand when she meets such a person, right?

"So, you made a special call today because you suddenly thought of this person?" Conan's brows were furrowed, but he still didn't forget to follow the character and ask questions.

"No, it's because I met him out of the blue yesterday." Maoriran shook his head, "A few months ago, Conan and I encountered the Shinkansen bombing attack, and Joker was disguised as his image at the time...... No wonder as soon as I saw him, I subconsciously made a move. Ahem, anyway, I think I might have figured out how Joker was staring at Daddy. ”

Strange thieves have assistants, just like detectives have assistants, it's a very natural thing.

Since there are several members of the Monster of the Heart Bandit Group, it is understandable that there are logistics personnel from different channels engaged in various jobs.

It's not too difficult to find a few people to keep an eye on a detective who is not busy, and it can also be used as a kind of protection!

"Are you tracking......" Conan's brow slowly twisted when he heard Maoliran's description.

No, since that's talking about tracking......

He also remembered why he thought the man looked familiar.

When Tang Ze first came to the café downstairs, especially, the few times he accidentally encountered the case, he seemed to ...... I have seen such an image of a man in the crowd......

Joker's eyeliner? But what was the reason for his presence in New York a year ago......

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"I don't know."

After a moment of awkward silence, Teiji Moriya's tone was visibly cold.

"I'm telling the truth, aren't I?" Asai spread his hands, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he made another harsh speech, "As a designer who understands the construction industry, you should know how much additional costs you have to pay in the construction industry in order to achieve some imaginative visual design. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the canal bridge behind Emperor Moriya, who he had just hugged affectionately.

"Like this bridge. Its unconventional symmetrical structure really balances both aesthetics and industrial value. However, as a layman, I can easily see how much difficulty and cost it adds to the construction. As part of the Toto Ring Line, which is part of the public transportation operation, is it really appropriate to put this part of the premium on aesthetics? ”

Teiji Moriya gritted his teeth and looked at him unkindly.

"We musicians and painters do have an obligation to maintain our personal aesthetic and persistence in art – after all, that's what our clients, or rather, people who like our work, want to see."

Narumi Asai turned around, smiled and took off his glasses, and with a pair of crimson eyes, he subtly looked at Teiji Moriya, who had meticulously groomed his hair and beard.

This is a guy who cares too much about "decency", cares that he has distorted himself and human nature, and has brought disaster to many people for his own selfish desires.

"But what about you, Mr. Moriya, are you really, deserved, as you say, to dispose of your 'work' at will, and to regard the creation of your youth as a 'shame'?

"The value of a building is only available after it is put into production, and that is something that has nothing to do with you."

So, what an arrogant and mean bastard Moriya Teiji who thought about destroying them with him.

Indeed, Party A invites you to come because it likes your style and style, but Party A who engages in large-scale buildings, whether it is for private use or public buildings, has a lot of practical needs.

It's been more than ten or twenty years, and you suddenly went crazy because it was black history, so you had to find a way to destroy it all, and who did you provoke who who spent a lot of money to invite you?

(End of chapter)