What Takuma Shintani said was correct. It was not until close to twelve o'clock at night that Meng Shaoyuan saw Kageyama Nosuke come back.

Seeing Meng Shaoyuan at the door, Kageyama Nosuke didn't seem surprised at all and opened the door: "Please come in."

Meng Shaoyuan followed him through the door:

"I'm sorry to bother you so late."

"It's okay. Did the teacher ask you to come?"

Kageyama Nosuke turned on the light: "What do you want to drink?"

"It will be all right."

Jingshan Nosuke poured two glasses of water, handed one to Meng Shaoyuan, and drank his own in one gulp: "Teacher, have you told me about me?"

Meng Shaoyuan nodded.

He looked around the room.

There are several paintings hanging inside.

"Did your wife draw it?"

"how do you know?"

Meng Shaoyuan walked to the paintings and seemed to be very interested in several paintings: "Such feminine paintings are largely written by women."

"Yes, they are all painted by my wife." Kageyama Nosuke looked at these paintings blankly, seeming to fall into missing his wife again: "She likes painting very much, and these were all painted by her on the way here.

of."

"Jingshan Jun, I have some unpleasant words. Please forgive me if I have offended you." Meng Shaoyuan hesitated for a while and then said: "Is your wife a special and naive person?"

He said it very tactfully.

Jingshan Nosuke was silent for a moment: "Yes, there is a little problem with her intelligence. She always looks like a child in front of me. But I can guarantee that she is the kindest woman in the world. Taniguchi-kun, you

How did you figure it out?"

"Because paintings can speak."

“Can paintings speak?”

"Listen patiently, and you will find that paintings can tell you a lot." Meng Shaoyuan stared at these paintings: "Is your wife a little afraid of you?"

Kageyama Nosuke was even more surprised: "Yes, because of my wife's intellectual problems, I was worried that she would be bullied by others, so when I was in Japan, I would tell her in a very stern tone that she is not allowed to do this, she is not allowed to do this

That.

I wanted to protect her, but maybe my tone was wrong. She was always very cautious when talking to me, for fear of making me angry. But I really love her, really."

"I believe, Mr. Jingshan." Meng Shaoyuan sighed softly: "It is precisely because of this that your wife has many worries that she dare not express to you, and can only express them through drawings.

Look at this painting, the valley is painted very much like a lake, which is a sign of great pressure. This looming house represents inner resistance and unwillingness to let others know what you think, but you also want others to know what you think.

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Your wife has always wanted to communicate with you, but in her mind, she regards you as her strict husband and loving father, and she doesn't know how to talk to you at all.

There is also this little bird, the painting is very clear and vivid. The little bird represents freedom. Your wife longs for freedom, but she does not want to leave you, she just simply wants her own space."

Kageyama Nosuke was stunned when he heard this.

Paintings can really speak?

He said in a daze: "Could it be that I was too strict with her and she left me?"

This was the scene he was most afraid of seeing.

He would never let his wife leave him.

"No, she will not leave you." Meng Shaoyuan pointed to the painting and said, "This painting is of sunflowers. The sunflowers in the painting represent hopes and dreams.

If your wife really wants to leave you, she won't leave her hopes and dreams in the painting. She still loves you passionately, but she doesn't know how to express it."

Tears flowed down the corners of Kageyama Nosuke's eyes.

Painting can really speak!

The painting has told him everything!

Suddenly, he grabbed Meng Shaoyuan:

"Taniguchi-kun, you can help me find Yoko, right?"

Then, he felt that he was too rude and let go of his hand: "I'm sorry, please forgive me for being rude, Taniguchi-kun."

"It's okay, I understand." Meng Shaoyuan looked away from the painting and began to look around again: "Have you cleaned this place again after your wife disappeared?"

"No." Kageyama Nosuke shook his head: "I don't want to destroy anything here. Only in this way can I feel that Yoko has not left and is still by my side."

"That's good, maybe I can reconstruct what happened that day."

At this time, Meng Shaoyuan's brain has reached a high speed with the help of his eyes:

"Your wife changed her clothes, opened the window, looked outside, and wanted to paint. The painting on the table was the beginning. It was in the morning, and it couldn't be more than ten o'clock.

Someone suddenly appeared, Yoko was startled, yes, this person appeared at the window."

"You, how did you know?" Kageyama Nosuke was stunned.

"It's very simple. This painting tells us everything." Meng Shaoyuan said to himself: "In the painting, what is painted is the morning. Yoko is really talented in painting. Here, what she painted is the scene outside.

Judging from the shadow of the painting, the sun did not rise very high. Here, there was an obvious failure in writing. She was frightened, so even the tip of the pen was broken. But soon, she calmed down."

Meng Shaoyuan's eyes gradually began to look from the table to the direction of the door: "She even got up and opened the door for this person. Did you ask her not to open the door for strangers?"

"Yes, and I told you repeatedly." Kageyama Nosuke replied firmly.

"Then why did she open the door? She obviously listened to you." Meng Shaoyuan was completely asking and answering himself: "There is only one possibility. This person knows you and accurately told all your information.

Yoko believed him and opened the door for him. What did the man tell her? I don't know, but he must have tricked Yoko into going out. Yoko wore slippers when she was at home, and changed into a pair of shoes when she went out.

"

He opened the door and walked out, carefully observing any clues he thought might be possible: "Kingshan-kun, do you smoke?"

"Don't suck."

"So, it was this person who smoked it. While he was waiting for Yoko, he lit a cigarette. When Yoko came out, he pressed the cigarette out on the wall."

Meng Shaoyuan pointed to the wall and said: "From the perspective of this mark, he pressed it down with his hands down."

He made a comparison: "This man is probably half a head shorter than me. He presses very hard. He must be a powerful person. And his habit is to press cigarette butts directly against the wall."

In addition, he knows you, and with these clues, I think the scope of our investigation can be greatly reduced."

Kageyama Nosuke looked at Meng Shaoyuan as if he were looking at a monster.

No, this person is a real monster, right?
Chapter completed!