Detectives of Detective World

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After the meal, Suzuki's parents had something to do, so they left the mansion after a short rest.

The people who were full discussed it and decided to play mahjong to pass the time. Anyway, there were just four of them.

Speaking of which, they occasionally used mahjong to kill time, and it started after the case of "Bandage Freak" in the mountain villa.

At that time, everyone's mood was very low, and it was Tang Ze who suggested that everyone play mahjong together to improve the mood.

That was also the first time she met him. Although the experience when they first met was not a good one, he also left a deep impression on her heart.

At that time, neither he nor she thought that the two of them would reach this point in the future.

Sitting at the mahjong table again, the two of them couldn't help but remember when they first played mahjong, and couldn't help but smile at each other.

Sonoko on the side looked at the men and women on the left and right who were "showing affection" with their eyes, and the dead fish eyes were drooping, with an expression of being fed.

Playing mahjong and showing love, do you think this is "emotional mahjong"!

Yuanzi complained and complained, but the hands that drew cards kept on playing. After all, playing mahjong is so fun, so naturally, it is impossible not to play because of this trivial matter.

While playing mahjong, drinking black tea, and savoring a macaron or a freshly baked French dessert from time to time, a few people inadvertently hit 3:30.

"It's already this time, the paintings should have arrived in the warehouse." Suzuki Jiroji stood up and moved his stiff limbs, "I'll hit this first today, and continue next time."

"Eh? I haven't finished playing yet."

Today, Yuanzi, who was "frustrated in love", became the one who was "comfortable in the workplace", which made Tang Ze even suspect that the other party had stayed with Xiaolan for a long time, and only thanks to the blessing of Ou Huang could make her the only winner this time.

"You won, of course you want to continue playing." Ayako gave Sonoko an angry look.

"Yeah, the experience of playing cards is poor." Tang Ze echoed and complained.

I didn't expect that I would still be able to let Yuanzi abuse one day even if I counted cards. Sure enough, Emperor Ou is the king...

"Hoohoho~ I'm the queen of mahjong~"

Thinking of the various fairy cards before,

The expression that makes Sonoko happy can be used as an expression pack. It is almost the expression of Maori Kogoro's extremely proud tongue shaking like a wave, which directly becomes Yan Yi.

"Be restrained, how can a girl show such an expression." Seeing her sister's uncle's proud face after winning money, Ayako couldn't help but glared at Sonoko.

"Hehe..." Sonoko also knew that he was a little rude, but he smiled and didn't speak.

The group tidied up and followed Suzuki Jiroji to the door. A long-length luxury car was already waiting for the four of them at the door.

The driver in a suit and white gloves opened the door respectfully, and the car slowly started to drive shortly after the four entered.

The warehouse is not too far away, it takes about 20 minutes to arrive. After arriving at the warehouse, the administrator and the person in charge of escorting are waiting there, waiting for Suzuki Jiroji's order to open the safe outside.

After Suzuki Jiroji stepped forward and entered the password, the security personnel took out a smaller iron box, and the lock was not electronic, but was directly fixed with iron.

Just like the ancient envelopes are dripped with beeswax and then stamped to ensure that no one has opened them before delivery, the second layer of lock is the same principle.

It's just that this one is made of iron. I'm afraid it was squeezed together by a machine, which not only ensures safety but also acts as a "wax seal".

Under the gazes of everyone, the "steel seal" was violently cut off, and then Suzuki Jiroji stepped forward wearing white gloves, picked up the painting in the safe and showed it to everyone.

The colorful lakes are in front of everyone's eyes, and the various colors are as charming as the bright stars.

Every color is incomprehensible, and even every color of the same color is subtly different, and such a variety of colors are brought together in an incomparable harmony.

"It's so beautiful." Sonoko couldn't help but sighed when he saw this scene like the starry sky reflected on the lake.

"It's such a beautiful color, it's really hard to imagine that there were already so many colors at that time." Ayako sighed as she looked at the painting.

"The colors were different then than they are now."

Saying that, Suzuki Jiroji looked at Tang Ze and smiled and said, "Tang Zejun, you have also studied paintings. You should be familiar with the paints used. I know you have a keen sense of smell. You can try to compare."

Hearing this, Tang Ze nodded and smiled, "Then I'll try."

Speaking of which, Tang Ze approached the painting, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. In an instant, the odor of the paint on the painting that had settled over time entered his nose.

Different from the familiar acrylic smell, the smell on the painting is very mixed, but even though there are many kinds of smells mixed together, there is no smell of chemical paint.

"How is it, brother-in-law? Is there any difference?"

Seeing Tang Ze open his eyes, Sonoko asked curiously.

"The difference is very big." Tang Ze nodded: "It's almost the difference between the taste of nature and the processing in the factory."

"Eh?" Sonoko looked at Suzuki Jiro in surprise and said, "Uncle, why is there such a big difference?"

"After all, that wasn't the case back then. Pigments were made of various chemicals." Suzuki Jiroji stroked his beard and smiled, "It's all made of natural pigments."

"Natural pigment? Like the color of a plant?" Sonoko guessed.

"That's about it, but it's much more expensive than those paints."

Suzuki Jirokichi laughed: "The reason why oil paints are called unique is the composition of the paints.

Oil painting has a long history of using natural pigments. Plants like Sonoko mentioned are just one of them, such as Brazil wood or madder root.

Of course there are even bugs in it. "

"Eh!? Insects?" Yuanzi said in surprise, "No way?"

"Of course it's true, such as cochineal insects." Suzuki Jiroji looked at his niece and smiled wickedly: "Speaking of this kind of insects, you have also used them, maybe you have eaten them."

"Ehhhhh!!?"

Hearing Uncle Jiroji's words, Sonoko couldn't help but exclaimed, "How is that possible!?"

And hearing this, Tang Ze already knew what Suzuki Jiroyoshi wanted to say, and even foresaw the ending of Sonoko.

Sure enough, after Suzuki Jiroji finished speaking, Sonoko's face instantly became ugly.