The president of Morishima Art Museum was summoned by the Metropolitan Police Department for suspected insurance fraud.

But this restrictive freedom should not last for too long because there is no critical evidence.

The Metropolitan Police Department could not detain him for too long, Morishima would soon find his lawyer and release him bail.

"Can we ask the insurance company to sue him? This may be a little time."

"I will try to contact you, but don't have too much hope for them. My friend just sent me some information. Morishima has some people he knows in the procuratorate and is used to counter-claiming and accusing false accusations."

"That is, insurance companies may not risk prosecution without conclusive evidence?"

"That's right."

“…”

"To be honest, this irresponsible party, if I can decide, I will turn off the job."

"Haha, I agree with you very much."

"Forget it, let's go, senior, there's not much time."

The two of them were talking and preparing to leave Morishima Art Museum to investigate the address on paper.

but……

“Haska…”

Su Qiren was stunned.

“Haska…”

A strange whisper suddenly rang in his ears.

It doesn't come from any direction around it, but like it comes from... himself, his body, his deep sea...

“Hasta!”

Su Qi's mind was shocked, as if his heart was feeling something, looking in one direction.

It was a young man holding a white cat in his arms.

Standing next to the Hong Kong painting merchant Jin Qi that Mr. Andersen just mentioned to him, he also spoke Chinese.

Su Qi frowned, and the strange whisper in his ear disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

Senior Ueno asked.

"No... let's go."

Su Qi didn't know what happened, where did the whisper just now come from? What does "Hasta" mean?

But go find out more...

Su Qi's intuition was a little wrong and he didn't dare to spy on it for a while. His deep sea is not stable now, so he should make less dangerous attempts.

"Let's go quickly and hurry up."

Su Qi pulled his collar, took a deep look at the young man's back, and turned around and left with Senior Ueno.

And when Su Qi left, he didn't know.

Li Fushui, a young man holding a white cat, also turned to look at the place where he had stopped just now, and chanted.

"Strange, what does this mean..."

In his ears, there were whispers that only he could hear.

"Lalaye...Lalaye..."

...

Taitung District, Ueno.

Morijima Art Museum is in Funkyo District, and the seniors are not far from here by car. When it comes to Taitung District in Tokyo, there is a place that I have to mention.

Dongyi University.

Tokyo's top national art university has almost the same status as that of Tokyo University. There have been quite a few well-known painters, composers, and architects here...

This is the chief institution of the Tokyo art world.

During the day, you can occasionally see students who are taking pictures in Ueno Park, and at night there are romantic singers carrying speakers and guitars. There are many artistic styling products on the commercial store street.

These are the first prizes of the annual "art festival" and will be bought by the commercial street as an exhibition.

This is the "oggy room of Tokyo's art world".

...

Su Qi and his team found a craft shop according to the address given by Andersen.

The shop is filled with various pottery sculptures and oil paintings.

Each piece is marked with a price ranging from thousands to tens of thousands of yen, and it varies from hundreds of yuan depending on the cost of the material.

Of course, these things are not like those I saw in Morishima Art Museum just now. They do not have collection value, nor are they sold as "works of art", but are sold as "decorations"

Of course, it is not sold according to "art", but the material and labor costs.

Oil paintings are rich in colors and more expensive with more pigments, while ceramics are more expensive with more expensive, well...

Otherwise? In the eyes of half of the people in the world, the same thing has less material for small things, so it should not be more expensive than the larger ones. This is the easiest logic to understand.

They don’t pay attention to the finished product. It was created by an apprentice who spent three minutes to do it. It was also a master who devoted his decades of life to this field and accumulated experience, experience and technology.

Without the cultivation of human nature, industrial thinking is always greater than artistic thinking.

The former is the cornerstone of seeds, while the latter is blossoming and fruiting.

Just as we can easily use science and technology to copy and mass produce "Mona Lisa", but that smile is a miracle that can only be born when the Da Vinci brushes think about every stroke.

...

"Welcome, what do you need."

There is an uncle with a beard in the craft shop who looks like the owner.

On the window table, there is a pastime book of "The Last Secret Realm Tokyo Art University", an interview documentary work by the famous horror light author Atsuto Ninomiya. In the current world, any story session that you have consulted for a few questions can be called an interview documentary.

"Do you sell imitation oil paintings here?"

Su Qi asked.

"It is basically available for reservations. What level do you need? Low imitation or high imitation?"

The shop owner glanced at the two of them.

"Low imitation can usually be painted in three days, and the decoration effect is pretty good when hanging at home."

“Does there be many people customizing it?”

asked the senior.

"Not many, but there are also people in this world who don't have people who are stingy, stingy, and vanity, want to behave in an arty and elegant manner and pretend to be very tasteful, our business will be gone."

"How about high imitation quality?"

"If you want high-quality imitation, it is all purely artificial. Our painters are all from Dongyi University next door. You can't find a second in Tokyo with better quality than ours."

"A student from Dongyi University? Come to your craft shop here to draw imitations?"

To put it bluntly, it is just like Dongyi University who came out to paint imitations, just like Dongyi University who came out to work as assembly line workers, it was a waste of resources.

"Artists also need to eat, not everyone is so lucky to become famous masters in the industry."

The shop owner wiped the glass window.

"Learning art is like snow and snow, and making money with art is like rolling in the mud pit."

“…”

"Do you buy paintings?"

"You don't seem to have the painting we want."

"What painting do you want?"

“We need the most professional imitations.”

“We are very professional.”

"I mean, I can deceive the kind of appraisal of professional institutions."

Su Qi said his purpose directly.

“…”

The store manager frowned.

"Who did you recommend it?"

"Morishima Masayoshi, the president of Morishima Art Museum, you should know that there is a "Witch Dance"..."

"You are not like people from the Metropolitan Police Department..."

The owner noticed something was wrong, but before he could react, Su Qi grabbed his arm to prevent him from running away.

"We are from a law firm. Masayuki Morijima is now facing fraud prosecution. If you are an accomplice and still abscond, the consequences will be serious."

...
Chapter completed!