"It's melted?"

Hattori Maki repeated it and confirmed that he had heard it correctly.

Musashino nodded:

"Let's go and go up and take a look."

The art gallery was still very quiet, and the echoes of their footsteps could be heard. Hattori Maki used a flashlight to observe the situation around him.

"What?"

Suddenly she stepped on a pool of sticky things on her feet.

Look down.

It's a pool of red pigments.

The cleaning work of the art gallery should be very good, so why do pigments appear on the stairs?

She raised the flashlight.

"hiss--"

With the help of the light, she saw not only the foot, the stair handrails, the surrounding walls, and the dome of the art gallery, all of which were traces of paint rubbing!

These traces fill the art gallery.

It's like there's a ten-story giant painter who has just done crazy graffiti.

“So many pigment stains!”

She opened her mouth in surprise.

"Musashi Sang, do you know what's going on?

"Let's take a look."

Musashino never said a word and did not observe the surrounding environment seriously, which made Hattori a little panicked.

"have no idea."

The answer is very short.

At this moment, Musashino was thinking about something else:

That is, after arriving at the scene and seeing the security guard's current condition, can Hattori Maki stand it?

Because it's a bit scary.

"Do you...have cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases?" he asked suddenly.

Um?

Hattori Maki was stunned for a moment and shook his head vigorously.

"What about urinary diseases?"

"No...you, you have urinary tract diseases!"

"That's good."

Musashino lets go:

It seems that Hattori Maki should not lose his composure, and I have fulfilled my obligation to remind you.

Sixth floor, oil painting exhibition hall.

The security guard is here.

Hattori Maki held a baton and pushed the door open:

“The wasteland ahead, let go of hostages!

"This is a living area, not a place where you can do whatever you want!"

But the only response to her was echo.

"Forehead……"

The structure of the exhibition hall is very simple.

It is a rectangular hall with many small paintings hanging on both sides, and on the front wall is a huge oil painting, which should be the main exhibit.

Hattori Maki scratched his head awkwardly:

"There's no one here?"

She was already skeptical about Musashino's statement.

The oil painting exhibition hall is on the sixth floor, how can you know what is happening here on the first floor?

unless......

He has the ability to see through...

Hum? Isn't that...

Hattori Shinki quickly wrapped his arms around his chest and blocked his chest.

She looked at Musashino as if she had seen a wasteland creature:

"Musashi Sang, are you, you, you..."

(;′??Д??`) Ah—

I'm not clean anymore.

"Huh? No."

Since the security guard is not here, it proves that Musashino's judgment is wrong, and his eyes do not have a perspective function.

I'm overthinking it.

"snort!

"It's important to find someone, I'll pursue what you're talking nonsense later..."

Musashino snapped his fingers.

Bang ~

He manipulated the soul splitting body to pull down the switch, and the lights in the art gallery began to light up one after another, and the oil painting exhibition hall also lit up a soft white light.

Oil paintings are embedded in the frame, giving the unique sense of tranquility of the work of art.

Musashino raised his hand;

“It’s right there.”

Hattori Maki looked in the direction of his finger and was the huge oil painting directly in front of the hall.

“Huh?

"It turned out to be "Tokyo Folding".

Hattori Maki recognized it.

"Tokyo Folding" is one of the most famous oil paintings collected by the Shinjuku Art Museum. Although she has not seen them with her own eyes, she knows a little bit.

This is an abstract painting.

It depicts the scenes of the living area together in a broken way, as if the city had been folded and crushed.

The author died of illness five years ago.

He is a young painter.

No one knew about it during his lifetime, but after his death, he suddenly became popular and was sought after by thousands of people in the art world.

"but......"

Hattori Maki rubbed his chin:

"I remember that's not what "Tokyo Fold" looks like?"

At this time, there was a pool of black liquid in the middle of the oil painting, covering the original picture.

The liquid is mixed with black, red, brown and yellow, and it also emits an unpleasant smell.

Looks weird.

"It's a stain, someone destroyed this famous painting?"

Musashino shook his head:

"No, what can you think of the shape of this stain?"

Hattori Masashi Hattori Sunglasses.

This piece of stain is very large.

It is about three meters in height and two meters long. It is divided into five forks in total, and combined with its strange color...

Guru~
To be continued...