Although she did not doubt Jiang Xia's judgment, Sato Miwako still felt conflicted when she heard that motive for murder. "...All for that?"
"Artists are usually very stubborn, and they tend to have a bit of an obsessive streak—when the perfect composition in their minds gets heavily marked right in the center by someone using money and power, it's only natural that they might go to extremes."
Jiang Xia was not particularly surprised by this, as though he had seen far too many artists like that:
"And I heard that although the late Miss Tokiwa had nominally become Kisaragi Hosui's apprentice, she never seriously studied painting. She merely used the master-disciple connection to obtain many paintings, then resold them after driving up their prices, making a considerable profit.
"Kisaragi Hosui's motive is difficult to explain clearly, so work a little harder and investigate it yourselves. In any case, the necklace Chairman Tokiwa was wearing at the time of the crime may have been a gift from Kisaragi Hosui. Then, while everything around them was pitch-black, he went behind Chairman Tokiwa, secretly loosened the necklace she was wearing, and pretended to help straighten her clothes while putting another necklace around her neck—a necklace prepared in advance with Steel Wire attached to it. Then all he had to do was wait for that heavy painting to fall. The Chairman would be hanged by the neck and quickly die."
"The evidence may not be very complete. You'll have to work harder on the rest and investigate it gradually based on these deductions." Having said what he wanted to reveal, Jiang Xia sighed. "I'm not feeling well today. We can talk next time if there's anything."
Then he neatly hung up.
At the foot of the Twin Skyscrapers.
Sato Miwako looked at her darkened