Net King Whale Fall

Chapter 557 Give me the person
Sanada Rei has no talent in art. The paintings in front of her can only be divided into two categories: good-looking and bad-looking. If the artist is Seiichi Yukimura, you can take a closer look.

For a person who knows nothing about painting, being invited to the master's gallery is a waste of space.

Speaking of which, Sanada Ling was more interested in the senior brothers and sisters of Yukimura Seiichi. They could not see anything in front of their master. Once they left the sight of their master, Sanada Ling noticed the eyes of those people staring at Yukimura Seiichi. It's very complicated, a mixture of envy and jealousy. For a group of people who have already matured and have their own studio, this kind of look is too obvious.

It's an exaggeration to say that everyone is loved by everyone, but there are really few girls who would be hostile to Yukimura Seiichi. His face, coupled with his deceptive smile, is simply a walking killer.

Genichiro Sanada came over and asked, "What are you looking at? Do you have any paintings you like?"

Sanada Ling raised her chin slightly, "Hey, how is the relationship between Yukimura and his fellow senior?"

Genichiro Sanada looked around, and now he was not surprised that Sanada Ling could tell at a glance, "General."

Sanada Genichiro is not interested in this kind of thing, but it can be understood from Seiichi's private attitude. Conflicts will exist no matter where you are or in any class, but Sanada Genichiro is not worried about his friends.

Sanada Ling hummed and saw that it was indeed very ordinary.

Yukimura Seiichi is the master's last disciple. He is the latest and the youngest, but he is also the most talented. Even though he was more focused on tennis during junior high school, he has not slacked off in painting.

His senior brothers and sisters, Yukimura Seiichi clearly knows their thoughts, but so what? If you can't defeat him, you can only look up to him. Strength is paramount, right?
After explaining things clearly to his master, Seiichi Yukimura didn't want to listen to those weird words, so he turned around and went to find Genichiro Sanada and Aling. He would rather listen to Sanada Ling slandering him than waste any time talking to them.

"Xianyilang, Aling."

"Jingshi."

Yukimura Seiichi will really smile like a spring breeze when facing his friends, "How do you feel?"

Sanada Ling was not a spoiler, and immediately said, "Very good."

Indeed, Yukimura Seiichi's paintings can be understood by the general public and they can realize that the paintings are beautiful. However, some paintings are very abstract and cannot be understood by Sanada Ling.

Yukimura Seiichi's smile deepened, "Thank you very much for the compliment, Aling."

The three people were talking at the same time. Yukimura Seiichi acted as the commentator. He could explain anything he didn't understand at any time. Today seemed to be prepared in advance. The people who came were all people in the industry and his own people. The real tourists hadn't come yet.

After walking around twice, I was about to take a break and have lunch when a senior fellow from Yukimura Seiichi came over and warmly invited Yukimura Seiichi and the others to see his latest paintings.

It is a masterpiece that has not yet been revealed to the world, and is specially used today as a surprise for its first appearance.

Yukimura Seiichi was not willing to give him any face, although he could clearly see the slight showoff intended by his senior brother under the invitation.

There was nothing going on around them. Sanada Ling also followed them to visit, just to take a look.

However, after getting closer to the painting, Sanada Ling's expression changed slightly. The painting was blocked by a white curtain and the content could not be seen, but Sanada Ling could smell the slightest trace of blood.

Sanada Ling's eyes were suspicious, and she had a bad feeling. Maybe this person had mixed blood in the paint.

The expression on the senior brother's face was very proud, the kind of expression that couldn't be concealed, "Then please enlighten me." Sanada Ling made some guesses in her mind, but she was still shocked when the curtain was taken off. The deep and shallow red color, and the bloody smell filling the tip of his nose, made the tight strings in Sanada Ling's mind snap instantly.

Sanada Ling only felt a long ringing in her ears, and then she couldn't hear anything else. Her heartbeat and blood pressure fluctuated violently in an instant, and she felt dizzy in front of her eyes.

Genichiro Sanada reacted the moment he saw the painting clearly, and immediately looked towards Sanada Ling, and sure enough he saw Sanada Ling's suddenly pale face.

It's not that Sanada Ling can't hide it. If she is given a few more minutes, she can suppress it. But in that moment, those few seconds of reaction, Sanada Ling can't hide it. She has not slept since the end of the case. After a complete sleep, my spirit was a little unbearable.

But there are still a lot of people around here, and I am glad that they are all praising this painting. Sanada Ling grabbed Genichiro Sanada's wrist just before he opened his mouth, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, " fine."

The three of them were standing side by side. Yukimura Seiichi noticed Sanada Ling's appearance immediately. Her face was extremely pale.

Yukimura Seiichi's expression turned grim, and he lowered his voice and said quickly, "The rest room is in the corridor on the left."

Genichiro Sanada hugged Sanada Ling and walked out. He could feel Sanada Ling's body trembling.

Sanada Ling's physical condition couldn't be hidden from Kudo Shinichi who was far away in Tokyo. His health index was off the charts. Kudo Shinichi's cell phone made a sharp alarm sound. Kudo Shinichi's face changed drastically. What's going on?

Her phone couldn't be connected, so Kudo Shinichi urgently contacted Ada. After receiving the call, Ada, who was waiting boredly outside the hospital, his aura suddenly changed and he strode inside.

Sanada Ling's situation at this time was not good. It could be said that it was extremely bad. The only trace of reason she had allowed her to know that the people around her were Genichiro Sanada and Yukimura. She had never been so embarrassed in front of these two people. She only hoped that she could It would be better to hold on for a little longer, even if it means fainting immediately.

Ah Da found them in the shortest time, and at a glance he saw Sanada Ling curled up in Sanada Genichiro's arms, her fingertips hanging by her side trembling, "Give them to me."

Ah Da knew very well what happened in this appearance. Just in case, he asked again, "What did she see?"

As expected, Genichiro Sanada said solemnly, "A red painting."

"Contact an ambulance first."

"I have a way, just let go," Ah Da said, grabbing the person back with a strong attitude, and then let go when Genichiro Sanada took over. The moment he took over, he knocked out Sanada Ling with a palm.

Genichiro Sanada shouted sternly, "What are you doing?!"

Ah Da ignored him and instead folded a clean handkerchief several times and pressed it between her teeth. The soft handkerchief sucked away the blood from the tear and casually said, "She has heat stroke, don't worry about it."

Yukimura Seiichi stopped Ada from leaving, "What do you mean?"

"A-Ling is going to the hospital now. Where are you taking her?"

Ada's tone was indifferent, "I know better than you what to do at this time, don't use your shallow knowledge to teach me how to do things."

"Miss Ling is the person I want to protect. Her safety comes first. Don't cause trouble."

After saying that, Ada took his people away without wasting any more time.