Hershyh nodded. "But I don't really know him. Mr. Juhrong did introduce him to me. I've only met him a few times." Hershyh seemed to be trying to remember. "I think, before yesterday, I'd only met that person twice."
"Did you see yesterday when Mr. Juhrong met Mr. Hertyan?"
"Yes. I saw them. But Mr. Hertyan did not see me. I saw them from the big window on the second floor of this building."
"So you're inside the building."
"That's right, Sir. When I got here, I went straight inside to see the paintings while Mr. Juhrong waited for someone here?"
"Is he waiting for Mr. Hertyan?"
"I don't know, Sir. Mr. Juhrong did not say who he would meet here. From above, I saw Mr. Juhrong talking to Mr. Hertyan."
"Is there anyone else apart from Mr. Hertyan?"
"When I saw them, Mr. Juhrong was having a conversation with Mr. Hertyan. Indeed, there was another person who was moving away from them. But I don't know if that person previously was talking to Mr. Juhrong, or he was just someone who just happened to be passing by here."
"Is that person this man?" Chioujen took a photo of Shannchyuan from his pocket and showed it to Hershyh.
Hershyh stared at the photo. After a few seconds, he shook his head.
"I don't know, Sir. The sun had not yet set. But I couldn't see that person's face. Besides, that person was wearing a hood and was always looking down. I am sure that the other two people I saw were Mr. Juhrong and Mr. Hertyan is because I know them and I did come to this building with Mr. Juhrong."
When he was about to put the photo back in his pocket, something caught it in Chioujen's pocket, so Chioujen had to take back the photo of Shannchyuan, which had been partly in his pocket. He also had to remove other objects that were in his pocket to check what caused the photo to get stuck.
The other objects were Yinqyueh's photo and a sketch of the mysterious girl's face. Chioujen placed the photo and the sketch on the bench, right between him and Hershyh. The man named Hershyh stared at the objects with a curious facial expression.
It turned out that there was a loose seam in Chioujen's shirt pocket. The unraveled lump of thread created a wedge so that Shannchyuan's photo could not enter completely. Chioujen had to tuck the thread aside so it wouldn't get in the way."
When Chioujen was about to put the photo and sketch back in, it turned out that Hershyh had opened the previously folded sketch paper. He observed the sketch of the mysterious girl's face with a very serious face.
"Have you ever seen the girl?" An idea popped into Chioujen's mind.
There is always a possibility that Beaushu went out with the girl.
"The big window on the second floor was very long. I was standing at the far right of the window. When I looked out through the window, about four or five meters to the left of where I was standing, there was a girl also looking out. She looked exactly like the girl in this face sketch."
Hershyh nodded. "But I don't really know him. Mr. Juhrong did introduce him to me. I've only met him a few times." Hershyh seemed to be trying to remember. "I think, before yesterday, I'd only met that person twice."
"Did you see yesterday when Mr. Juhrong met Mr. Hertyan?"
"Yes. I saw them. But Mr. Hertyan did not see me. I saw them from the big window on the second floor of this building."
"So you're inside the building."
"That's right, Sir. When I got here, I went straight inside to see the paintings while Mr. Juhrong waited for someone here?"
"Is he waiting for Mr. Hertyan?"
"I don't know, Sir. Mr. Juhrong did not say who he would meet here. From above, I saw Mr. Juhrong talking to Mr. Hertyan."
"Is there anyone else apart from Mr. Hertyan?"
"When I saw them, Mr. Juhrong was having a conversation with Mr. Hertyan. Indeed, there was another person who was moving away from them. But I don't know if that person previously was talking to Mr. Juhrong, or he was just someone who just happened to be passing by here."
"Is that person this man?" Chioujen took a photo of Shannchyuan from his pocket and showed it to Hershyh.
Hershyh stared at the photo. After a few seconds, he shook his head.
"I don't know, Sir. The sun had not yet set. But I couldn't see that person's face. Besides, that person was wearing a hood and was always looking down. I am sure that the other two people I saw were Mr. Juhrong and Mr. Hertyan is because I know them and I did come to this building with Mr. Juhrong."
When he was about to put the photo back in his pocket, something caught it in Chioujen's pocket, so Chioujen had to take back the photo of Shannchyuan, which had been partly in his pocket. He also had to remove other objects that were in his pocket to check what caused the photo to get stuck.
The other objects were Yinqyueh's photo and a sketch of the mysterious girl's face. Chioujen placed the photo and the sketch on the bench, right between him and Hershyh. The man named Hershyh stared at the objects with a curious facial expression.
It turned out that there was a loose seam in Chioujen's shirt pocket. The unraveled lump of thread created a wedge so that Shannchyuan's photo could not enter completely. Chioujen had to tuck the thread aside so it wouldn't get in the way."
When Chioujen was about to put the photo and sketch back in, it turned out that Hershyh had opened the previously folded sketch paper. He observed the sketch of the mysterious girl's face with a very serious face.
"Have you ever seen the girl?" An idea popped into Chioujen's mind.
There is always a possibility that Beaushu went out with the girl.
"The big window on the second floor was very long. I was standing at the far right of the window. When I looked out through the window, about four or five meters to the left of where I was standing, there was a girl also looking out. She looked exactly like the girl in this face sketch."
