Tuesday, December 10, 2019
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The Stolen Paining
One morning I woke up because the living room was noisy.
My home picture was stolen.
The painting was bought by my deceased grandfather and saved, and it is said that it will still cost millions of yen if sold even now.
Because the police car stopped in front of the house, neighbors gathered. When I asked if I saw a suspicious person, I got useful information.
"A middle-aged man with a large painting entered the building yesterday at midnight." In
the direction we pointed, there was a cafe bar where our family often went.
Huh? No way, Master? ?
I entered the cafe bar with doubts and anxiety.
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