"Yeah, yeah, I see it," Xiao Tan nodded repeatedly, then added, "What does it mean?"

"Don't know," Xiao Ling immediately replied.

"Uh... okay..." Xiao Tan responded, "I thought you'd already solved the riddle..."

"If I had, I wouldn't have said 'come take a look'," Xiao Ling said, squinting at Xiao Tan beside her, "I would have directly revealed the answer to the clue, then, amidst your astonished gazes, I would have eloquently explained the solving process, and secretly felt pleased with myself."

"Hey, hey... that sounds like you're talking about me..." Feng Bujue, who naturally heard the sarcasm in her words, chimed in.

"Ah... as expected of Teacher Jue, you're quite self-aware," Xiao Ling retorted, glancing sideways at Brother Jue.

Her thinly veiled criticism was undoubtedly a response to Buu and Oubu's previous assessment of her.

"Alright... the whole world knows he's a narcissist, there's no point in complaining about it," Ruoyu said, joining the conversation, "Let's focus our attention on solving the riddle."

"Ehh--" Xiao Ling stuck out her tongue at Ruoyu and made a face, "Cousin, you're taking his side."

"Where do you see her taking his side..." Feng Bujue's mouth twitched as he replied, "She's just going along with your intention, using a more blatant way to mock me once, and concluding the topic like it's a foregone conclusion..."

"Oh! I get it!" Just as they were chatting idly, Buu, who had been scrutinizing the wall, seemed to have figured something out again, and he said loudly, "This is a constellation chart, right?" Judging from his tone, he wasn't entirely certain, so he continued, "Look closely... the sizes of these spots are different. Some are as big as sesame seeds, some are as big as mung beans, and some are so small that they're barely visible to the naked eye... Maybe, if we isolate and observe a group of spots of the same size, we can see something like a star chart..."

"That's not right..." Feng Bujue interrupted with a serious expression, "Although my knowledge of astronomy is only so-so, I'm quite familiar with things like constellation composition..."

"Because you were obsessed with *Saint Seiya* for a while when you were a kid," Xiao Tan interjected at the right time.

"Stop talking nonsense! No one's going to think you're a mute if you don't speak!" Brother Jue just wanted to show off his knowledge and look cool, but Xiao Tan immediately exposed him, so he could only shout to relieve his embarrassment.

"Eh~" Xiao Tan simply shrugged his shoulders after hearing this, and made an indifferent expression. Xiao Ling beside him patted him on the shoulder with a smile, her eyes seemed to be saying... "Well done."

"Ahem!" Brother Jue cleared his throat, "In short, based on my observation, even if you divide these spots into multiple groups and observe them separately, you won't be able to correspond them to any constellation."

"Wait a minute." At this moment, Ruoyu stepped forward, staring at the wall thoughtfully, "I seem to... have seen this kind of composition somewhere..." As she spoke, she had already taken two steps back, "Everyone, let me take a look at the whole thing from a distance..."

Everyone didn't say much and immediately did as she said.

Then, Ruoyu stood about three meters away from the wall, frowning and pondering...

A full three minutes later, something suddenly flashed in her eyes, and her expression suddenly relaxed: "I understand!"

"I'm going to... really?" Feng Bujue was stunned when he heard Ruoyu's words. He couldn't help but think, "I used a brain speed far exceeding ordinary people to analyze those spots in various ways, and even considered all the factors such as dot matrix diagrams and geometric coordinates on the data level... but still didn't have any clues. And you just stood there and looked at it for three minutes, and you said you 'understand'?"

"Xiao Ling, give me a few gunpowder-filled bullets," Ruoyu said, and immediately started to act.

She took the bullets Xiao Ling handed over and walked to the wall.

Crack crack—a few soft sounds came, this was the sound of Ruoyu prying open the bullets with her fingers...

Then, she dipped some of the gunpowder from the cartridge with the middle and ring fingers of her right hand, and started smearing it on the wall.

"These spots of different sizes do have different functions," Ruoyu explained while smearing, "For example, this one marks the outline of a larger pattern; this one indicates filling with color; and this one... indicates a single line segment."

As she explained, the graphics on the wall became richer and clearer. Before long, all the spots had been covered with black gunpowder, and a complete "painting" was displayed on the wall.

However... the other five still didn't understand what it was.

"Is this... some kind of puzzle?" Looking at the six black, differently shaped patterns on the wall (two of which were close to geometric figures, and the other four seemed to be silhouettes of objects, but the shapes were irregular), Brother Jue tentatively asked.

"Can't you all tell?" Ruoyu replied, "This is *Bottle, Glass and Violin*."

"Huh?" The teammates' reactions were surprisingly consistent.

"Sigh..." Li Ruoyu sighed deeply and explained, "*Bottle, Glass and Violin* is a charcoal and pastel painting painted by Picasso in 1912." She pointed to the wall, "If I were to copy it myself, I wouldn't be able to achieve such a high degree of precision, but relying on those spots, we have this painting in front of us..."

"Don't worry, I estimate that you're the only one in this room who has seen the original... even if there are big differences, we wouldn't be able to tell," Feng Bujue replied.

"So... the clues we have now are... 'bottle', 'glass', and 'violin'?" Xiao Ling replied.

"Hmm... should there also be 'Picasso' and '1912'?" Buu added.

"To expand our thinking, we can also derive the clues as 'wine' and 'music'..." Feng Bujue said, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

"You're all thinking too superficially..." As she spoke, Ruoyu had already come to Feng Bujue's side, and grabbed the latter's collar, starting to wipe her hands... While wiping, she recited, "From the perspective of 'synthetic cubism', this painting does not take a realistic object as its starting point, decomposing the object towards its basic elements, but takes the basic elements as its starting point, transforming basic shapes and blocks into graphics of objective objects. By abandoning painting and brushstrokes, this pattern obtains a more objective reality. These blocks... on the one hand, display the world outside the painting, and on the other hand, display the unity and independence of the painting's own world through their organic combination."

"Can you say something we can understand?" Among the five listeners who were clueless, only Brother Jue dared to reply like this after listening to this passage.

"Alright~" Ruoyu gave Brother Jue a disgusted look, raised her arm and pointed to the wall, "Now, pick up your slingshot and try to 'suck' the pattern on the wall out."