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"This is Who called? "

"My father, of course."

The tone of the seal is plain, which seems normal.

Finish saying, put down the sleeve again again, button good button.

Wen Tiantian looks at him.

Only here do we know why Feng Ming always wears a proper suit to cover his wounds?

Just thinking about it, Feng Ming continued: "my mother had been cheating when I was very young, and she never changed her mind after repeated admonition."

Wen Tiantian looks up and listens to Feng Ming in a plain tone.

"The whole Fengjia will be reduced to this extent, thanks to her."

With that, he hooked the corner of his mouth and let out a sneer.

"You think my parents died in a car accident? No, that's just the news that Feng Jia deliberately spread out in order to cover up the truth. "

"How could..."

Wen Tiantian's heart jumped, an idea jumped out of her mind, and her heart jumped.

"Don't you..."

"Yes, after my mother's countless infidelity, my father couldn't bear to kill her and finally chose to commit suicide."

He turned his head and looked at the sweet eyes.

"You see, even behind the family that everyone envies, isn't there a pain that no one knows?"

Feng Ming has a strong smile in his eyes, but it does not contain a trace of temperature. Instead, it is a sneer and a taunt, which makes people feel shocked.

"But even so, it can't be an excuse for you to kill." Wen Tiantian said frankly.

Feng Ming still insisted.

"I said I was saving you."

This sentence, Wen Tiantian has heard from him for the second time, but still can't understand what is going on.

At this time, Feng Ming woke up from the memory just now, and the smile in his eyes restored his usual gentle and elegant appearance.

"I want to see where I can go with you. When it's dark, I can't go out."

Wen Tiantian looks at the smile on his face, but some in the heart is not taste, slightly frown, forcing the strange feeling down.

I was about to open my mouth when I heard the sound of water.

"What's that noise? Is there a river nearby? "

"It's just a stream. Would you like to go over and have a look?" Feng Ming doesn't care about Tao.

Wen Tiantian nodded and followed Feng Ming to the rear.

After walking for about ten minutes, a half meter wide stream appeared in front of me.

I don't know where the stream flows out of the deep forest, slowly outward.

Wen Tiantian squats down beside the stream, and sees the clear and transparent stream water and the Jingdong sound of spring water, which is very pleasant to the ear.

He put his hand in and felt the stream was cold, apparently flowing from the ground.

I just don't know if the water can flow out of the forest

Thinking of this problem, an idea suddenly appeared in Wen Tiantian's mind.

She got up in a hurry and turned to walk towards the cabin.

Feng Ming follows her.

"Going back so soon?"

Wen Tiantian said in a hurry: "there will be plenty of time in the future. Aren't you going to stay here for a few days? Let's come out again tomorrow. "

With that, she plunged into the cabin.

The room is temporary, and all that is left is a few gadgets that are needed temporarily.

Before she broke the glass is still in place, look around, there is nothing to inform Ji Jingchen.

Just thinking, several bodyguards opened the door and moved something in.

Wen Tiantian looked at them carefully and found that they were some paintings.

The paintings are well packed, but from the perspective of material, it's a little strange.

As if aware of something, Wen Tiantian suddenly raised her head and looked at the paintings hanging on the wall. She understood it in an instant.

These paintings are made of the same material!

Not canvas, but skin!

It seems that Feng Ming is very satisfied with his paintings. Wherever he goes, he always takes them with him.

Is he going to put the painting here?

It's chilling to be with these weird paintings!

Wen Tiantian sits aside and looks at several bodyguards putting the paintings in the corner of the room.

Seeing their indifferent faces, they couldn't help asking, "do you know how these paintings came from?"

I thought that a few bodyguards, like before, would not talk to her.

But did not expect to finish, two people said: "human skin, you have known for a long time?"

Such an indifferent attitude makes Wen Tiantian frown in an instant.

"Even so, are you going to cover him up?"

Smell speech, two bodyguards put things down, turned to look over.

"It's Miss Wen who really can't see the form clearly, right?""What do you mean?"

"Do you know what kind of people the young master killed?"

Asked by a rhetorical question, Wen Tiantian suddenly did not understand.

She remembered that she had seen the information of the dead at drillmaster Yan.

There was no difference except that they were all women.

Seeing the suspicious eyes of wentiantian, a bodyguard finally opened his mouth to explain.

"Every man killed by Feng Shao is a woman who has a family."

With that, the bodyguard's eyes suddenly became fierce. "Damn those women! The young master is just punishing them instead of the police! "

Another bodyguard swore bitterly.

"Those women left their own men and children in their own homes, and they did harm to the whole family by hooking up three times and four times outside. It's not a pity to die!"

Hearing this, Wen Tiantian immediately thinks of what Feng Ming told her.

The mistress of the family is also a habitual transgressor

But even so, it does not constitute a reason for his killing.

What's more

Wen Tiantian frowns. She remembers what she saw in the police station. The woman didn't cheat

See wentiantian quiet two, two bodyguards cold hum, turn to leave.

The door of the wooden house was closed again, and the room became dark. Only the light from the window could come in and fall on the paintings in the corner.

Wen Tiantian is still frowning. Her mind is full of confusion. She constantly recalls what Feng Ming told him just now and the persistence of several bodyguards.

Her eyes fell again on the paintings, took a deep breath and leaned over.

He stretched out his hand and touched it carefully on the canvas.

Soft touch, let her whole body a excitement, hand retracted back, heart a burst of cold.

After a while, she finally resisted the fear in her heart and carefully picked up one of the paintings.

This painting shows a fleshy child with innocent and strange eyes.

Sweet and sweet, her eyebrows are locked.

"Sorry."

She whispered, picking up pieces of glass from the ground and carefully cutting a small piece of cloth from the canvas.

With paint on it, I wrote a few words piecemeal.

When she finished writing, Wen Tiantian was frightened and put the "note" in her pocket and hid the painting at the bottom.

After all this, the fear in my heart did not dissipate, but intensified.

Be sure to find a chance to get out and put these rags into the stream.

I hope that the stream can connect with the outside. Someone happened to find these "notes".