V8.chapter 6

Su Benxin's voice is still going on Yuezi killed Saburo with a hoe. She said: he tortured me. This kind of end is the inevitable retribution of his tormenting me. No one can torture me. No one can torture me

With the end of Su Benxin's voice, the lights in the dining room went out two more, even some candlelight effects.

It's not a comfortable story.

Wei Dong: "we haven't discussed painting after all this time. What does this novel have to do with that painting? "

"What is the scarlet beast in the book? If it is a portrayal of yuezi's heart, then the huge red like viscera on the screen seems to have an explanation. " It was Zhao Yanbao.

"But where can we find such a heart? 13000 grams of heart. " Zhichun looked at Qin Ci, "the heart of a normal person is only 250 grams."

They were silent, but Rowe slowly got up: "it's ten o'clock. It's time to go back to bed."

The matter has been discussed to this stage, only relying on imagination and speculation out of thin air, and there will be no result if we continue to talk about it.

Some people reluctantly stood up, as if the dim table in front of them was the safest place in the whole city.

"If there is a real danger, what should we do?" The painter Yu Ji asked with some hesitation.

"It's a matter of timing. It's a trick." Qin gave him eight words.

These eight effective words seem to be applicable to any dangerous bone saving eye, but in a city slowly engulfed by night, any advice is like empty words from the book.

They all walked out of the restaurant one after another and went to their own residence.

At night, the street was filled with faint fragrance of flowers. Ke Xun looked at a snow-white flower beside the street: "the temperature here is similar to that outside the painting. I always thought it was still in autumn, but I didn't expect that it was spring in the painting."

Snow white flowers from a tree looking at spring magnolia, white flowers in the dark night especially brilliant.

The flowers of the tree turned out to be an extra surprise in the painting.

Kexun stood under the tree flower, and Mu Yi Ran did not insist on going forward. It seemed that he wanted to stay and enjoy the flowers together.

After all, the hospital and the detective office were a little far away. Two groups of people walked back along the street, and the shadows of people were torn disorderly by the staggered street lamps.

Wei Dong Luo Wei and lion are not in the mood to enjoy the flowers, so they go back to the police dormitory first. Xiao Qinxian doesn't rush back, but lights a cigarette in front of the police station.

It is said that women who smoke often have stories, but compared with the story of yuezi just heard, the stories of other women become warm and ordinary.

Mu Yi Ran and Ke Xun stood under the magnolia tree and didn't mind being heard by this woman.

"This time it's not the same as before," Mu Yi Ran opened his hand, and there was a large white petal falling on his palm. "Before, whether it was a village or a farm, or a tube house, there would have been a relatively clear range, but this time there was no center of gravity."

Thirteen people were scattered to three quarters, which had never happened before.

"The characters in the whole city are very real, whether it's the police in the police station or the waiters in the restaurant just now," Ke Xun recalled carefully the paintings he had experienced before. "If you go deep into it, only those people who used to live in Chunzhu apartment have similar reality."

"In this case, there are only two possibilities. One is that the level of the painting is improving, and the complexity and difficulty are gradually increasing; the other is that it is similar to the spring bamboo shoot apartment. This special experience may be related to some kind of curse."

Ke Xun listened to Mu Yiran's words and pondered: "in the spring bamboo shoot apartment, rhinoceros elephant art museum was directly built on the ruins of the tube tower. Under the influence of paintings, there may be some overlap of" fields " But this time, the city in front of us is obviously different from the third tier old city where the original heart art museum is located. "

Kexun looked at Xiao Qinxian not far away. His thin figure was a little lonely, and the cigarette on his fingertips curled around the backlight of the street lamp.

"The difficulty of painting is increasing." Kexun said.

"As soon as we enter the original heart Art Museum, it makes people feel that there is something wrong," Mu Yiran tried to say that he was not sure, which was impossible before he met Ke Xun. "We used to paint in batches in any art museum, with strong randomness."

Indeed, at the beginning, Kexun and Weidong were randomly selected by this unfortunate urge. There were still two people missing from the painting, which had to be filled by two people who entered the exhibition hall.

"Yi Ran, do you mean that" painting "is selecting people this time Asked Ke Xun.

"Except for Su Benxin and lion who came in last, the remaining 11 people have been wandering in front of the painting" the scarlet beast "for a long time

"Is painting looking for people who are interested in it?" Ke Xun felt that the night wind was getting colder. His ability and level of "painting" were improving. This time, it was undoubtedly a kind of active hunting for prey.

"Or some kind of people it's interested in." Mu Yi Ran looked at the lonely Xiao Qinxian, had stepped out the cigarette end, walked back to the police station alone.Although there are street lights, but the streets are still full of the cosmic void that boundless darkness.

The detective office and the central hospital are not far from here. You can get there within 10 minutes' walk.

"Let's go back too. After eleven o'clock, some things are not easy to grasp." Kexun brushed several large petals on his head and looked at Mu Yi Ran, "our dormitory doesn't provide hot water 24 hours a day."

Mu Yi Ran narrowed his eyes and walked back side by side with Ke Xun.

"What do you see from Rowe?" Kexun asked suddenly.

Mu Yi stopped for a while, then slowly said, "Rowe did something out of the normal."

Kexun recalled carefully: "do you mean to take the initiative to borrow paper and pen at the restaurant service desk? Also actively turn on a lot of lights for everyone? Too active, too thoughtful? "

I think it is.

Before Li Yaqing's death, Luo Wei was not a man of all aspects. Although he had the unique logic of science students, he was not good at doing these things. After Li Yaqing's death, this person's words were less, and he was bored all day long. Under such a state, Rowe couldn't serve everyone comprehensively.

Mu Yi Ran affirmed Ke Xun's statement: "in addition, he also carefully observed everyone's expression, which is really abnormal."

Kexun felt very bad, but he didn't know where to start to understand the whole thing: "do you say, is Rowe's abnormality passive or active?"

Although life was equal, Kexun didn't want the old members to have an accident. Rowe and everyone had experienced life and death once and were already brothers.

Mu Yi Ran still had a light expression, but his palm patted Kexun's shoulder: "doctor Qin said that he would act according to the opportunity and plan."

"Well."

Back in the dormitory, there was still a smell of lady's cigarette in the corridor.

At present, the bathroom is not used. Ke Xun asked Mu Yi to wash it first, and then he entered their room next door in Weidong.

Luo Wei is sitting in bed and using a towel to wipe his hair. Lion is being pulled by Wei Dong to chat Don't do anything as an artist, really What's the matter? I found so many pigeon heads in Baidu. I, the eyes of raptor, and the weeding guy. I was gnawing at the corner of a towel and endured for three hours In the end, the client chose the ruins of Hitler's painting as the sign of Pigeonhouse Don't be an artist, listen to my friends, open a gym with a scalpel, and don't do art work at home

Kexun stepped forward, crossed the broad body of his international friends, and directly touched Weidong's forehead: "it's OK. It's like drinking too much."

"Dong Zi is really tall this time. He tasted half a cocktail in the restaurant," he said with a friendly smile

"No, Dongzi's volume is not big. It's not a problem if it's forty-two and fifty-two degrees white." Kexun saw his iron son talking about it and fell asleep.

"Just now the hospital apartment called. The painter named Yu Ji drank a glass of beer and now he is drunk." Luo Weiguang arm stood up to close the window, because there is no work clothes such as this kind of clothes, the bottom can only wrap a white bath towel.

"When you're all done, I'll go and have a rest." Rowe said to Kexun.

"Yes, you have to wear pants." Kexun said.

"Yes."

……

Although the dormitory is simple, it is clean and tidy.

After the bath, there was no change in pajamas. Kexun and Mu Yiran put on their police uniform shirts and trousers for the time being, while Rowe was poor enough to change back to the clothes of the day.

"People are sleeping?" Asked Ke Xun.

"The two in our room are sleeping, and the light is still on in the girl's room next door." Rowe said here, eyes frozen, looking at the two partners in front of her: "can you see the tear mole in the corner of her eye?"

"Who?" Ke Xun asked.

"The girl next door, Xiao Qinxian." Rowe accentuated his tone.

"A tear mole? I didn't notice, did I? " Ke Xun looked at Mu Yi Ran, who was sitting on the opposite side of the bed, and also expressed his negation.

Rowe made a gesture on his face with his hand: "it's just under the corner of his right eye. It's about the size of a soybean. It's red."

Mu Yi Ran affirmed: "I didn't see it." ——Soybean big a tear mole, that should be very obvious.

"That tear mole, what help to our later analysis?" Kexun said frankly - Rowe's expression is really a little nervous.

Luo Wei sat on the edge of Kexun's bed, put his elbow on his knee, and gently touched his forehead with his hand: "not only Xiao Qinxian, many people have it."

This sentence was said in the middle of the night, which made people feel a little creepy. Ke Xun was very nervous: "do you mean the mole of tears? Who has it? Did you see it? "

"It's not just the tear moles, there are other red marks, like birthmarks on the face, mostly on the forehead," Rowe's hand still stays on his forehead above his right eyebrow. "For example, there is a red birthmark the size of a broad bean in this position."

"What do you see?" Mu Yi Ran asked."Yes, it was in the restaurant just now."

"You turn on all the lights for an excuse to see these clearly?"

"Yes," Rowe was not surprised at the fact that Mu Yi Ran saw through himself. "When I turned on the light, I could see more clearly the various red marks on the faces of those people."

At this time, Kexun was closest to Rowe and couldn't help asking, "do I have it on my face?"

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