Chapter 1906： People in the 319 ward

Chapter 1906 319 people in the ward

Chapter 1909 319 people in the ward

Cloud painting went to the bed.

Standing, staring straight at the empty bed.

The bed is an iron bed, the paint on the top has been peeled off, and there are many places that are rusted. The blue sheets on the bed are not much at a distance, but when you look at it, there are pieces of stains everywhere.

The quilt that was rolled up and placed in the bed was equally filthy, just because the blue base was used, so it was not clear what the above blocks were.

Cloud painting stood in front of the hospital bed for a long time.

Qin Mo was at the door, and Song Ci carefully looked at the house.

Nothing is wrong...

So, what is cloud painting looking at?

Except for herself, I am afraid no one knows.

A few minutes later, as Song’s words became more and more tense, the cloud painting finally turned and walked out of the door of 318.

What Qin Mo wants to ask, but look at the face of the cloud painting, she shut up decisively, or don't ask anything.

Then, Qin Moyuan thought that the cloud painting would go downstairs, but she did not expect that she went to the next room 319.

This time, the state of cloud painting is even worse than before.

Her whole body, squatting under her body, exudes a chilling suffocation, the kind of breath that can't be suppressed at all.

Qin Mo even felt that he was a little cold.

She always knew that cloud painting was not as soft as she looked on her face, but when she was really open, Qin Mo still couldn’t stand it...

Such a cloud painting is really too cold, and people are completely afraid to approach.

There is even a feeling of fear.

Cloud painting is in the 319 ward for a longer time...

Qin Mo could not help but glance through the window of the 319 ward door.

"what."

Qin Mo was a little surprised.

Song Ci quickly asked, "What happened?"

Qin Mo pointed to the window on the door of Room 319. "There are people here. I thought there was no one on the third floor. However, it seems that it is not a patient..."

After waiting for Qin Mo to finish, Song Ci immediately went forward to see.

Looking inside from the small window on the door, I can't see anyone, because there is a thin curtain in the middle of the room. The curtain blocks the sight of the outside person, but the shadow inside the shadow. But the reflection from the curtain, people can not see, but the shadow can be seen clearly.

The image reflected on the curtain is a person, and his hands are open like learning birds flying...

This, which neurosis is this?

It's no surprise. The ones that are closed here are all neurotic diseases, mimicking mushrooms, mimicking plants, and of course mimicking birds. This may be imitating birds.

Qin Mo and Song Ci did not think too much. At this time, the cloud painting reached out and wanted to push the door.

Song Ci immediately reacted and blocked the cloud painting. "There are people inside."

Cloud painting looked at Song’s remarks.

This eye is cool.

Song Ci was even stunned by the eyes of this eye, and his breathing was a little stagnant.

"Really to go in?" he asked a little hard.

Cloud painting did not answer, even without nodding or shaking his head, just resolutely reaching out to push the door.

"I am coming!" Song said quickly.

Then he gently pushed the door of the 319 ward...

The state of mental patients is very unstable. You don't know when they are as quiet as ordinary people, and they don't know when they suddenly become violent and angry.

The safest thing, of course, is not to act rashly.

But at this moment, the cloud painting has come in.

Song Ci gave Qin ink a wink, Qin Mo carefully nodded.

In the next second, Song Ci quickly pulled the curtain.

His original intention was to pull the curtain away, but he did not expect that the curtain was not fixed properly. He pulled it so suddenly that the curtain fell directly.

Qin Mo took a few steps back with the cloud painting in the first time, avoiding the accident covered by the curtain, and Song’s reaction was very fast. When the curtain fell, he reached for a roll and directly gave the curtain to the roll. It’s up.

Although in the process of the roll, it was inevitably covered by the curtain and lost sight, but the situation continued to be extremely short and short. Soon, Song Song rolled up the curtain and his head was revealed.

The position he stood was facing the cloud painting and Qin Mo, facing away from the people inside.

So when he took away the curtain that covered his vision, the first thing he saw was not the person behind him who was hiding behind the curtain to learn the bird flying. The first time he saw the cloud painting and Qin ink's face.

The face of the cloud painting is as gloomy as before, the feeling of the storm.

What really makes Song’s heart slam is the expression of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo’s eyes suddenly widened, and a face was full of shocks, shocking that she could not maintain her emotions!

These thoughts are slow to talk about, and they are actually very fast.

Song Ci opened the curtain, to see the expression on the face of Qin ink, and then he quickly turned his head and looked at the person who was flying behind the bird, the whole process may be less than 2 seconds!

In the moment of turning around, Song’s remarks were also embarrassing.

this is……

what is this?

This is not accurate, it is indeed an individual, but...

Song Ci even can't describe the picture that his eyes see, it is too... The wife is too bloody, too bizarre!

This man, kneeling on the floor, arms wide open, a very thin wire hanging from the wrist on the ceiling, so that his arms can be opened like a bird's wings.

Because the silk thread that tied his wrist and lifted his arms was too thin, so when they were separated by the curtain, they could not see the silk thread, they could only see his arms open, like learning birds flying.

They didn't even realize that this person was a dead man, and thought that he himself took the initiative to open his arms to imitate the bird...

However, this is not a big deal.

Going down,

"On the ground... is... what?" Qin Mo only felt that his stomach was tumbling, almost vomiting.

The face of Song Ci is very exciting.

There are three words on the ground with the slice: FORYOU, HUA!

Song Ci only felt that the whole body was tight.

Any man who sees this scene will feel cold...

This picture is too impactful and too painful.

Although the Song Dynasty is not afraid, he feels sick.

How can the murderer have such a bad taste, it is...

But what makes him more worried is that the murderer used the information left by the unspeakable part of the deceased: FORYOU, HUA!

What does it mean?

For you, draw?

In the end, although this HUA is a pinyin, Song Song will never think much. It must be said that it is a painting of cloud painting.

What does this mean for the painting?

But...why!

This really does not make sense.

The murderer must be a woman!

Song Ci thought so in his heart.

Generally speaking, like this kind of murder, the possibility of a heterosexual crime is relatively high, and the proportion of male murderers is much higher than that of female murderers.

But it cannot be denied that there are indeed female murderers.

Song Ci felt that the murderer who killed this victim was nine out of ten women.

Song recounted the case of Han Fangzhou and Ye Fangmeng.

At that time, he had not followed the cloud painting, but later he followed the cloud painting and slowly learned about some of the cases she had participated in before, and also knew the case of Han Fangzhou and Ye Fangmeng.

That case is really... very miserable. Song’s remarks are very clear. He certainly remembers how Ye Xiangmeng killed the three people who had violated her.

Song Ci thought a lot in his mind.

From the beginning to the end, the cloud painting stood in front of the deceased, staring at the dead with a dark gaze.

The deceased was... looks... quite scary.

How can ordinary people be willing to stand in front of such a flesh-and-blood dead person, but they can’t avoid it?

Can only say that her heart is too strong.

"Play 120, he is still not dead." Cloud painting suddenly opened.

"What?" Song Ci suddenly turned his head and looked at the cloud painting. He did not hear it clearly. He just couldn't believe it. Immediately, without the cloud painting, he immediately approached and checked.

The next second, he saw a scene that made him twitch.

The man’s bare heart is still jumping!

Why didn't you find it just now!

The face of Song Ci is very ugly.

He just did not find out that this man is still not dead, his heart is still jumping!

You know, men should not live this kind of situation, what does that mean?

It means that the murderer should have just fled without a long time, and even the murderer is still here!

But he didn't even notice it.

In the Song Dynasty, the song was straight and the whole person was tense.

"Don't be nervous, the murderer has left." The speed of the cloud painting is very fast. "Reporting to the public, there are 120."

"It has already been played." Qin ink frowned and said, "This... all this, can you save it?"

Cloud painting has no buzz.

Song resigned his lips and looked at the clouds.

The face of the cloud painting is also very unsightly. "From the point of view of the blood coagulation after peeling off the skin of the body, the time of the incident was about twelve hours ago."

"Twelve hours ago... isn't that..."

Qin Mo's lips, "Isn't that when the courier sent the gift over?"

Cloud painting did not answer this obvious question.

Qin Mozhen tightened his fist. "The other party asked the courier to send the gift at that time. When you modeled the gift, the murderer had already started to commit the crime..."

Yes, she is spelling the model, and the murderer is demolishing this person.

Both sides are almost synchronous. She put the model together and the murderer removed the man...

"Why?" Qin Mo did not understand. "Why do the murderer do this? Who is this person? The murderer wants to kill him, but what does it have to do with you? Why should you involve you?"

Song Ci also looked at the cloud painting, "Drawing, do you know this person?"

do you know it?

do you know it?

Do you know this person?

Cloud paintings of this life, do not know.

Last life...

"There is also a medical room here. This person must know the truth. I will go to the doctor in the medical room to rescue him. Maybe... maybe..." Qin Mo will go out.

"You don't have to go." The cloud painting head did not return to the ground. From the beginning to the end, her eyes were on the man who was not adult. "You don't have to go."

(End of this chapter)