Doomsday Wonderland

According to Scott, the "commentary" session that used to happen every time a new recruit was recruited was delayed this time.

Could it be that they need to discover the truth in the "Explanation" session by themselves this time before they can get out of this road?

Pan Cui thought for a while, but couldn't think of an answer, so she looked at her watch anxiously. Time passed too fast, just chatting for a while, she felt that she hadn't sorted out all the things, and more than an hour had passed.

It's been more than an hour since the party, and he didn't say a word about the business, but the portraits didn't seem to take it to heart at all.

Not only is he not in a hurry, the portrait of Peter even greeted the servants and served dinner for ten people; before the evolutionary people could understand what was going on, there was a noise in the portrait where the cups were intertwined and the dishes were touching— The few people standing in the bare cave, you look at me, I look at you, and they all see stronger doubts on each other's faces.

"Peter, I have to say," came his pleasing voice from Nika's portrait, "I'm amazed that you can keep the party so well-organized tonight. Honestly, I'm not afraid of you laughing. Me, I'm all set, I won't be too comfortable tonight."

Hearing this, Pan Cui immediately twisted her body at Nika's portrait, feeling that she only had a pair of ears left in her whole body. What's wrong?

"I didn't expect that either," Kate replied with a smile, seemingly picking up the cutlery. "Have a hot curry mutton tonight."

Pan Cui subconsciously turned to the portrait of Peter who was praised by the guests - but the next sentence that sounded was still from Kate.

The expressions of several evolutionaries were alerted a lot at the same time; because when Kate spoke, it was obviously different from just now, there was only silence in the background, and in contrast to the noise of other oil paintings, it was like a voice suddenly fell into the vacuum.

It's just that the content of her inner monologue is not worthy of everyone's vigilance.

"My stomach is so bloated," Kate complained. "Although this mutton curry is delicious...but there is a lot of water in the dish. I don't know if I can hold it until after the meal...it's really uncomfortable."

In the corner of Pan Cui's vision, Lin Sanjiu raised her eyebrows again—she seemed to stop herself from accidentally uttering her thoughts, and pressed the knuckles of her fingers lightly to her lips.

What did she think of?

Kate's inner monologue was just the beginning, and then a sentence sounded quietly in Minna's portrait: "It's not necessary to prepare any dinner. I've always disliked this place... It's better to end it early and leave this cold place early."

Pina sighed silently, showing palpable anxiety, almost writing "Why don't they say something useful" on her face.

At this moment, Raven said a word in a low voice; behind his voice, there was also a dead silence.

"Fifty dollars? Fifty dollars for two pieces?"

Pan Cui didn't know why, but a piece of hair suddenly stood up on her body. She couldn't help turning her head to look at Lin Sanjiu - the latter just happened to cast his gaze at her; the two of them met, and their faces were a little unsightly.

What's wrong with this sentence?

Or is it that Raven was simply surprised by Lin Sanjiu's economic situation?

No, no... she's missing something, she can feel it, there's a link that doesn't seem right, it's being missed...

While Pan Cui was trying to salvage the thoughts in her mind and trying to figure out why she felt this way, Lin Sanjiu walked over quickly and showed her the notepad in her hand.

"I've been thinking about this copy of the portrait," the sentence was not long, but Pan Cui was shocked. "I think I'm close to the answer."

Really? Of course this is a good thing... But Pan Cui has never been accustomed to letting others discover the truth and let others be the leading force in solving the situation.

Whether or not she can gain the upper hand in a situation depends on her grasp of the situation; although Pan Cui does not need to "take the upper hand in Lin Sanjiu", she still prefers to let herself take the lead and control the situation...

She had to be one step ahead of Lin Sanjiu and figure out the purpose of the portrait.

She knew everything Lin Sanjiu knew; she also knew a piece of information that Lin Sanjiu didn't know.

If the other party can find out the answer, Pan Cui believes that she is fine.

So, a key that was missed just now is...

Just as Pan Cui was thinking, a low inhalation sounded from the sound of on-and-off conversations and tableware clashing all around. Pan Cui was still immersed in thought, and raised her head subconsciously; there was a half-second. In time, she didn't realize why Pina and Jia Jiatian kept staring at the cave wall.

When she also reacted, Pan Cui pressed her mouth to avoid making any sound.

Lin Sanjiu stood beside her and fell into a strange silence.

...Raven's portrait is empty.

The figures in each portrait are standing in front of a black background, without any environmental details; at this time, in the oil painting that originally contained Raven, only a dark and empty oil painting was left.

Pan Cui let her eyes follow the oil painting portrait and turned back all the way, and soon found Lei Wen again.

The tall and strong man with a full beard was standing behind Lin Sanjiu in the oil painting.

On the oil painting, Lin Sanjiu, who was still ignorant and ignorant, was still smiling, unaware that, about four or five steps behind her, stood a Raven-Raven's posture, expression, and even clasped hands. The appearance in front of him is exactly the same as his own oil painting.

"Pan Cui," someone whispered, "Pan Cui?"

Pan Cui was shocked and turned her head following the voice, realizing that the person who called her was the portrait of Nika.

She has no time to chat with the portrait now, but she has no choice but to respond, "Huh?" With a sound, her eyes turned back to the portrait of Lin Sanjiu - after just a second or two, Lei Wen walked out from behind Lin Sanjiu. She disappeared; she stared at the dark oil painting, and sure enough, she saw Raven slowly revealing his head, shoulders, and body from the side of the frame... Finally, he stood in the center of his oil painting again.

Lin Sanjiu and the others were all standing motionless, as if they were digesting the changes just now.

"You look a little absent-minded," said Nika's portrait kindly, "are you a little worried?"

How should I answer?

To be honest, half of Pan Cui's mind was still on "Lei Wen can actually appear in Lin Sanjiu's portrait" - what does it represent? In the world of portraits, aren't everyone in the same space? — but she forced herself to turn her attention and responded: "Ah, there is a little..."

"This is also inevitable. To approach the truth, there will naturally be risks." Nika's portrait said with understanding: "If I were a newcomer, I would inevitably be worried when I heard about the past."

"Yeah," Pan Cui responded, and then realized that Nika's silence seemed to carry a kind of encouragement, as if to let her continue.

Her back tightened slightly. Pan Cui can feel that she seems to have entered a test unintentionally. The next words that came out of her mouth, although she didn't understand why, were probably very important.

What to say? If you don't say it, will you look suspicious?

"Well... I may not know enough about the specific situation," Pan Cui recalled what she had heard and experienced since the beginning of the plot, and carefully speculated while saying, "I know myself, not a created character. , is a real person. But how can I convince everyone to believe this and gain everyone's trust, I don't know..."

"It's okay, don't worry too much, we old people are slowly developing trust." Nika comforted with a good demeanor. "The next party will be different, and you'll love the next one for sure."

It turned out that while they were looking for information from the portrait, the portrait was also testing them.

Thinking of this, Pan Cui suddenly froze—yes, just now she felt that some part was missed, so it was this!

It's too ironic, the same horse can appear on both sides at the same time... Pan Cui hurriedly cast a glance at Lin Sanjiu, and found that the latter was still staring at Lei Wen's portrait. I can take my mind out of the change just now.

This is a good thing; in this way, Pan Cui is almost certain that she will solve the current situation one step ahead of her.

However, it seems that Lin Sanjiu has already been targeted by Lei Wen. She needs to resolve the situation as soon as possible before Lin Sanjiu's accident; if something happens to Lin Sanjiu, what's the point of going through customs again?

Pan Cui took out his notebook, hurriedly wrote another paragraph, walked over to Jia Jiatian, and showed him.

"I don't think Mingna will leave her nephew alone. She must have arranged special care for you." She tried to write her words as reasonable as possible, hoping to persuade him from the perspective of Jiajiatian's own safety and make him willing to cooperate—" I won't ask you to do extra things, but if you can figure out how she intends to protect you extra, not only will you have a bottom line, maybe we can also have a reference..."

This time, Jia Jiatian thought for a while before finally nodding slightly and walking towards Ming Na's portrait.

Pan Cui breathed a sigh of relief, but another thought hung on.

This method of hers is too risky. She doesn't even know how likely she is to succeed; it's just that Lin Sanjiu is already a little unsafe. If they can't get out of this road as soon as possible, she is really worried that something will happen to her. .

Not far away, Jia Jiatian whispered and chatted with Minna's portrait.

In the next few minutes, everything happened very fast, so fast that even Pan Cui, who was the initiator, was a little surprised. With Pina hurriedly raising her hand, she found that the portrait of Raven was empty again; Before she could turn her head to look at Lin Sanjiu's oil painting, and only listened to the other end, Jia Jiatian suddenly let out a muffled groan, as if someone grabbed his throat.

It sounded like something was torn, and it immediately rang out from the cave.

When the three of them turned their heads towards the source of the sound, they were shocked to find that a wound had been torn on Jia Jiatian's canvas, which happened to tear his entire face apart.

And Jia Jiatian, who was still talking to Ming Na just now, fell to the ground without knowing when.