Paintings of Terror

Not all of these people with red marks are willing to talk about their own thoughts, even if they want to talk, they are selective.

Zhu Haowen didn't say a word with no expression on his face, and he determined not to listen to other people's stories, so he walked to his residence after leaving the restaurant.

Xiao Qinxian is a person who firmly believes that she has no animal history. She returned to the police dormitory alone with a cold expression.

Zhao Yanbao said: "I intend to try to self-precipitate. If other people need psychological counseling, I can help."

There are not many others left: Qin Ci, Yu Ji, Luo Wei.

Rowe said that he was totally exhausted today and wanted to go back to rest. Mu Yiran took advantage of not "ignoring" this partner at the moment, and walked to the dormitory with him.

Yu Ji always followed Qin Ci and refused to leave, as if treating Doctor Qin as his only life-saving straw.

Although their hospital colleague Su Benxin was not at peace, he belonged to a person who had no animal records. At this moment, he chatted with his friend Lion under the street lamp, and patted each other's shoulders from time to time, as if comforting each other.

Ke Xun and Wei Dong did not leave, and Qin Ci stood under the tall Wangchun Magnolia tree.

Yu Ji stood beside Qin Ci like a tail, with an awkward expression: "I know I'm a bit redundant, but I don't want to leave Dr. Qin. If I suddenly feel pain in some place, maybe Dr. Qin can use it soon. The scalpel clears that thing out, it can save my life."

Qin Ci wanted to say that he didn't carry a scalpel with him, but when he saw Yu Ji's nervous expression, he didn't say anything.

Wei Dong looked at Qin Ci’s forehead and thought of the big piece of beast that Luo Wei described covering half of his forehead and spreading to his eyes. He felt uncomfortable in his heart: "Neither Hao Wen'er, nor do you say it. Yes, Chi Lei is gone, and Zhao Yanbao will solve it for her. If you...I don't know why you left."

Qin Ci didn't care: "Actually, I don't have any secrets. When Rowe talked about the dark red mark on my forehead, I probably knew what was going on."

Wei Dong sounded a little anxious: "Then why are you so calm? Hurry up and find a way to solve the happy demon!"

"The heart demon doesn't mean that you can unlock it," Qin Ci couldn't help but smiled, "Besides, I don't think it is the heart demon, it's just an unforgettable memory."

"Doctor Qin, I, I... should I avoid it?" Yu Ji looked at Su Benxin and Lion who were talking from a distance, as if he didn't want to go there.

Qin Ci was noncommittal: "It's not a secret, and there is nothing shameful about it. ——My lover has passed away, it has been five years."

Ke Xun was stunned when he heard this, and didn't know how to continue the conversation. A person like Qin Ci is kind, thoughtful, patient, and even moderate. In his previous dictionary, such a person belongs to the kind of "successful people with high academic qualifications" without any bright spots. He has not even guessed that this person will What kind of story is there-probably apart from busy work, it is a blind date with a "very decent" lady like a teacher, nurse, civil servant, right?

Qin Ci actually has a lover, and he has passed away.

"The lover you are talking about is already married?" Wei Dong couldn't help asking.

"I have received the marriage certificate, and the wedding has not been held yet." Qin Ci's voice gradually lowered, "Died in an air crash. She flew over to find me from another city to celebrate my birthday."

Ke Xun stepped forward and patted his old friend on the shoulder, without saying anything.

Yu Ji interrupted: "My lover has also passed away... Is it true that people with dark traces like us died because of their lover? The same is true for that young guy from outside?"

Ke Xun thought of Rowe's situation, nodded, and suddenly an aura-like thought flashed in his heart, but it went out again, and his attention shifted to the present.

Qin Ci showed a consistent cordial smile: "Although I have never forgotten this person, I haven't struggled with this, especially recently. I... seem to have gone back to the kind that I did not have the burden to completely let go of. In the past few years, my state has never been so relaxed."

Ke Xun looked at Qin Ci's eyes: "The relaxed state you are talking about refers specifically to the two days spent in Xincheng?"

Qin Ci didn't think deeply about this matter: "Yes, it's just these two days."

Pieces of thick white magnolia petals fell down, like a winter's snow.

Ke Xun seemed to hear his own echo: "You, don't you want to go back?"

Qin Ci: "I'm a person who takes care of the situation, besides, it's not good for us to be here?"

At this moment, it was probably the most frightening time after Ke Xun came to Heart City, although there was only Qin Ci's face that could not be more calm.

Wei Dong didn’t seem to think so deeply, or he had been partially assimilated by the painting. At this moment, he was just discouraged: “Don’t, we’re leaving our hometown. Besides, our temporary residence permit is only 13 days, or exactly 6 and a half days. , We might have to fold it here! Besides, if you have such a big beast, if something happens, it is a big thing."

Qin Ci: "I don't think that beast represents evil. My beast is just my memories and past times. This fusion with the beast seems to be able to find the original self. I don't believe it will hurt me. — I have seen cases where the beast and the host live in peace for decades."

"Can you figure out the year of the beast?" Ke Xun seized on these words and asked.

"The result may come out tomorrow. Through the invisible texture of the beast, it can be calculated how long the beast has existed in the host." Qin Ci seemed to be telling other people's affairs at this time, "My beast, about five years. ."

The more peaceful and even at this moment Qin Ci was, the more Ke Xun felt uncomfortable and even panicked.

...

Xiao Qinxian pinched out the cigarette and returned to his room.

A thunderous telephone rang, like a beggar flaunting the broken bronze iron he picked up.

Xiao Qinxian picked up the phone angrily: "Who are you?"

There was a familiar voice on the phone: "It's okay, I'll try the phone."

If it's okay for others, it's just the outsider who doesn't like it the most! Luo Wei, the outsider, actually called himself from the next door!

Xiao Qinxian shouted directly on the phone: "You are sick!"

After yelling, he didn't let his breath go, and ran directly to the next door: "You are harassment!"

In the next room, Luo Wei was still holding the unset earpiece in his hand, and Mu Yiran stood not far from him.

Luo Wei's expression did not change half due to Xiao Qinxian's madness. At this moment, he faced Fang and said, "I'm doing a polygraph."

"Why do you talk to me like a prisoner!" Xiao Qinxian made a broken tone, not knowing why he was so angry.

Rowe remained calm like a robot: "You said that you received a call last night and you were lying."

Xiao Qinxian stunned for a moment, then glared at Luo Wei again: "Thousand! Real! Ten thousand! Really! A crazy man called me last night!"

"The ringing of the phone is deafening, it is impossible for us to hear it." Rowe didn't rush.

"Of course I can't hear you sleeping like a dead pig."

Luo Wei walked around Xiao Qinxian at the door and pointed to somewhere in the corridor outside: "Last night, at this position, you were smoking a cigarette, and I came out of Mu Yiran Ke Xun's room. You said you answered a phone call. You have not spoken, so you unplug the phone line. —At the time of the call, the three of us were in the room, and it was impossible not to hear the harsh phone ringing."

Xiao Qinxian was in a daze, and even lit another cigarette as if to cooperate with the reappearance of the scene: "Yes, I also complained about the broken phone without caller ID..."

Mu Yiran, who had been silent next to him, finally spoke: "There was a problem with what I said just now. Last night, I said that the caller hasn't spoken, but you just said that the other party is a'mad man'."

Luo Wei's cold eyes finally brightened, and he gratefully looked at Mu Yiran. He really did not dare to hope that this conversation with Xiao Qinxian could be "successfully heard" and "correctly understood" by Mu Yiran.

Mu Yiran, who lived up to his expectations, continued: "Did anyone call? Did the caller speak? What did they say?"

Xiao Qinxian messed up his mushroom head a little irritably, with a cigarette in his mouth. It was exactly the same as what Luo Wei saw last night: "I don't know if there is anyone on the phone, it sounds vague. It's like the sound coming from the radio when the signal is not working. It seems to be a man, and he can't hear what he said. I suspect that the phone is crossed.

"Can't hear a single sentence? It's okay to hear a single word clearly." Mu Yiran asked.

Xiao Qinxian calmed down for a while before saying, "It seems that there are two words that can be heard vaguely-the left hand should be these two words."

Xiao Qinxian went out after speaking, "I feel very broken. I went to take a bath. You better stop asking me a word."

Mu was silent for a while. Looking back, Luo Wei seemed to be repeatedly writing something on a piece of paper. When he walked over to see, there were some traces of colorlessness, like those left on the pad of paper underneath when a child did his homework. The imprints of all directions.

Mu Yiran took it over and frowned and looked at it for a long time. He couldn't recognize a word, but he still folded it and put it in his pocket.

Luo Wei smiled bitterly: "Probably I didn't hold on until the end, and I collapsed first."

"Don't worry," Mu Yiran softened his tone as much as possible, "I have heard Xiao Qinxian's words, about the mysterious call that we can't hear, and the "left hand" in the phone. This is the clue, we can already Slight communication, isn't it?"

Luo Wei sighed and shook his head. There seemed to be some crystals in his eyes, but he quickly wiped it away: "I can guess what my beast looks like. It's probably a cornucopia. Hehe, it should be a cornucopia. That scene is my heart. The haze of the world will linger for a lifetime."

Mu sighed, but knew he could not comfort him.

"I'm really tired." Rowe leaned against his bed.

"Take a rest, I don't think there is no possibility of progress."

"Well, good night." Rowe smiled wearily.

"Good night." Mu Yiran walked out of the room, thinking of Luo Wei's words, that cornucopia beast, his girlfriend who had died in a terrible state...

Mu Yiran felt that his heart was tightening bit by bit, and the memory was like the sound of drums from afar spreading through his mind gradually, jumping out of the heart, jumping out of painting, painting, painting, painting...

Mu Yiran suddenly took out the piece of paper from his pocket and found that the original blank paper clearly read a series of names: Mirren, Kanglai, Rongrang, LEX, Luo Bin, Qiu Jian, Li Jinghao.

It is the signature, the signature of those painters.

We want to get out of the painting, we must find the signature!

Rowe racked his brains to remind himself that this is the most fundamental problem!

Everyone who walks into the heart city has forgotten the way he came, and the key to finally going out.