Paintings of Terror

The puffer beast is still alive, and it keeps screaming.

But the story of the host Lion has become a dead end.

No one knew exactly what the backlog was made of this beast, and no one knew why Lion was angry.

If we proceed cruelly from reality, what people would like to know now is how Lion, who has a clean forehead, grew such a bright red beast in one night, and this puffer beast has matured and broken rapidly. Out of the cocoon.

Wei Dong subconsciously touched his neck: "Does it have the ability to attack the host suddenly like this kind of sudden growth of the animal's story..."

Previously, people who didn't have Beast Records were a relatively safe group. As a result, they became like time bombs.

At present, except for Qin Ci, who is undergoing surgery, and Xiao Qinxian, who is undergoing treatment, the remaining members are all concentrated in the corridor outside the operating room.

"The call Luo Wei received is very important," Mu Yiran said.

Rowe has simply told everyone about the phone call last night, and everyone thought this weird "telephone spoiler" was even more panic.

Luo Wei obviously didn't sleep well. At this time, there were big dark circles on his thin face: "The call Xiao Qinxian received the night before was also a vague male voice with a key word-left hand. This should be The insinuation of the Zhichun incident, that snail dwelling beast is parasitizing on Zhichun's left wrist."

Everyone also thought of this, but they couldn't guess who was calling. Zhu Haowen had the biggest brain: "Could it be that the beast made this call?"

When Su Benxin heard this, his entire face was pale with fright: "How could it be possible that the beast should have been in the body of the deceased? How could it be possible to call?"

Zhu Haowen: "This is a painting. As long as it conforms to the artist's creative inspiration, anything can happen."

Su Ben nodded thoughtfully: "I'm just thinking, the one who received the call the night before was Xiao Qinxian, and the one who received the call last night was Luo Wei. Is it possible that each of us might receive such a call?"

"But I don't know why. The moment this kind of phone rang, except for the person who answered the phone, it was shielded from everyone else." Luo Wei discussed the matter with a cold expression, "Xiao Qinxian of the night before. None of us heard the ringing of that call, and only I could hear the call I answered last night."

"But, what is the purpose of the person making this call?" Zhao Yanbao also joined the discussion. "Whether the caller is a human or a beast, there must be a purpose. Why should he take the initiative to notify us? Since he decided to notify Why are we in a blocked state again? Isn't it possible that this matter can only be heard by the person who answers the phone, and not by others?"

"Among us members, there is really no reason to keep it secret." Zhao Yanbao continued to think, and then looked up at the other members. "I am thinking now that this call is so veiled and vague. Isn't it an initiative? Called here?"

"What do you mean?" Zhu Haowen asked.

"That is, a kind of leaky information leakage." Zhao Yanbao said his thoughts.

Su Ben thought for a while, frowned and said: "It seems that it can only be explained like this, otherwise it is impossible to explain the other party's purpose."

Zhao Yanbao continued to speculate: "But it is really hard to guess who the collector of this information is, whether it is the painting itself, or who is in this world."

"Perhaps all of this is a loophole." Su Benxin shrugged his shoulders, "Because this matter is too random and irregular, people will inevitably make this kind of speculation."

"No, I don't think so." Ke Xun said suddenly. "This kind of whistleblowing behavior is very similar to the fact that Rowe can see the red traces. And what you just mentioned about With regard to shielding, no one of us can see the red traces. Isn’t it a kind of shielding?"

These two things are indeed surprisingly similar, much like the deliberate actions of someone behind the scenes.

Zhu Haowen nodded: "This is the most reasonable explanation."

"But..." Su Ben wanted to say something, but he couldn't talk about it for a while.

But Mu Yiran followed Su Benxin's words and continued: "But why is there only a part of this information leak? Two people died the night before, but the call to Xiao Qinxian only mentioned the left hand. Of course, this does not rule out Xiao Qinxian hanging up in advance. I couldn't hear all of it. Let's say that last night, Luo Wei was on the phone and heard exactly the prompt about the trachea, and then something happened to Lion."

"I think that if you continue to listen to these two calls, there may be other content." Su Ben thought seriously, "Maybe the next message is about another deceased, but our people have nothing for various reasons. I can hear everything."

This explanation is reasonable.

Su Benxin said: "I still have the original question. From this point of view, does each of us have the opportunity to receive such a reminder call? Next time a member receives this call, what should we prepare in advance? What?"

Zhao Yanbao is more stubborn: "This problem is back to the original point. If everyone is likely to receive such a call, then there is no need to set up blocking, just disclose the information to us directly."

"..." Su Benxin bit his lip and nodded slowly: "Yan Bao made sense."

Zhao Yanbao continued: "If this conjecture is denied, then the target of this call will be people in a certain range. The one currently receiving the call is Xiao Qinxian and Luo Wei. What are the commonalities or characteristics of these two people? With this feature, can we guess the next person to answer the phone?"

Everyone nodded secretly, thinking that this paragraph had reached the point.

"The two people really have nothing in common," Wei Dong thought for a while, "Xiao Qinxian, even the position of the beast is different from everyone's... Also, Xiao Qinxian especially looks down on Luo Wei, like this Is this kind of opposition a set of characteristics?"

Luo Wei smiled bitterly, and proactively said: "I have a very obvious characteristic, that is, a foreigner, which is different from everyone. Because I am a foreigner, I can see the red marks on everyone's foreheads, because I am a foreigner, so I received such a call-if I explain it in this way, it can be explained, but it is mixed with Xiao Qinxian, which makes people confused."

"Furthermore, the location of Xiaoqin Fairy Beasts is always a mystery," Mu Yiran said, "I have looked through the relevant information yesterday. All the beasts recorded in the history of Heart City appear on the forehead of the deceased. There have been other possibilities."

"What are the traces of Xiao Qinxian? Isn't that the animal record?" Wei Dong felt that this complicated situation was beyond his IQ.

Mu Yiran focused a little, but said nothing.

"I think we can think about it from another angle. At present, this conjecture has reached a dead end." Su Benxin said, "We now need to figure out the next person to answer the phone. Maybe we can take precautions before it happens."

"If you lose your company, talk first." Mu Yiran seemed to go to the bathroom.

Ke Xun thought for a while and followed.

In the bathroom, Ke Xun asked, "When you first arrived at the hospital, I think you seemed to be whispering to the nurse?"

"I asked the nurse to send a message to Doctor Qin. Xiao Qinxian needs a more detailed examination." Mu Yiran said.

"About that red tear mole?"

"It's not exactly that. Through Luo Wei's account and what we have seen before, Xiao Qinxian seems to have a big problem. I don't know if this is a split personality or what.

A woman who can smoke a whole pack of cigarettes at night can not smoke a cigarette during the day. This is a strange phenomenon in itself.

"Moreover, this woman's eyes and personality are also inconsistent with those in the daytime," Mu Yiran thought of Xiao Qinxian last night. "Although Xiao Qinxian during the day is not to be liked, she is not indifferent and not hysterical."

When Mu Yiran said this, Ke Xun also felt it seemed like this: "This person is schizophrenic?"

"It should not be that simple." Mu Yiran said, taking out a key from his pocket, "Let's go to Qin Ci's room first."

"..." Ke Xun didn't know which expression to change for a while, "Fuck boss, when did you hand Dr. Qin's key? When did you develop this skill..."

Mu Yiran had a black line on his face: "It was given to me by the nurse just now, saying that it was given by Doctor Qin before entering the operating room. Let us go and take a look."

"Oh, speaking of us, we are considered to be criminal police officers in the Criminal Investigation Division, so just look at it."

Therefore, after the two came out of the bathroom, they turned a corner and took the elevator directly to Qin Ci's bedroom according to the information provided by the nurse.

After opening the door, Ke Xun touched the wall to find the light switch, because the room was really dark.

"Probably it happened suddenly, and the room is still the same as last night." Mu Yiran walked to the window and opened the heavy curtain.

Under the light of the morning light, the two people were able to see the whole picture of the dormitory. There were two beds in the room, and the bedding on the bed was not too late to be folded, and it remained the same as when the owner had just left.

"This bed should be from Qin Ci," Ke Xun looked at the several medical books beside the bed, then looked at the two slippers beside the other bed. These two slippers will never be seen again in his life. Their owner said, "That bed should belong to Yu Ji."

At this time, the appearance of the room seemed to be able to make up for the situation in the human brain last night-Yu Ji suddenly fell ill. After Qin Ci woke up, he hurried to give first aid to his companions, and found that he could not do anything.

Mu Yiran gently lifted Yu Ji's quilt: "There are some blood stains on the pillow, Su Benxin said that Yu Ji's internal organs are bleeding, and this blood may have been vomited out by Yu Ji."

Ke Xun frowned and walked over, squeezed a corner of the pillow with his hand, and moved the place, as if he had found something. Without realizing it, Ke Xun moved his body close to the bed and leaned the bedding to the side.

Mu Yiran also frowned, and stepped forward to help Ke Xun pack the entire bedding aside, exposing the entire wall.

There is a blood red word on the wall-rain.