How to escape from monsters

The people who escaped from the emergency building that night didn't talk much. Now the hospital is in chaos. The whole building has been cordoned off in yellow. Family members surround the building, crying and cursing. Mixed with the sound of weak consolation from the police, the hospital, which is usually a resting place, is as messy as a vegetable market at the moment. It was not until dark that people left one after another.

Owl, who had been investigating in the hospital for a day, stretched out: "Finally calm down, I want to take a rest too."

Qin Wenyang didn't take his eyes off the screen, and said to him calmly: "Aren't you an owl, it's just late at night, you should be excited."

"Haha, when did you learn to tell bad jokes?"

Qin Wenyang turned his head and stared at the owl's face for a full minute, until the owl looked away awkwardly and scratched his hair for fun.Only then did he leisurely return his gaze to the display screen in front of him, rewind the monitoring screen and watch it again.

"But having said that, why did you let that kid go?" Owl supported Qin Wenyang's chair with his elbows, and hung himself on the chair. Together with Qin Wenyang, he watched the video of the few seconds when the chair fell to the ground again. again. "You also know that he may not be so ordinary, don't you? When he turned into a dead corner, someone followed him, but he didn't seem to find anything and came out."

"You mean Han Shu? He has nothing to do with this matter."

"But aren't you also suspicious? Otherwise, why did you watch the surveillance for two hours?"

"He is indeed not an ordinary person. I just made a simple distribution map. When Han Shu and I separated, how many of them were there on the fourth floor?"

The owl shook his head honestly, Qin Wenyang looked straight at Han Shu in the surveillance, "There are nine in total, three came down from the upstairs, and six came up from the elevator and the upstairs. Almost every road was blocked. During Han Shu's 5 minutes of running, he avoided everyone perfectly!"

"Wow... this is really impressive." Ask yourself, even their people can't do it, and Han Shu didn't even hesitate at all, unless it's bad luck, but such people really exist ?

"I doubt there's anything else to help him, like this chair."

"It's a bold idea, but I'd rather believe that the kid is with them." The owl shrugged, apparently not accepting Qin Wenyang's wild speculation.

"You don't understand, we got a call in that building."

"It's impossible, unless it's our internal platform. The signal shielding in that area was cracked at five o'clock in the morning."

"I didn't lie to you, I heard only noise from that phone call, but Han Shu probably understood it!" Qin Wenyang pointed to the position of the chair on the screen where the chair fell to the ground, motioning the owl to watch carefully, and he slowed down the video I read it again, "See, the chair just moved."

"This can't be haunted, right... Could it really be something that Xuanwu is in charge of?" The owl couldn't help but widen his eyes at this time. After all, this kind of thing can only happen once in a few years.

"In fact, I just contacted Xuanwu's Yuantong leader, and she asked me to leave this matter alone."

Hearing this code name, the corners of Owl's mouth couldn't help twitching, "Your sister's second-year illness is still not cured?"

"..." Silently pushed the flat mirror on the bridge of the nose, Qin Wenyang couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he thought of the twin sister whose brain was so big that it broke through the sky all day long. "In fact, her full name is 'Yuanshi Tianzun loves the leader of Tongtian', you can call her Yuantong for short, or the leader of Yuantong."

"So your sister is not only in secondary school, but also developing in an even weirder direction?"

Qin Wenyang nodded sadly.

Owl nodded in understanding, and patted him on the shoulder, "The people in Xuanwu are really different..."

Anyway, Suzaku didn't know anything about his probing Han Shu, and he was entertaining his youngest friend, An Zitong, who had been his closest friend for so many years.

When he was in school, although Han Shu’s childhood education was very lacking, fortunately, he was smart enough, even if he didn’t develop the habits of a normal person, he could still remember what others told him what he could and couldn’t do.In order to let him integrate into the crowd earlier, Han Yuqing sent him to a day primary school after teaching him for a year and a half.

That's where Han Shu and An Zitong met. Han Shu was like a newcomer to the world, taciturn and didn't know how to get along with other people. However, An Zitong was born to be talkative...and he didn't know how to read other people's faces. It is commonly known as the kind that whether you want to hear it or not, I just tell you.It might be annoying to other normal people, but to Han Shu at that time, it was exactly what he needed.As long as An Zitong talked to him, he would listen carefully. Both An Zitong and Han Shu were very satisfied with the situation.

When I met the crowd for the first time, I got a good response, and because of An Zitong, many students who thought he was not easy to get along with found Han Shu's patience, and gradually more people around him.Han Shu also gradually got used to blending in with the crowd, he stopped shaking when he spoke, and gradually looked like an ordinary child.And this friend he has known since elementary school has always been his best friend.

Han Shu often thought that An Zitong was a born artist, and that kid never stopped thinking about it.He has his own clear interests and goals, which sometimes makes Han Shu feel envious.Although he himself does not reject the profession of a doctor, to be honest, he doesn't particularly like it, it's just because his father is a psychiatrist, and he has a good impression of doctors.In fact, if it wasn't because he sometimes still has a little different thinking from ordinary people, he would definitely apply for psychology at the university, and in the end he chose the doctor as the next best thing.

"So, I heard that you encountered this kind of thing, and I came here immediately. Are you okay?"

"I didn't see that you were worried about me at all... Banana milk for you." Han Shu took out a box of milk with small bananas drawn on it from the refrigerator and threw it to the one who was lying on his sofa without restraint at the moment. someone.

An Zitong removed the headband tied to his hair, and his shoulder-length hair fell loose. Although he always knew that he was dressed casually, there is no one who wears flip flops and floral underpants everywhere!However, the upper body is still a more formal white shirt, but some paint on it makes this shirt look less formal.

An Zitong plugged in a straw and drank a carton of milk in one go, before sighing comfortably, "I'm really worried about you, but you're in good spirits now, so I'm at ease~"

"Actually, it was a big blow..." Han Shu moved a chair and sat down next to him, "But by the way, it's spring now, don't you feel cold dressed like this?"

"Feeling the wind outside is also a way to find inspiration~" An Zitong brushed her hair with one hand, and looked at Han Shu with a mysterious face.

"Actually, you are too lazy to change clothes when you go out because of the air conditioner in the studio..."

"Hey~ You really know me, Xiaoshu~" An Zitong who was told the truth was not so angry, stuck out his tongue behind Han Shu's back, "I came here in a hurry to see you. "

Did he arrive at night because he was in a hurry... Han Shu, who had known Fa Xiao for a long time, sighed. He knew that, for An Zitong, it was already an honor for An Zitong to be able to come here after being immersed in creation.Sometimes Han Shu even doubts who is the one who is dissociated from society.An Zitong, who is often intoxicated in his own world, looks more like living in another world.

"I made curry, do you want to eat it?" The smell of curry was already coming out of the pot, Han Shu took off the apron tied around his waist, and made two servings of rice, topped with fragrant curry.Han Shu has always liked this kind of food that can be eaten with simple dishes.

"Wow~ You're so virtuous, Xiao Shu! Then I won't be polite!" An Zitong bounced off the sofa, and the two devoured their food at the dinner table. Han Shu was really hungry after a busy day. An Zitong looked hungrier than him, and ate two plates in a row.

"You haven't eaten for a few days... Are you so hungry and no one cares about you?" He obviously has a handsome face, but I don't know if it's a personality problem or something else. This guy has almost only been in contact with him since he was a child. .If there are girls who want to date him, An Zitong has always been willing to refuse, but they usually break up within a month.In the end, there was only him as a long-term friend.

"Well~ The journey to find inspiration is usually very hard." An Zitong, who was [-]% full, finally picked up his dining etiquette. An Zitong never told anyone that Han Shu was not a child. I understand the behavior of normal people so I didn't see it, but when I grow up and look at An Zitong's behavior, it is clear that he is as elegant as a nobleman, although he will temporarily lose his etiquette like just now.

The natural aristocratic style is different from the deliberately pretended one. Don't look at An Zitong who only wears floral underpants, the matching is almost fatal, but no matter what clothes he wears, he can wear the effect of a dress.So Han Shu often wondered if An Zitong was the young master of some noble family, but it seems that he went to common schools, and he didn't have any sense of aristocratic arrogance. A child of a rich family.

An Zitong and Han Shu have a kind of tacit understanding, that is, they never ask about each other's family environment, and Han Shu is not curious. For him, the most important thing is An Zitong, just like his father often told him, friendship It does not distinguish between family background and status, and he himself is very satisfied that An Zitong has never asked his family members that he does not know, and his childhood memory is still blank.

"You should also learn to take care of yourself. If you don't eat, you will get stomach problems."

"Got it, Doctor Han~" An Zitong finished the third plate of rice, went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and when he came back, he mysteriously took out a board covered with a black cloth from the bag he brought.

"I brought my latest work, which will definitely open your eyes! Take a look~"

"What...the mysterious look?" Han Shu chuckled, and pulled off the black cloth covering the drawing board.At first glance, the painting is black, "What's wrong with your painting..."

【Baby……】

Han Shu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the originally black picture seemed to be distorted suddenly. A pair of wriggling eyes appeared on the surface of the painting, and the long eyelashes seemed to grow out of the painting, [Baby! 】Those eyes suddenly opened, they were scarlet!

"what!"

"Hey, Xiaoshu, what's wrong with you, Xiaoshu!"

An Zitong's shout drew Han Shu back, and when he looked at the painting again, how could he have any eyes?The painting was still pitch black.Han Shu gasped heavily, put his left hand on his eyes, hallucination... really crazy!By the time he recovered, his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

"It's nothing... it's just a bit, aftereffects..."

"Xiao Shu, are you really alright?" An Zitong put his hand on Han Shu's back, but felt a slight trembling under his palm, and the air suddenly became a little cold, "Ah... I really don't wear enough clothes. ah……"

"It's nothing, let's talk about your paintings. You have never painted such dark paintings before." Han Shu gently pushed his hand away, and the temperature in the air seemed to return.

An Zitong's heart was big enough, seeing that Han Shu was fine, he didn't worry too much anymore, he proudly held up his drawing board: "This is my latest idea! This is only a semi-finished product, burst out in the dark Is there anything more exciting than this light of hope? I brought him here specially to show you~"

"That should be kept well..." Han Shu smiled dryly, and covered the black painting with the black cloth without any trace.

"But I'm still looking for inspiration, and now I feel a bit stuck in a bottleneck period..."

Han Shu chatted with him about the recent situation for a while, mostly An Zitong was talking and Han Shu was listening.And after experiencing that hallucination just now, Han Shu was not in the mood to listen to him seriously, and listened to him perfunctorily for a long time, but An Zitong didn't care whether Han Shu listened or not, he just wanted to Find a tree hole to vent.

After chatting for an hour, An Zitong stood up and said, "I'll go first, Xiaoshu~ You should have a good rest. But are you really okay..." An Zitong leaned in front of Han Shu, and he got very close, It almost stuck to Han Shu's face.An Zitong reached out, wanting to caress his face, "Xiaoshu..."

"It's okay!" Han Shu nudged her, and waved his hand away tremblingly. "Hurry up and find your inspiration, Xiao Tongtong!"

Glancing at Han Shu worriedly, An Zitong picked up his big bag and walked away.

"What..." Han Shu put one hand on his eyes, just when An Zitong was about to touch his face, what he saw was black and dry, with chapped skin, like a hand that had been stretched, waving away After looking at it, it is clearly normal. "I really need to see a psychiatrist..."

"What is this? Is there such a thing in my bag?" On the other side, An Zitong, who was sorting things out, found an old photo from his big bag, with an address on it, "lucky Hey~ it's my home~ Is it a surprise for Xiaoshu?"

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However, Han Xiaoshu didn't know what kind of photo it was, so who put it in...