The high-cold character design collapsed again today [Unlimited]

"Be careful!" Ning Zishan yelled at Gu Siyue, got up from the ground in a hurry, trying to push her away.

Gu Siyue lowered her head following his line of sight with a confused face, before she could see clearly, her ankle suddenly tightened.

"Ah!" Gu Siyue only had time to utter a short syllable, and before her big eyes could express her panic, she was dragged into the painting by a big hand stretched out from the fire.

Everything happened in an instant, Ning Zishan and Ke Xu were too far away, no one came to catch Gu Siyue in time, and could only watch her disappear into the burning painting.

"Gu Siyue——" Ning Zishan cried out in grief, and threw himself on the ground where Gu Siyue was standing just now.

"Get up! Stay away from that painting!" Ke Xu rushed over and pulled Ning Zishan up from the ground, only to see that in the burning painting, a huge shadow was about to move, and the whole canvas was bulging. Like a pregnant woman's chubby belly, shrugging and shrugging, as if something is brewing, wanting to come out in rags!

Can't let it come out, can't let it replace Gu Siyue!

The fire is not strong enough, and if it continues like this, it will not be able to prevent the monster from getting out of the painting in time. Ning Zishan gritted his teeth tightly, looked around, and finally stopped at the open door of the bathroom. He pushed it away and pulled himself Ke Xu rushed into the bathroom, grabbed the liquid aromatherapy on the sink, and threw it at the burning painting.

The volatile liquid aromatherapy contains high concentration of alcohol. Accompanied by the crisp sound of the glass bottle, the flame suddenly rises to a height of two meters. The rich jasmine fragrance evaporates instantly, and the flame licks the wooden door frame. If you let it burn, the whole All the villas might be set on fire, but after careful observation, Ke Xu discovered that the fires seemed to only burn the painting, and had no tendency to spread.

The ear-piercing screams came from the painting again, a huge shadow in the flames kept twitching and shaking, the red fire light reflected on Ning Zishan's sad face, and even those tears that were crumbling seemed to burn together, Ke Xu stood beside him quietly, watching the flickering flames, took his trembling hand into his palm, and clenched it tightly, as if he could pass his own strength to the other party.

It didn't take long for the painting outside the door and the monster that was about to appear in the painting to be burned to a handful of ashes.

The dust settled, the scorching | hot and dazzling fire gradually cooled down, and the room returned to silence. Everything just now seemed like an illusion, and there was no trace of it. There was obviously such a big movement, but no one came out to check. It's not that Gu Siyue really disappeared, maybe Ning Zishan really took all this as an illusion.

But Gu Siyue really disappeared, along with the painting outside the door, without a trace.

Ning Zishan sat on the ground with his legs bent, his arms around his knees, and his head deeply buried in his arms.

Ke Xu sat beside him, he didn't know how to comfort Ning Zishan, he could only put his arms around him after deliberation, took him into his arms, and stroked his hair like comforting a child.

Ning Zishan turned his head and pressed his hot eyes against Ke Xu's hard shoulder blades.

The two cuddled quietly like this, until the sky turned white, and Ning Zishan raised his head again. He didn't cry, but his eyes were red: "She died for me. People who were drawn into the painting should have It was me, it was you who saved me, that's why the things in the painting will pull in her who is closest to the painting to be my substitute at a critical moment..."

"It's not your fault." Ke Xu's bony fingers sank into Ning Zishan's soft hair, and he held it gently at the root of the hair, and sighed again: "I thought the person I was looking for for tonight's painting meeting was Me, but it found you... Maybe my previous inferences were all wrong."

Ning Zishan pursed his lips, stood up abruptly from the ground, strode to the corridor, took down the paintings of Wu Duoduo and He Wei, and walked up to the third floor, holding the painting between his hands, and placed his feet heavily on Xiaoxin kicked the door a few times.

It didn't take long for Xiaoxin to open the door of the room. She was wearing pajamas, and there was a little anger in her eyes: "It's not yet dawn! What are you doing?!"

Ning Zishan ignored her, and squeezed into the door forcefully from her side with the painting in hand. Liu Ruge on the bed let out an exclamation, and wrapped the quilt tightly in a panic.

"Are you going to be a hooligan?!" Xiaoxin raised her brows, subconsciously following up to stop Ning Zishan, but Ke Xu who was following behind grabbed her wrist and pulled her aside.

"Ah! You two!" Xiao Xin screamed, "Can a detective break into a woman's room at will? I want to sue you for sexual harassment!"

Ning Zishan glanced at her lightly, then threw the two paintings in his hand heavily on the carpet in front of Liu Ruge.

When Liu Ruge saw the two paintings, his face immediately changed.

Xiao Xin followed behind him and said angrily: "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to touch the paintings in the house casually!"

Ning Zishan pointed at the paintings on the ground, angrier than she: "Because of these paintings, five of us have already died! What's the matter with these paintings? Why is there no painting on the third floor?!"

Liu Ruge looked blank: "Mr. Ning, calm down, what are you talking about? When did you die five people?"

Ning Zishan said: "Don't these two paintings look familiar to you?"

Only then did Liu Ruge and Xiaoxin look at the two paintings carefully, and after a while, Liu Ruge smiled and said, "Aren't those two paintings about Mr. Detective and Ms. He who suddenly went berserk yesterday? My husband's handwriting is so similar, at first I thought you took down his painting, is this painted by Mr. Ning?"

Liu Ruge's expression was indifferent, but Xiao Xin frowned slightly as if she didn't like the two paintings very much.

But no matter how you looked at them, there was nothing unusual about their expressions, as if they really didn't know that the things in the painting would crawl out and drag living people in to replace them.

Now Ning Zishan seemed to have punched the cotton, and just now he was full of resentment towards them because of Gu Siyue's death, all of which were held in his chest and could not be vented.

Ke Xu took his clenched hand and squeezed it lightly, signaling him to calm down, and then said: "I asked Xiao Xin when I came here yesterday afternoon, why did she ask Zishan if she heard anything from the corridor at night? Before Xiaoxin answered, she was suddenly interrupted by Meili, so I wondered if Mrs. Qiu could give me another explanation now?"

Liu Ruge sighed when he heard the words, and said quietly: "Actually, this is not a secret that cannot be revealed. Long before Jingshan disappeared, the servant who originally lived on the first floor reported that there would be noises in the corridor at night. After a while, there were rumors that the villa was haunted by ghosts, and the rumors became more and more fierce, causing people to panic. Jingshan fired all the servants in a fit of anger, and only Aunt Mao, who had worked in the villa for the longest time, was left alone. Later, Jingshan disappeared before he had time to recruit newcomers. Unexpectedly, from the first night Jingshan disappeared, Xiaoxin and I could also hear faint voices coming from the corridor in the middle of the night. There were only a few of us women and a man in the villa. Children, it is inevitable that you will feel scared, so I asked Xiaoxin to remove all the paintings in the corridor and put them away. I think it is because of this that Xiaoxin asked Mr. Ning casually yesterday."

Ke Xu nodded after listening, and then asked: "Does Mrs. Qiu know that there is actually a secret room in this villa?"

"Secret room?" Liu Ruge subconsciously glanced at Xiao Xin, then shook his head: "I don't know, in fact, Jingshan and I have only been married for less than a year, if Mr. Ke thinks there is a secret room in this villa, he can go there." looking around."

After Xiaoxin's room came out, Ning Zishan asked Ke Xu, "Do you think they lied?"

Ke Xu said: "Judging from Liu Ruge's reaction just now, there should be no point about whether they know that the things in the painting will pull living people into the painting, but other than this point, I think other things can be said at best. It's half true, but since Liu Ruge dared us to find it, it proves that she is confident that we can easily find this secret room."

After speaking, Ke Xu said in a tone similar to a sigh: "Liu Ruge, this woman, doesn't seem to be as weak as she looks on the outside."

What does this mean?Ning Zishan faintly felt that Ke Xu seemed to have figured out the truth, just when he was about to continue asking questions, the beautiful door at the end of the corridor opened again, and she was like a ghost holding her dirty ball He leaned out half of his body, grinned at Ning Zishan, and looked up at the ceiling again.

Ke Xu glanced at her, and the corner of his lips curled up: "It seems that I guessed correctly."

Ning Zishan was confused and said, "Didn't you guess wrong?"

Ke Xu didn't answer, but instead gave him a rather loving look, sighed softly, turned and went downstairs.

Ning Zishan: "..." What's with this look of foolishness?

"Hey!" Ning Zishan chased him: "What do you mean? Didn't you say you know where the secret room is?"

"Didn't I tell you everything about beauty?" Ke Xu stopped helplessly, "Do you still remember the few rules that Xiaoxin set for us on the first day we arrived here?"

"What are the rules? Isn't it just what time to eat, room allocation, don't move the paintings on the wall and the statues in the villa casually, and Qiu Jingshan doesn't like others to tamper with the things in the studio..." Ning Zishan didn't continue, he It suddenly dawned on me that in the whole villa there is only the creation room on the fourth floor, Xiaoxin must be with her when checking, and she is not allowed to rummage randomly, and with her beautiful eyes...the secret room is probably on the fourth floor!

Looking at Ning Zishan's changing expression, Ke Xu knew that he had already guessed it. As expected, Ning Zishan said, "Then shall we go to the fourth floor now?"

"No hurry." Ke Xu said: "It's easy to attract their attention if you act during the day, and the time is almost up. Let's go downstairs to have breakfast first, and then go back to the room to sleep. I haven't slept for two nights. , I'm really sleepy right now."

The two nights were all because of himself, Ning Zishan looked at the faint dark circles under his eyes, and nodded guiltily.

In the morning two days ago, the entire restaurant was still full, but two days later, the breakfast was still rich, and there was a full table, but only the two of them were left to eat, which was embarrassing.

Ning Zishan was still feeling sorry for Gu Siyue's death, and he said he was full after a few mouthfuls, but Ke Xu didn't force him, and took him upstairs to rest together after he ate something casually.

Before leaving, Ning Zi put two steamed buns on a plate and wanted to bring them to Wang Zuoling, who hadn't been out since yesterday.

"Wang Zuoling, I brought you buns, come out and eat some." Ning Zishan stopped outside Wang Zuoling's door and knocked lightly.

The door was not locked, and Ning Zishan opened it with a light touch. The light from the corridor squeezed into the room through the gap, and no one responded, and there was a dead silence inside.

Ning Zishan and Ke Xu looked at each other, they both realized something at the same time, Ke Xu stretched out his hand and pulled Ning Zishan behind him, and opened the door cautiously.

Wang Zuoling died.

He fell very close to the door, lying face down, his body was already stiff, and the limbs that were still struggling to crawl were frozen in this way.

His face was distorted, his eyes were about to split open, and his whole face was a blue color. It was obvious that he saw something extremely terrifying before he died—he was frightened to death.

Xiang Hongwen's body was placed on the big bed in the room, his expression seemed to have been deliberately manipulated, his eyes were closed, a deep arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth, the bloody clothes had been taken off, and the blood on his naked body was also wiped It was clean, and even the deep slit on the neck was wrapped up with bandages. If it weren't for the pale blue skin and the dark purple corpse spots on the body, it would have been as if he had fallen asleep.

No one knew what happened in this room, Ning Zishan put the plate on the low cabinet by the door, and exited the room with Ke Xu.

"Maybe he saw hallucinations like you." Ke Xu guessed: "Wang Zuoling is timid, and Xiang Hongwen's death in front of him must have given him a lot of stimulation. Under the influence of those humanoid circles, it is not impossible to scare oneself to death."

Ning Zishan held the doorknob with one hand and looked up at Ke Xu deeply.

Temporarily forgotten, the sorrow brought about by Gu Siyue's death came back again after seeing Wang Zuoling's corpses, and the scorching | hot sand waves slapped heavily on his chest.

Couldn't tell whether it was the rabbit's death or the fox's grief or something else, Ning Zishan only felt that his chest was constricted, as if his trachea was blocked, and it was difficult to breathe. He murmured: "There are only two of us left."

His voice was a little weak, a little timid, with an uncertain floating feeling.

Ke Xu put his hand on the back of his hand, pressed the doorknob, looked directly at him with firm eyes and said, "Ning Zishan, listen, even if there are only two of us left, we can definitely leave alive."

At that moment, Ning Zishan felt as if he had been injected with a booster, and his eyes lit up. Before he could say anything, Ke Xu pushed his back into the room and pushed him all the way to the bed. Ke Xu pulled him The shoulder made him turn around, and finally pushed him firmly on the bed and sat down.

Ning Zishan raised his head, just in time to meet Ke Xu who nodded and looked at him. His eyelids were lowered, and his slender eyelashes cast a faint fan-shaped shadow under his eyes. His pair of peach blossom eyes were as deep as a secluded pool. Although he hadn't slept for two nights, But there was no trace of fatigue in his eyes, he bent his index finger and gently rubbed Ning Zishan's lower eyelid: "Go to sleep, your eyes are red."

"Yeah." Ning Zishan is really tired. That kind of tiredness does not come from the body, but from the spirit. Gu Siyue's death made him feel emotionally depressed. He really needs to take a good rest and adjust, at least not because of himself. The bad mood dragged Ke Xu back when he acted at night.

So he kicked off his shoes, lay on the bed with his back to Ke Xu, curled up.

The mattress behind him sank, and then Ning Zishan fell into a warm embrace. Ke Xu hugged him from behind, with his forehead resting on his shoulder, and the warmth from his chest passed through the thin fabric to his back. , inexplicably reassuring.

"Ke Xu, thank you..." Ning Zishan's voice was very soft, he wasn't sure if Ke Xu heard it.

"Go to sleep." Ke Xu patted him like coaxing a child: "It is very likely that we will meet Wu Duoduo and He Wei tonight, and it is very dangerous to be mentally ill."

Hugging has always been one of the most healing ways. The cold breath on Ke Xu's body seems to have a natural calming effect. They wrap Ning Zishan, allowing his chaotic brain and tense nerves to finally relax slowly. , the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the drifting consciousness finally slowly slipped into the abyss of sleep.

This sleep was extremely restless, and all kinds of distorted colors in the dream were mixed, flowing, and spinning, like whirlpools, turning and turning, making people dizzy. After a short period of discomfort, he was in the whirlpool. I saw Gu Siyue's face.

She was crying, big tears gushed out of the other party's eyes, like a faucet that was not turned off tightly, and every drop left a reddish mark on her fair skin, just like the water falling from her eyes. It's not tears, but boiling water.

"It hurts so much...It hurts so much..." She cried to Ning Zishan with a ferocious face, "Why don't you save me, I hurt so much...the fire hurts so much..."

Obviously there was no fire, but her body quickly carbonized and turned black in the vortex with the cry, her skin fell off in large chunks, and her black hair curled and shortened at an extremely fast speed as if it was burnt...

Soon Gu Siyue completely lost her human form, with flickering sparks on the burnt flesh and fat, the scorched smell of fully burned protein permeated the tip of Ning Zishan's nose, and the white teeth of her lost lips were exposed. , especially glaring on the face that was burnt to a paste.

"It hurts—it hurts—" An incomparably shrill cry escaped from between her teeth, and suddenly, a pair of withered, scorched hands stretched out from the vortex, tightly gripping Ning Zishan's neck: " Why didn't you save me-"

The strong sense of suffocation caused Ning Zishan to hold his neck and wake up from the dream. He was panting heavily, sweating profusely, with wet hair sticking to his forehead, as if he had just been fished out of the water .

"Having a nightmare?" A familiar voice came from the top of the head, and then the wet hair sticking to the forehead was gently brushed away by a cool hand: "Why are you sweating so much?"

Ning Zishan blinked in the dark, and it took him a long time to realize that the owner of the voice was Ke Xu.

The tense nerves immediately relaxed, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice was so hoarse that even he felt strange: "I dreamed of Gu Siyue...she was burnt all over, she kept yelling at me for pain, and asked Why didn't I save her..."

The arms around him were tightened, and a slight air flow passed over Ning Zishan's head, probably Ke Xu sighed silently: "You are still blaming yourself, Gu Siyue is a good girl, she won't blame you .”

Ning Zishan closed his eyes, leaned against Ke Xu and took a few deep breaths, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He remembered that Ke Xu was hugging him from behind at the beginning, but now it was an ambiguous posture of two people facing each other, and he Still curled up in the opponent's arms in a protective posture.

Realizing this, Ning Zishan shrank back in embarrassment, and only then did he hear the rustling outside the window with his dull hearing.

"It's raining again?" Ning Zishan asked.

"Yeah." Ke Xu let go of him and turned on the light to get out of bed: "You sweat a lot, go take a shower, I'll get you something to eat."

Ning Zishan got down from the bed, his body was still a little stiff, and he felt like his soul was still trapped in that dream and hadn't fully come back. He floated leisurely until he turned on the shower and the warm water hit his body before he gradually regained consciousness.

After taking a shower, Ke Xu hadn't come back yet. Ning Zishan looked at the time. It was just after eleven o'clock. He really didn't expect that he would sleep for nearly fourteen hours, and his stomach made a hungry protest at the right time. It sounded especially loud in a quiet room.

The door was opened just after the sound, and Ke Xu came in from the door carrying a white porcelain plate, which contained sandwiches cut into small pieces.

"Eat something." Ke Xu shook his head at him.

So the two sat together at the coffee table and began to eat supper.

Ning Zishan picked up a sandwich that was cut just enough to be eaten in one bite and asked, "Did you make it just now?"

"I asked Aunt Mao to cook it for dinner." Ke Xu said, "You slept so soundly, so I didn't feel like calling you for dinner."

"Thank you." Ning Zishan said.

Although Ke Xu usually looks cold, but after getting along for a long time, Ning Zishan found that he is actually a very caring person.

After eating his fill, Ning Zishan's spirit finally improved a lot. It was past midnight, the night was dark and windy, and everything was still. It was time to act.

The two came out of the room and crept up the stairs to the third floor. Just when Ning Zishan was about to continue climbing up, Ke Xu suddenly pulled the hem of his clothes.

When Ning Zishan turned his head, Ke Xu gestured to him for silence, then pointed to Xiaoxin's door, signaling him to listen carefully.

Ning Zishan held his breath and stretched his ears, and then heard a faint groan|groan coming from Xiaoxin's room, it sounded like someone in the room was clenching his teeth and trying to endure something.

It's so late, what are Liu Ruge and Xiaoxin doing?

Just as Ning Zishan was thinking, the depressive humming in the room became a little louder, and there were a few words of flustered reassurance and the sound of throwing things, and then a ray of light came out from the gap under the door , Ke Xu pressed Ning Zishan's shoulder, and shrank towards the corner of the dimly lit stairs together.

As soon as the two of them squatted down, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and the suppressed hum was amplified several times. Only then did Ning Zishan realize that there were painful sobs in the muffled hum, just like the person who made the sound What unbearable torture is being suffered.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaoxin rushed out of the room in a hurry. Although they couldn't see what was going on in the room from their hiding angle, they could be sure that the person who was suffering was Liu Ruge.

Xiaoxin rushed straight to the beautiful door at the end of the corridor. Although she looked very angry, her movements were still restrained. She bent her fingers and knocked on the beautiful door a few times, her lips almost stuck to the door panel, Suppressing his anger, he said in a deep voice, "Little monster! Open the door!"

About a minute later, Meili opened the door of the room. She was wearing pink pajamas, still holding the dirty ball in her hand, as if she couldn't throw it away at any time.

"Did you bring the paintings from other places in the villa upstairs again?!" Xiao Xin gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice.

Meili didn't speak, but tilted her head and looked at her indifferently.

Xiao Xin stared at her, not knowing whether it was fear or anger, her lips trembled a few times uncontrollably, then suddenly pushed Meili away and broke into her room.

After all, Meili was only a child of a few years old, and she fell to the ground after being shoved heavily by her. The ball in her hand fell to the ground with a blunt "boom", but it didn't bounce, but rolled towards the corner of the wall. Meili didn't even bother to stand up, she immediately scrambled to catch up with the ball, and hugged it tightly in her arms, as if it was not a dirty old ball, but a peerless treasure.

Not long after Xiaoxin entered, there were sporadic rummaging sounds in the beautiful room, and not long after, there was another sound of fabric being torn and some wooden products being trampled off.

A few minutes later, Xiaoxin came out of the beautiful room grabbing the painting that had become a pile of garbage, and threw the destroyed painting on her body: "I will warn you one last time, don't take Qiu Jingshan's painting with you again." building!"

After finishing speaking, he no longer cared about the beauty lying on the floor, and went back to the room and closed the door heavily.

After a while, Liu Ruge's crying gradually subsided. Meili pushed aside the picture frame hanging on her body, stood up from the ground, and stared at Xiaoxin's door with a sinister look that didn't match her age. After a long time, he returned to his room with the ball in his arms.

The third floor was once again silent.

Ning Zishan leaned out from the corner again and rubbed his numb legs from squatting for a long time.

Although the two were full of doubts about what they saw just now, the stairway was obviously not a good place for discussion, so the two tiptoed up to the fourth floor.

"What do you think of what happened tonight?" Ke Xu asked Ning Zishan when the two stopped at the door of the creative studio.

Ning Zishan sorted out a mess of thoughts in his head before he opened his mouth to analyze: "First of all, Liu Ruge and Xiaoxin really don't know that the things in the painting will drag people into the painting, but the reason why there is no painting on the third floor It is indeed not as simple as they said, judging from Liu Ruge's state tonight, it should be that if Qiu Jingshan's painting appeared on the third floor, it must have caused some kind of very painful influence or even harm to her."

Ke Xu nodded silently after listening, motioning for him to continue.

Ning Zishan said again: "Secondly, they don't seem to want us to know that Qiu Jingshan's painting will hurt Liu Ruge, and they are very restrained in both voice and behavior. The secret is hard to discover.

In the end, Meili should know this. From Xiaoxin's words, she could tell that she secretly took the painting up to the third floor and hid it in the room more than once.I used to think that Xiaoxin and the others showed such obvious disgust towards her only because of her beautiful and weird looks, but now it seems that things like Tibetan paintings are the main reason why they hate her. "

"First, second, and last, the order is quite clear. I agree with your idea..." Ke Xu smiled and said, "But there is one obvious and important issue that you haven't noticed."

Ning Zishan blinked: "What's the problem?"

Ke Xu squinted at him: "The relationship between Xiaoxin and Liu Ruge...why do they have to live together?"

Ning Zishan said: "Isn't it because Liu Ruge is in poor health, so Xiaoxin wants to take care of her?"

After listening to Ning Zishan's answer, Ke Xu finally couldn't help but sighed heavily, and said helplessly, "Your IQ is not a big problem, but your EQ should be negative, right?"

Ning Zishan: "..." A person like you who can give others a bad look every day still thinks I have low EQ? !

I don't know if it's my own illusion, but why Ning Zishan still seems to hear such a bit of bitterness in Ke Xu's tone?

From his confused little eyes, Ke Xu could see that it was impossible to expect him to understand, so he could only open up and say, "Xiaoxin and Liu Ruge, they are lovers."

"Aren't they all..." Ning Zishan suddenly choked up when he said this, and he carefully recalled the usual interactions between the two, Xiaoxin's overprotection of Liu Ruge, and the inseparable figure...

"You mean they're gay?" How could anyone want to be with another human being 24 hours a day if it wasn't for an out-of-the-ordinary relationship?

"It's not what I said, it's the fact, but it's hard to say when we started together." Ke Xu said: "And I think Meili should know their secret. She hid the painting in the The purpose of the room is to take revenge on Liu Ruge, have you noticed the beautiful eyes that Xiaoxin looked at her after returning to the room, it doesn't look like the eyes that a child of a certain age would have."

Indeed, that kind of look is really too resentful for a seven-eight-year-old child, it is like two poisoned awls, wishing to nail Xiaoxin to the door.

Xiaoxin and Liu Ruge hate Meili, so why doesn't Meili hate them?

"Besides, Meili knows that the entrance to the secret room is upstairs. I suddenly remembered that she gave me a reminder when we went upstairs to look for Liu Ruge after Wu Duoduo disappeared yesterday, but I was only thinking about you at the time, so I ignored it..." When Ning Zishan said this, his body suddenly leaned back unnaturally: "You, why are you so close to me all of a sudden?"

Ke Xu's charming peach blossom eyes were bent, a narrow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he approached Ning Zishan a little bit: "You just said that all you think about is me?"

Ning Zishan subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with his statement, but when Ke Xu stared at his brain, he would involuntarily freeze, and couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

Fortunately, Ke Xu straightened up again soon, and continued the unfinished topic just now: "But I am very interested in the old ball that Meili has been holding in her hand."

Ning Zishan: "..." It's hard to keep up with your mind jumping so fast, boss.

Ke Xu said, his deep eyes narrowed slightly: "From the sound of the ball landing and rolling, there must be something hidden inside, maybe it is the key clue to Qiu Jingshan's disappearance, we must find a way to get it out of her hand .”

Speaking of this, Ning Zishan had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly had a bold guess: "Do you think Qiu Jingshan's disappearance is related to Liu Ruge and the others? Doing two things endlessly, killing Qiu Jingshan together, hiding the body and then declaring his disappearance to the public, looking for detectives to investigate is just a pretense to fight so as not to arouse suspicion."

"There is a certain possibility." Ke Xu said: "But if you just want to show off, one detective is enough. There are eight of us, and she is not afraid of self-defeating? I think they really want to find Qiu Jingshan, but They hope that we can find Qiu Jingshan quickly, but their uncooperative attitude is also worth thinking about."

Ning Zishan nodded, and looked at the locked creative room: "If we can find the secret room tonight, maybe the truth will be revealed."

"It's almost time, they should all be asleep." Ke Xu took out the card that he asked Gu Siyue for yesterday from his pocket, and pried open the lock of the studio in two or three strokes.

As soon as a crack was pushed open, the strong smell of paint overflowed from the crack of the door.

Ning Zishan and Ke Xu slipped in through the crack of the door sideways like two fishes, and closed the door again.

The studio was very dark, and because the curtains were drawn for a long time, I couldn't see my fingers.

Before Ning Zishan got used to it, Ke Xu had already touched the switch by the wall and turned on the light with a "snap".

"Hello!" Ning Zishan was taken aback, lowered his voice and said, "Why are you turning on the light? What if Liu Ruge and the others see it?"

"Relax." Ke Xu stretched out his hand and patted Ning Zishan's head like a pet: "They are all asleep, besides, the studio is so dark, and we don't have any lighting, how can we find the secret room? Do we have to touch it by hand?" ?"

Ke Xu was right, Ning Zishan had no choice but to say: "Then let's hurry up."

When passing by the easel covered by the white cloth, Ke Xu stopped and suddenly lifted the white cloth.

Under the white cloth is an unfinished portrait painting of Liu Ruge, but it is different from other paintings in the villa. Liu Ruge in the painting has neither a distorted face nor a frightened expression, but bright eyes and white teeth. With a smile, a gentle and calm look.

Although Ning Zishan has no artistic talent, he can also see the full of love from the brushstrokes of this painting, which is different from the emotions expressed by all the unpleasant paintings in the villa: "The painting style of this painting How did it change? Could it be that Qiu Jingshan wanted to change his style?"

"Maybe this is not Qiu Jingshan's painting." Ke Xu said, "Xiaoxin introduced herself as Qiu Jingshan's student, but have you noticed that since we came here, it seems that I haven't even seen a single painting of hers? "

Ning Zishan said: "You mean this painting was actually painted by Xiaoxin?"

Ke Xu nodded: "But this is just my feeling, I actually don't know much about painting."

After speaking, Ke Xu covered the painting with a white cloth again: "Leave it alone, the key is to find the secret room."

Ke Xu walked to the west wall and stood still: "The entrance should be here."

The two stepped forward to remove the things blocking the wall, and then searched inch by inch, even the gaps in the floor.

After a while, Ning Zishan patted the ashes on his hands and said, "There is nothing."

Ke Xu also frowned suspiciously, lowered his head and rubbed his chin with his fingers for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "So I made a mistake!"

Ning Zishan asked: "Isn't the entrance on the fourth floor?"

Ke Xu replied: "No, the entrance to the secret room is indeed on the fourth floor, but I forgot that the area of ​​the fourth floor is smaller than the floors below, like an attic, the fourth floor cannot be seen from the bottom of the building... So the entrance to the secret room is not actually in the creation room, but in the showroom."

The two restored the creation room to its original state, and after turning off the lights and locking the door, Ke Xu pried open the door of the showroom.

They had never been to the showroom upstairs, and considering that it was full of the unpleasant portraits hanging in the villa, no one would want to go in, so no one ever mentioned checking the showroom.

But because of this, this room became a transparent area that was neglected.

Ning Zishan was already prepared to accept a large amount of mental pollution as soon as he entered the door, but he never expected that there were only a few scattered paintings in the showroom.

There are five retro gilt wall lamps on the left and right walls, and an art lamp is installed in the middle of the wall lamps. Judging from the slightly shallow square traces on the walls, this showroom was indeed full of paintings not long ago. .

"Why are there so many paintings on the wall missing?" Ning Zishan asked, "Are they destroyed?"

Ke Xu said: "It may also be sold."

Ning Zishan thought of the magazines he had read before, which had written about the prices of some paintings sold by Qiu Jingshan. If all the paintings in this room were sold, it would indeed be a sky-high price.

But all of this is meaningless to them, the most important thing now is to quickly find the entrance to the secret room.

So Ning Zishan just sighed a little in his heart.

If Ke Xu's guess is correct, there should be a secret passage leading to the second floor and the unknown secret room, but where is it?

Ning Zishan wandered around, and finally his gaze rested on the wall lamp on the wall in a strange way.

In many film and television works, the switch of the secret door is set on the wall or on a certain decoration. Maybe Qiu Jingshan's switch is also on the wall lamp?

Thinking of this, Ning Zishan couldn't help stretching out his hand to the wall lamp closest to him, and pushed it lightly. With a soft "click", the wall lamp was actually pushed 45 degrees by him. Then a piece of floor near the corner of the west wall suddenly made a light friction sound, revealing a hole about one meter by one meter.

Ning Zishan: "...Ke Xu