The Fantastical Beasts at World's End

"What's going on?" Everyone was a little curious. After all, these people rarely had the experience of being hospitalized, and it was not uncommon for several ambulances to be dispatched at the same time when it was not foggy.

Nie Renyan went to the window and looked down. After the ambulance left, there was no big movement downstairs. He shook his head, pulled a chair from the side and sat next to Ye Zhao, and said: "I don't know, I didn't see anything famous."

"Hiss—" Xia Zhiming frowned and thought for a while, "Could it be that another case happened? The casualties are a bit serious?"

Fang Siyuan glanced at the phone and shrugged: "I haven't received any notification." Xia Zhiming's phone was by the bedside, and there were only various condolence text messages and calls, and he hadn't received any news about the new case.Mu Mu took out his phone and flipped through it, then shook his head.

Ye Zhaodao: "It may also be a traffic accident."

"Yeah, that's right." Xia Zhiming thought for a while, then clicked his tongue twice, "If it was really a traffic accident, judging from the dispatch situation, it must be a major accident, hey."

Everyone sighed a few words, and saw Fang Siyuan slapped his head suddenly, and shouted: "That's right! I almost forgot the business! Then what, wood, where did I put my bag?"

Jiao Tianduo looked at him for a few seconds, then pointed to a paper bag standing in front of Xia Zhiming's bedside table expressionlessly.

Looking at the bag close at hand, Fang Siyuan smiled a few times, stretched out his hand to pick it up, took out a brown loose-leaf book with a hard cover and a pencil, and said to Ye Zhao: "Brother Ye, I'll listen to you." My son said that you saw the criminal suspect, it is said that it is difficult to describe it in words, I took the sketchbook specially early in the morning, why don't you give me a sketch?"

He was facing Ye Zhao and his back was Xia Zhiming, so he didn't see the latter's twitching facial expression for a moment, but he saw that Nie Renyan next to Ye Zhao was giving Ye Zhao wild winks while Ye Zhao was not paying attention.

"Ah?" Fang Siyuan looked at Nie Renyan blankly, and Ye Zhao turned his head sideways when he saw his eyes. Nie Renyan was glanced at by Ye Zhao, and immediately waved his hands stiffly: "It's nothing, my eyes hurt, cough, you continue."

Fang Siyuan handed the pen and paper to Ye Zhao, but Ye Zhao didn't accept it, but said helplessly, "I'm not good at drawing."

"It doesn't matter." Fang Siyuan said, "Just a general look, and then we can ask people to refine it according to your specific description on this basis."

"..." Ye Zhao saw that the pen and paper had almost reached the tip of his nose, so he had no choice but to continue.

He erected the hardcover book halfway up, and he couldn't see what he was drawing from the perspective of others, but just looking at his posture of holding the pen, he felt quite elegant and professional.

Fang Siyuan took a look and was secretly happy, thinking that his method was too right!He reached for the paper cup he had placed on the bedside table, poured some water, and took a few sips.

The sound of "rustling" brush and paper stopped quickly, Ye Zhao passed the painted thing over expressionlessly, Fang Siyuan took the last sip of water and continued to paint, thinking: Heh, the painting is fast enough!

However, the moment he saw the picture, the sip of water was sprayed out without a drop. Fortunately, he was lying on his side, so it was the land near the wooden stool that suffered, otherwise—Fang Siyuan looked at Ye Zhao His still expressionless face trembled.He felt that the action just now seemed a little too much, so he explained: "Well, I just think that a vicious big boss who killed so many people looks like a little chicken, a bit...cough, it's against harmony, So it was a surprise."

chick?Everyone was stunned almost reflexively.Only Ye Zhao's expressionless face became even more rigid.He reached out and took the notebook in Fang Siyuan's hand, and threw it to Nie Renyan together with the pen he was holding. He said noblely and coldly, "I said, you draw."

Ye Zhao’s descriptions are always concise and direct. Listening to those words, Fang Siyuan felt that he understood each word separately, but couldn’t imagine what the monster looked like when connected together. But one thing is for sure—it was definitely not a novel drawn by Ye Zhao. Chick-like!

After Nie Renyan finished drawing, he showed it to Ye Zhao, and then revised and corrected what he pointed out to be wrong many times, and finally Master Ye nodded.

He handed the finished draft to Fang Siyuan, and the latter almost knelt down to him after reading it. According to Ye Zhao's description, he was definitely a master to draw such a vivid monster.

Xia Zhiming took the painting over, glanced at it and said, "This thing looks a little strange. But this painting doesn't need to be changed, it can be reported directly." He thought for a while, and then said: "Why don't you just post the later one? Let’s draw that together too!" After speaking, he asked Fang Siyuan to hand the drawing book back to Nie Renyan, who didn't show any strangeness, but nodded and raised his eyebrows and said: "No problem, I will pay for your hard work."

Because all three of them had seen the monster before, they described it in great detail this time. Nie Renyan only modified it two or three times this time to get it done.

Lying on the bed with a fever all the time, not having the slightest strange reaction, and the things he drew were quite different from the monster, which took shape after modification. These three points almost dispelled the thoughts that flashed through Xia Zhiming's mind when he saw Nie Renyan earlier. .He coughed lightly, temporarily put aside the last remaining doubt, and said, "By the way, there is something I forgot to say before."

"Huh?" Ye Zhaogang tore off the picture of the little chicken he drew in the sketchbook, and when he heard his words, he raised his eyes and said indifferently: "What's the matter?" The slender fingers with well-articulated bones destroyed the whole picture without stopping Dead bodies.

Nie Renyan tried to snatch the picture of the little chicken but failed to save it, so he could only watch it turned into shreds of paper in the trash can, which was a pity.God knows that the last time he saw something painted by Ye Zhao himself was in art class in high school.Of course, since he and Ye Zhao got together, he did all the painting for him. Ye Zhao didn't paint again until the art class was cancelled.

Xia Zhiming said: "That guy covered in black mist, I always feel that I might know him."

"Huh?" Luo Xiaochen was shocked, "Why do you know both of them? But speaking of it, I also felt that he looked at you differently."

Xia Zhiming nodded: "The man's voice is very strange, but the tone of his speech, I always feel like I've heard it somewhere..."

"But judging by that person's expression, he must not know me and Ye Zhao." Luo Xiaochen added.

Fang Siyuan summed it up: "That is to say, the person who killed you only knew the boss, but the one who saved you knew the boss, Brother Ye, and me. Tell me, do those two know each other?"

Xia Zhiming snorted: "I don't know how to fight."

"Maybe it's purely for saving people?" Luo Xiaochen guessed.

"How did he know we were in that shabby forest? I think it's more plausible to say 'he chased all the way into the forest because he followed that black mist monster'."

Ye Zhao kept silent, but quietly observed the subtle changes in Nie Renyan's expression. He frowned slightly when he heard Xia Zhiming say that he knew the man wrapped in the black mist.

"Ye Zhao, what do you think?" Luo Xiaochen suddenly pulled Ye Zhao into the discussion.

Ye Zhao said lightly: "Compared with how the one who rescued us got into the forest, I want to know how the man covered in black mist crashed into the forest, and he happened to know that I have a dagger."

"So?" Xia Zhiming thought for a while and said, "You took out the dagger when you were fighting the first monster..."

"Yeah." Ye Zhao added, "And that one seems a little afraid of that dagger."

"That is to say, there is also a connection between the two monsters... Either they are enemies, one heard that the other is afraid of this dagger, so he wanted to come over and snatch it to deal with it; or they are a group, one is afraid, and the other comes Snatch it and destroy it."

"It looks like a lot of information." Fang Siyuan put the sketchbook back into the bag, patted Wood on the shoulder, got up and said to Xia Zhiming: "Boss, let's go back first and integrate everything, including these two paintings." Reported to the top."

"Yeah." Xia Zhiming nodded, and said again: "By the way, don't forget to ask them to call out the camera at the gate of the neighborhood to see if they can find that person."

As soon as Fang Siyuan and Mu Mu left, there was no case to discuss, and Xia Zhiming and Luo Xiaochen were free.The pain of the wound, which had been ignored for a long time due to distraction, became clear again at this time.Both of them looked unhappy, but Ye Zhao still didn't change much.

"You—" Xia Zhiming was about to ask a question when he saw a round-faced little nurse come in with three hanging water bottles, pulled over the shelves one by one, hung the bottles up skillfully, and pushed them to the three of them beside the bed.

The water was used to reduce inflammation. Luo Xiaochen's injury was relatively better, while Xia Zhiming's was a little swollen, but none of them were as serious as Ye Zhao's.The little nurse gave them two needles, asked a few words about the situation, and then walked to Ye Zhao's side.

Ye Zhao's temperament is very good, the hospital gown looks like a striped shirt, coupled with that gentle and indifferent face, he always reveals an elite taste.The little nurse probably liked him a lot, her face was red during the whole needle injection process, and the corner of Nie Renyan's mouth twitched fiercely while watching him, and she thought to herself: Is it dead that Laozi is so big sitting next to him!Next time, I must make a pair of rings or something for Ye Zhao to wear to show that he has a master!

It's a pity that the little nurse was holding the deer in Ye Zhao's hand and bumping wildly, completely ignoring Nie Renyan's expression.Ye Zhao glanced at him and warned him not to get nervous in front of people.

After the needle was inserted and the tape was applied, Ye Zhao withdrew his hand with a polite and indifferent expression.The little nurse adjusted the speed of the water droplets, and then asked Ye Zhao, "Well, is the wound starting to hurt?"

From the corner of his eyes, Ye Zhao saw her fingers holding the hem of her clothes, softened her expression slightly, and said, "No, maybe the effect of the medicine hasn't worn off yet."

"Eh?" The little nurse was surprised, "No, the anesthetic should have passed by long ago!"