Fantastic

Bu Chu felt that it was unlikely that the murderer took that half away on purpose, judging by the flesh and blood remaining on the edge of the frame...

It was as if something came out of the picture frame before and dragged Wan Yingtian over, but only halfway through, the frame suddenly closed again, so it turned into this scene.

He didn't know why he thought of the kettle in the dormitory at this time, but then he felt inexplicable and dismissed the idea.

So what is this now? There is a passage from another world under Li Mu's painting?

The glass of the window was broken, and the fragments were mixed in a pool of blood. It could also be seen that it was broken from the inside.

Bu Chu turned his attention to Li Mu's painting, which should be mostly stained with blood, but because the original painting has this color tone, it doesn't seem too inconsistent.

The name tag with the name of the painting was dyed red, and he could not see the name. He had never been able to see what Li Mu painted, or maybe the painting had been covered in blood and had changed its original appearance.

Bu Chu paused suddenly, and understood what was the strange feeling he had noticed.

"Brother Chu, did you see anything?"

Tai Jitong asked on the side.

He stood farther than Bu Chu, and even if Luo Yun and Xu Xiaoyi's reactions were not as great, he still felt very uncomfortable and a little nauseous, and he admired Bu Chu who could step forward to observe without changing his face.

"This is not the same person as the murderer on the roof of the exhibition hall before."

Bu Chudao.

He had predicted that there would be deaths in the school before, and after receiving Tai Jitong's notice, he naturally attributed it to the serial murderer, but now he came to see and found something wrong.

"Although they are all curious, that murderer will not make people die so unsightly..." Bu Chu paused, as if he was thinking about his words, "Will not make people die so unaesthetically."

Yes, beauty.

Although he couldn't appreciate it, the murderer was undoubtedly a fan of Li Mu, and every case could be matched with one of Li Mu's paintings, and this...was too sloppy.

What's more, not to mention the place where there are so many people, it also stained Li Mu's painting. Even if you can't see what the original painting is, it can be concluded from this point.

Bu Chu glanced at Tai Jitong: "Don't look at me with that look, just understand the meaning."

"……OK."

As Tai Jitong said, he touched the goosebumps on his arms that were caused by Bu Chu's unusual calmness.

Bu Chu didn't explain anything, and no matter what Tai Jitong was thinking, let him calm down.

He observed for a while, and then took some pictures and videos with his mobile phone.

In reality, it may be disrespectful and impolite to the dead, but in the game, it doesn't take that much into account.

Tai Jitong saw him, and whispered to the side: "Will he turn into a ghost and haunt us?"

"Don't worry," Bu Chu said, "The only monsters you can see in this dungeon are monsters with the same style as these paintings."

Twisted, horrible, bloody.

You may be frightened when you see a ghost, but you won't lose your sanity.

Tai Jitong: "..."

I was not comforted at all, let alone worried.

Bu Chu: "It's almost time, the police should come, let's get out."

Although even if they come to search, they can't find any results. It's just one more bizarre case, and those police officers are probably about to lose a lot of hair.

Eight out of ten people who killed Wan Yingtian were non-human, but they didn't know why they killed him, or maybe it happened that he happened to be there, and it was just bad luck.

Bu Chu also wondered if the serial murderer might also be non-human, but he couldn't think of any monster that could be so emotional.

After Tai Jitong walked out of the library, he was still waiting for Bu Chu to assign other tasks, but Bu Chu gave him a strange look and said, "It's all over now, I must go back and wash up and get ready for bed."

"……Oh."

Bu Chu thought for a while, and told him what he saw in the pushed video just now.

"We have to find a way to check the mental hospital. If you guess correctly, it's in this city."

The map that can be moved in the copy will not be too large, otherwise too much time will be wasted on the journey.

"Psychiatric hospital?" Tai Jitong froze for a moment, "How do I find it?"

"I did a little search before, and there are six mental hospitals in the city."

There are six psychiatric hospitals in a city that is not too big, which is a lot. It is obvious that they need to work hard to find the key clues.

Bu Chu: "Then I ruled out a few more according to the relevant conditions, and there are only three that meet the requirements."

"Three families, do you want to find time to ask them one by one?"

Tai Jitong asked, and then heard Bu Chu give an unexpected answer.

"Do not."

He denied it.

"It's such a waste of time."

"...Huh?" Tai Jitong didn't respond.

If you don't search every family, what else can you do?The correct answer will not fall from the sky.

"I'll just ask Li Mu directly when the time comes," Bu Chu said, "If he doesn't want to talk about it, then talk about it."

But the more this is the more it shows that there is a problem.

And he had an inexplicable feeling that Li Mu would not hide it, the man would tell him.

Tai Jitong: "..."

He suddenly remembered that in the last large dungeon, Bu Chu also said that he wanted to ask the man in black directly, but in the end something went wrong and he couldn't ask successfully, so he didn't expect to come here now.

What's even more outrageous is that he thinks that Bu Chu will succeed with a high probability.

In the end, just as Bu Chu said, he went back to the dormitory to rest like a dream, and was going to wait for Bu Chu's "good news" and make arrangements the next day.

When Bu Chu returned to the dormitory, he sent the edited message to Li Mu.

[I heard that you have been to a mental hospital before?is this real?what happened?Which hospital? ]

There is no euphemism at all, there is no beating around the bush at all, it is very straightforward.

Ordinary people should not ask such a question, but Bu Chu felt that it was unnecessary, anyway, Li Mu did not think he was impolite or offensive.

It's just an inexplicable sense of confidence.

After the news was sent, Bu Chu waited for a while, but Li Mu didn't reply.

Maybe the phone just wasn't with me, or I was doing other things and didn't see it?

With that in mind, he wasn't in a hurry, he threw his phone aside and went to bed.

Falling asleep was pretty fast, but it turned out that I didn't sleep well at all.

Bu Chu dreamed of Miao.

No, this dream was so real that he almost thought that Myuu had really come into his dream. It sounded unbelievable, but he felt that it was not impossible.

Myu, who appeared in front of his eyes, was still terribly good-looking, with the knife stuck in his left eye socket, and the other red eye staring at him without blinking.

His body was stained with blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or someone else's. At this moment, he just looked at Bu Chu like this, and then a smile gradually appeared on his indifferent face.

"Bu Chu, Bu Chu," he shouted, "I miss you so much, I miss you so much."

"Can you come here? Let me hug you. I can't take it anymore. If you come closer, I'm too uncomfortable."

He said that in the end his voice was lowered, his eyes were full of pleading, and he looked very sad.

Bu Chu looked at him, then set his eyes on the legs behind him, and was silent for a while.

Miao was wearing a blood-stained white robe, and those legs protruded from under his robe, truly reflecting the master's restless emotions.

Now Bu Chu will no longer be deceived by his harmless appearance, he clearly remembers how Miao got him to death in the end, even if it was a dream that he didn't know what happened, the past was still bad.

Seeing that Bu Chu was standing still, Miao called again, and then looked even more sad.

He seemed to be blocked by something, so he couldn't come over. It seemed that his patience was disappearing little by little, and the fierce light in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"He won't let me go...I'm going to tear him up, I'm going to tear him up!!"

His voice changed, with weird tremors and humming, it didn't sound like a human could make.

"he"?

Bu Chu paused, and before he had time to think carefully, he saw Miao being severely suppressed to the ground by something falling from the sky.

When he saw it clearly, he was startled.

It was the cocoon-like "monster", that's right, it was the one that appeared in his dream before, he really didn't know what to call it, let's call it "humanoid monster".

What happened next made Bu Chu feel in a daze that this was really a ridiculous dream he had, because after the "humanoid monster" appeared, he fought with Miao.

In his dream, two non-human beings fought for unknown reasons, fighting each other, extremely fierce.

Bu Chu watched like a bystander, not knowing what to do to react.

Then he suddenly noticed one thing, that is, the appearance of the "humanoid monster" changed.

The overall image is still the same, but the details have changed a lot. Anyway, it feels like...it has become more human-like.

Perhaps it was because this was not Miao's home field after all, so his strength was suppressed. Of course, this was just Bu Chu's personal guess. In short, it was the "humanoid monster" who had the upper hand.

It roared, punching a big hole in Myuu's chest.

"You are the same as me, all the same!! I know what you are thinking, why!"

Myuu also roared, completely ignoring the wound on his body, maybe it didn't matter to him at all.

His legs bound the "humanoid monster" and threw it aside, and then he was about to run towards Bu Chu, but he was still stopped.

This time Bu Chu saw clearly what was blocking him, it seemed to be... a painting?With a picture frame, translucent, it is impossible to see what the content of the painting is.

"Bu Chu, leave here, you just need to take this..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was sent flying by the "humanoid monster".

Bu Chu woke up the next moment.

No, he paused, then realized that he should not have woken up yet.

It was the same dream within a dream as before, he hadn't woken up yet, because he felt something was licking him, and he stretched out his hand to grab it without thinking about it, and saw that it was a long, scarlet tongue.

Bu Chu was silent for a moment, then looked along, and saw that it was the "humanoid monster".

I don't know why, but he is strangely calm now.

The "Humanoid Monster" didn't respond to being held by his tongue like this. After he let go, he didn't retract his tongue, but licked his face.

It's the same as licking that picture frame before.

When it fought with Miu just now, it was in an empty space, but now Bu Chu is lying on the bed, and it is squatting beside the bed.

It still has no eyes, but Bu Chu can feel that it is looking at him, and finds that the outline of its face has become more human-like, as if it will grow corresponding facial features in a while.

But now he was staring at it, feeling a little familiar, but he didn't understand where this familiar feeling came from.

Bu Chu just stared at it for a while, then asked, "Is it you who killed people in the library?"

He didn't even know if the "humanoid monster" could talk and communicate, and whether he had the ability to speak, so he just asked.

There was no panic, he didn't feel threatened by the other person, even though he didn't know what it was going to do.

After Bu Chu finished asking, he obviously paused when he saw the "humanoid monster".

"……not me."

It actually spoke.

The speaking speed is very slow, impersonal and very blunt, and the voice is hoarse and unpleasant, not like the sound that humans can make.

"I, drove him away."

Obviously, there is nothing irrelevant on its face, no expressions, and no eyes that can reveal emotions, but for some reason, he just feels that it seems a little...unbelievable?

As if the question Bu Chu asked was absurd, it even felt a little...wronged?

What the hell.