Fantastic

After listening to Li Mu's words, Bu Chu really reacted for a while. His expression should be a little dull at that moment, but Li Mu thought it was cute, so he just smiled and didn't speak.

Then Bu Chu finally understood what it meant.

He thought about Wan Jingtian, who seemed to be a little abnormal before, and frowned slightly.

Wan Jingtian swallowed Li Mu's blood.

Bu Chu knew why he swallowed it secretly. It was nothing more than a demon in his heart, trying to get even a little bit of Li Mu's talent through this method.

Knowing is knowing, but can't understand. It can only be said that the disease is not serious.

His first reaction was that he was out of tune with this terribly evil world. He felt that there was no scientific basis for it, and it might be a bad stomach.

But after contacting the information collected before, after swallowing Li Mu's blood, there was a blood-red "danger" on his head.

So when Li Mu said that Wan Jingtian would die, did he mean this?

In fact, Bu Chu was not sure what the exact situation was. It was not wrong for Dr. Zhang to become a "cocoon", but it took many years before the onset occurred, not to mention that he had doubts about the timing of the onset.

As soon as he pulled his thoughts out, he noticed Li Mu's focused gaze that had been staring at him.

Bu Chu paused, and asked directly, "When will Wan Jingtian die?"

He used to think that the pile of clues he had collected had nothing to do with the case, but now he realized that it was impossible for the dungeon to give him so much useless information, and that "everything" must be connected.

According to the usual practice, the murderer of the murder may not necessarily have been hiding in the dark all the time, and he may not have seen it.

Li Mu: "Chuchu, if you want to ask a question, I will of course answer you if I know, but..."

His gaze fell directly on Bu Chu's lips.

"It's just right, give me a little reward, right?"

Bu Chu: ...

what the hell.

The meaning of this ghost thing is to ask him to give him some benefits, otherwise he won't tell him?

As for what kind of "benefits"... He is not narcissistic, or he doesn't want to think of this at the first time, but there is really nothing else.

Gan!

What's the difference between this and customs clearance!

Bu Chu's inner emotional ups and downs suddenly became very big, but there was no fluctuation in the expression on his face.

"What do you want? I have no rewards for you."

He pretended not to understand, without flaws.

Li Mu: "Can Chuchu let me take it myself?"

"Take what?"

Li Mu took another step forward. Such a short distance, even with a smile on his face, gave people a strong sense of oppression. Bu Chu almost subconsciously wanted to step back, but he held back. Feeling that he couldn't be stage fright, he just stared at Li Mu directly, seeing that the eyes of the other party seemed to have deepened a bit, and then he came to his senses dully, is it not a good thing to go on like this.

Fortunately, I don't know if it's moral or not, the next moment the scream broke the weird atmosphere between them, Li Mu didn't seem to care, but Bu Chu hastily shouted to stop.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

He put his hand on Li Mu's chest and wanted to push him away, but he couldn't help remembering that he touched a piece of meat in the dormitory before, and he trembled for a while and wanted to retract his hand, but Li Mu caught him.

"Wait, there is something over there, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly became dumb, and saw Li Mu kiss his fingertips.

The man's eyes are lingering, and his actions can be called pious.

"Give me this now."

he said.

Bu Chu... Bu Chu, he wasn't moved.

Another little girl might bump into a deer and think it's very romantic, but he won't.

After hearing Li Mu's words, all he could think about was "give first."

What is there to give after that? ?

... No no, this is not the point now!

On the contrary, Li Mu laughed: "Don't you care about the scream, why don't you go and see it?"

"……go."

When Bu Chu walked over there, he glanced at Li Mu, and saw that the other party was not curious at all, and he didn't know whether the other party's calm appearance was always like this, or it was because he already knew what happened there. what.

People always like to watch the excitement, no matter what kind of excitement, even the tragedy in the library study room a few days ago, they felt scared and wanted to watch it at the same time, this is probably a kind of bad nature of human beings .

And screams are always a common product of this kind of horror film set, and usually wherever it sounds, it means something has happened.

When Bu Chu followed the scream, there were already many people who were attracted by the sound like him, but after coming over, they just looked over there and turned pale. Some of them had poor acceptance, I couldn't help but feel nauseous, covering my mouth to vomit.

The time is now in the afternoon, which should be a suitable time for afternoon tea.

This is the lawn next to the artificial lake in the school. The scenery is beautiful. Many art students come here to sketch.

Today's weather is not too good, cloudy, the sky looks a bit dark and gloomy, but it's not about to rain.

But despite this, it is daytime and not night after all, and there is no problem of insufficient light, so the bloody scene on the lawn is brightly illuminated so that everyone can see clearly.

Including the terrified and disbelieving expression on the corpse's face, as well as the dissected chest cavity.

And the murderer sat in front of the corpse openly, with a drawing board standing in front of him, and the blood stained on his hands was still dripping down. The blood on the skin was mixed with the same bright red paint, and was smeared on it.

This is too... rampant?Lawless?Even when I couldn't find an adjective for a while, I felt creepy, and the chill covered my whole body, making the bystanders unable to move, and even the action of calling the police was trembling.

However, the murderer still ignored it and focused on the painting in front of him.

Bu Chu looked away from the familiar face, asked a girl who was almost stunned by the side, and then understood the general process of the matter from the other party's stumbling words.

The deceased was an ordinary student here. He came here to sketch with his classmates, and then met this man.

The man happened to be painting face to face with him, but he was very hesitant when he started to write. He looked very depressed. The student looked at it for a few times, and couldn't help asking. He kindly asked if there was anything he needed help with.

The man asked him to look at his paintings.

The students were startled when they saw it.

The paintings on it are full of human mutilated limbs and scattered pieces of meat. The black and red tones make people feel a kind of physical discomfort.

The student felt uncomfortable, but he still endured the discomfort and asked the man if he was imitating Teacher Li Mu's style.

Strange to say, Mingming Limu's paintings are similar, but those imitators are all clumsy compared to them, but give people a completely different feeling. No one can tell why.

The man was still asking the students, wanting to ask for opinions, the students tentatively said a few polite words, the man was silent for a while, and then laughed.

He said: 'I didn't think of that. '

'Isn't there ready-made materials here? '

After speaking, he took out a knife from his clothes and slit the student's neck.

All this happened so suddenly, no one thought that a young man who was quietly painting, and even looked pretty handsome, would suddenly kill someone with a knife, and he would kill as soon as he said it, without any warning .

The student died quickly, and then he cut open the chest cavity of the corpse under the watchful eyes of everyone. After cutting it open, he just sat back in his original position and continued to draw.

Everyone has already decided that this is a lunatic who has lost his mind, no one dares to step forward to stop him, and now they are watching from a distance.

Bu Chu asked Li Mu: "Did you not react at all?"

"How should I react?"

Any reaction is fine, it will never be like this, as if looking at an unimportant person.

Bu Chu can only imagine the world in his eyes through Li Mu's paintings. As for people... In his paintings, he has never painted anyone other than himself. difference?

Although it seems a bit strange to say this, Li Mu must have a way of pretending to be a normal person for so many years, so that he will not be "face-blind" and unable to recognize him.

Bu Chu didn't speak any more, but looked at Wan Jingtian.

Now that such a scene is here, and combined with those words when I met him at the police station, the case can basically be solved.

It is nothing more than fanatical fans going crazy for painting, and swallowing non-human blood, and the result is even more crazy, and these things are regarded as art.

But Bu Chu still called out.

"Wan Jingtian," he called, "what are you doing here?"

His tone was very calm, as if he just passed by here by chance and met an acquaintance so he just greeted him.

Originally, no matter how many people surrounded him, he was unmoved, and after a pause with Wan Jingtian who couldn't hear the noisy voices, he raised his eyes to Bu Chu, and then his eyes lit up.

He stood up directly, stepped over the corpse on the ground, wanted to get close to Bu Chu but hesitated in place, and wiped his blood-stained unsightly clothes a few times helplessly.

"Bu, Mr. Bu Chu! Why are you here?"

After asking, he found Li Mu standing aside again, and was even more surprised.

"Ah, Teacher Li Mu! You're here!"

He said, looked back at his drawing board, and said impatiently: "Teacher Li Mu, my painting is about to be finished, please wait for me a little longer and give me some comments!"

"no need."

Li Mu said.

He said softly: "Fakes have no value for evaluation."

Wan Jingtian froze for a moment, as if he didn't hear what Li Mu said clearly, and didn't react.

Just as Bu Chu was about to speak, he felt Li Mu's arms around his waist. He froze and pressed Li Mu's hand to let him go, but the next moment there was a strong feeling coming from his waist and eyes, which made his whole body shudder in an instant. Soft.

He let out a "woo", because he was really caught off guard and lost his strength all of a sudden, as if he was falling on Li Mu's body and then was caught.

Wan Jingtian looked at them straight, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the intimacy between them.

He heard Li Mu say: "If you can't draw a picture, you will never be able to draw it."

Just like those who can't get it, they will never get it.

It's just that it was affected, and from then on it struggled in the abyss, never seeing the light of day, and was gradually swallowed up.

Wan Jingtian was stunned, just looking at Bu Chu like this, stretching out his hand as if to touch him, but the next moment, someone pushed him down from behind and fell to the ground, unable to move.

"Police! Don't move!!"

Because of what happened in the library a few days ago, there were some policemen staying nearby, so they came very quickly.

They quickly evacuated the onlookers to deal with the scene, and could not let the impact of such a vicious case expand further.

The students in the school were a little panicked, they had to speed up.

As for Bu Chu and Li Mu, of course they boarded the police car again.

On the way to the police station, he was able to push Li Mu away with all his might, but Li Mu didn't insist any longer, and was easily pushed away by him. Then he touched his side, but found no wound.

Where did that "pain" come from? ?

Bu Chu almost gnashed his teeth and said, "What the hell did you do to me?"

"The human brain is connected with various mental activities," Li Mu said suddenly with his gentle expression.

"It's also the most advanced part of the nervous system, so..."

"Actually, as long as I lightly touch her intentionally, Chuchu can become my favorite look."