Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

There is a metal flower stand at the entrance of Zhao Ju's studio, and there are many plants on it, but Shen Ting only knows green radish.

Zhao Ju picked off the dead leaves and sprayed water on the flower branches. The notice given by the old security was suppressed by her with small succulent potted plants at will.

Shen Ting walked over timidly, and asked cautiously, "Well... can you come to my studio to accompany me at night?"

"Ah?" Zhao Ju didn't react.

Shen Ting said: "That's right...you come to sleep with me at night, and I'll make dinner! Eat whatever you want to snack on! Suck on whatever cat you want! Feel free to surf the Internet!"

"I don't have a guest room, and I only have one bed, let me give it to you! All the sheets and quilts are replaced with new ones!"

"I really don't want to be alone at night, it's too scary... woo woo..."

Shen Ting said a lot of words, and tears began to roll in her eyes again. She was already cute and cute, and it was even more unbearable to cry.

Zhao Ju is an easy-going girl who can always get closer to others.Looking at Shen Ting's appearance, even the cat in Shen Ting's arms trembled, tentatively stretching out its tender paws to Zhao Ju.

Xia Mingchi: It's time for me to perform again.

"Okay~" Zhao Ju smiled.

"It's a deal! Don't go back on your word!" Shen Ting cried too much and didn't bring a tissue, so he had to rub his tears and snot on the cat.

Xia Mingchi: Master, are you polite?

Zhao Ju took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Shen Ting.

Shen Ting was a little embarrassed, "Thank you."

Zhao Ju: "Why are you being polite? Neighbors should help each other."

"But I should go there a little later. Today's counseling sessions are full."

"Okay! No problem!" After Shen Ting finished speaking, she hurried back to the studio to clean up.

The little cat came to the scratching board to sharpen its paws.

Zhao Ju's words caught Xia Mingchi's attention. When Wu Xiao responded to the old security guard, Zhao Ju said, "You couldn't get out."

When Shen Ting was stopped by the security guards in the early morning, Zhao Ju just came back from the outside, that is, she was free to enter and exit the art space.

Xia Mingchi came to two conclusions.

First, Zhao Ju is different from Wu Xiao. Before the closed management of the park, she had relatively more degrees of freedom, and she might be a boss of a certain level.

When the dungeon started, Xia Mingchi thought that the range of activities of all NPCs had been demarcated, but he didn't expect Zhao Ju to be able to go out.Now Zhao Ju is also restricted. It may be that he hid the tea bags and caused Shen Ting to lose sleep, which in turn caused Shen Ting to want to leave.

Straightforward and one-size-fits-all, simple and brutal, to ensure that everyone stays here.

Second, Zhao Ju knew more about Wu Xiao.

Zhao Ju knew that Wu Xiao was stuck for some reason and couldn't leave here.

Since it is inseparable from the art space, where does Wu Xiao get the raw materials for making sculptures?Will it be like the food in the refrigerator, which is inexhaustible and continuously provided?

Xia Mingchi didn't know how long his claws had been sharpened. He planned to visit Wu Xiao's studio.

Sculptures are no different from ordinary handicrafts during the day, and there should be no accidents.

Xia Mingchi took advantage of the time when Shen Ting went out to take out the trash, and rushed out like lightning, leaving behind an afterimage.

When passing Zhao Ju's door, he heard someone talking inside.

"Since Shen Ting doesn't have what you're looking for, don't let the sculpture harass her anymore." Zhao Ju said.

"I, I know...but...can, can't control..." Wu Xiao's voice.

It really matched my guess!Zhao Ju and Wu Xiao are very familiar.

Zhao Ju sneered: "Hehe, how is that possible! You made those things, and they only listen to you."

"True...really, the baked quality is good, but, but it's not easy to control."

Wu Xiao seemed to be in a hurry. He stumbled when he was speaking, but when he got anxious, he couldn't speak well.

Zhao Ju: "What happened to your oil painting?!"

Wu Xiao wiped the sweat off his brow, not daring to look directly into Zhao Ju's eyes.

"Voyeurism again, again..."

Zhao Ju: "If you can't get rid of this problem, I will completely ignore you."

Across the door, the voices of the two were lowered, Xia Mingchi couldn't hear clearly no matter how concentrated he was.

He thought of a way and started to grab Zhao Ju's door.

"Who?!" Zhao Ju was alert.

"Meow~meow~" a faint meow came from outside the door.

Wu Xiao's expression changed: "It's Shen, Shen Ting?!"

Zhao Ju opened the door violently, and there was no one outside. The neighbor's cat swaggered in, stretched itself and fell to the ground, revealing its soft belly.

In the distance, Shen Ting is holding garbage bags to figure out how to sort them.

Zhao Ju glanced at Wu Xiao, "Only cats."

The cat on the floor is very comfortable, with its pointed tail wagging casually.

"Let, let him go out." Wu Xiao was still very nervous, staring at Zhao Ju.

Zhao Ju hesitated.

"Meow~" A soft voice sounded, and the cat stretched out its two front paws to rest on Zhao Ju's shoes, and its crystal beard trembled.

Zhao Ju crouched down, reaching out to rua the cat's stomach, and the cat purred along with it.

Soft and warm, like a pillow.

"Hello!" Wu said with a smile.

Zhao Ju regained his senses and pulled his hand out, "Forget it, he's just a cat and he can't talk, what are you afraid of?"

Xia Mingchi: The plan has been achieved.

Zhao Ju handed Wu Xiao the bag he carried in the morning, "Look at what you want."

Wu Xiao took it and unzipped it, revealing a bunch of false teeth and glass beads inside.

"Thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome, I gave you the advice on making sculptures, so what's the point of working hard?" Zhao Ju sat in front of the computer with her arms folded.

Wu Xiao couldn't get out, the ingredients were all prepared by Zhao Ju for him.What is Zhao Ju doing this for?

Wu Xiao rolled up the sleeves of the sweater, the gauze wrapped around the wrist wound was already soaked in blood, he weakly raised his arm and shook it twice.

"I, I've been exhausted recently, and I have to wait two days to do the sculpture."

Wu Xiao frowned, his eyes were dull, his lips were white and dry to the point of peeling.He tore at the hair with his hands, "It hurts, it hurts...the other tongue...but, I may never find it."

After speaking, he opened his mouth towards Zhao Ju.

Xia Mingchi finally knew the reason why Wu Xiao's speech was stuttering and his pronunciation was not clear - Wu Xiao's tongue was only very small.

Zhao Ju stood up, walked slowly behind Wu Xiao, and put his hands on the man's shoulders.

Wu Xiao's body trembled.

Zhao Ju took out his pocket watch from his pocket and held it in front of Wu Xiao, the golden watch was shaking with the chain.

Her voice was like a dream, her tone was soft and without any waves, making people drowsy.

"You like making polymer clay best, don't you?"

"You must nourish it with your own blood, because the sculpture is your life..."

Wu Xiao's hands drooped, his neck propped his head up, his eyelids sank slightly, and his eyeballs swayed left and right with the pocket watch.

He repeated Zhao Ju's words.

"I like to make polymer clay... use my own blood to make offerings..."

Miraculously, Wu Xiao didn't stutter when he was in hypnosis.

Zhao Ju said again: "You not only need to find your own tongue, but also help me find someone..."

Hearing "Looking for someone", Wu Xiao became short of breath, veins popped on his forehead, beads of sweat the size of soybeans slid off his face, and his body began to shake violently.

"I'm in so much pain!! I really want to die!!!" Wu Xiao suddenly became hysterical.

Xia Mingchi saw that Wu Xiao wanted to get out of the hypnotic state.

who?Make Wu Xiao so resistant?

Zhao Ju grabbed Wu Xiao by the back of his neck and pressed him on the chair, forcing him to look at his pocket watch.

The pocket watch swings more frequently.

Wu Xiao entered deep hypnosis, completely lost resistance, and said faintly: "Look for someone..."

Zhao Ju's expression was gloomy with grief and indignation.

"Yes, find someone. She is a beautiful and talented woman, Chen Ling."

Chen Ling?Xia Mingchi heard this name for the first time in the dungeon.

Zhao Ju's description of Chen Ling is a compliment, so she is very important to Zhao Ju.

What is their relationship, sisters, friends, relatives?

Wu Xiao repeated: "Chen Ling..."

Zhao Ju squeezed Wu Xiao like a doll she could play with, "Finding someone is more important than finding your tongue."

After the girl finished speaking, she snapped her fingers, and Wu Xiao woke up.

"How do you feel?" Zhao Ju regained his approachable look, and handed Wu Xiao a towel.

Wu Xiao didn't answer it, but wiped off the sweat with his sleeve.

"Much more comfortable, more..."

Zhao Ju pulled out the folder from the table and flipped through a few pages, "This is the record of this psychological consultation, if there is no problem, please sign on it."

Wu Xiao didn't even read the above content, he seemed to trust Zhao Ju very much, but asked when writing his name: "How many more times do you want to come?"

Zhao Ju was silent for a few seconds, "I'm not sure, it depends on your psychological evaluation."

Zhao Ju saw a few more patients online, and it didn't end until almost seven o'clock in the evening.

She came to look for Shen Ting late with Xia Ming in her arms, "Your cat is so cute, I even want to raise one."

Hearing others praise her cub, Shen Ting was happy and proud.

Xia Mingchi flicked his tail proudly.

Zhao Ju walked around the photography studio, "The bed is quite big, it's no problem for two people to sleep, if you don't mind, we can squeeze together."

Shen Ting was a little shy, after all, she and Zhao Ju had just known each other not long ago.

"I don't mind..."

Zhao Ju said carelessly, "Then none of us need to sleep on the sofa tonight~"

In the dead of night, Zhao Ju felt that Shen Ting beside him was tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Zhao Ju turned to face Shen Ting, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Shen Ting: "I'm still afraid..."

She was scared out of the shadows by Wu Xiao's sculpture, as long as she closed her eyes, she could think of the scene from last night.

Zhao Ju covered Shen Ting's hand to comfort: "I will not let these things hurt innocent people."

Shen Ting was very moved. When she came here, she felt that she had hit it off with Zhao Ju. She believed that the two of them should be good friends.

Sure enough, Wu Xiao's sculptor didn't get closer to Building No. [-], and Jiang Tan was the only one who was noisy at night.

Shen Ting was finally able to sleep soundly.

The snoring cat on the cushion suddenly opened its eyes, and Xia Mingchi wanted to replay the news he heard today.

First of all, Wu Xiao is Zhao Ju's patient and has sought Zhao Ju many times for psychotherapy.

Secondly, making sculptures and feeding clay with blood is the result of being hypnotized by Zhao Ju.

Zhao Ju used the opportunity of treatment to hypnotize Wu Xiao and asked him to make a sculpture to help him find Chen Ling, and he searched for Chen Ling in the art space, so is Chen Ling hiding in the park?

Thirdly, what Wu Xiao is looking for with sculptures is his own tongue.

This brings up another question - how did he lose his tongue.

I cut it?Wu Xiao looked at him in a daze, and it was not impossible to do such a thing.

Made by someone else?If this is the case, then he must hate Wu Xiao very much. This method is not so much torture as it is more like some kind of humiliation.

However, these things have no connection with Jiang Tan for the time being.

And Lu Renyuan.

Thinking of Lu Renyuan, Xia Mingchi's head started to hurt again.