Paintings of Terror

Ke Xun felt that Luo Wei's eyes were observing him like a high-precision scanner, and finally made a conclusion: "No, you don't have any on your face."

"Then, why not?"

"He didn't either." Luo Wei's eyes swept over Mu Yiran lightly, and it seemed that he had already observed Mu Yiran carefully.

Although it is still unclear what those red marks are, Ke Xun still feels relieved, at least in the face of unknown dangers, Mu Yiran is the same as himself.

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran stopped talking, quietly waiting for Luo Wei to announce what he saw——

"Some people are like the two of you, their faces are the same as before they entered the painting. But others..." Luo Wei's voice was slightly hoarse.

"The first person I found with red marks was Xiao Qinxian. Just after we went back to the dormitory in the afternoon, I found that there was an obvious red tear mole under her eyes. Although I hadn't observed this person carefully before, I always felt that This tear mole appeared very abruptly. ——The red color is a kind of red that can kill all the surrounding colors."

Ke Xun never saw such a redness with his own eyes. In his imagination, it was probably like the corpse of the little girl in the red dress who was pushed on the garbage truck in the movie "Schindler's List".

Luo Wei sneered unknowingly as he spoke, "Probably because Xiao Qinxian sensed my overly probing eyes, he became suspicious and disgusted with me."

"Where are the others?" Mu Yiran asked.

"I found that Chi Lei and Zhichun had red birthmarks of different sizes on their foreheads in front of the restaurant. At that time, I felt something was wrong until I saw Dr. Qin."

"Qin Ci?" Ke Xun never expected that Qin Ci would also be tricked.

"Yes, half of Doctor Qin's forehead is covered by a dark red birthmark-like thing. It is a very old and dull red color, which is different from other people's color." Luo Wei touched himself subconsciously. "Most of the traces of other people are bright red, attached to the forehead, but Xiao Qinxian is under the eyes."

Ke Xun couldn't recover for a long time because he heard Qin Ci's name.

"Who else is there?" Mu Yiran asked.

"Zhu Haowen has a bright red spot between his eyebrows like a red bean, Yu Ji's is on the top of his forehead, a strip like a willow leaf, darker in color." Luo Wei recalled carefully, "Now take out the pen and paper, I should be able to draw Draw roughly the shape of the birthmarks of these people."

Mu Yiran was not in a hurry to get a pen and paper, and seemed to want to straighten out the matter at hand: "According to the order you just said: Xiao Qinxian, Zhichun, Chi Lei, Qin Ci, Zhu Haowen, Yu Ji, these six people, right? ?”

Luo Wei's voice was a little low: "One more."

"Who?"

"I."

There was also a bit of surprise in Mu Yiran's eyes.

Luo Wei's fingers never left his right forehead: "It's right here, a piece the size of a broad bean, darker in color, but slightly brighter than Dr. Qin's."

Ke Xun approached Luo Wei and looked at the place he pointed for a long time, but he couldn't see anything: "Why can you see it alone?"——The eyes of other people seemed to have turned on the red shield.

"Probably because I'm the only person outside the city." Luo Wei said.

"But why do you, a person outside the city, have red marks on your forehead?" Ke Xun asked again, "When did you find this spot?"

"I saw it in the mirror in the bathroom. I was shocked when I first saw it. I didn't expect to have it myself." Luo Wei slowly got up, walked to the window, poked his head out, and found that Xiao Qinxian's window was still bright Turning on the light, Luo Wei turned around and leaned his back against the window, his face under the light was clean and smooth—at least in the eyes of the 'city people'.

"If I have opened the 'eyes of the sky', it should have started from the moment I got the foreigner's certificate. Unfortunately, my mood at that time was completely entangled in my special identity, and I didn't pay attention to the faces of the people around me." Luo Wei This time point has been roughly inferred, "Our red marks should not have changed suddenly, they should have been on the face after entering the painting, and only outsiders who have been stamped with the seal of 'outside the heart city area' can see it."

The three of them had no way of analyzing the existence significance of these red traces, but what was certain was that the red color should be related to the Scarlet Beast.

"There are 13 people in total, seven of them have red marks, and they are distributed in three workplaces." Mu Yiran took out a pen and paper, and made a simple record, and left the rest of the work to Luo Wei, who asked him to follow the memory Draw the shape and position of each person's red marks, even including the degree of spread of the red edge - no one can guarantee whether these red marks will change tomorrow, or whether people with clean faces tonight will suddenly grow suspicious red marks tomorrow mark.

Ke Xun did not expect that Luo Wei had some basic drawing skills, and could grasp the facial proportions and characteristics of the characters. Gradually, Ke Xun was startled by the traces on Qin Ci's face on the screen. Although pencils were used, the red color itself It can stimulate human imagination - Qin Ci's red marks spread all over the left half of his forehead, and even spread to his left eye.

"His color is the darkest, almost black red, and Yu Ji's is also darker, and the rest is mine." Luo Wei drew the last face with a pen, which belonged to him, "If we say Three belong to the dark red family, so the remaining four belong to the bright red family."

Ke Xun's mood at this time was very complicated. Seeing the most serious red marks on Qin Ci's face, he always felt like something was blocked in his heart, both worried and sad; looking up at Luo Wei who was serious about painting, he also felt sad, and at the same time Unconsciously admire the other party's composure.

When assigning work in the afternoon, Luo Wei, as an outsider "outside the heart city area", had a sense of loneliness abandoned by the world, and when he asked the old policeman and everyone, no one could hear him on the spot.

Those red marks like a conspiracy were discovered by him, and only he could see them. However, while prying into these secrets, he also saw the red marks on his face in the mirror.

It's really a satirical picture. Luo Wei, as a "bystander clear" outsider, should be the most sober, but he was inevitably contaminated by the red dust in his heart.

Ke Xun felt a little depressed. He stretched out his hand and touched Luo Wei's actual forehead according to the position on the screen. The "legendary" position with red marks was no different from the skin touch of other parts: "The feeling here is the same as that of other parts of the skin." Are there any other differences?"

"It's not different in itself," Luo Wei smiled lightly, "but ever since I saw it, I always feel that that small piece of skin doesn't belong to me."

This psychological change is quite normal.

Ke Xun: "I still can't figure out what the classification criteria are, whether the difference between being red and not being red is chosen after entering the painting, or it is doomed before entering the painting."

"I think it must be related to something in the heart." Luo Wei lightly painted the traces of the characters on the painting with a pencil. "These traces may lead to the heart."

Both Ke Xun and Mu Yiran agreed with this statement, but because they couldn't figure out the inner connection, they couldn't explain the matter too thoroughly.

The horseshoe watch on the table pointed to twelve o'clock, and Luo Wei was about to get up: "I only told you two about these things. Although I shouldn't hide it from everyone, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary panic."

There will definitely be panic, and maybe it will be used by some people as a reason to kill each other. After all, the task assigned to everyone is to "find enough beasts". These red people may be mistaken for being with beasts There are relationships. ——Just because Luo Weiduo glanced at Xiao Qinxian a few times, he tried every means to repel him, let alone such a serious "big difference".If suspicion and suspicion lead to internal divisions, I'm afraid no one will even think about getting out of this painting.

"No, I have to tell Qin Ci and Hao Wen'er about this. Although I don't know how to be prepared, at least be careful tonight." Ke Xun scratched his head, "Especially Qin Ci."

Mu Yi didn't speak, but cooperatively took out the piece of paper with the phone number written on it.

Luo Wei had already stood up and was about to leave: "You can think about the rest, it's getting late."

Luo Wei opened the door and came out, but found Xiao Qinxian in the corridor, wearing a white coat from the forensic department, smoking against the wall.

Luo Wei looked at her and didn't intend to speak.

Xiao Qinxian took the initiative to speak: "I answered a call just now."

Luo Wei stopped and looked at her questioningly.

"The other party has not spoken." Xiao Qinxian was a little annoyed, and brushed her hair with one hand, messing up the mushroom head, "I just unplugged the phone line, why doesn't our phone even have a caller ID? I can only pull it out, calm down."

"Have you calmed down?" Luo Wei said, "If you are afraid, you can squeeze with us."

Xiao Qinxian lit a cigarette: "No, I have been lucky since I was a child."

Luo Wei squinted his eyes in the cigarette and looked at this "lucky guy", the eye-catching red mole looked like a drop of blood.

……

Ke Xun had already dialed Qin Ci's number, and heard a familiar voice on the other end of the phone: "Are you still asleep?"

All of a sudden, I felt very cordial. Before I knew it, these friends who were painting and painting together had become like relatives.

"Can't sleep, your room is all yours?"

"Yes, it's the special treatment of the chief physician." Qin Ci smiled wryly.

"Ro Wei came over just now, and he saw some strange things..." Ke Xun briefly said about the red marks.

There was a slight silence on the other end of the phone, and Qin Ci's voice rang out after a while: "I should have said it earlier, and drew along the edge of the red note with a pen, so that it is convenient to observe its subtle changes."

"...Let's not talk about changes first, I just remind you to be careful."

"Don't worry, judging from the tone of the old policeman, a surgeon is needed here, and he probably won't kill a doctor so early." Qin Ci comforted Ke Xun in turn like a big brother.

"Bring a scalpel to bed with you in case you need it."

"Well, that's a good idea."

Ke Xun put down the phone, was stunned for a while, and then dialed Zhu Haowen's number according to the phone book.

"Who?" The other party seemed to have fallen asleep.

Ke Xun briefly explained the purpose of coming, and the other party asked the exact location again: "There is a red spot between the eyebrows? The location is too terrible."

"Yeah, so be careful."

"How about I stick a Band-Aid to block it, I happen to have a small medicine box here."

"……Fine."

Ke Xun hung up the phone, looked at Mu Yiran: "They're all pretty optimistic."