Paintings of Terror

The sky gradually returned from darkness to brightness, but it was already approaching dusk.

Xiao Qinxian looked at the wedding dress sketch she drew just now, and frowned: "I was in a daze just now, how could I design such a conservative wedding dress, I don't like this style the most."

Zhao Yanbao looked at the picture seriously: "This is exactly the style that Chi Lei likes."

"Really, then..."

"I thank you for Chi Lei."

"No need." Xiao Qinxian was a little embarrassed and suspicious, this picture of the wedding dress really didn't look like her own style, she couldn't believe it was designed by herself just now.

Could it be that the dead really have spirits in the sky?Just now, taking advantage of the thunder and lightning and the dark sky, you drew a wedding dress for yourself with the help of a makeup designer?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qinxian shivered unconsciously.

At this time, all 11 members gathered in the corridor. Qin Ci said: "The two kilograms of beasts collected so far have been locked in a special refrigerator. Please rest assured about the safety."

Qin Ci looked at the dusk sky outside: "Today's dinner will continue to be eaten in the hospital cafeteria, or should we choose another place?"

Everyone didn't want to continue to stay in the hospital, and as night fell, they didn't have much appetite to eat.

Lion suggested: "How about going to the cafeteria last night?"

This suggestion was approved by everyone, so the group left the hospital and walked towards the restaurant along the familiar street.

Su Benxin wrapped his bohemian-style shawl tightly, and walked with Mu Yiran and Ke Xun, and he couldn't help feeling: "Oh, if you put aside other factors, you can enjoy such a beautiful spring in the painting. Like a gift from the painter to us."

Ke Xun looked up at the peach blossom branches seen in the corner of the wall: "In the previous paintings, there were rarely such distinct seasons, and most of the time people would ignore the existence of the seasons - this painting is arranged in such a way that it can be seen that Intentional."

"In the season of spring, there will always be some connection with things like wind, flowers, snow and moon." Su Benxin smiled faintly, "Perhaps this is more in line with the setting of Xincheng, a romantic city."

"Concerning the situation of these two beasts today, I always feel that it would be too thin to simply give them the meaning of love." After Ke Xun said this, he felt that it was not like what he said.

Ke Xun walked beside the rose stone wall, and the warm beige sweater gave the whole person a different color, even if the police uniform was worn on the arm, it would not violate the harmony.

Su Benxin looked up at the tender green branches above that belonged to spring: "Love is supposed to be heavy, and it is destined not to be too simple. No matter how simple the background is, as long as there is thought, love will have layers—" —On the contrary, those beasts are the ones who are truly simple, and that’s why they are so stubborn.”

Hearing these words, Ke Xun didn't fully agree: "Those beasts are all products of negative emotions, they can never be pure."

Su Benxin turned to look at Ke Xun, seemed to be thinking about it seriously, and then nodded slowly.

Qin Ci, who was walking in the front, was telling everyone: "For all those who have a mark of the beast after their death, the funeral and other funeral affairs must be arranged by the police station. It is said that the specifications are also uniform."

"How do most people arrange for beasts?" Yu Ji asked.

"It is said that most people will choose to donate to the city. This kind of donation is not free, but will get a very generous reward."

"It's really ironic, it's obviously a business, but it's a donation!" Xiao Qinxian gradually returned to normal, and talked more.

"As far as the value of the beast itself is concerned, no matter how much the Xincheng government pays back, it probably can't be compared with the beast." Qin Ci said, "Of course, this is only one-sided reasoning. What are the uses of these beasts? It is impossible to say clearly about the information in my office."

Su Benxin took two quick steps, and happened to be side by side with Luo Wei who was walking in the middle: "Why are you so silent?"

"I'm a man of few words."

"I have always felt that we are a group, and you must not exclude yourself."

"Thank you." Luo Wei looked at Xiao Qinxian who was chattering in front, "Have you seen her smoking today?"

Su Benxin looked at Luo Wei and smiled: "I think early spring is the best at this time of year, and it is more attractive than late spring when the flowers are in full bloom."

"Well, pretend I didn't say it." Rowe smiled wryly.

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran gradually fell behind.

"You've been observing Dr. Qin." Ke Xun looked at the long shadows of the two, and the sunset behind them made the world feel more real.

"Actually, the relationship between light and shadow is the most magical. It's like the setting sun at this moment. Our shadow is stretched very long by it, but the sun is exerting force in the opposite direction." Mu Yiran showed a rare smile, which made Ke Xun dazed I feel that all the white fragrant flowers in the world are blooming one after another.

The broad shoulders of the two people were close together, which made Ke Xun feel solid and appropriate: "I haven't really thought about it, but now that you have said it this way, this kind of power is different from all the power in the world. If it is westward, the more eastward our shadow is, it seems to elongate our shadow in the opposite direction."

"There seems to be such an inexplicable power in Xincheng." Mu Yiran squinted his eyes and looked at the nine members walking in front, "The beast touches the deepest part of people's hearts, which makes it impossible for us to analyze beforehand. .——If you guessed right, those people with red marks should already understand where their hearts lie."

"Well," Ke Xun was about to say, people in the old group can communicate first, if people with red marks can guess the characteristics of the beast in the body, everyone may be able to avoid it by brainstorming, "So, what do you think Doctor Qin has? inappropriate?"

Mu Yiran smiled lightly: "It's not just Doctor Qin, there's something wrong with you now."

"Ok?"

"Don't you think your title is a bit strange?" Mu Yiran hugged his arms, "It's been a long time since you called Qin Ci Doctor Qin."

Indeed, Ke Xun usually refers to Qin Ci as Brother Qin, and occasionally jokingly calls him Lao Qin, the title of Doctor Qin—except for Mu Yiran, no one calls him so formally.

But Ke Xun thinks this matter is easy to explain: "After all, it is only in this painting that Qin Ci really exists as a doctor. I have never seen him as a doctor in the real world before. The previous few paintings , he didn’t have a chance to hold a scalpel—only in this painting did he really show his side as a surgeon.”

"It seems that Qin Ci himself feels the same way." Mu Yiran said, "He has naturally integrated himself into this world."

Ke Xun seemed to realize something: "Could it be because of the beast?"

Ke Xun thought of the shocking red mark on Qin Ci's forehead that Luo Wei said, if it really turned into a beast in the body, what kind of existence would it be?fiercely?Forbearing?Elephant invisible?

"It is precisely because of Qin Ci's changes that I feel the horror of this city." Mu Yiran took Ke Xun's hand, their fingers were cold, and they both tried to hold each other with warm hands The fingertips, the two did it without exploring for too long, and the two palms formed a subtle mutual embedding.

If light and shadow can also form such a frank tolerance, perhaps the puzzle of Xincheng can be solved.

"Tonight, I have to have a good talk with Dr. Qin...Qin Ci." Ke Xun became more and more worried about Qin Cilai, "The beast is too scary, it holds the host's life gate."

Sometimes, a face-to-face confrontation is not scary. Even if there is a huge disparity in strength, maybe the brave will win when we meet in a narrow way; The scary thing is that because of being in this mountain, if you don't go out of this deep mountain, you will never know the true face of Lushan Mountain.

"Yes, there must be a meeting tonight," Mu Yiran looked at Luo Wei who was walking in front, his deeply furrowed brows slowly opened, and he took two quick steps to catch up with him, "I have something I want to ask you today, But it was delayed by other things - today we have seen a lot of people, whether on the street or in the hospital, what percentage of people have red marks on their foreheads?"

Luo Wei slowed down, showing a wry smile: "Mr. Mu, you finally thought of asking me this question."

"Have you ever reminded me?" Mu Yiran took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which recorded some strange time points, "During lunch in the cafeteria? Twice? Or this afternoon while waiting for the operation ? Three times? Of course, it may also be during the morning operation, but I haven't thought of recording it yet."

Luo Wei breathed a sigh of relief, showing a gratified expression: "I have a feeling of shouting in the lonely valley all day, and finally got a response at dusk."

"Sorry, I was only at lunch, and I found that there would always be a brief gap in the communication with you, but I couldn't say anything, so I secretly wrote down these time points on a piece of paper."

"Thank you for your wisdom." Luo Wei couldn't help laughing, "I have already taken the initiative to tell you two times what you said just now, but everyone was indifferent. About other people in this city, people with red marks About 30% of the total number of people, I don’t think they know it themselves.”

Mu Yiran nodded: "After all, in this city, only the dead can be detected by professional instruments to find the position of the beast in the body."

Mu Yiran couldn't help but looked at Luo Wei for a while: "It's a bit cruel for you to bear this alone."

"It's okay, I'm not a very lively person anyway." Luo Wei comforted himself.

Mu Yiran continued: "I have marked 5 time points in total on the paper, that is to say, there have been 5 times when we were unable to communicate. If you raise it unilaterally, we will never hear it; unless we have a flash of inspiration Figure it out for yourself, and only then will you be able to get your answer."

"That's what it means, it makes me look like a fairy..." Luo Wei made a rare joke.

"Except for the question just now, what do you want to say in the other three time points?" Mu Yiran asked again unwillingly.

Luo Wei didn't know which one to start with for a moment, and his eyes fell on Xiao Qinxian in front of him: "Let's talk about that woman, she smoked a lot last night, but today I didn't see her smoking a single cigarette—I I think this is unreasonable, and people with heavy cigarette addiction can't bear it for so long."

Mu Yiran seemed to be lost in thought, looking towards the distance of the long street: "I think we should have a good chat about the title page in the next step, at least we have to figure it out tonight."

"Okay," Luo Wei wanted to cry, "then don't mention smoking."

"There are only two girls who have read this book so far. I think Su Benxin is more reliable."

"That's right, I also think women who love to smoke are unreliable." Luo Wei tried his best to bring the topic to that.

Mu Yiran suddenly looked at Luo Wei, took out a pen from the pocket of the police uniform in his hand, and wrote down on the paper: 18:39.