Paintings of Terror

The red rain character is written very reluctantly, especially the last stroke, the second dot on the right, is in a state of sliding down.

It is conceivable that Yu Ji was in a state when he wrote this word, and even when he was about to finish writing, he probably was completely incapacitated.

"Yu Ji's internal organs are all broken, and he insisted on finishing writing the word rain." Ke Xun checked the side of the word again, and there was no other mark, only this lonely "rain", "I don't think this is What last words, this should be a signal. Yu Ji was in so much pain that he couldn't wake up Qin Ci, so he could only use the blood to write on the wall?"

"They were in the same room last night. If Yu Ji wanted to say something, he should have said it last night." Mu Yiran tried to look at the word "rain" from multiple angles, but shook his head slightly. I struggled to write at the last minute, which was more like an emergency situation."

"You mean, what did Yu Ji see before he died, or that he also received a call before he died?" Ke Xun's train of thought closely followed Mu Yiran's.

Mu Yiran walked over to check the phone in the room, this phone was much more advanced than the one in the police dormitory, at least you could check the caller ID.There are no fingerprints and DNA tests in this painting, but Mu Yiran still put on gloves and pressed the query button: "This phone only received two calls last night, both from the number of our dormitory, one was last night You called at 11:00, and the other one was called by Qin Ci at 4:00 in the morning when we asked for help from the hospital."

Indeed, Ke Xun called Qin Ci last night and told him about finding the signature. Thinking of this, Ke Xun's brows gradually relaxed, and he ran to Yu Ji's bedside to observe the word "rain" again.

"Of course, look, the writing style of this word 雨 is different from our usual one. We usually write the 4 dots inside as oblique dots, but the dots inside are all horizontal. I thought it was just now. His writing style as a painter, but in fact..." Ke Xun wrote this word repeatedly in his hand, "Don't you think this word is a little short overall?"

Mu Yiran looked at Ke Xun with admiration in his eyes: "It seems that this is not a separate word, it is a prefix."

This word for rain is the initials of the surname of Yu Beiguo, the author of this painting.

Ke Xun also didn't dare to imagine that he actually made an important suggestion in terms of writing... "If this name could be added to Luo Wei's long list of painters' signatures last night, we might be able to guess it faster. "

"In fact, Luo Wei wrote this name, but I don't know if the pen ran out of water or the word was blocked. I only saw the strokes and scratches on this word, but there was no color." Mu Yiran speculated, "This Names matter, and people behind the scenes are doing everything they can to block that name."

"If Yu Ji completes this word before he dies, maybe he will be blocked again." Ke Xun still couldn't understand why Yu Ji wrote this name before, "I called Qin Ci to remind him last night. He said that he would notify the members of the hospital, Yu Ji should already know about it, so there is no need to write this name out again to remind everyone.”

"Unless, the name Yu Beiguo has other important meanings to Yu Ji." Mu Yiran fell into deep thought.

"On the night when I first entered the painting, both Yu Ji and Su Benxin mentioned Yu Beiguo, but both of them said they were not familiar with this person. I remember Yu Ji also said that he just returned to China and didn't know Yu Beiguo at all." Ke Xun remembers very clearly that the two people talked about this at the time and said that Yu Beiguo died of depression.

"Perhaps at that time, Xincheng had already begun to play its role slowly. Some people had begun to forget some people in their own world, just like we all ignored the existence of Luo Wei when we first got the temporary residence permit."

Let people gradually integrate into this city, and gradually deny that other places are their hometowns. This may be the scariest part of this painting.

"Perhaps Qin Ci can provide us with more answers." Mu Yiran said.

Qin Ci must have seen this word, and maybe he thought of something else, so he asked someone to quietly give the key to Mu Yiran, and told Mu Yiran and Ke Xun to come to the dormitory.

"Who is Qin Ci guarding against?" Ke Xun thought of this first.

"Let's keep it secret for the time being, and we'll talk about it when Qin Ci comes back."

……

After a long 4-hour operation, Qin Cicai came out of the operating room. Because the whole person was too tired, everyone was too embarrassed to immediately ask about the situation of the beast.

After Qin Ci took a shower and changed clothes, he met everyone in the office.

"The nurse said that the operation will take a long time, so we simply divided the work and went downstairs to look around." Wei Dong said.

Qin Ci pressed his temple, and his voice was exhausted: "Have you gained anything?"

"Let's just walk around and look around, and it's impossible to find an autograph on the street." Wei Dong looked at Zhao Yanbao, "Xiao Zhao seems to have seen something unusual."

Apparently, Zhao Yanbao hadn't had time to tell everyone about his experience, so he took over the conversation: "I went a little farther, to the university town. I think that in a city where there is no Internet and information is relatively closed, Progressive information can only be found in universities.”

At this point, everyone admired the psychologist.

"I happened to catch up. A parade is being held at the gate of the university. It may be that the movement of the students has been restricted, so the event can only be held at the gate of the school."

"What activity?" Qin Ci was curious.

"Oppose the buying and selling of beasts, and oppose the killing of souls." Zhao Yanbao said the slogan word by word, "These students believe that beasts are a part of human souls, and if the beasts are stripped off, the souls of the dead will no longer be complete."

"Then what are they going to do with the beasts? Some beasts... come out by themselves without peeling off." Su Benxin said.

"Extend the beast and put it back into the body of the deceased to make the body intact."

Su Benxin shook his head slowly: "The remarks of these college students are too superstitious."

Zhao Yanbao ignored Su Benxin's words and continued: "Actually, the medical books and government newspapers we have read are all relatively one-sided remarks. At present, quite a few people in this city advocate that 'beasts return to their bodies, souls'." Complete', some philanthropists even collect beasts, and then ask the masters to rescue them, find the cemetery of the hosts of these beasts, burn the beasts in front of the grave, and return them to their original origin."

After hearing these words, everyone had different expressions.

Ke Xun always felt that since the "breaking the topic" last night, the city itself was slowly revealing its true colors, as if everything was awakening.

Su Benxin sighed softly: "This world presents us with difficult problems. Should we look for the beast first or the signature first? Those college students can't believe everything they say. Sometimes too pioneering behavior doesn't represent progress. The beasts of our members are best stored temporarily until we have the final answer."

Su Benxin seemed to think of something again: "So the 'exchanging beasts for beasts' we proposed last night can come to an end for the time being. Once the beasts of our friends are exchanged, they will never come back."

Zhu Haowen seemed a little impatient, and asked Qin Ci directly: "What's the situation with Yu Ji? What about Lion? What we need to do now is to avoid death and find a signature."

Qin Ci put down the water glass he had just finished drinking, with a serious expression on his face: "Because Yu Ji's beast is still being repaired, so I can't show it to everyone for the time being. The situation of that beast is unprecedented, and its shape has been separated from the creature itself."

Everyone's attention was focused on Qin Ci's face, and they really wanted to know what kind of state it was to be separated from the creature itself.

"It was a huge picture frame, a large square picture frame composed of four hard horizontal bars, and it just rushed straight into his body, and the four corners pierced his internal organs, resulting in death."

This incident has once again refreshed everyone's worldview, so that people don't know how to say it if they want to express some opinions.

After a while, Ke Xun said, "Perhaps, this has something to do with Yu Ji's profession. He is a painter himself, so maybe he has some obsession with painting in his heart."

"What a knot of heart this must be!" Wei Dong said with a face full of shit, "There is such a big picture frame in my body... Will I have a big monitor at that time, and it will also display the pictures I often use? Those art design software used..."

Zhu Haowen asked: "So, is there anything in that big picture frame? Is it empty?"

Qin Ci's expression was a bit complicated: "It's just a big picture frame, with no paper or pattern in the middle."

"It's too scary, it's just too scary," Su Benxin felt as if his internal organs were being pinched by some sharp weapon, "This picture frame must have been created suddenly, or enlarged suddenly, just like the Lion's... Like a pufferfish, it suddenly appeared and took the owner's life."

Qin Ci continued: "The sum of Yu Ji's beast and Lion's is exactly 2000 grams, no more, no less."

This figure once again reminded everyone that only by dedicating all the beasts in each person's body can they make up 13 kilograms.

Zhu Haowen looked at Luo Wei who was sitting next to him, and said to everyone: "Looking for signatures, don't forget that our purpose is to find signatures. This task is different from the task of making paint in "Shadow". Every day must be completed quantitatively, but this time we were given 6 and a half days, we just need to produce the painting before the final cut-off point, there is no need to die on the matter of finding animals.”

Everyone nodded, and the weight of the invisible beast that weighed on everyone's heart seemed to be slightly lightened.

"By the way, how is Xiao Qinxian's situation?" Luo Wei asked Qin Ci.

"She...was overly frightened and needed to rest." Qin Ci replied.

Luo Wei was thoughtful, but did not continue on this topic: "Then let's form groups as soon as possible, time waits for no one, we have to find autographs quickly."