Paintings of Terror

City A is not too far away, and it takes only four hours by train.

In the early winter season, the sky and the earth have not completely lost their color. At this moment, there are flaming red maple trees passing by outside the car window, as if they are going to burn the whole car.

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran were sitting side by side. The two hands next to each other had their palms spread out. The width of the palm was astonishingly consistent with the length of the fingers. At first glance, it looked like a hand of one person.

If you look closely, Ke Xun's hands are rougher, with varying degrees of calluses on the palms and fingers.

"Look, your career line is long." Ke Xun drew the position of the "career line" in Hua Mu Yiran's palm, and compared it with his own, "My career ambition is too bad... However, my emotional line is thick !"

The two whispered about their everyday life.

Mu Yiran leaned on the back of the seat, and obediently wore the cervical pillow that Ke Xun had "arranged" for him. His stern face was embedded in the fluffy pillow, and there was a hint of honesty.

Ke Xun felt that Mu Yiran's hand was caressing the back of his head, and his fingers were inserted between the cervical pillow and the back of the neck, as if he was looking for the unique hair tip.

"Would you like some chocolate?" A very blind hand stretched out from the front seat, holding two chocolates.

Wei Dong turned around wearing black sunglasses: "Chocolate is not a junk food, we need to store enough calories to maintain our strength."

Ke Xun looked at Wei Dong's solemn black clothes and sunglasses, and expressed his concern: "Just now the police kept watching you."

"That's right, I also think this outfit is quite emboldening." Wei Dong pursed his lips and chewed on the chocolate, feeling that it was cooler.

Wei Dong, who was wearing "bold" black clothes, began to distribute chocolates to Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen in the front row again, and said to Zhu Haowen's shoulder, "When will you sit back? I don't want to be next to Shao Ling, then The kid is too academic, and I have lived under the shadow of the same deskmate since I was a child, and I have had enough."

Zhu Haowen: "I don't want to be next to social people, I'd rather be next to doctors."

Qin Ci: "..."

Socialist Wei Dong stood up and stretched his head to look at Zhu Haowen in front of him: "It's easy to get motion sickness while reading in the car... No, Haowen, when did you stop playing games and read books? It's still paper books!"

Zhu Haowen flipped through the book, seeming to be attracted by the plot in the book.

Wei Dong's curiosity was aroused: "Fuck, it's still a book!"

"Detective novels." Zhu Haowen replied appreciatively.

"Who wrote it? Higashino Gokei?"

"..."

Wei Dong didn't realize that he had mispronounced the author's name, and scratched his head thinking again: "Seeing how old your book is, is it written by Detective Queen Alyosha?"

"Wang Shuo."

"I rely on you not to bully art workers who are uneducated. Ke Er and I watched a lot of Wang Shuo back then. What kind of animals are ferocious? Why are half sea water and half fire! Wang Shuo writes reasoning? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! It's funny. Bro!"

Zhu Haowen held up the book to show Wei Dong the cover, and saw that it read "Shan Liren's Detective Case Collection", and the author's name was Wang Shuo.

"It's really rare, Wang Shuo also wrote reasoning." Wei Dong muttered and turned his head to Ke Xun in the back seat to 'report', but he covered his eyes as soon as he turned around: "What the hell are you doing in a public place!"

Ke Xun raised his head: "Adjust the height of the seat..."

"You two just lie down..." Wei Dong discovered that both of them were wearing cervical pillows: what a big guy who stands out from the crowd has been turned into a fat-necked grouse, love can really reduce a person's cultivation... …

When the train arrived at a certain station, Shao Ling came to the compartment of his companions. Seeing a boy in black and sunglasses waving at him enthusiastically, Shao Ling looked at the front and back seats of the guy in sunglasses, and then he was sure that he had found the right car.

Sunglasses boy: "This is the only seat left, they don't want to be next to people from this society."

After Shao Ling greeted everyone, he sat down: "Social man refers to a person in a complete sense with dual attributes of nature and society in sociology, as opposed to 'economic man'."

"..." Wei Dong, who took off his sunglasses, was stunned, and obediently handed over his box of chocolates with both hands: "Do you want to eat something? This thing is for maintaining physical strength. It's sweet and delicious."

Shao Ling nodded politely, and picked up a bar of chocolate: "Actually, the sweetness does not belong to the taste of chocolate itself. Chocolate is native to Central and South America, and its originator is xocolatl, which means 'bitter water'."

Wei Dong chewed the chocolate and looked at Shao Ling innocently, feeling the shadow of his school days coming back: "Ha, isn't it..."

Wei Dong looked at Shao Ling's side face, he didn't eat chocolate, more like he was in a daze.

Everyone has their own way of dispelling tension, just like Weidong himself wants to numb himself through gags, and Shao Ling's way is probably just like just memorizing textbooks mechanically...

Thinking of this, Wei Dong felt a little sympathetic to this new member: "You're welcome, eat more!"

Shao Ling was patted on the back by Weidong a few times, as if he just came back to his senses, he looked down at the ingredient description on the chocolate packaging: "The sugar content is a bit high, but fortunately, chocolate saturated fat contains a unique stearic acid component , you can eat a little."

"... let's eat."

……

The train soon arrived in City A, the hotel was booked early in the morning, and everyone was not in a hurry to check in.

"It's still early, let's go to the art gallery first." It was Qin Ci who spoke.

"The radish just said that they have arrived at the art museum." Wei Dong took off his sunglasses as he passed by the mirror in the waiting hall, feeling like he was a blind man in black who needed to be taken care of while walking among the crowd, and also seemed to be surrounded by the crowd Hostage in opaque sunglasses.

Everyone has that ever-present museum ticket in their pocket, this time it says 'Old Station Museum'.

After searching for a long time on the map of city A, everyone found the old railway station in this city. Because of the construction and use of the new railway station, the old railway station was arranged to be a public art gallery, which is said to improve the art of the citizens. Appreciate the level.

Today, the 'Jiuzhan Art Museum' has been established and opened for ten years. Except for major art exhibitions, there are almost no visitors at ordinary times-the public's appreciation level cannot be improved by an art museum.

Therefore, when the taxi driver heard that these "tourists" were going to visit the art museum, he reminded him heart-poundingly: "Don't waste your time, it's so boring! There are no masters at all, really! There are other art museums in other museums." The museum has a town hall treasure, let’s not think about it here! Brothers, why not go to the botanical garden zoo! The zoo has a new baby kangaroo!"

Zhu Haowen sat leaning forward, inexplicably being flanked by Qin Ci and Wei Dong, and sat in the middle of the back row, feeling very awkward: "I heard that this art museum was built by the mayor against all suggestions. The bidding projects that year included the Oceanarium, the Model Train Exhibition Hall, and the Folklore Memorial Hall.”

"Isn't it!" the taxi driver is fond of saying, "Which one is more popular than the art museum! Especially the aquarium, how many children must be attracted! There is also a cafeteria in the underground, and you can enjoy it while eating. While admiring the big fish and prawns behind the glass, how exciting! It can also generate income for the city!"

"Yes yes yes yes." Wei Dong nodded all the way haha.

When we arrived at the old train station, everyone thanked the driver and "persisted" and got off the bus here. Wei Dong didn't forget to add a sentence: "I just want to see how miserable this art museum is..."

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran had already arrived by the previous taxi, and the girl with long black ponytail standing beside them was Fang Fei.

This hairstyle made Fang Fei look sharper and cooler. She nodded at everyone and didn't say much.

"Brother brother! Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law!" A voice sounded from a distance, and one didn't need to look to know who it was.

Luo Kuo stepped on the somatosensory car under his feet, swaying from side to side: "Fortunately, you two are tall, otherwise I would have to go around this broken building again. I haven't seen the art museum for a long time."

Ke Xun silently pointed to the big characters on the door of "this broken building" - Jiuzhan Art Museum.

"Yeah, here~" Luo Yu stopped the motion sensor car, blinked his eyes and looked up, "This small building is too broken, and it's so small, I thought it was a convenience store."

This art gallery is not very small, and the old train station buildings in the old city are almost as big.

"I thought you thought it was a car park..." Wei Dong said.

"Yeah, Brother Dong?! When did you arrive?" Luo Kuo suddenly found Wei Dong and was very excited. Then he saw Qin Ci: "Brother Qin!" Then he saw Shao Ling: "Brother Shao!" Then Seeing Zhu Haowen again: "Wen'er..."

Zhu Haowen: "Don't call me brother."

Luo Kui happily leaned forward and nudged Zhu Haowen with his elbow: "If you have the ability to show your ID card, let's see who is brother~"

Zhu Haowen: "..."

"Crack!" Luo Wei took a selfie with the two of them on his mobile phone, "It's nothing to be young now, let's take another picture ten years later, and see who the time has spared~"

Luo Kuo looked at the photos on the phone, and there were two young faces exuding infinite youth, although one had no smile on his face and the other forced a smile.

Luo He really wanted to say, everyone took a picture at the entrance of the art museum, and felt that this proposal seemed unlucky...

Zhu Haowen turned his attention to the art museum: "The audience of this old station art gallery is not ideal, and even many citizens are complaining about the municipal decision-making back then..."

Luo Wei: Huh?The topic change was not at all reasonable.

Shao Ling looked up at the old art museum: "Could it be that the original municipal decision was disturbed by other factors? The railway station was converted into an art museum in 2009, and the other art museums you have experienced before were built. They are different, some are hundreds of years old, and some are newly opened in the past two years. I think it is necessary for us to investigate the reasons why these art museums were built. For now, this art museum was built against all suggestions It can be said that this is a wrong decision, but how did this decision be made in the first place?"

After Shao Ling finished speaking, he looked around. Fortunately, the people here were deserted, and only a few partners stood alone in front of the gate.

"What impressed me the most was the painting "Broken Ground". The Hong Kong developer paid for the land at the time, and as a result, the old residents of Chunsun Apartment were forced to move out, and even resentment arose," Qin Ci shared the same feeling. "From this point of view, it seems that these art galleries were built by some kind of force."