This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

Looking at the report, Lin Jue was silent for a long time before turning to the next page.

To his surprise, this page was actually a watercolor painting, and the brushstrokes were mature, clearly not painted by Liao Fan.

This was the painting that Fu Yu had drawn.

Although it was a painting, the content was shocking.

The painting depicted a man and a woman, both lying in a pool of blood.

The man's hands had disappeared without a trace, and his faceless face was covered with dense scars.

The woman lay beside the man, with black lines drawn on her face where her mouth should be, as if representing that the woman's mouth had been sewn shut.

A man with severed hands and a scarred face, and a woman with her mouth sewn shut.

Weren't these the two ghosts from the parking lot!

He had initially speculated whether those two ghosts were related to this script.

Now that they were connected, there was no doubt that the two figures in the painting were Liao Fei and Zhou Yanan.

Fu Yu's purpose in painting this picture was to tell the child that the people who abused him had been punished.

An eye for an eye.

Liao Fei abused his own son, so his hands were sawed off, and scars like Liao Fan's were also carved on his face.

Zhou Yanan fueled the flames, so her mouth was sewn shut.

Fu Yu killed the two people in the same way they abused the child.

He was punishing sins in his own way, but he plunged himself into a bottomless abyss.

It was like a line from Crime and Punishment.

【Every crime is like placing a black piece of a puzzle in the heart, and when the last piece falls, all the light will be extinguished at that moment.】

Fu Yu knew that he had fallen into the abyss, so he wrote down this sentence, but he could no longer escape from the abyss.

Lin Jue closed the album, returned it to Liao Fan, and asked, "Did that friend of mine say anything to you?"

Liao Fan thought for a moment: "He really liked telling me fairy tales."

Fairy tales?

It seemed that Fu Yu knew that Liao Fan had a problem in his heart.

He hid the murderous personality from this child, showed the most gentle side, and wanted to use fairy tales to reawaken the child's innocence.

"Anything else?"

Liao Fan shook his head, then seemed to think of something: "The last time I saw him, he said to me, 'Little friend, you must grow up healthy and don't become an adult like me'."

Unable to describe the feeling in his heart, Lin Jue took a long breath and slowly exhaled.

He crouched down and smoothed the child's somewhat messy hair: "Did you promise him that?"

Liao Fan was silent.

Although this child was very young, he should have understood the meaning of Fu Yu's words.

"It doesn't matter if you didn't promise."

Lin Jue patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Grow up first."

Liao Fan silently looked at Lin Jue, then nodded gently.

"Liao Fan, it's time to eat."

Just then, the teacher's shout in the distance broke the dull atmosphere.

Lin Jue stood up and smiled: "Go eat first."

"Are you leaving?"

Liao Fan looked up, with some emotion surging in his eyes, and tugged at the corner of Lin Jue's white coat: "Will you come again next time?"

For some reason, this child trusted him very much.

Was it because of that familiar smell?

Lin Jue hesitated for a moment, but still didn't ask the question in his heart.

He had already talked enough with this child today, and it wouldn't be too late to ask next time he came.

"Uncle still has something to do.

I'll come back when I'm done with my work."

He was very patient and gently coaxed: "Go eat obediently, and don't forget what you promised me, grow up first, only eating can make you grow up."

Liao Fan let go of the hand holding the corner of his clothes, said nothing more, waved to him, and turned to walk into the house.

Lin Jue stood there for a long time.

When he was about to leave, he prepared to look for the volunteer again, but unfortunately, during the time he had just talked with Liao Fan, the volunteer was no longer on the open space, and he didn't know where he had gone.

The expression on the other party's face when he saw him was somewhat meaningful, as if he knew him.

"I'll see if I can meet him again next time.

If it really doesn't work, I'll wait until I go to Qingmu Academy later to ask him clearly."

Lin Jue, who left the welfare home, was not in a hurry to return to Yangtao Street, but went to look for the remaining names.

It wasn't until dark that he boarded the returning bus.

As he expected, all the people behind the remaining names were missing, but it wasn't a wasted trip.

Under his persuasion, he found a photo of the person behind one of the names.

It was a familiar face, the colorful one from Room 6.

According to the colorful one's friend, this person was a game streamer, but he wasn't very popular, and each stream only had a few dozen viewers.

This guy couldn't make money, so he stayed at his mother's house and freeloaded, and he was a very extreme freeloader.

He didn't go anywhere except stay in his room to play games, and his mother had to bring him food to his room.

In one of the streams, because his mother complained about him a few times, this guy thought he had lost face in front of the audience, so he tied up his elderly mother with a rope and sealed her mouth with tape.

Because this incident brought traffic, a large number of viewers flooded into the live stream.

At that time, the viewers in the live stream kept trying to persuade him to let go of his mother.

As a result, when the colorful one saw the traffic increase, he not only didn't repent, but instead became even more aggressive.

He even strangled his mother's neck with a rope, seemingly wanting to strangle the old woman to death.

Lin Jue put on his headphones and found the live recording from that time online.

In the picture, the colorful one was sitting in front of the camera, and behind him on the chair was an old woman with gray hair tied up.

The old woman's mouth was sealed with black tape, and the pair of eyes that were exposed were full of despair and heartache.

She never thought that the child she had raised with painstaking effort would turn into this appearance, and would even attack her.

At that time, the barrage in the live stream seemed to be scolding him.

The colorful one slammed the table, pointed at the camera, and cursed: "Do I need you people to teach me how to do things?"

"This is my mom!

What I want to do is none of your business!"

At the end of the scolding, he even picked up a short rope, walked behind the old woman, and gestured, seemingly wanting to strangle her to death.

The old woman painfully closed her eyes, without struggling or resisting.

She had already resigned herself to fate.

The person she had given life to had come to take her life in the end.

Dong!

In the picture, a sudden, violent noise rang out.

Lin Jue was very familiar with this sound.

It was exactly the same as when he knocked on Wu Fang's door with a wrench.

In other words, someone was knocking on the colorful one's door with a wrench.

The colorful one was startled by this sudden movement.

He looked nervously in the direction of the door: "Who!"

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

The sound became more and more rapid, and soon a bang was heard, and the door seemed to have been knocked open.

In the picture, the colorful one turned pale with fright and screamed in horror: "Who are you!"

The next moment, a figure wearing a black raincoat broke into the picture, and the wrench in his hand slammed down on the colorful one's head.

The colorful one crashed to the ground.

Then, the raincoat figure picked up the short rope that had fallen on the ground, strangled the colorful one's neck, and dragged him out of the picture.

The recording ended.

According to the colorful one's friend, after this live stream, that guy completely disappeared.