Chapter 716: It's a Painting

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Hearing Mu Huan's words, I couldn't help but be stunned, and quickly looked at the photo again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Indeed, because there are so many of these children, all of them are crowded together, and I didn't count them carefully before, but I had a preconceived idea that it was about ten children and six guards.

But now that I counted carefully, I realized that there were indeed seventeen people in the photo, and in addition to six who were obviously adults, there were eleven strange-shaped children.

"One more. I realized that what Mu Huan said was right, and frowned, "Could it be that the file in the archive room is missing a child's information?"

There were eleven children in total, but there were only ten children in the archives.

Is there a file that has been deliberately hidden?

Mu Huan and I immediately began to quickly recall the information of the ten children we had seen in the archive room before, and eliminated the eleven children in the photo one by one, and finally found the extra child.

The moment he saw the child, Mu Huan couldn't help frowning, "This child is very unusual." โ€

Indeed, Mu Huan is right, the child in the photo is indeed very unusual.

What makes her unusual is not that she is very strange, because every child in the photo is very strange, on the contrary, this child does not look so strange, so it looks extraordinarily abrupt in this group of children.

The child was a girl, wearing a long white dress, the skirt was a little too big for her thin body, like a sack, it was worn on her body, it was ankle-length, the sleeves of the skirt were very long, her hands were covered, and she was wearing sneakers on her feet, and she was tightly wrapped.

Her hair was scattered and a little frizzy, but her exposed face was very normal and delicate. Not only that, compared to the panic of other children, she is still relatively generous, facing the camera, showing an unnatural smile.

"Is this kid really a kid in this hospital?" I frowned, "it looks too normal." โ€

That being said, I know that it will appear in this photo, and it must be the children in the hospital. But what is so strange about this child?

And why would someone deliberately hide the whereabouts of this child?

I found that there were more and more secrets in this detention center, and I should not be a little suspicious.

But I know that with Mu Leng's defensive attitude towards us, even if we live any longer, I'm afraid we won't be able to investigate anything, and I always feel that the female ghost doesn't seem to want to hurt Mu Leng and Mu Nuan.

Otherwise, with her strength, last night, just when we rushed from this room to the next room, he should have been able to directly kill Mu Leng and Mu Nuan, who were powerless, just as she killed the other three guards without hesitation.

On the contrary, when I burst into the room last night, she didn't mean to kill, she was still scribbling something like that ghost drawing on the floor. I glanced at it last night, and it was exactly the same as the ghost drawing I had taken in the morgue.

Since we can't find out what is going on, and the female ghost won't do anything, there is no need for us to stay here any longer, so I left with Mu Huan the next day.

But before leaving, I couldn't help but secretly pull Mu You aside, "Mu You, be kind to these children, as long as you are good enough to them, I will let you leave this ghost place next year and find you a suitable errand to do in the Mu family." โ€

Mu You obviously wanted to please me, and when he heard me say this, he couldn't help but be excited, and quickly nodded, "Don't worry, Miss, I will definitely take good care of these children." โ€

I was skeptical about the truth of his words, but I saw that there was nothing he could do but nod.

After Mu Huan and I returned to the Makujia Villa, I quickly asked Mu Yuan to find out the identity of the sixth caretaker that year.

In the next few days, I didn't care about the case anymore, but just stayed with Rong Zhi.

You must know that it has been a while since we came back, but I have been busy dealing with the affairs of the Mu family, and I don't have time to spend with him.

On this day, I was taking a car with Rong Zhi to the zoo, and this kid was playing with my mobile phone again, I couldn't help frowning, "Rong Zhi, look at your mobile phone less, it's not good for your eyesight." โ€

Rong Zhi burst out laughing, "Mom, are you kidding me? You should know my body, and I won't be short-sighted or anything." โ€

I was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly.

Indeed, he is a ghost fetus, so his body is much stronger than that of ordinary children, and he never gets sick or cold. "But let's play less and don't get addicted to it. I still can't help but babble.

"Okay, okay, Mommy, I know, then I won't play games, I'll see if you've taken any pictures lately. Rong Zhi said, casually flipped through my photo album, and when he saw one of the photos, he glared at his big round eyes, "Mommy, what is this?"

I glanced down at the photo album on my phone and was stunned.

It's a picture I took in the detention center.

I thought Rong Zhi was asking me about the group photo I took, and said casually: "This is a case I am investigating, and the photos are just some poor children." โ€

"Mommy, I'm not talking about a photo of these children. Rong Zhi clicked on one of the photos, "That's what I'm asking."

I looked down.

What Rong Zhi is showing me now is the ghost drawing charm that the female ghost drew on the ground that I took in the morgue before.

"It's something that someone scribbled. I casually said, "I don't know what it is." โ€

Rong Zhi didn't know why, he was very interested in the painting, looked down for a long time, and suddenly wanted to find something, looking at me, "Mommy, this is a painting." โ€

I was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Rong Zhi suspiciously, "Painting? It's such a mess, what's going on with painting?

"Mommy, you're so stupid. Don't you see that?" Rong Zhi blinked at me with wide eyes and a little disgust, "This is obviously a painting. โ€

"And tell me what he painted?"

Rong Zhi took out a piece of white paper and a marker from his small schoolbag, and said while drawing, "Mommy, look, in this place, the painting is a door, and the painting is another door, and this is still a door." And then there is a picture of a man with a fierce god and a big stick. โ€

I couldn't help but be stunned when I looked at the picture that Rong Zhi had drawn on my white paper.

Rong Zhi is very smart and has good talent in all aspects, including drawing.

I originally thought it was a ghostly painting, but under the "translation" of tolerance, it really became a recognizable painting.

Not only that, but when I saw what Rong Zhi had drawn, my face turned slightly pale.