Tonight's moon was unusually full, and the light of the moon leaped from the smooth floor, polishing the haggard face of the man in the wheelchair. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He seemed to smile: "You're really amazing, why did you come to me when you guessed everything?" ”

The tension disintegrated a lot as the man's tone relaxed.

I was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and talk to him with the mentality of a different friend: "That psychometric tester is influencing you?" ”

"Yes." He sighed heartily.

"Is he a man in a tunic with a black fur hat on his head?" I've always guessed that it was Chen Changguan. After all, Chen Changguan said that something would happen in two days, so he was so confident that he must have done it himself, right?

"You're talking about Mr. Chen Changguan, right?" He rested his hands crossed on the blanket, and his side face glowed with indescribable weirdness.

"You know him?" I'm very surprised that he would know about Chen Changguan.

"It's not him." The painter resolutely rejected me. He closed his eyes and thought quietly for a moment: "That person did change me, even though I was no different from death at that time. But......... Listening to his words, I fell into a frenzy like never before. There has never been any isolation from me, even my mother, like my wife, has only said superficial things to me. And he said to me........."

He turned his face sideways, and I could see his slightly dilated pupils, and the corners of his mouth curved up as if he was smiling, which was very scary.

"Go your own way and let others tell you to go."

How so........ I always feel very sympathetic to him, after all, people like to pursue trends, and if your things are not new enough or not enough to lead the trend in this aspect, it is difficult to be recognized. I took a look at his paintings before I set off, and they were very good, both in terms of the contrast of colors and the details. Say to someone who has fallen to the bottom, 'Go your own way and let others say go.'" There doesn't seem to be a problem at all, but what is the problem?

"Hahu~ This gentleman, please push me back, I want to go back to see my wife and mother." The man yawned suddenly, and there was still a bit of nostalgia in his voice.

I slowly walked behind him and pushed his wheelchair. His wheelchair was old, with a lot of scars on it, and judging by the different shades of their depth, it didn't seem to have been made by the same person.

"Who left these traces?" I pushed and pointed to the marks on the wheelchair.

He lowered his head as if he didn't want to answer the question, and I just quietly pushed him in the direction of his home. After a long time he spoke: "It's my wife and mother........."

"Because I am a burden to the family, the paintings can't be sold, so they are almost moldy when they are piled up at home, and I am reluctant to throw them away and attack me. I knew they wouldn't be able to take it anymore. After all, no one has done unilateral efforts and has never felt tired or bored. ”

It is not difficult to hear that the painter has already had the idea of seeking death, and generally only people who are about to die will have this kind of speech like a madman for a normal person. However, what he said was reasonable, and he also deeply reviewed himself. Out of desperation, he can't live as normal, and it is a foregone conclusion that his false life will be torn apart.

At night, except for the cold moon, like a piece of white jade, my sight was in a trance. The night breeze also has no refreshing coolness, more of a cold chill.

There was no more silence all the way, Sam quietly followed behind me, watching quietly without saying a word. I revealed my identity and let the guards below. We got on the elevator like this, and he reached for the elevator buttons himself. I guess he's complicated at the moment.

Bite! The elevator woke me up.

The sound of the wheelchair moving forward rubbed against my ears, and I don't know when it became a lot more pleasant to my ears. The old nail at the door was guarding the door early, and he waved his hand to get out of the way of the two police officers.

Pushing the painter to the door, he opened it with his own hands. The rancid stench inside was still unacceptable, and he just waved his hand and regained his composure.

The scene in the living room that disturbed people's spirits, he just looked at it and closed his eyes and raised his head: "Please help me remove all this." All sins have their parts. ”

I thought of Old Nails and Sam, and they quickly rushed up and ripped everything off that was visually striking. This moment....... The room was so deserted that even the eyes saw a gray and miserable picture.

"You must have seen it, sir. This is the picture in front of my eyes, and I lost the ability to judge color a long time ago. The eyes can only tell what color it is based on its depth. So I bought these to help me paint. His voice was full of bitterness.

My heart also became heavy: "It is because of these things that your mother and wife's already painful hearts become more and more irritable. ”

"So I didn't understand the reason why they beat me until you just told me." There was a hint of relief and pride in his words.

"I know everything else, the only thing I want to know is.........." I stood in front of him with my eyes narrowed, blocking out the only moonlight that would illuminate him. His face was filled with serenity, and I spoke reassuringly, "How did you block Central City's information search?" ”

He smiled, and he smiled childishly, and said to me, "That's a very simple question, and to be honest, a lot of self-proclaimed detectives don't know about it, because none of them were from that so-called adventure level in Dream City." You can ask, probably not. ”

His unintentional words mocked me deeply, but I didn't know what to say, and for a moment my heart was tangled and embarrassed.

He pushed the wheelchair around me and returned to the moonlight, and said meaningfully, "You'll know when you solve this case." ”

"Okay then, where do you want to start?" I asked him.

He pinched his chin and thought for a moment before asking, "How did you know there was another person?" ”

It made me laugh out loud, which is a stupid question. I smiled and replied to him, "It's very simple, you can't do it alone, you need a second person." As for the missing police officers, she also killed them, and where she hid.......... It's close to us, right? ”

He confirmed my suspicion: "It's really close, and how do you know she's a woman?" ”

"Because I suddenly remembered that the wound of the corpse here this morning was not paint, it was lipstick! If you think about what kind of lipstick a man uses, you can't paint it with oil paint. You must have used this woman's makeup to help her put on makeup. I had been holding back these words for hours, but now I was so happy to say them in one breath.

He applauded me and asked, "Yes, it's cosmetics, but do you know why she buys so much makeup?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and a sentence came out of my heart. I replied with a try: "She's disfigured?" ”

"You're guessing right again." He lowered his head and looked at the bright moon outside the window: "In the face of the bleak colors, I can look at it, what else can't I accept?" So I accepted her face, and the two of us disabled people sighed for each other and comforted each other together. One day I told her that I am a painter, and that you will be treated unfairly when you go out like this, so I told her to go to those cosmetics and I will paint them for her. ”

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a few handfuls, stretched out his hand and looked at it as if laughing at himself: "The painting is very beautiful, obviously I can't see the color, but my heart adds color to her." It wasn't until she came back that day that she was very excited to tell me that there was a man who approached her for her face, and finally she rejected it fiercely, and I was really happy from the bottom of my heart. That day, I should have become the most beautiful face in her life. ”

I raised an eyebrow: "So, you were abused, and she thought that they couldn't help but kill people when they tore her hard-won face apart." You go to her house as a matter of course, and she feels happy that you can live with her, and it doesn't matter what happens to kill people next. She can come to your house, which means that she lives upstairs or downstairs in your house, right? ”

"It seems to me that this is the case, and as for the corpse now, you should all be able to see that it is really my mother's corpse. Actually, my mother didn't hit me, she hit me in a wheelchair. She loved me so much that she didn't have any grudge against her, and this morning I asked her to help me carry the body down, and she lay on the ground and pretended to be my mother so as not to expose it. He confessed.

"That's right! Do you know where the officers who were killed are? He suddenly laughed weirdly.

I knew this when I went to the toilet, and then I spit out the answer: "It's in the toilet." The blood and urine weren't there in the first place, they were deliberately spilled to cover up the truest answer inside, and if they relied on the blood that was splattered during the killing, there were places where there were no rules. ”

He applauded again: "Again, the blood was taken from my wife's body and from the body of those police officers, because killing them would not cover up the liquid." ”

Speaking of the so-called 'liquid', his expression was a little strange: "Those liquids are very cool to apply, and even the air can irritate the skin. I heard her say that she bought it online from the Dream City Black Tech Mall, and it is said that it can volatilize excess body fat to achieve weight loss. But I was surprised to find that anything that caught fire on it would not even be ashes. It is the corpse that is 'hidden' in this way. ”

Thinking about those who can't even keep their bodies, when I see this guy again, it's like seeing a devil who eats people and doesn't spit out bones. And that liquid I seem to have heard of or seen somewhere.......... It seems like a long time ago...........

I can't figure out what it is. I recited his words again, and I remembered! Black technology mall! The same liquid as the essential oil that Steve used! There will be a brief feeling of suffocation after burning, because it is burned clean along with oxygen.

Coming out of my thoughts, I looked back at him, "I know what it is." Now that it's all clear, it's time for her to show up, right? ”

With a smile in his eyes, he turned his gaze behind us. My whole body was shocked, and the chilling sense of crisis made me panic for a moment. Luckily, I took out the witch in time and shot her in the back. Just listen to Ding! With a thud, the cold knife in the hand of the ugly woman was flicked to the ground, and it fell to the reflected moonlight, bubbling cold.

"Mark!" The woman hissed, and as if she had gone mad, she rushed over the three of us and hugged the painter, and the blood-stained palm was smeared on the painter's body, but the painter did not care, his face remained calm.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the woman with messy hair, and said softly: "Okay Laura, these are my opponents in the game, since I have already lost, there is no way." ”

"I'll be with you." The woman hugged the painter and felt much more relieved, and the words of seeking death with the painter were so peaceful.

"Now that you've come to this, it's time for you to get brought into the case, right?" The old nail couldn't help it.

The painter ignored him and gave me his gaze. Looking at him quietly, I didn't speak, because I knew he had something to say to me: "Knives, corpses, and everything is very simple." We are not conspirators or masters of crime, and we are able to do this for our own selfish desires, in order to make a living. ”

He changed his words: "Actually, I used to think the world was beautiful when I could see the blue sky and white clouds, but I thought it was nothing like most people. It wasn't until that day that I looked at it that I wanted to paint it all. But gradually I realized that I had already portrayed it in my life, and I was relieved. The blue sky was clear, and there was no wind, which I had when I was still able to sell paintings. The white clouds represent clarity, and I used to have a very innocent family. The sun is warm, and it represents the love of my loved ones for me. And now it's two sides of it, that is daytime, then now it's night, naturally the opposite. ”

Listening to his words, I was speechless. I even have a feeling in my heart, I used to have it, but I didn't care. If he says so, am I in the day or at night? If you want me to say, it should be dusk..........

Seeing that I didn't answer, he didn't say anything, let the woman push his wheelchair, and when he passed by me, he suddenly said, "I haven't told you why I can block the search, have you?" Because ........."

As soon as he finished speaking, a virtual screen suddenly flashed in front of me, which read: Color (Completed)

Below is the confirmation button.

I suddenly turned around: "Because this is a game mission, it is protected by the rules of Dream City!" ”

"That's right! That's it, that's why you can't arrest me. ”

When the old nail heard this, his face suddenly sank. The rules of Dream City are greater than everything, and the old nail is naturally powerless, he can only watch them leave like this.

The old nail smashed his fist on the pure white wall: "Damn! Let them run! If it happens again......."

"No, it won't! They should have gone to the rooftop. "I was 100% sure that the man would let the woman push him to the rooftop of the roof.

"Why?" The old nail asked, puzzled.

I shook my head helplessly, looking up: "Don't you understand enough?" He is dead, and now he is only freeing his soul trapped in the body. ”

呲呲......

Not again! There were flashes of light in my head, and I was dizzy. I found that my eyes had become the edge of the rooftop.

Is this the artist's point of view? But why link me to the painter's brainwaves?

He pulled back the blanket that covered it, and his calves and thighs had shrunk to skin. He stiffly supported his body with these two matchsticks and stepped out strongly........ This step.

He fell, and through his eyes, I could see the ant-like crowd below, and the flow around him didn't affect him much. The ground below was black, as if a huge black hole vortex had drawn him in, and he rushed into it without hesitation.

That altitude lasted only a few seconds, and the gray vision became even more blurry. The first thing the flesh fell into the abyss was his legs, and the two matchsticks suddenly broke and flew in front of him, and the moment his body completely touched the ground, he snorted, and a large mouthful of blood burst out of his mouth. This mouthful of blood spurted out, and his vision was no longer so blurry, but brightened. A large pool of blood spread out of his body, and he saw the colors in the pool of blood!

He let out a startled sigh, trying to reach the blood, and the gray-black to red liquid slowly flowed through one of his eyes. Countless moonlight was sprinkled on this pool of blood, emitting every bead of blood that was crystal and melted into the large lake, and the stars were like red stars.

He finally seemed to mutter, which only me, who shared his vision, could hear: "Is this my blood........ Excellent........ It's so pretty......... That's what I am....... The dream I pursued....... Pursue the color ...... Really......... Beautiful........."

To be continued........... (To be continued.) )