Zhang Fu fell asleep, and Ember sat in his room, time flowing quietly, and everything seemed to stand still.

In the video, a corpse is carried out, it is a lady, dressed as a servant.

The lady's face was scratched, and a well-proportioned lotus flower was carved into it, her well-proportioned face was pale and her body was twisted, but it was just as surprisingly well-proportioned, as if to provoke the Golden Devil Kadaash.

Ember looked at the maid's corpse in the video and at himself in the mirror, at this time he was already wearing the costume that was not symmetrical at all, and his face was wearing a mask with incongruous patterns.

"I can't stand this ugliness."

Ember remembered his time in Ionia, when he was staying in a hotel in Mill Town, and his work was about to be staged. The maid of the hotel knocked on the door.

"Hello." The woman said outside the door.

Ember hurriedly removed his mask, as well as his slanted shoulder armor.

"Have you done everything you were told?" He said.

"Yes sir, it has been laid out as you commanded. There is a white lantern every other zhang and a red lantern every four zhang. ”

"Then I'll be able to get started." Ember said as she opened the door.

Tall, lanky Kadarash walked out of the room, holding an iron staff in his hand, a somewhat hunched back, his cloak that seemed to hide the deformity of his shoulders.

He walked to the window and gently tapped the ground with his iron rod, first three times, then a fourth.

Ember paused for a moment, looking at the woman's innocent face, with rounded silhouettes and symmetrical features.

It's a boring cliché drawing, and if you take it off, it must be terrible to make a mask!

"I got a bouquet of flowers for your room." The maid said, passing by him.

Later, the town's guards found the inn's body, and they all stumbled out of the inn, while the innkeeper laughed insanity at the door: "Haha, they saw it, they saw the bouquet of flowers!" ”

...

Ember remembered that it was an experience he had since he had been released from Sulem, a monastery prison in Ionia, where he had been the formidable Golden Gobir, the stage manager of a troupe in the province of Zhiyun.

But after he was rescued from Tuleng, he was nothing.

Ember was full of nostalgia for that time, and looking at himself in the mirror, he began to dance.

It was his first encounter with his spear [Whisper], a new weapon of the Kashuli Arsenal, with the proud name of the master smith engraved on it, this gun, he liked very much.

It is not known who the employer behind the scenes is, but Ember is given almost unlimited funds, and during his imprisonment in Saleng, he becomes familiar with all kinds of poetry, dance, and even cast iron techniques.

The stage is ready!

Ember is full of pride in herself...

Turmoil, he brought turmoil to Ionia, which was what his employers wanted to see, but it was not his intention, he just wanted to continue his art.

After that, Ember couldn't remember it.

But looking at the clumsy portrayal technique in the video, as well as the almost symmetrical creation, Ember seems to have seen a provocation to himself!

He wears a costume, a mask on his head, exaggerated body language is full of desire to express, and his tall and thin body is inhabited by an evil spirit that is about to come out.

In front of the mirror, Ember was dancing, and he said, "From me into the city of sorrow, from me into the suffering of eternal calamity, from me into the crowd from which there will be no return."

Justice pushes the exalted Creator.

And the divine inspiration, the highest wisdom and the art of the Source created me!

I am the Black Serpent, I am the Uncrowned God, I am the impermissible creation, I am... One and only beauty!

(Here is an interspersed line between the lines of the Death Omen Star and the content of Dante's Divine Comedy, which is used to express Ember's pride and affirmation of his own art and beauty, and is also a manifestation of the total denial of the content of the video 0.0...) Dante, I'm sorry~)

Ember began to laugh maniacally.

Zhang Fushen, who was sleeping, only felt that something was draining his soul.

Zhang Fushen felt a suffocation, and he woke up from his sleep, in which he shot three unarmed men with an expressionless face, and his mind began to corrupt and distort, like withered leaves in his mind. His figure looked distorted and unnatural, but it seemed so unhurried. The figure disappeared....... The butterflies in the night sky flew in, and they swooped down on the pile of ashes, and gradually lost sight of them, and the roses in the garden were blown by the wind—the mournful cry of the dead echoed in the air—Kada Ember !!!

He got up, pulled out a cigarette and lit it, and began to laugh involuntarily.

"What should I do...."

Zhang Fushen involuntarily spoke, which made him feel frightened.

Ember walked out of the secret door, and for a while Zhang Fushen only felt that he was living in a horror novel! And this irregular 'creature' in front of you is the ultimate in all horrors!

The two exchanged thoughts, and Ember helped Zhang Fushen say his next words: "How should you express loss of control in an elegant form?" ... No, you're not out of control, us! There is no loss of control. ”

......

The overnight investigation made Liu Jiayi a lot haggard, and the list of the hosts of the embers in his hands became thinner and thinner, symbolizing that the time for the murderer to be arrested was not far off.

All that needs to be done now is to lure the snake out of the hole, and hopefully the video on TV will confuse Ember and his host!

If not, Liu Jiayi, the [Adventist] chief, will be responsible!

Liu Jiayi looked at Zhang Fushen's resume information, as well as some of his recent consumption records...

There is nothing abnormal, maybe Zhang Fushen's anti-reconnaissance ability is too strong, after all, he has become the second captain of the police detective, if he doesn't have this means, it would be too stupid.

Liu Jiayi sent a message to Deng Yuqi, Yan Jing, Deng Dexiang and Tong Ling: "Always ready to close the net!" ”

...

Early in the morning, Li Xingru came to the classroom after six o'clock, her eyebrows lowered.

"Xingru, why have you been sullen lately? Is it that the game is not fun or that the happy water is not delicious? Tell me about it, don't always worry me. ”

"I'm fine." Li Xingru's expression was still cold.

After a long time, she said: "Haoxuan, can we not participate in the hero's affairs in the future?" I always feel that after the arrival of heroes, the world has changed, and I don't like it very much. ”

Hao Haoxuan said with relief: "Hey! That's it? Even if you don't say it, I won't get involved more, don't worry..."

Li Xingru said: "I mean, we should think about our future, right? I want to apply for the University of Aircraft Law and Law... What about you? ”

Hao Haoxuan said with a puzzled face: "I'll follow you, anyway, it's not too much of a problem for me to go to any school." ”

Li Xingru's mood was still low and said: "But in this way, will I be too wronged by you..."

Hao Haoxuan: "Don't you like this? ”

Li Xingru: "I don't like us at all, mainly because I don't like myself now, my parents don't allow me to apply for psychology, they say that if I study this major, they won't pay me tuition!" ...”

...

On Gui Street in the airplane market, in a bachelor apartment, Li Chonghao is making out with Caitlin in his arms...

Don Quixote knocked on the door and entered the room without asking what was going on, which doesn't seem to be a big deal in a beautiful country, as long as the host's door is not locked, you don't need to get into any room without prior permission.

But he didn't know that it wasn't that Li Chonghao didn't want to lock the door, but that the door lock was really difficult to close!

I wanted to study the facts of the case, but there was no need.

But researching, researching... Hey~

It wasn't until Li Chonghao made love that he regretted not closing the door, and when he wanted to close it, he was afraid of disturbing the interest, so he took a fluke...

Let Don Quixote stab him in the back...

"I don't understand, Lee... Why are you still living here? ”

Caitlyn stood up, calmly sat back on the couch, took a sip of tea, and said, "After all, we are Detective Mr. Holmes... Here's the information we want. ”