"What ......?"

Wang Feng tried to recall everything that happened in the realm of thinking, when the little black man held a black shadow in his left and right hands, but he didn't pay attention to it at that time and ignored this detail.

"It's a statue...... The guy took the statue as he left, along with his diary. ”

Van Gogh picked up the document and looked at it again: "So what should we do now?" ”

Wang Feng shook his head: "The reason why this incident happened on this ship must be related to this person." Why is he hiding here...... Are you afraid of something? Or did he know from the beginning that something was going to happen to the ship. ”

Van Gogh slowly looked up at Wang Feng, and Wang Feng also slowly looked up at Van Gogh, and the two said in unison: "It's for the sacrifice ......"

“cao…… I went into the misunderstanding that he was probably not trying to escape something, but to keep the people on the ship from finding out. Wang Feng smashed the bed, he didn't expect this step.

Van Gogh stood up and kept wandering in front of Wang Feng: "From the very beginning, there was a problem with this ship...... Why not let the people on board find out? It's because these people are all sacrifices, and the ritual he wants to do has to be carried out quietly......" Van Gogh was a little broken, he didn't expect that someone would really do such a crazy thing.

Wang Feng lowered his head: "That painting of yours depicts a ship, and the sailors are salvaging a corpse." ”

Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng: "You mean that the corpse is the owner of this room......"

"Right...... This guy is so cunning......"

Van Gogh still didn't understand: "What did he hold this ceremony for?" What do you get? ”

Wang Feng stood up and walked to the desk, and opened the documents on it.

"All these books he put are about Atlantis...... This is originally a lost continent, and according to legend, this continent is very mysterious......"

Van Gogh felt a little ridiculous: "It's just a legend, no one knows whether it's true or not." ”

Wang Feng turned his head to look at Van Gogh with a serious expression: "Just because I don't know if it's true or not, someone would do such a ridiculous thing...... Of all the things recorded by human beings, only legends are the most obscure and true, and no one may believe the true things, nor the false things, but the true and false things are the most convincing. ”

Wang Feng turned his head, and then flipped through the documents on the desk: "He is a scholar himself, and he has a madness beyond ordinary people in this regard...... He wanted to find out the truth, and when he got the statue, he thought Atlantis was the same as the book says. ”

"This must be a madman......"

"We are all crazy...... Wang Feng smiled and handed a document to Van Gogh: "I think it took him a lot of time to figure out the authenticity of this statue, and it took a lot of trouble to get the way to perform the ceremony." ”

Van Gogh took the document and looked at it: "This is ......"

"The Rite of Becoming a God ......" Wang Feng pointed to the contents of the document: "He must have been lurking for a long time and was fully prepared. When others were resting, he would sneak into the cabin to find food and come back to study. During the day everyone woke up, but he was sleeping, and when everyone had fallen asleep, he proceeded with his plan, and this glamorous scholar lived like a rat until one day he found that his plan could be carried out. ”

Van Gogh gasped: "So he happily threw the document into the sky, not knowing how to express his excitement." ”

"All that's left is to perform the ritual, record everything that is lost and write it down in his diary, and of course the statue is needed to perform the ritual." Wang Feng threw the document into the air, imitated the person's movements, grabbed two random things from the table, and ran towards the vent.

"But why did this guy stop all of a sudden?"

Van Gogh looked at Wang Feng and stopped, a little puzzled.

"Because he has an even more crazy idea...... Wang Feng dropped the things in his hand on the ground and slowly approached Van Gogh.

"Now he's become a madman, and all the things that were previously suppressed have been released." Wang Feng walked to the bedside.

"What are you doing?"

Van Gogh didn't understand.

Wang Feng took off the quilt on the bed, and then tore the mattress open with his teeth.

A foul smell hit my face instantly.

"A person's life is boring, so he goes to some girls from time to time to vent his desires, but when his desires are done, he is afraid that things will be exposed, so he kills those girls and hides them under this bed."

After the cloth on the mattress was torn off, a pile of stumps appeared in front of Van Gogh.

"It's disgusting...... Van Gogh only felt his stomach churning.

"Because he has been in this environment for a long time, he has become extreme, and it can be said that he has become a monster......" Wang Feng squatted down and looked at the pile of stumps: "He killed a lot of people, but only the victim's arm or part of it was left as a memorial, and the rest of the place was thrown into the sea by him." ”

Van Gogh covered his nose and took the cross off his neck and placed it in the hand of a stump.

"I never thought anyone would do something like that."

Wang Feng stood up and sneered: "When he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that he still had one thing to do, that is, to kill the girl he had just gotten, and after killing, he took the girl's corpse and carried out the ritual according to what was written in the notebook, and jumped into the sea naked, just as he thought, the crew of the ship salvaged him, and from that moment on, the nightmare began......"

"It's terrifying...... Beast! Why didn't anyone find out? Van Gogh felt a little incredible, if this guy had been on the ship for so long, why didn't anyone find out?

"Because he is extremely careful in what he does, he has no handle at all." Wang Feng walked to the desk: "The reason why he can stay on this ship for so long is because this ship is originally his...... Everything on this ship was made according to his design, including this room, of course. ”

Van Gogh heard this incomparably angry in his heart: "How many lives will this kind of stupid behavior kill?" ”

"As I said earlier, he was no longer human, at first he was a scholar, then he became a mad believer, then he became a bloodthirsty demon...... What is the difference between killing one person and killing a group of people, except that you kill more or less. Wang Feng snorted coldly: "Now it seems that his ritual has been successful......