"The painting I painted, you can think of it as a bridge between two worlds, that monster no one can see, and I took a lot of trouble to seal it in the painting." Van Gogh had a look of fear on his face, presumably how helpless he was when dealing with the monster.

"You said you sealed it in the painting, but I saw the worm come out!" Wang Feng felt that something was wrong, if it was really as Van Gogh said, then how could the insect he saw come out of the painting? Could it be that someone broke the seal?

"The painting was supposed to be in my house, but one day a group of men in yellow robes snatched it away, and it took me a long time to lock them up in Arkham. But it's already too late. Van Gogh looked lost.

If I had guarded the painting, I might not have become like this now. He blamed himself for all this.

Wang Feng patted Van Gogh on the shoulder: "It's not your fault, if you want to blame, blame those who snatched the painting." ”

Van Gogh looked at his hands and shook his head, revealing a wry smile.

"I've settled here since then, looking for clues about those guys, but it's like looking for a needle in a haystack...... Coupled with the fact that London's East End was already in a mess, the variety of people made it more difficult for me to investigate. More and more people turned into monsters, but the outside world didn't notice it, and I had no way to escape, so I could only stay in this sewer. ”

Van Gogh took out a piece of paper and handed it to Wang Feng: "This is written by those guys, but I don't know the words on it." ”

Wang Feng looked at the words on the paper and showed a surprised expression, he didn't expect that he could understand it.

"Can you read it?" Van Gogh was also very surprised when he saw Wang Feng's expression.

Wang Feng shook his head, so far he didn't know whether this Van Gogh was friend or foe, and he couldn't tell the other party everything about himself by relying on one-sided words.

"No, I don't understand at all, what is written? I just feel that this word is so ugly! ”

"I look at your expression, I think you can understand ......" Van Gogh pointed to his head: "The people who turned into monsters above are all because of that bug...... I have read a lot of ancient books on mythology, and although I have found some descriptions, they are not comprehensive, except that they call this bug Migo. ”

"Van Gogh certainly didn't know who the person who robbed him of his painting was? But then again, are those the real murderers? ”

Wang Feng glanced at Van Gogh: "But to be honest, the paintings you painted are really beautiful." ”

Van Gogh looked at him with a slight smile: "This ability has caused me a lot of trouble, but it has also given me a lot of benefits, because I can see things that others can't see, so I have a particularly good grasp of color." He paused, his voice a little choked: "It's the first time someone has said that my paintings are beautiful......"

Wang Feng looked at Van Gogh and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if something was blocked there.

"Actually, there is no need to be uncomfortable, if it is only once or twice, maybe you can't accept it, but you are used to it. Man is inherently a habitual animal. Van Gogh took a deep breath and waved his arms: "Come on!" Send these monsters back no matter what. ”

"So what should I do now? Do you mean to be trapped here all the time? ”

Wang Feng has not forgotten the purpose of his coming here, it is to investigate the murder, this is his main task, and the top priority is to find a way to escape.

Van Gogh glanced at the watch in his hand and snapped his fingers: "You don't have to worry about this at all, because when it is dawn, Arkham will return to normal, and there is still an hour before dawn." ”

"That's what it is, Arkham will return to his original form during the day, but will become what he is at night. I'll have to find Holmes and tell him all about it. ”

But here's the problem, he had a quarrel with Sherlock Holmes before, and the two of them were separated from the sewer so big that it was not easy to find someone.

"What are you thinking?" Van Gogh saw that Wang Feng's expression was a little wrong, and he was upset by something.

"My friend and I had a fight before, and now we're separated, and I don't know where he is...... There is still an hour before dawn, and I must find him in this hour, but the scope of this sewer is unusually large like a labyrinth......" Wang Feng told Van Gogh about his troubles.

Van Gogh scratched his head: "It's really not an easy thing to do, although I live here now, I will still get lost." ”

Wang Feng sighed, feeling a little annoyed in his heart, if he hadn't quarreled with Sherlock Holmes, maybe he wouldn't be worried about this matter now.

But fortunately, there was an unexpected gain, not to mention meeting Van Gogh, but also knowing the reason why Arkham became like this.

"I don't have any friends, but it's not right to quarrel with friends." Van Gogh hesitated, but decided to speak up.

Wang Feng didn't want to listen to Van Gogh's advice at all, he also knew this truth, but he didn't do anything wrong, if he didn't escape into the sewer at that time, then he and Sherlock Holmes would both die.

"That's a long story!" Wang Feng felt a little embarrassed: "I don't know how to tell you. ”

"Since you don't know what to say? Then don't talk about it. There are some things that are not meant to be said. Maybe that friend of yours is waiting for you where you're arguing? After all, you can't trust what you say when you're angry......"

Van Gogh didn't have many friends in the first place, so he knew the importance of friends. Of course, it's normal for friends to quarrel with each other.

"How could that guy possibly wait for me?"

Where will Holmes stay and wait for himself? Wang Feng felt impossible.

Van Gogh stopped and pointed to Wang Feng in front of him: "I can only send you here, it should be through that manhole cover." ”

Wang Feng nodded and thanked him.

"It's dawn in ten minutes, go back quickly, and if there's anything to find me, call my name in the sewers, I can hear it." Van Gogh said goodbye to Wang Feng and then walked in the opposite direction.

Wang Feng also walked straight to the entrance at the beginning.

Holmes coughed and walked out of the hole on the side: "You guy, you really left me here alone." ”

Wang Feng was taken aback by him and almost died on the spot.

"Can you not be so suspicious? It's terrifying! ”

Holmes snorted coldly, "Then do you know how long I've been waiting here?" ”

Wang Feng shook his head and asked, "How do I know?" ”