Luan Yuan looked at the prosperous wealth rolling back and forth in front of her, and finally couldn't help but express the doubts in her heart:

"This tumbler...... I think I've seen ......."

Jiang Shuiyue immediately turned her head to look at Luan Kite, and Tang Juyi also stared.

"Yes, I've seen it...... I had it in my head, and it was very clear......"

Luan Kite's eyes were a little wandering, as if she was caught in a memory, but she soon showed a color of fear, and immediately broke free from the fluttering of this memory:

"I've seen it, but it's not in reality...... Like all those other things, it just appeared out of nowhere, for no reason......"

Before Jiang Shuiyue could react, Tang Juyi had already stood up, and at the same time looked at the door on the third floor, which had been closed:

"It's in a dream, isn't it? Exceptionally clear and unfamiliar dreams? Do you feel like you're thinking about a lot of things that don't belong in your mind? ”

Luan Kite was stunned for a moment, and looked at Tang Juyi with some surprise:

"Huh? How do you know so clearly? ”

Tang Juyi smiled and walked directly towards the stairs not far away:

"I see it."

Luan Kite was still confused, but when she saw that Tang Juyi was planning to go upstairs, she was also a little flustered, and hurriedly followed:

"See? Hey, wait a minute......"

Jiang Shuiyue glanced at Wangcai, who was still spinning next to her, very jealously, and slowly moved her steps to bypass it, and then quickly followed behind Tang Juyi.

Coming to the location on the third floor with a clear purpose, Tang Juyi was already standing in front of the locked door and looking at it, and Luan Yuan and Jiang Shuiyue behind him followed.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me what a place is in this room?"

Tang Juyi touched the doorknob, but did not break the door violently, but waited for Luan Kite's reply.

Luan Kite hesitated, but still told the truth:

"This is my usual studio, but it's very messy, full of things I've been painting indiscriminately during this time."

Tang Juyi thought for a while, and then patted the railing behind him without looking back, and said:

"Wangcai, come up."

In the next second, the shrunken white tumbler flew up directly from the first floor, as if it had fallen backwards for a while, and then suddenly slowed down, and finally landed firmly in Tang Juyi's hand.

Jiang Shuiyue still didn't dare to get too close to Wangcai, so she could only keep a distance of two meters.

"I need to go in and see so I know what's going on with you."

Tang Juyi threw away the wealth in his hand, turned his head and said to Luan Yuan.

Luan Kite was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly turned out the key from his body:

"No problem, I just have something I want to figure out...... It's been ten days......"

Soon, the door lock was opened, and Tang Juyi turned sideways and moved half a step, specially letting Luan Yuan open the door herself, and only entered it after she walked into the room first.

It is a small loft with a simple and natural environment, and the sunlight from the window is just in the early morning to noon, and it falls right on the canvas inside.

The floor is covered with a layer of wood, and the walls are decorated with fresh wallpaper, but the staggered paint barrels and brushes on the ground destroy the overall harmony, and the painting paper that almost covers the entire floor makes it even more messy.

Tang Juyi lowered his head and looked at the stacked painting papers under his feet, and he could clearly feel a familiar aura permeating these painting papers in his heart. It is said to be breath, but it is actually just a statement for ease of understanding, and its concept is more abstract.

This is the breath of dreams, with the kind of fog that is often found in dreams, intertwined with the dividing line between the real and the unreal, and coincides with the sunny dividing line that distinguishes darkness from light, as if making this room a separate realm between dream and reality.

At this point, the canvas in the center of the room is at the junction of dimness and light, and even it looks a little hazy.

Luan Kite looked at the canvas, and her eyes were also a little distracted:

"I started having those strange dreams a few days ago, and I saw a lot of things that I had never heard of...... Those dreams are much clearer than my previous dreams, and sometimes I can't even tell if I'm in a dream or in reality......"

She took a few steps forward, stepping on her drawing paper, but she didn't feel distressed:

"I want to draw all these things because I want to know what these dreams mean......"

Jiang Shuiyue wanted to ask, but was stopped by Tang Juyi.

Tang Juyi looked at Luan Kite calmly:

"On the ground, these are all dreams you painted?"

Luan Kite's footsteps stopped, and he also looked down at the ground, and hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Yes...... It's all ......."

Tang Juyi nodded, picked up a painting on the ground, the painting was an oval black object, but it was densely covered with small red dots, and around this black oval object, many irregular lines were drawn with yellow paint.

Jiang Shuiyue also saw this painting, but her face changed greatly:

"It can't be!"

Tang Juyi did not look up, but picked up the second painting, and said at the same time:

"If I'm not mistaken, this drawing must be a special target in your database, right? Don't be surprised, all the paintings on this ground are all those things - whether they exist in your database or not. ”

Jiang Shuiyue's heart was beating extremely violently:

"How can this be...... How would she know this...... Just the targets on these paintings that I have seen, there are already more than four targets that are at the top secret level, with her identity, how can she ......?"

Tang Juyi picked up another piece of drawing paper, but on it was a white tumbler, and on his head were eyes made of two black buttons.

"She didn't know about these things, and they weren't technically in her brain."

Jiang Shuiyue was puzzled when she heard this:

"Not in her mind? So how could she dream about it? How can it be drawn so clearly? ”

Tang Juyi kept looking at these painting papers, feeling the different dream atmospheres on them, and already had an accurate judgment in his heart:

"It's not her dream. To be precise, something else appeared in her dreams, something else that had intruded into her mind. ”

Finally, Tang Juyi stood up, walked to the canvas in the center of the room with a calm face, and reached out to touch it:

"I'm afraid that's why Xiao Huang deliberately designated her as a special target...... In Luan Kite's thoughts, there is another independent thought. And this independent mind...... Waking up. ”

Luan Yuan, who was standing on the side, didn't understand Tang Juyi's words, and opened his mouth to ask something, but when he looked up, he saw Tang Juyi's silver-white eyes, and he immediately lost consciousness and fell directly to the ground.

Tang Juyi walked in front of Luan Kite's body, sat on a pile of drawing papers, and put his hand on Luan Kite's hand at the same time:

"Jiang Shuiyue, please take care of my body."

"I'm going to go into her dreams and take a look."

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