What is so special about this painting?

Obviously, it is a freehand style of painting, flipping vertically and horizontally, smearing and smudging, and the brushstrokes and textures are rich in strong Chinese painting colors, paying attention to meaning rather than form. But in the haze, the painted object is unusually clear.

Light gray tone, dark gray outlines the streets and shops, a few black strokes draw pedestrians on the side of the road, a blue-black truck, with light brown dust behind it, the truck is about to come out from far and near, parked at the intersection, and next to the car stood a few people who were eager to catch the car, obviously, a man and a woman and a boy and a girl. The road ahead stretches and stretches and stretches...... Stretch to the end of the endless. Looking up at the sky, it was as if a paint bucket had been knocked over, and the black flowed from the sky to the top of the mountain in the distance. On the bare hills nearby, only one tree grew crookedly, and there seemed to be a few things hanging under the canopy, dotted with the color of earthy yellow earth...... It seems to be hanging with a few people......

Ran Xiaoke stared at the oil painting for a moment......

Isn't this the scene of He Yuan's adoptive mother and sister at the former petrochemical plant 20 years ago?

Needless to say, there is only one author, and that is He Yuan in front of him.

One can imagine how deeply ingrained and unforgettable this picture is in his mind. His life changed radically......

The painting is a portrayal of reality. What hung from the crooked-necked tree on that bare hill?

Is it human?

Ran Xiaoke thought to himself, that's impossible, even if the original petrochemical plant is now depleted, there are still people living there, and there are people hanging on the only tree on the bare mountain, I am afraid that such a thing has long been news, it is impossible that I have never heard of it.

What would that be?

Ran Xiaoke moved his gaze to He Yuanyuan, who was lying on the sofa, and the collapse of his body made him lose the sharpness and arrogance he had just now, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

"What's that?" Ran Xiaoke pointed to the things hanging on the tree in the oil painting and asked He Yuanyuan.

"That's my imagination," He Yuan prostration, "or all my dreams, I'm glad that my dreams have basically come true, except for your father, but he will also be punished as he deserves."

"Hanging on are the organs you took from them?" Ran Xiaoke understood.

"Maybe it's the fruit that grows on the trees, and in the winter, don't some trees still have autumn fruits hanging on them?" He Yuanyuan's words are incomprehensible, and they seem to have some meaning. "Even if it is, so what, once when I was passing by the factory, I saw something hanging on a tree, and I drew it"

"It's okay, let's not talk about the case of the truck driver and Lao Du, what do you say about the case of your kidnapping of Zhang Meng? We extracted human tissue from her fingernails, of course, we haven't had a chance to compare it with your DNA, and we don't know whose it is, but I'm sure there will be surprises", Ran Xiaoke changed the topic, went straight to the topic, and threw the topic to He Yuanyuan.

He Yuan became more and more prostration, and his breathing became more rapid.

Zhao Yixin was a little panicked, he was afraid that there would be some accident in He Yuan's body, and if he died, he would be in trouble, just the three of them, all kinds of stories could be made up by the media, and it was really impossible to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

Ran Xiaoke also realized that He Yuanyuan's body was abnormal, and immediately said to Zhao Yixin, notify 120.