Chapter 142: The Art of Human Blood

Everyone was a little surprised, but they didn't expect Tang Tao to come up alone at this time.

Yue Yang sniffed his nose and immediately leaned in.

"Oh Mom, I seem to smell the smell of pork knuckles in sauce, brother, you know me too well." Yue Yang stretched out his hand and took the takeaway.

Sophie's heart was completely on the case, and she hurriedly asked, "What did you mean by what you just said?" Why is it impossible? ”

"Because Lin Que and they are all aesthetes, Zhang Li should remember the destroyed statue, it was destroyed with just a little flaw, Lin Que was scheming to cover up the fact that they had stolen the corpse, they tried their best to get Bai Feifei's corpse, if it was to destroy the corpse, they wouldn't do it at all, what they needed was a complete corpse, then the chainsaw was undoubtedly the best choice, a frozen corpse was much better in terms of plasticity and cutting integrity than a non-frozen corpse, It should be like this, they killed Bai Feifei in the kitchen and transported her to another place for refrigeration, and it is possible that they disposed of the body. ”

Tang Tao frowned, holding his chin, his eyes flashed with wisdom, and everyone who was familiar with him at this time knew that he must have thought of something crucial.

"I see! I finally understood why Lin Que didn't run away. Tang Tao smiled excitedly, "We've all made a mistake, do you see if there is anything to eat in this kitchen?" ”

Everyone turned around, and sure enough, the place was empty and there was really nothing to eat, and a layer of dust had fallen from the iron pot on the wall, which showed that no one had fired here for a long time.

"You mean to say that Lin Que just came back?" Sophie understood what Tang Tao meant.

"That's right, he just came back, the broken hand was posted on the Internet, almost everyone in Qingzhou knows, that hand was originally frozen somewhere, there should be pigeon blood in this place, no, this hand is simply soaked in pigeon blood, the golden eagle accidentally took this hand away when foraging for food, the golden eagle was frightened by the square dance in the process of flying back and lost the severed hand, which led to the incident, after the incident, Lin Que realized that the police would find his body sooner or later, So he hurried back and arranged all the things we saw, they hid Bai Feifei's corpse, so it became very easy to make the meat scraps on the chainsaw, in fact, we ignored a lot of details, the meat scraps on the chainsaw have not yet rotted, which shows that the dismemberment time will never exceed two days, in order to conceal the truth of the theft of the corpse, Lin Que found some of the corpses and concocted the illusion of molten iron casting and destroying the corpse, because he was in a hurry to come back, so he didn't even have time to buy the food. ”

"What about blood? We detected blood stains on the walls, and it was all Bai Feifei's blood, as you said, where did Bai Feifei's blood come from? There was a lot of blood on the walls and on the iron hooks. Sophie asked again.

"yes, how do you explain that? Although those bloodstains have been processed, they are indeed real, since Bai Feifei has been dead for half a month, the bloodstains can't be kept until now, right? Zhang Li was also very skeptical of Tang Tao's inference.

"Can't you?"

Tang Tao looked at everyone, and the answer to his question was obvious.

Of course!

As far as the current preservation technology is concerned, not to mention half a month, even if it is a few months, there is no problem.

"Impossible, why did they keep Bai Feifei's blood of you, could it be that they thought of this step from the beginning?" Sophie asked.

"Of course they didn't think of this step, Caicai said that Bai Feifei once bought needles and band-aids, these things should be used to draw blood, every once in a while Bai Feifei will have a state of malaise similar to the arrival of a great aunt, I am a typical fatigue state after excessive blood drawing."

Zhang Zhang asked again: "Why did she draw blood?" ”

"Extreme art, also known as death art, dark art, most of the themes of these arts are related to death, and the creation of materials beyond moral and legal restrictions, such as the use of human skeletons and corpses for creation, because they are not recognized by the public, so these people are very cautious, they claim to be real artists are actually a group of crazy people, Bai Feifei has been concerned about this kind of people for a long time, and has fallen into it, I think she drew blood to provide someone to paint."

Human blood painting?

Tension couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and said: "The use of human blood mixed ink painting and writing as early as the Eastern Jin Dynasty, some people think that the work painted by adding human blood to the paint has a real soul, although the use of human blood to paint is despised by people, but as long as there is no problem with the source of human blood, this is not illegal, we found pigeon blood at the scene of the discovery of the severed hand, it seems that there are really people using blood to create, Bai Feifei willingly drew blood for this person, it seems that their relationship is very good, Could this person be the one you said was hiding behind the scenes? ”

"It's not him!"

Sophie and Tang Tao shouted out almost at the same time.

"It can't be him, he's a foundry, not a painter, and we don't find anything here that has anything to do with painting." Sophie said.

"If it weren't for him, then there would only be Lin Que, but isn't Lin Que short-sighted? He can't even see the photos clearly, how did he create it? Yue Yang asked.

The corners of Tang Tao's mouth rose slightly and snorted proudly, and said: "It's not him, I have already said before, Lin Que only arrived here in a hurry recently, so he didn't have time to buy vegetables, so how did he solve it for three meals a day?" It takes at least half an hour to get to the nearest hotel here, and just now I asked the waiter when I was packing supper at the bottom of the mountain, and they said that this place is not in their delivery range, which means that if you want to eat, you either have to solve it yourself, or you have to go down the mountain, but have any of you ever seen Lin Que's car? ”

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads, if there was any means of transportation, they would have found it long ago.

"No, right? Let's go back to Lin Que's short-sightedness, I can't even see the photo clearly, what's the difference between this and being blind? I think he usually wears glasses, the reason why he didn't wear them this time is very likely to have accidentally fallen somewhere, maybe it fell on his place to eat, this person lives by Daming Lake, he and Lin Que are good friends, and at the same time he is also the artist who uses blood to paint, Lin Que admires this person's level very much, I think you should already know who he is, right? ”