I raised my eyes to look at Lu Zenghan, and my voice was almost out of tune: "Are you telling the truth?" Don't you think it's ridiculous? ”

Lu Zenghan sighed: "At the beginning, I didn't want to wronged people. I found out that you sent the painting to Zhao Lichuan, because the domestic psychological analysis of painting is not authoritative enough, I specially asked American psychologists to analyze it, and they all agreed that this painting has the effect of aggravating depression, and the degree of aggravation is still very deep. If there is music of death, this painting is undoubtedly a painting of death. And Zhao Lichuan is already in the United States, even if he has done something, he has escaped safely, what can make him think of seeking death? I know him, his mental qualities are not ordinarily strong. ”

"Impossible, how can there be a death painting? You're so ridiculous, I've never heard of this kind of thing, how could "she" think of it? Impossible, impossible. I muttered and repeated, and my mind began to mechanical.

"No one wants it to be true more than I do, so that I can be unscrupulous with you, without scruples, without any baggage. Instead of being out of breath every time like before. I want to see you, but I'm afraid to see you, every time I see you, I come back and dream of his face, silently, just staring at me silently, silently punishing my forgetfulness. I'm also afraid of you, I'm afraid to see your pure eyes, I often think, how can such a pair of eyes that don't understand the world, as clean as spring water, have such a complex soul? I'm also afraid to see you help the police analyze the case, your professionalism and intelligence, let me appreciate and admire, I sometimes sigh, there are geniuses in any industry, talented people are incomparable to ordinary people, just like your painting psychoanalysis, it's really not something that can be done by studying psychology. But you are professional, and at the same time, you will use this profession to kill, so that the police are helpless. At that time, I was also going to split, and when I didn't see you, I couldn't help but think about you, and when I saw you, I couldn't help but blame myself. Lu Zenghan wiped his face in annoyance.

I looked down at my hands, trembling in disbelief. Can I draw? Will I also combine painting with psychology? Will I still kill people with art? Sky! Who am I? For the first time, I felt so strange, as strange as a ghost under this body. I collapsed to the ground, clasping my hands over my ears and yelling, "No! ”

Lu Zenghan squatted down and held my hand, the look in his eyes was painful and distressed: "Ke Qiao, you calm down first." ”

I couldn't calm down, my mind was already buzzing like a derailed train. There are so many incredibles, so many unbelievables, I feel like I've heard a fantasy story, but it seems to be the truth. The painting in front of me has been distorted in my eyes, the night sky is like a hideous black hole, almost swallowing me, I began to have tinnitus, Lu Zenghan seems to be still talking in my ear, I can't hear it at all. I fainted.

I don't know how long I dizzy this time, but I didn't have a dream. It was as if I was sleeping and waking up, but I saw that the sky was already bright. Was it the night? I looked at Lu Zenghan who was guarding the bedside, he shouldn't have slept all night, his eyes were full of bloodshot exhaustion. I had a terrible headache and rubbed my temples and asked, "Did I sleep for a long time?" ”

Lu Zenghan stroked my forehead and said softly, "Isn't it very uncomfortable?" Headache, right? ”

"Hmm." I responded, a little strange, "I slept all night, why do I have such a bad headache?" ”

Lu Zenghan looked at me and moved his lips, and when he wanted to say something, he took it back, but said softly: "Let's sleep for a while during the day to make up for sleep, I took a half-day leave to accompany you." ”

My heart warmed up, and I knew that his current leave was particularly difficult to ask, and it was the most difficult time. It's just that I also slept one night, what else can I make up for sleep? But looking at Lu Zenghan's gloomy expression, I was suddenly stunned: "Could it be that she came last night?" ”

Lu Zenghan looked at me, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

I hurriedly grabbed his arm: "What did she say?" Why did she suddenly reappear? ”

Lu Zenghan said in a deep voice: "As long as your illness does not improve for a day, she may appear at any time." And as you become more and more discordant with her, she will only appear more and more suddenly, and even like you said, she will have a tendency to encroach on your body and not want to return it. It's just that because you know the truth, there will be no situation where the three of us are talking now. ”

"What did she say?" I asked urgently.

Lu Zenghan thought about it, got up and took a voice recorder from the living room. I told him last time that if "she" comes back, she must record her words, Lu Zenghan is now doing anti-smuggling investigation, and the voice recorder must be readily available. This is a voice recorder that can be played out, Lu Zenghan turned on the switch, my hand clutched the quilt tightly, and before I started, I was already sweating profusely.

Lu Zenghan's voice was cold: "You're here." ”

"Her" voice is the first time I heard it in a lucid state, a little deliberately imitating my sister's crispness, but after all, it is my timbre, which is relatively soft: "What? Scared to see me? ”

"What am I afraid of? Now that the truth has been exposed, you and Ke Qiao are two different people, I don't have to worry about hurting you or hurting Ke Qiao, I'm relaxed, and I have nothing to fear. Lu Zenghan said coldly.

Then I heard a slight noise in the recorder, as if it was the movement of two people, and Lu Zenghan's low roar: "Don't be too presumptuous, I'm not the one you can fight if you want." It sounded as if "she" wanted to hit Lu Zenghan, but was caught by him. With Lu Zenghan's skills, if he doesn't want to be beaten, he will never be able to stand it.

"Her" voice was a little angry: "Don't pretend here." I just want to teach you a vile lesson for Ke Qiao, you obviously want to kill Ke Qiao, and you still want to pretend to be a love saint and force the two of us to kill each other, now Ke Qiao doesn't believe me anymore, she even wants to get rid of me! It's all your doing! ”

Lu Zenghan's voice was low and calm: "The person I want to kill is you, not Ke Qiao, you don't confuse yourself with Ke Qiao." Do you think you're alone with her when you put on the coat of Cojo? She is professional, sensible, and kind, and you are a despicable villain, pretending to be Ke Yi, in the name of caring for Ke Qiao, in fact, you want to vent your violent heart. ”

"In the name of caring about Ke Qiao? Lu Zenghan, do you speak without conscience? "Her" was almost hoarse, "No one cares more about Kejo than I do, no one wants her to be well off the ground more than I do." Only my love for her is not mixed with a trace of utilitarianism or a trace of selfishness. I can give everything I have and just ask her to be good. You know what! You know what! ”

"You're good for her?" Lu Zenghan sneered, "Do you know Ke Qiao? Do you know what's good for her? You killed Zhao Lichuan, but it was Ke Qiao's hand that was stained with blood, you hid in this shell and enjoyed the results, you are not afraid that the police will find her head, she will not only lose her job, future, and may even lose her life, this is your good for her? ”

"No, it won't! I'm so clever that the police won't find out! "She" immediately retorted.

"You pretend to be smart, you can't hold your breath, and the news that you ran to kill Han Yingying's murderous gloves was actually someone else's plan to invite you into the urn, and blamed Ke Qiao, but Ke Qiao was interrogated by the police and was shocked, and she died of pain, is this for her good? It's not you, it's hurting, are you? If you were really good to her, you would have run out to hurt her at that time, didn't you hide and dare not come out? Lu Zenghan raised his voice, "You are always self-righteous, doing this and that for her, do you know that Ke Qiao wants to do this?" ”

"How could she not want to? My consciousness is her subconscious, and if she doesn't have thoughts, I won't have them. I just overcame her timidity and cowardice, and I did what she didn't dare to do. What I want to do is what she subconsciously wants to do. "She" replied very confidently, "Let's just say Zhao Lichuan, that person sneakily went to Ke Qiao to do some psychological treatment, but the drunkard didn't mean to drink, he didn't go to treat at all, he went to get close to Ke Qiao." ”

Speaking of Zhao Lichuan, Lu Zenghan's voice was obviously lowered: "He knows that Ke Yi is Ke Qiao's sister, out of affection for Ke Yi, what's wrong with going to see Ke Qiao?" ”

"Love? Fart! "She" became a little excited again, "He's a cold-blooded, ruthless, cold-hearted villain, what bullshit can he have?" There are things Joe forgot, but I haven't. I remember clearly that Ke Yi called Ke Qiao before she died, and told her that she loved the wrong person, and the man she loved so much was going to send her to another man's bed. Not long after that, Ke Yi died. When Keqiao returned, the body had already been buried, saying that she had committed suicide. Hehe, even if he commits suicide, he can't get rid of that man. If he made Keyi commit suicide, why can't I let him commit suicide? ”

"You're murder." Lu Zenghan interjected, but his voice was a little weak.

"Murder and suicide, how do you define it? The gun was in his hand, the gun he was holding himself, and he pulled the trigger. My paintings don't jump up and kill. If I give him a painting, his suicide will be attributed to me, so Ke Yi's death, or because of him, isn't he also the murderer of Ke Yi? "She" thinks very clearly.

Lu Zenghan was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Impossible, impossible." He loves Coyi very much, and he won't do that. ”

"Really?" "She" said coldly, "My memory is Ke Qiao's memory, but Qiao forgot, I remember it very clearly, Ke Yi is very happy every time she calls Ke Qiao, when she talks about that man, although she doesn't say his name, but her tone, the examples she tells, all show that she loves that man and loves him crazy." ”