"Then you'd better think quickly." The gun in Tan Enming's hand slammed lightly on the table, "I can't wait that long for this gun in my hand." ”

Lu Zenghan hooked his lips and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this gun is the one that killed Han Yingying, right?" American Colt, the latest model, there are few in China. Smuggled in, right? "No wonder Yingying's case was no longer investigated after the ballistic trajectory analysis. My fists clenched.

"Well-informed?" Tan Enming said in a dark voice, "If you are not honest, I can still let you taste it." He glanced at me and said, "Have you figured it out?" ”

I'm trying to calm myself down, what should I do? Tell him the password? Will he let us go? I do not know. Tan Enming's current situation is definitely impossible to be safe and sound in Nancheng, even if he is not the biggest fish, but the evidence in Lu Zenghan's hands at present is impossible for him to escape. His next step should be to flee the country, so why didn't he go? Why are you stuck with us?

On the surface, his behavior today seems to be using me to blackmail Lu Zenghan, but now he is changing hands to use Lu Zenghan to blackmail me, maybe that password is what he wants. It's all to blame for not controlling my emotions last time, letting "her" come out, and revealing the fact that I knew the password. That password must be very important, tell him, maybe even more unsurvivable.

I glanced at Lu Zenghan, he could give me even a little hint. Lu Zenghan shook his head at me slightly, and gave me a firm and indifferent expression. Meaning back-up? I don't know, I guessed right.

I took a long breath and said to Tan Enming: "You know, I'm sick, I have a split personality, and it's my sub-personality who knows the password, not me." I'm going to induce my sub-personality to come out and reminisce. ”

Tan Enming looked at me like a joke and said, "It seems that I'm going to open my eyes, how do you get it?" ”

"Give me a pen and I'll draw to hypnotize myself." I said lightly.

Tan Enming glanced at his subordinates, and someone handed me a pen and a few pieces of paper, and I slowly drew on the paper with the pen. Lu Zenghan said that everything is a double-edged sword, art therapy, can cure people, can kill people. I don't want to kill anyone, but I want to see if art therapy can provoke this pervert in front of me and make him deranged.

Mandala painting therapy is an effective way to treat psychological problems, which can optimize emotions, integrate personality, and use mandala patterns to render different colors, so that emotions can be relieved, released or integrated.

However, I only have a pen in front of me, and I can only draw a monotonous mandala shape, and there will be no color effect to optimize the mood, but because the monochrome pen can use different shades of effect, plus shadows, just like a sketch, and then assist the spiral curve pattern, it will produce a dizzy and nauseous effect. Moreover, the shape of the flower of the mandala itself is a good "synaesthesia" material for stimulating a person who hates fragrance.

Synaesthesia, a rhetorical device learned in language, uses one sense to feel the role of another sense. For example, when practicing yoga, you will feel as if there is a refreshing wind blowing along with soft music, which is to use the sensations brought by hearing to stimulate the change of touch. I haven't done this directly in art therapy, and today I want to try it. It's adventurous though.

I drew the shape of the mandala flower very large and clearly outlined, and cast shadows to highlight the three-dimensional effect of the flower. Although I haven't touched a paintbrush for many years, my skills as a child are still there, and my level of sketching has not dropped much except for curves.

I spent a quarter of an hour painting the appearance of the mandala, and I deliberately painted it very slowly, so that Tan Enming's anxiety was slowly stretched by time and more easily detonated.

Sure enough, I haven't finished painting yet, Tan Enming's face is already ugly, and I want to ask something, probably because I am afraid of disturbing me to enter a hypnotic state, so I can't bear it. But judging from his reddening face and the bruised muscles on his forehead, he was trying his best to stretch himself, but his inner emotions had begun to burn.

The first step went well, and I started to mix spiral curves in the middle of the mandala, which can be good for hypnosis and disturb the mind. I hid the curves in the leaves of the mandala flowers, in the petals, not obviously. Combined with a little perspective technique, the whole picture is scattered from the middle point. Although I have an ordinary pencil in my hand, I can also use the technique of oil painting, and I can't see the effect from a close distance, but as long as I am a little away, it will make the three-dimensional stand out.

The distance between me and Tan Enming is about one and a half meters, and I design the size, curvature, and shape of the curve according to our distance, so that in his position, it is just the best visual effect, and he can see the pattern that he is most upset and obsessed with.

I took advantage of the process of drawing curves to sneak a glance at Tan Enming, and his gaze gradually became a little blurry from the initial violence and impatience.

I saw that the time was almost right, and I stopped the pen in my hand. looked at Tan Enming quietly. Tan Enming asked me, "Who are you now?" ”

I deliberately said in a very cold tone, "Who do you guess I am?" I haven't seen you for a few days, and Tan Ju doesn't even know who I am, and you still want to set a password with me? "My voice startled even me, it turned out that it was easy for me to imitate my sister, even in my conscious state.

Tan Enming was really out of his mind, I mentioned the password, he was not interested, just looked at my painting in a daze: "What are you drawing?" ”

"Don't you know?" My voice was still cold, "It's called a mandala, and it's a poisonous flower." Its flowers are very gorgeous, blooming in large patches, very vulgar, and like cup noodles. But it can extract the essence and make it into a perfume, and that smell -- "I deliberately took a deep breath," it was really choking and choking. "I haven't seen a real mandala, and I don't know if it can extract spices, what I want to do is to use extremely exaggerated language to stimulate Tan Enming's senses. His mind was hit by one piece after another of strong colors, and finally he had the illusion of smell.

Tan Enming's face obviously began to distort, and I continued to say in a weird tone of yin and yang: "Women like this smell, wearing bright red dresses, applying this perfume to their bare necks and ankles, wherever they go, it will cause a lot of men to go crazy, they will swarm and pounce, trying to occupy this woman, embedding the smell of her body in their own bodies, that kind of mandala psychedelic conspicuousness, will burn like fire on the bodies of men and women——"

Before I finished my words, Tan Enming suddenly roared: "Enough!" Saying that, the gun in his hand left Lu Zenghan and pointed directly at me, "Cheap woman!" In this world, it is because of you cheap women that it is so messy, men don't care about their families, they don't care about shame, and they crawl on you sluts like crazy. What perfume, what smell, it's all the smell of estrus! ”

Tan Enming's emotions suddenly laughed out loud as if he was out of control, the hand holding the gun began to tremble slightly, Lu Zenghan saw the right time, suddenly flew to the ground, and folded Tan Enming's arm back with a punch, almost in the blink of an eye, Lu Zenghan had already grabbed Tan Enming's gun into his hand and put it against Tan Enming's head: "I think you still think about what you smell, the smell of copper is still perverted." ”

Tan Enming didn't seem to have recovered from that half-crazy state, and he still rushed at me: "You bitch, like your sister, is not a good thing." As he spoke, he laughed again, "With you bitches in this world, we men can win." Zhao Lichuan just fascinated your sister, what happened in the end, her life is gone, right? ”

"Zhao Lichuan's death, do you also have a share?" I keenly captured his words.

"Hahaha." Tan Enming laughed wildly, and then said in a low voice, "That's thanks to your sister." At the beginning, I asked her to tell Zhao Lichuan's hiding place in the United States, but she refused to say, and I asked her to call Zhao Lichuan to trick him into coming back, but she also refused. If I don't cooperate with anything, I can only kill her. But the hard work paid off, I found Zhao Lichuan's phone number in the United States, I just called him to tell him that Xin Keyi was dead, and in order to protect him, I drowned in the water. As a result, he committed suicide that night. Hahaha. ”

Tan Enming's wild laughter was stopped by Lu Zenghan's violent beating, I never knew he could be so violent, pulling Tan Enming with one hand, and slamming Tan Enming's chest and face with the other hand, I could almost hear the sound of bones cracking, Tan Enming's men were surrounded by him, but he was at a loss for a while, and he didn't know where to start. It's just that Lu Zenghan is very skilled in beating people, always using Tan Enming to protect his body, and walking to the corner of the wall, so that people can't interfere if they want to save it.

Suddenly, a slightly excited man came up to me in a few steps, trying to hold me hostage, but just as he was about to walk in front of me, he suddenly fell to the ground. I was stunned for a moment, he was shot in the body, and in the direction of the cracked glass, Mei Zijun led a team of people outside to hit the target. At that moment, my heart was completely let go, no wonder Lu Zenghan was not in a hurry, it turned out that he really had backup.

I looked at Tan Enming again, and he had already been beaten by Lu Zenghan and his face was covered with blood, and he leaned weakly against the corner. Lu Zenghan escorted him out, and although the rest of the people were all holding guns in their hands, they captured the thief and captured the king first, and there was no rules, so they had to follow along.

When I walked out of this house, I realized that this was a very inconspicuous hidden room, and people usually can't find anything inside at all. Lu Zenghan came out and handed Tan Enming to Mei Zijun: "Hurry up and escort it to the boat, Lao Tzu's arms are about to be discounted." ”

My eyes were a little red, and I didn't know whether to be excited or distressed. It's finally safe. Later, many policemen came up one after another, arrested Tan Enming's subordinates, and walked towards the beach.