Before I came here, I heard from the owner of the magazine that this brother was playing performance art, but I would never have thought that this so-called performance art is not wearing clothes!

The guy with the nose ring hurriedly explained with a smile: "Brother Trance's theme today is full nude tattoos, and all the people who enter this room, whether they are guests, tattoo artists or accompanying people, are all naked. ”

"That's right. Today's topic is 'Primal Temptation', how about it? Why don't you give it a try? A man with sleek pigtails and a Pirate of the Caribbean mustache turned to me and asked.

I subconsciously glanced at the Nine Princesses. He smiled wickedly as if he couldn't help himself.

Fortunately, the ninth princess didn't notice my expression, she didn't even look at me, and walked directly to the studio and asked the mustache: "You are Brother Trance?" ”

"Brother doesn't dare to be called this title, my name is Zhang Trance, just call me by my name." The mustache speaks frankly, as if it doesn't matter to him whether he wears clothes or not, and maybe people like him who engage in art are more open.

He wasn't the only one who could let go, there were two young people in the room. The woman lay on the bed and covered her body with a towel, and her entire back was covered with colorful patterns; The man next to her should be her boyfriend. He stood there completely naked, not uncomfortable with outsiders coming in. Instead, he looked at the Nine Princesses and the mustache with great interest.

"Building 13 Nanjiang Road, do you know you've been to this place?" The ninth princess asked.

"I haven't heard of it." Zhang shook his head and said.

"What about this, have you seen it?" The ninth princess took out her mobile phone, and then found the black cat graffiti photo she took in front of Sun Ze's house.

Zhang Jing glanced at the photo on his phone, then raised his eyebrows and said, "This is very similar to my style, but it is definitely not painted by me, let me show you this." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Jing turned around and walked behind a screen in the studio, and after a while, he took out two albums from it.

He came over and said, "These paintings can be said to have my own characteristics, I call them seductive red, you can understand when you look at them." ”

The Ninth Princess and I took a picture album and looked at the paintings in it one by one.

I'm not very good at art or anything, and I can't see how the artistic conception of painting is embodied, but from a logical point of view, I can understand what he wants to convey to us.

The name of the seductive red, which is very evident in his paintings. The main color of these paintings is all black, but there is always a dot of red in the picture, and this red is blood. Some are the sun, some may be a lot of red flowers, in short, a little bit of red stands out in the dark, and most importantly, none of these paintings are the same as each other.

In the album I had I found the original picture of the tattoo on the owner of the magazine, which was a lying panther holding down a fawn and dripping a drop of blood from its teeth.

After reading the whole album, this is the one about felines, and what he wants to say is probably that if there is a leopard, there will be no cats, and if it is the painting he paints, it will definitely draw a leopard and not a cat.

So could it be that he deliberately drew a cat to excuse himself?

No!

If he didn't want people to find him, he could have painted nothing at all, or simply painted a completely different style from his own.

So this blood kitten should not have been painted by him, and he was not lying.

I closed the album, looked at the Ninth Princess, and said, "I don't think he's lying." ”

The Ninth Princess also nodded at me, and then asked while handing the album back to Zhang Tuo, "Then do you know anyone who likes to imitate your painting style, or who do you think it will be painted by?" ”

"I can't say this, many people will learn from my paintings, there are a lot of fans on my personal forum who upload their works, I'm very busy, not every work will be read, you can go up there and look for it, maybe you can find the cat." After speaking, Zhang Trance found a pen and paper and wrote down the URL of his personal website.

While handing the note with the URL written on it to the Ninth Princess, Zhang Trance was also curious: "Can I ask why you are looking for the person who drew this cat?" What time is Nanjiang Road? What happened to that? ”

"Do you know someone named Sun Ze?" The ninth princess did not answer Zhang Zhen, but asked at her own pace.

"Sun Ze?" Zhang Trance repeated the name, then shook his head.

"Have you seen this person?" As she spoke, the Ninth Princess took out another photo, and the man on it was Sun Ze, who had been killed.

Zhang Trance glanced at the photo, still shook his head, and then he beckoned the guy with the nose ring to come over and take a look at the photo, and asked him if he had seen Sun Ze, and the guy with the nose ring also shook his head and said that he had not seen this person.

"Hmm." The Ninth Princess nodded as she spoke, then took a business card and handed it to Zhang Trance and said, "If you think of anything related to that cat, call me." ”

"No problem, I'll tell you when I think of it." Zhang Jing nodded respectfully and said.

The ninth princess didn't say anything more, but her gaze finally swept towards Zhang Jing's lower body at this time, and then looked at the smooth man next to her, the corners of her mouth curled down with disdain, shook her head meaningfully, and then turned her head and walked out the door without saying anything.

The two men who were calm just now were suddenly not calm, but the tattooed woman lying on the bed was amused, and she looked at the back of the ninth princess, and her eyes were obviously different - the nickname of the ninth princess bending person was really not in vain!

After coming out of the tattoo parlor, I asked Shuai Jiu what his plans were next.

She replied that she would go back to the bureau to check the website address given to her, and also follow up on the situation on the loan company's side.

I saw that she had already planned it, so I didn't plan to bother too much, so I copied down Zhang Jian's website and said goodbye to the ninth princess, and then went back to their respective base camps.

For the whole afternoon and evening, I was looking at the computer, and there were indeed quite a few fans on Zhang's personal website, and these people also uploaded their respective works, but 90 of their works were tattooed on their bodies, and the remaining 10 were all stickers, and there were no graffiti paintings at all.

But this doesn't mean that my time is completely wasted.,There's a special section of Charm Red on his website.,It doesn't provide the function of uploading fan works.,Just show Zhang Tao's personal paintings.,Fans can leave a comment below the painting.。

I found the painting of the Black Panther on the Blood, and looked at the comments below, and one of them caught my eye right away: Blood is indeed tempting, and the world needs to be cleansed, thoroughly cleansed by blood!

It's not just the content of the message that cares about me, but also the ID of the person who left it.

Guides of Death!

To completely cleanse the world is the mantra of the death assistant, if it is simply to clean the world, it may be a coincidence, but id is actually called the guide of death, what is the difference between this and the death assistant?

I can be sure that the person who left the message is definitely not Ai Shengping, and it can't be Xiao Ai, but it is difficult to guarantee that he is not a believer in Death Assistant.

Thinking of this, I immediately called Xiao Ai and asked him if he knew if there were any other believers who had not gone to hell with him before Ai's life, or who had used the nickname "Guide of Death".

Xiao Ai's answer was very simple, he said that Ai did not leave any believers in his life, everyone was taken away, and he did not know the person who led the death at all.

I have nothing to doubt Xiao Ai's words, but this does not mean that this death guide on the Internet is not suspicious, and it is precisely because I found it that I feel more and more that there must be a connection between the black cat pattern and the murder, maybe it will not be long before someone will be killed at home, and the graffiti of the black cat with blood will also appear.

It's my speculation, but I don't want it to come true, but things just went in a direction I didn't want to see. The next morning, before dawn, my mobile phone rang, and the call was from the Ninth Princess, and I immediately asked after picking up the phone, "Is someone dead?" ”

"Yes, someone was killed in their home, and we met this person yesterday." The ninth princess replied.

"It can't be that Zhang Trance, right?" I guess.

"That's him, he was repeatedly hit in the back of the head with a blunt object at home, and there were pencil drawings on his body, and the same black cat was drawn on it, and the blood was dripping from the cat's mouth, and the blood was supposed to be in a trance." The Nine Princesses said.

I looked at the table below, it's not yet 5 o'clock, if I hurry up and maybe I can still see Zhang Jian's ghost, his memory will not be confused, and he should be able to ask for clues about the murderer from his mouth.

After thinking about it, I immediately asked the Ninth Princess for the address of Zhang Tuo's house, and then hurriedly drove over there, and just as my car drove to the entrance of Zhang Narva's community, a guy who absolutely surprised me actually arrived there one step ahead of me, and was standing in the corner under the wall. Taiwan is dead.

To others, he may have been a madman, but I could see clearly that he was not standing alone, and that there was a ghost in the corner of the wall.

I quickly parked the car on the side of the road, then got out of the car and ran over and shouted, "Xi Lin, why are you running here?" ”

Xi Lin frowned and turned his head to look at me, and at the same time, I saw that he was holding a piece of paper in his hand, and the paper was drawn with a ...... I barely counted it just a cat, or more strictly, a deformed monster blacked out, with blood dripping from the corners of its mouth.

"You drew that?" I asked, pointing to the painting.

Xi Lin was stunned for a moment, then quickly crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and threw it to the trash can next to him, then turned his head and continued to ask the ghost in the corner as if nothing had happened: "Hurry up, what does the person you see look like!" ”

Copy this address to the browser to see the latest chapter