Hu Tao looked at Zhou Ke'er, who was lying motionless on the desk sprinkled with red liquid everywhere, and the words "The murderer is...", which he had not finished writing on the desktop with the fingers of his right hand dipped in red liquid.

"Hey! Red ink is hard to clean, bastard! Have you put away all the papers on the table?! And also... You even wrote those three ellipses, but by the way, you also wrote who the murderer was! ”

Hu Tao deserves to be a colleague with Zhou Keer for so long, and immediately understood what Zhou Keer was doing, and immediately rushed over to put away the documents and papers on the desk, trying to rescue them, but couldn't help but complain to him.

Immediately, she saw Zhou Keer's right index finger move, dipped it in red ink, and continued to add two words under the ellipsis - walnut.

Then Zhou Keer didn't move again.

Hu Tao's face turned black instantly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull, he reached out and took the bottle with black ink on the side, and while unscrewing the cap, he moved it to the top of Zhou Keer's head, and threatened: "If you lie here and pretend to be dead again, I will pour this bottle of black ink on your head and help you dye your hair for free." ”

Zhou Keer naturally jumped up immediately when she heard this, but she didn't think about it, she just heard a "pop", Zhou Keer's head hit Hu Tao's hand, Hu Tao was caught off guard, and naturally let go of her hand subconsciously, and the inkwell was directly knocked over on the top of Zhou Keer's head, pouring Zhou Keer's face.

“.....”

Zhou Ke'er felt the touch of the ink flowing down from the top of his head, and felt that he didn't have to hide why he was pale now, anyway, it was all black now.

He was about to say something, but suddenly saw Hu Tao, who was about to come in, looking at him in surprise from behind the door that had been opened.

“？？”

Zhou Ke'er's pupils shrank suddenly, and she hurriedly looked at the "Hu Tao" beside her, but after seeing her grinning weirdly, she suddenly disappeared, as if she had never appeared at all - and in the same way, the bottle of black ink was still standing intact on the desk, completely unopened.

Zhou Keer subconsciously reached out and touched his face, and then looked at the liquid on his hands - only the red ink that had just been stained on the table, and there was no black trace at all.

“！”

What was going on just now??

Hallucinations?

But the feeling of ink running down from the top of your head is really real?

Wait a minute...

Zhou Ke'er is not the kind of person who can be easily frightened, even if he encountered such a strange situation, he immediately calmed down and thought about it carefully:

If the appearance of yourself in the mirror just now is not an illusion, then in other words, the problem should be in your eyes, that is, in vision. Then, in addition to the sense of touch, hearing, and other sensations, it should be quite normal, and it is also wrong if it makes no sense.

Zhou Keer closed her eyes.

There was a ticking sound from under the table as liquid fell to the ground.

Not far away, it should be just on the opposite side of a table, there is a steady sound of breathing...

There was still a faint pain in the place where the inkwell had been hit on the top of his head, and there was also a feeling of liquid running down his cheeks.

That's right, the walnut I saw at the beginning should be real, and the one that suddenly appeared at the door is an illusion!

Zhou Ke'er opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Hu Tao looking in a hurry, leaning over from the side of the table and asking, "Hey, are you okay?" Don't scare me? Don't be stupid, right? ”

Zhou Keer glanced at the desk, it was indeed red ink mixed with black ink, and the black ink bottle that fell from the top of his head was also quietly turning on the desk, and the remaining black ink inside was dripping down the corner of the desk to the ground.

“... Aba, Baba Aba..."

Zhou Ke'er squinted her eyes slightly, and then showed a demented expression, and began to get up at Hu Tao.

At this time, according to his temperament, if he really said something like "it's okay", Hu Tao would really think that something had happened to Zhou Ke'er.

And... I don't know what's going on now, but I can't stay in the mental hospital for a long time, so I have to go home quickly and find out what's going on. Besides, there was Polius at home, and he could help if something went wrong. In case something goes wrong here ... Zhou Keer still remembers that the show is still filming in the mental hospital...

"Huh..."

Hu Tao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhou Ke'er like this, rolled his eyes by the way, and sighed, and suddenly most of his worry disappeared, "Look at you like this... I was going to let you go to the camera again, but you turned out to look like this, okay... It seems that it will not work, you better wash your face here first, wipe it dry, and then go home and clean it up. ”

"Huh? Do you want me to be on camera? What else am I going to do? ”

Zhou Ke'er scratched her head, but she didn't bother with this matter, and then went to wash her face, after all, the feeling of being full of ink on her face was still very uncomfortable, and said casually to Hu Tao: "By the way, you can help me ask for a leave of absence - although it feels like no one will notice me sneaking back." Anyway, how many times have I taken a leave of absence during this time? ”

"Do you still care about this? Haven't you always had a three-day, five-day holiday, and a big vacation, and you still feel guilty? Old dedicated people. ”

Hu Tao pursed his lips and couldn't help but mock. Zhou Keer, a rich second generation who can't live a nourishing life, even if he asks for leave to fish every day at work, or even skips work directly, can really be called the lifelong enemy of workers like them, envy, jealousy and hate!

"Yo, that makes sense, Hu Tao, you're right! Listening to your words, it is better than reading a book for ten years, it is really like a picture of Daigo empowerment! ”

Zhou Ke'er put on a look of sudden realization and said in a relaxed tone.

But actually...

Just now he caught a glimpse of the water at the bottom of the sink, and without warning it condensed into what looked like a human face, and the expression on his face was painful and hideous, as if he was being tortured inhumanely, screaming and screaming.

Zhou Keer replied to Hu Tao casually, and pretended to be silent and reached out and poked into the nostrils of the face, opening the drain of the sink.

Immediately, the face distorted and swirled into the drain.

After waiting for a while, there were no other expected accidents, and Zhou Keer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned off the faucet, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Although the ink is not permanent, it is not so easy to scrub clean, at best, it only makes the ink mark fade a little, and Zhou Keer still has to go home and wash it carefully.

The only good thing is...

At this moment, Zhou Keer's pale face was completely hidden under the faint ink mark.