Zheng Kai walked out of the archives room and came to the evidence department, before coming here, Zheng Kai specifically asked Su Lan's opinion, he wanted to see all Qiu Jing's paintings brought back from the secret room, Su Lan agreed, under the guidance of colleagues in the evidence department, Zheng Kai put on gloves and a mask, and entered a room with good secrecy.

On the table in the room, all the paintings brought back from the secret room were placed. A colleague from the forensics department stood aside and motioned for Zheng Kai to go and see it himself.

Soon, Zheng Kai opened a painting. The contents of the paintings are relatively dark and bloody. Most of them are predominantly dead and organs.

Very few of the paintings are dominated by landscapes with low tones. But without exception, these paintings are all by Qiu Jing.

At the bottom of each painting, there will be Qiu Jing's own signature, and even the date on which the painting was completed will be written below the signature.

Qiu Jing took these paintings very seriously. Zheng Kai rubbed the material for framing these paintings, and more than 20 years ago, he was willing to use this material to frame his own paintings, which may only be done by a very small number of painters such as Qiu Jing who love their paintings very much.

Because, this material is very expensive. Even today, if you want to frame a painting with this material, it is not possible for ordinary people to achieve it at the economic level.

Of course, there are good things about good materials. Since the birth of these paintings, they have not undergone any distortion or color blurring, and they are almost exactly the same as when they were first painted.

Zheng Kai is looking for it. He wanted to find a painting of twelve people in these paintings. A painting made with the blood of twelve different people.

But it is clear that Zheng Kai did not find it. Among so many paintings, there are many paintings with red colors, but these red pigments basically do not smell of blood, but have a faint smell of grass.

Zheng Kai changed his mind, he looked through all the paintings again, and finally found a painting that might meet the conditions he was looking for, the content of this painting was less intuitive and bloody, and more profound.

The painting shows Qiu Jing sitting at a dining table. There were many dishes in front of him, most of them meat, and a few of them vegetables.

What Zheng Kai cares about the most is that the four legs that support the dining table are not made of wood, but four faceless people kneeling there, their backs supporting the entire dining table.

On the other side, there were two waiters serving food next to Qiu Jing, who also couldn't see their faces. And behind Qiu Jing stood five guards with their heads down, who also couldn't see their faces.

That's what the painting is all about. In addition to Qiu Jing himself, Zheng Kai counted it, and there were as many as eleven people who appeared in it.

Although it doesn't quite match the number of people painted by the twelve, it's only one difference. Zheng Kai carefully observed the painting.

To be honest, Zheng Kai's artistic cells are not very good. He couldn't see the level of this painting, but he had to say that Qiu Jing's self-portrait was very realistic, and Zheng Kai had seen Qiu Jing's living appearance in the strange world, so he felt unusually real about this painting, Qiu Jing's self-portrait.

"What is he trying to express?" Zheng Kai frowned slightly. He couldn't guess Qiu Jing's thoughts. This is also normal!

It is very difficult to guess a person's thoughts, and even the most professional psychologist cannot guarantee that he will be able to guess the other person's mental activities.

What's more, Zheng Kai is now guessing Qiu Jing's thoughts through a painting. This is even more difficult.

"Can I take pictures?" Zheng Kai asked a colleague from the Evidence Department on the side. The colleague hesitated, but nodded, Zheng Kai is an old acquaintance, and if nothing else, Zheng Kai will become a formal policeman sooner or later, since this is the case, the colleague did not embarrass Zheng Kai.

Zheng Kai took a picture of the painting, and then carefully placed the painting on the table. Zheng Kaigang wanted to roll up the painting.

In the next second, Zheng Kai's arm paused. His gaze was focused on the corner of the painting. There, a black door towered.

This black door can't see the specific appearance, because it is a picture-in-picture, so when Qiu Jing painted this painting, he only depicted the general outline of this black door.

"Black doors?" Zheng Kai seemed to have thought of something. He reopened all the previous paintings and searched them carefully.

Really! This door is present on every painting. Moreover, this door is very obscure. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to find the existence of the black door in the painting.

In an instant, bad thoughts flashed in Zheng Kai's heart.

"Qiu Jing won't find the door to the real world of the strange world, will he?" This thought appeared in Zheng Kai's mind, and Zheng Kai broke out in a cold sweat, if it was true, then this matter was too crazy, Qiu Jing's plan may never be to simply kill a few people, but to open this door connecting the two worlds.

Zheng Kai's heart suddenly became anxious. A sense of crisis in the future made Zheng Kai a little anxious.

The singer finds the door. Then Zheng Kai is not worried. Because, the singer is not the kind of trick who is dominated by hatred and only thinks about himself.

But Qiu Jing is different. These paintings only depict the outline of the black door, and the location of the appearance is very random, and there is no way to find out the specific location of the black door in the strange world from these paintings.

Seeing that Zheng Kai's expression was very serious, the colleagues on the side thought something was going on, and hurriedly walked over: "Zheng Kai, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Kai came back to his senses: "It's okay, I'll leave first." Hearing this, my colleague was a little puzzled, but still nodded.

Before Zheng Kai left, he instructed his colleagues in the Evidence Department to be sure to take a good look at the picture of Qiu Jing's meal, that painting was very important.

From Zheng Kai's expression, his colleagues knew that Zheng Kai was not joking. So, my colleague nodded solemnly: "I will focus on this painting." After getting this answer, Zheng Kai finally felt a little more down-to-earth.

Back to the archives. Su Lan and Su Qing were still busy with other things, so they didn't have time to come to Zheng Kai to hang out. Zheng Kai quickly strung together all the clues in his mind, and at this moment, Zheng Kai finally understood something, why do many people want to get Qiu Jing's paintings?

Whether it is a living person or a strange thing, they all yearn for Qiu Jing's paintings. Liu Jianing. Starving ghosts. These are the most typical examples.

But what Zheng Kai couldn't figure out was that Liu Jianing wanted Qiu Jing's paintings, and he might also want to find a door connecting the two worlds.

But why are the starving ghosts? He is just a very ordinary trick, even in the vegetable market, he is only a first-class and three-not, and he is not qualified to touch this kind of secret at all.

And why did he want Qiu Jing's paintings?