Taking out a betel lang and putting it in his mouth, the young man looked inside the closet, listening to the baby's cry, and the wheezing gradually became heavier.

Some perverts like to abuse kittens, as if it is because kittens are able to make the same sounds as babies.

The crying in the house is getting louder, and Gao Ming slowly walked out of the corner of the corridor, he had just confirmed through the reply exchange, the other party has the permission to hide the interface manager of the forum, even if it is not the backwater himself, it must be related to the backwater.

Take out the patient's posthumous photo, Gao Ming will treat those patients, and the patient will help him arrest people to pay for medical expenses.

The shadow was spreading, and before the young man could react, he had been hit by a huge force on the wall, and only then did he realize that there were several more "people" behind him.

Gagged the young man's mouth and looked at the closet, there was no black-and-white posthumous photo he wanted, only a painting drawn by copying the posthumous photo!

The black-and-white picture is exactly the same as the posthumous photo, in which she is an incomparably beautiful woman, her body is mature, but her intelligence seems to be stuck in the newborn stage, crying like a baby.

The person who draws the picture is so powerful that the viewer seems to perceive everything just by looking at it with the naked eye.

"It was as if the woman's soul had been extracted, and her body was locked up in the painting." Gao Ming took out the drawing paper: "This painting is too similar to a black and white posthumous photo." ”

Not finding a real black-and-white posthumous photo in the closet, Gao Ming put away the painting crying in the shadows and removed the rag that gagged the young man's mouth: "Is it the backwater forum you established? ”

The young man's expression was distorted, and the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a very terrifying expression: "I know what you want to ask, but I won't tell you." ”

"It seems that you are a backbone pervert, but you met me today, as a professional psychological counselor, I have many ways to get you to speak." Gao Ming reached out and touched his heart, feeling the countless trembling torture instruments in the torture chamber, they were made of flesh and blood, and they were full of resentment.

"Don't waste your energy, it's a big deal to die." The young man's expression was grim, like a poisonous snake, he had already remembered Gao Ming's face, as long as he was given a chance to resist, he would not hesitate to kill Gao Ming.

"Dead? How can it be that easy? The torture instrument formed by the blood threads appeared in Gao Ming's hand: "This is a digging ball knife, with a sharp edge, which can dig out a complete sphere; This is a V-shaped carving knife, this is a bone breaker......"

In the continuous display of high life, the young man's cruel face gradually lost its bloody color, which psychiatrist carried out psychological counseling like this?

This young man was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to fall into the hands of Gao Ming at all, and the various knives were terrible to look at, and they were all covered with blood. What's even more terrifying is that when Gao Ming recounted this, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had experienced all of them in person for the sake of the experimental effect.

"I know how every knife feels on my body." Gao Ming locked the young man's neck, and his voice slowly changed: "I hope you can hold on a little longer, just continue to talk to me in the tone you just had, don't stop, it will make me ......"

"If there's anything you want to ask, just ask." The young man was a little afraid to look into Gao Ming's eyes: "You didn't ask, how do you know that I didn't say it?" ”

"Is Stagnant Water your screen name on a sewerage forum?"

"What stagnant water?" The young man nodded his head with difficulty under Gao Ming's gaze: "I am indeed the user of this account, and I am also the manager of the hidden secondary page of the forum. ”

"Get your black and white photo out." Takamei wanted further confirmation.

"That's all I have ......" The young man looked at the black-and-white painting that had been put away by the high fate, his eyes full of greed and reluctance.

"You don't even have a photo?" Gao Ming felt that he was getting closer to the truth: "Who gave you this picture?" ”

"It's stagnant water, real stagnant water." The young man was a little scared: "I don't know who he really is, he has done it by setting up hidden forums, compiling corresponding code words, and disseminating black-and-white paintings that he has copied." I'm only responsible for following his instructions, replying to the post, and enlisting other people who have experienced horror. ”

"How do you communicate with him?" The more cautious and cautious Backwater is, the more Takamei wants to catch him.

"He would send me messages with different accounts, give me tasks and tips, and ask me to go to different locations to pick up things, including ......" The young man bit the tip of his tongue and paused for a moment before saying, "New paintings, people to find, corpses to be disposed of." ”

"The last time he messaged you was asking you to go?"

"If I tell you, will you let me go?" The young man asked tentatively.

"If you don't say it, I'll make you want to die."

Hearing Gao Ming's answer, the young man seemed to accept his fate: "He hid the new painting in the trash can in the sixth exhibition area of the Hanhai Art Exhibition, I helped him dispose of two corpses last night, the new painting is my payment, he asked me to come and pick it up at 12 o'clock at noon today." ”

Takamei wasn't sure if the young man was lying, and he was going to go over and take a look at it right away.

The young man was sent to the patient's posthumous photo, and Gao Ming cleaned up the traces of the scene and left the sewage treatment plant.

"Backwater has cleared a lot of games before I released the game strategy, cautious and cunning, both with brains and far ahead, to control the player base in advance, and the plan is very big."

After dying so many times, Gao Ming doesn't know who Backwater is, and players don't know the true body of Backwater, which is actually the most terrifying point of Backwater.

Before twelve o'clock, Gao Ming came to the Hanhai Beicheng Art Park.

With the continuous improvement of intelligent painting technology, artists are becoming more and more abstract and in-depth in order to distinguish the difference between themselves and their brains.

Most of the paintings here Gao Ming couldn't read it, and he didn't really care, he just came in looking for the trash can.

"There are a lot of garbage cans in the sixth exhibition area, and if I rummage through them here, I'm afraid I'll be kicked out by the security guards. If Backwater hadn't left, he might have found me and fled early. ”

There were many people at the exhibition, and the space was open, so in order to prevent the grass from startling the snake, Gao Ming ran directly to the security room.

On the grounds that things were lost, Gao Ming, accompanied by security guards, checked the surveillance video of the sixth exhibition area.

The art exhibition starts at nine o'clock, and the tourists come in one after another, most of them dressed in style, they are just watching the exhibition, and no one is specifically close to the trash can.

Constantly speeding up the time, at ten o'clock, a middle-aged man dressed very casually, holding a breakfast, entered the sixth exhibition area.

"Wait a minute!"

Gao Ming froze the picture, he knew the man under surveillance, and the other party's paintings had also been displayed here. It's a pity that his painting style became more and more crazy and absurd, and many judges even felt that he really had a mental problem.

"Xia Yang? Why is the main beauty of Nightlight Studio here? ”

The moment he saw Xia Yang, Gao Ming felt a cold breath pouring into his heart, and his scalp was numb. He was very impressed by this squinting-eyed, Buddhist-minded, and leading everyone to mess at every turn.

With his eyes firmly on the surveillance, Gao Ming did not miss any pictures, Xia Yang in the video looked at the paintings slowly, and after eating breakfast, he casually threw the garbage into the trash can at the exit of the sixth exhibition area.

The question that Gao Ming had been difficult to figure out before seemed to understand it all at once, and after thanking the security guard, he immediately ran to the sixth exhibition area.

Under the surprised gaze of others, Gao Ming opened the trash can and found a crumpled food packaging bag.

Carefully flattening the bag, Gao Ming found a black and white posthumous photo drawn on the white paper wrapped in the food bag, which showed a gentle and mature woman, her eyes were blank, and her face was streaked with tears.

"The backwater is Xia Yang? We've worked together for so many years before! ”

Putting away the second painting of the posthumous photo, Gao Ming quickly calmed down: "It seems that I am going to go to the night light again, I am obviously doing it again, but many events are moving closer to the original place." ”

It's all interlocking, but Gao Ming is in a good state of mind now.

"Today, Xuan Wen will go for an interview, if you count her and me, Manager Gou is really full of talents, although we can't make a hot-selling game, but we can almost try to subvert the city in the future."

(End of chapter)