You must know that although the old man is very rampant, there is no doubt about his level as a teacher, whether it is the so-called three consecutive World Grand Prix championships, or the sharpness of picking bones in the egg, there is no doubt that it is a huge opportunity to walk at this time.

But even the intermediary, an optimist who was quite proud of his strength, set off regret again and again for why he didn't leave sooner, and luckily he finally survived in shame.

"If I don't see you after an hour, I will automatically abandon this precious opportunity to make up for the lesson. ”

Wu Zihua turned his back and said lightly.

As if he had been released from prison, the three protégés, including the intermediary, immediately ran out, as long as Medi slowly blocked the things on the table, and then slowly left and walked towards the rooftop.

When everyone left, Wu Zihua calmly looked at the works of his only four remaining protégés, and then tore off their blood and sweat one by one until the last one......

It was a painting belonging to a protégé named Medi.

This painting is not impossible to choose, and even in the eyes of Wu Zihua, this painting is not even realized, since the most important eye of the tiger is not painted, it can be said that this painting is only a half-realized product.

In addition to the part of the eyes, even he couldn't find any drawbacks, which in turn magnified the disadvantages of those godless eyes infinitely, and finally Wu Zihua couldn't help but lift the pen and click a few times on the eyes like a horse.

Immediately accompanied by a tiger roar piercing the clouds and cracking stones, Wu Zihua subconsciously took a step back, stepped on the air and fell under the podium, and when he struggled to stand up, the painting on the podium was already empty.

Looking at this formation, which could only be answered by the supernatural, Wu Zihua subconsciously gasped, and hurriedly put away the blank painting as a treasure.

Then the class fell into silence again, only above the class, looking through the crack in the door, the eyes narrowed slightly.

——

"What's the matter with the old man?!"

On the balcony, the intermediary bit the artificial flesh of his lunch box fiercely, and he was especially angry and paused.

"There is a saying that there is not much difference between an old man and a child, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

In his ears, a familiar voice sounded again, and the intermediary subconsciously looked closer to the left, and sure enough, he saw the man who had asked him to run faster sitting on the carved railing, looking at the blue sky and chuckling: "Hello, my name is Medi." ”

The young man stretched out his hand very friendly, and the curiosity he had for this man in his heart was not less than that of Old Man Wu, among all the protégés, only this man had not been said by the old man, which showed that the other party's painting skills were at least as high as Old Man Wu did not suggest.

It was a height he couldn't have imagined.

"Meddy. ”

The Emperor of Heaven jumped off the carved railing, turned around and said lightly: "Friend's surname?"

"Intermediary, surname ......"

"Hengyu?"

Medi said happily, and after seeing the young man blushing and not arguing, her tone turned to doubtful: "Excuse me, friend, you shouldn't be adopted, right?"

The intermediary looked at Medi, who didn't open which pot and which pot to mention, and said helplessly: "Whenever I catch a glimpse of my parents watching a show that specifically explores lost children, I can't help but wonder if they are hiding anything from me." ”

Medi laughed dumbly, then shook her head and said, "Anyway, why don't you listen to my admonitions, trust me boy, and leave the Emperor, or you will fall into hell." ”

"I'd like to do it if I could. ”

The intermediary looked blankly into the distance and shook his head slightly.

"Old Joe, you also know that at this time, all the overlapping tasks in this world have been replaced by machines, and we humans have no upper hand compared to machines...... Except in art, and I don't have anything other than painting, although the old man's mouth is very stinky, but his ability is true, so no matter what, I can't give up this opportunity, and it is also my dream to become a master of painting. ”

"Dreams?"

Medi groaned for a while, then threw a piece of paper to the intermediary and said lightly: "When you find that you can't support it, come to me, and I can help you, you have to remember...... It must be the ability to turn the page when you can't hold on, otherwise...... You'll regret it. ”

In the police car, Mordred, who was dressed in a police uniform, respectfully handed the spy report she had on her website to Medi.

"Heavenly Father, you have asked me to investigate, this is the spy I noticed in the police files, twenty years ago there was a treacherous murderer who committed crimes everywhere, although he only committed five murders, but because of the nature and methods of the crime, he once became the most high-ranking other wanted criminal. ”

Medi thoughtfully pressed her hand on the file and said lightly, "What kind of poisonous method?"

Mordred muttered, "The murderer is not for money or sex, and the victim has nothing less in his house, except for one thing that should not be missing...... Blood. ”

"What?"

"It's blood, Father. ”

Mordred opened the material and frowned: "The police explained that the murderer committed the murder for the blood in the victim's body, and many people were detected by the police, they had become a dried corpse, and the crime scene also left 'four paintings' and the blood was all pressed out by people with unknown high-tech equipment, and some materials were added to make blood ink for ...... Draw. ”

"That's amazing. ”

Medi laughed and sneered: "There is no way to get promoted from the right path, so you choose to fall into the demon path, although it is an evil sect crooked way to be able to make such a determination, the degree is good." ”

"Heavenly Father, do you know what?"

Mordred was stunned for a moment and then hurriedly said: "The police feel that the blood ink paintings are a trick on the police, and they feel that those paintings hide the information left by the murderer." ”

"Do you know, my child, that art is such a thing as talent and understanding. ”

Medi raised her fingers and said lazily: "After reaching a realm, the sky is our teacher, the earth is also our teacher, and all things in nature are our teachers...... Strange to say, in fact, it can be replaced by the word 'inspiration' that shakes your heart, inspiration is more metaphysical than metaphysics, occasionally you walk on the street and watch two children debate the sun can integrate the universe to the truth, occasionally you can not find it when you walk through the three mountains and five mountains. ”

"Heavenly Father, are you saying that murderers kill people for the sake of such a fallacious thing as 'inspiration'?"

Mordred said stunned.

"Things that can shake the spirit of the people, things that make people think, are a form of inspiration. ”

Medi calmly used her hand as a knife and slashed downward: "Especially between life and death, so the murderer chose to use this method to inspire inspiration." ”

"Does it have to be the blood of the same kind?"

Mordred clenched his fists.

"It has to be the blood of the same kind, the ability to motivate plenty of guilt and aggression. ”

Medi raised her head, looked at the cram school above her, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "My child, is there any reason why you said that the murderer committed five murders, but only left four paintings?"

"According to the records, when the murderer started on the fifth victim, the victim's daughter who was going to school was returning home, so that the murderer who was painting had no choice to leave the crime scene early, and after that the murderer was stopped and continued to commit the crime, leaving only four blood paintings. ”

Mordred sighed: "And the daughter of the victim who disturbed the murderer's decision-making was none other than Miss Erica, and it was precisely because she witnessed such an aggressive scene that day that Miss Erica decided to become a police officer." ”

"No wonder I can sense that stubborn desire to hold on to the gates of hell. ”

Medi paused for a moment and said sadly, "Is this the reason?"

"Heavenly Father, what next?"

Mordred hesitated, "Do you want to report it to Miss Erica?"

"Give me a call and make an appointment for me to meet her at the best restaurant on the left. ”

The corners of Medi's mouth turned up slightly: "It's time to put the net away." ”

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At the beginning of the day, the girl who took off her police uniform and changed into a bento was looking at the restaurant in front of her with the most complicated state of mind.

She is busy hunting down criminal organizations, and the boss behind the Emperor's supermarket is waiting for her in this restaurant.

A criminal who has been remembered by the police one after another,But invite a policeman to dinner or something.,It's a great opportunity to arrest.,For an inexplicable reason.,Erica chose to hide the news.,Even don't even bring weapons.,Alone to fight this hellish copy.。。

So she did this, not because she was too conceited, but because she deeply understood how strong the other party was, so she chose the most cautious approach.

In this world where all myths and legends have been murdered by science, the other side seems to have no other way than to answer with myths...... Just like what I saw with my own eyes, the soul of MM who danced for the last time in front of my eyes.

With all kinds of ideas, she stepped into this restaurant with a nervous state of mind.

There's no need to find someone at all, this restaurant seems to have been chartered, except for the guests who are leisurely drinking tea in the middle, including the boss and waiter, it seems that they have mysteriously disappeared, and only he and her exist in this universe, Erica stepped forward quickly, and immediately understood that she was confused, and she adjusted her steps, and walked steadily towards Medi.

"I've thought about it to this extent, so there's no need to recommend myself. ”

Without waiting for her, the man's languid voice came, "Good evening, Miss Erica." ”

"I think a certain amount of self-recommendation is needed, even if I've been chasing you for so long, I still don't know what your name is. ”

Erica sat in front of Medi with a tense face, staring at his eyes under the mask, and soon she looked away, because those esoteric eyes seemed to have a strange magic, and after staring at them for a long time, one couldn't help but yawn, even if she wasn't sleepy at all.

"Please don't say such vague words. ”

The Grand Duke of the Emperor of Heaven put down his teacup and chuckled, "Otherwise, it will make me misunderstand that you are pursuing me, Medi, this is my name." ”

"Meddy?"

Although she didn't know whether the name was true or not, Erica remembered it deeply, and then gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Joe, you have successively used the method of providing for others to fulfill their wishes, so that the trustees can easily believe your big words and fall into hell, why do you do such a thing?"

"Huh. ”

The Heavenly Emperor smiled meaninglessly and said: "I did play a role in the transaction that seemed to be the mastermind behind the scenes, and the premise I made was all fair to both parties, and I can even say that I suffered a big loss......

Before Medi could speak, she was interrupted by Erica, who suppressed her resentment and said, "Then how do you answer, you are the winner who has the last laugh one after another?

Medi rubbed her chin, thought about it seriously and replied without hesitation: "Is it because they are too stupid, let their wishes stretch endlessly, and in turn be swallowed by their wishes, can I be blamed?

Erica opened her mouth, trying to argue something, but she didn't know how to argue, and finally sat in her chair like a deflated balloon.

"Miss Erica, you know. ”

Medi sighed softly: "I'm different from a certain blue fat man, I just sell goods hard, I don't sell morality, the Emperor's supermarket only exists to fulfill the wishes of everyone, as for the victim? ”

"If they have difficulties, they can find various institutions in society that can help them! There is no need for God and the Emperor of Heaven to join. ”

Under the strong language offensive, Erica still chose to exclude public opinion: "What the Emperor Supermarket did is illegal, and it is even more shameful to exercise other people's wishes!"

"Huh, don't you think ordinary people are too arrogant?"

Medi's laughter made Erica's heart burn with no name, and she exclaimed, "What's so funny about this?"

"Do you remember the parents who came home from school that day and had been drained of all their blood and turned into two dried corpses?"

Medi said lightly, "Miss Erica, has the organization established by the human race helped you to handle your affairs perfectly, and has the nightmare that you subconsciously woke up every night gone?"

"How do you know?"

Erica, who was violently attacked by the words, looked at Medi in disbelief, she subconsciously clenched the dinner knife near the left, but she didn't know why she wanted to make such a meaningless move, but her whole body was trembling with extreme uneasiness, and her breathing was missing and causing her to gasp for breath.

"Don't try to push yourself anymore. ”

Medi snapped her fingers, and Erica's pouch slowly opened, and a vial filled with small white pills floated out.

As if she had caught a glimpse of a life-saving straw, Erica hurriedly unscrewed the lid of the medicine bottle, poured more than a dozen small pills in her hand, and even the water was uneven, so she swallowed it like this.

Medi casually handed over the tea she had drunk half, and looked sympathetically at the woman who had used medicine to disguise herself as upright.

"No wonder I think that Flora is a little too open-minded about death, and it looks like Flora also knows that she is alive and has burdened you, and after being attacked by her disappointed parents, she still has to take care of and support MM's dream, and at the same time don't forget to become a policeman, and want to arrest the murderer of her parents...... This all shapes the ability to rely on drugs to relieve stress and just stand up, in fact, Erica. ”

The medicine seemed to have a prominent effect, and soon Erica's breathing and trembling calmed down.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Although the institutions built by humans cannot help me, it is only because they are not yet perfect, so I do not complain, but choose to enter and perfect it, and I am sure that sooner or later...... Sooner or later, one day ......"

"That's enough, don't comfort yourself with this reason anymore, aren't you constantly searching for where the gates of hell can grant your wishes?"

Medi's body disappeared into place, and she stood behind Erica, whispering in the girl's ear in a voice full of blasphemy seduction, "How long can your body confront each other under nightmares, stress, and drugs? ”

Erica clenched her hands wordlessly, and she knew the state of her body naturally.

"But I'm not going to sign a contract with you!"

Even so, the girl still raised her head and gritted her teeth, "Don't underestimate humans, Emperor of Heaven! I will rely on my strength to find the bastard, and I will not need your contract at all." ”

Medi narrowed her eyes slightly and said lightly, "Don't you want to avenge your parents?"

"Of course I want to! I dream of it, but I'll find a way to find the murderer!"

Erica looked at Medi with her right hand, firmly pressing the left hand holding the dinner knife, and said, "Be yourself in the confrontation! Stick to be yourself! This decision will not be shaken even by you! Emperor of Heaven!"

"Funny, actually funny. ”

Medi, who was holding her cheek with one hand, chuckled at Erica: "Since you are unwilling to sign the contract even to death, then please treat me as your informant." ”

Erica was stunned for a moment, then put on guard: "What do you mean?"

"The meaning is, I don't want you to sign any contracts, and I don't want you to make any promises, as long as you listen to me quietly. ”

Medi still said lightly in a tone that Erica couldn't understand, "Be proud of this, human, this is the benefit you have won with your strong will." ”

Erica hesitated, intuition reported to her, this guy decided that he would not be so innocent, but her body was very sincerely looking forward to what the Emperor would say about the expected espionage.

"Speaking of your parents, did the police figure out the murderer's thoughts at this time?"

Medi snapped her fingers and said lightly.

"It's not clear. ”

Erica said unwillingly: "At this time, the police still regard these five murders as headless cases, and they are trying to deduce any information from those four paintings and find out the purpose of the murderer, but they have found nothing." ”

"What if I say the murderer was just trying to paint?"

Medi explained: "You use sensible logic to figure out a madman, it is strange to find a perfect logical chain, the other party's purpose of killing is very easy, he thinks it is cooler to draw with blood...... What do you think of this reason?"

"Don't be fun!"

Erica covered her forehead with her hands firmly, and Medi could even see that the girl had bitten Sakura's lips to bleed, and roared with all her might: "My parents, my parents who are so loving and kind to others were really killed because of this boring and rotten reason, are they happy?

"Unfortunately, that's exactly what happened. ”

Medi stretched out her hand sympathetically and pressed her hand on Erica's head as if she were caressing an injured animal: "My child, only can you be logical, realistic...... Oh, that's a lot more ridiculous. ”

In the dining room, the conversation between the Emperor and the person who had been placed by the liver fire continued, and Erica was staring at Medi with an extremely distressed and hideous face.

"Mr. Qiao, how did you know that the murderer committed such a heinous crime just to paint?"

Meddy calmly poured hot water into the teacup again, and then said lightly: "Because of the crime scene, there are four paintings left." ”

"Then there is also a mystery set up by the murderer to embarrass the police, isn't it?"

Even in the midst of extreme resentment, Erica still maintained a rare shred of wisdom and survived the wrong.

"Trust, this is not an animation, and it's not, who would be so bored to play this game with your police. ”

Medi shook her head, then pointed to herself.

"It is not difficult to see that the murderer is a murderer for the sake of painting, as long as the painter has seen the blood ink painting at the scene, and the painter's realm is high enough, he can come to the same conclusion as me that 'the murderer killed for the purpose of painting', that is a kind of perception that can only be understood, and it is impossible to convey the feeling, I can see from the four blood ink paintings that the murderer is developing rapidly at an abnormal rate, if it was not disturbed by you at the beginning, his painting with the theme of 'Emperor of Heaven' may have been realized. ”

Indignation, doubly furious anger erupted from Erica's body.

Parents, such good two people, sure enough, because of this! Sure enough, because of this reason!!

"That's who!"

Medi snapped her fingers, and the water repellent extracted the water element from the air to form a large pool of cold water that suddenly smashed on Erica's body.

"Calm down, and don't let resentment take away your will, or you'll lose badly. ”

Although Medi didn't say who she was losing to, Erica was stimulated by the cold water and suppressed the liver fire again......

"The murderer is actually the best to find. ”

Medi said softly: "He committed such a bloody crime in order to achieve the highest grand structure, and after you found out, he did not continue to commit the crime, there are only two kinds, one is that he has realized the painting with the theme of 'Emperor of Heaven', and the other is that he may not be satisfied with killing people." ”

"What does that mean?"

Erica took a deep breath and asked calmly.

"The other party is exercising the guilt of killing his own kind to stimulate inspiration. ”

Medi dipped her fingers in the tea and drew on the desk: "That kind of thing will be 'habited', and the guilt and aggression of the murder incentive will decrease with the increase of the number of times, and the other party probably also realized that it is difficult to stimulate himself by killing alone, so he chose to stop." ”

"That is, he would seek something that would inspire him to feel guilty more than murder? But is there really such a thing?"

Erica said in disbelief.

"Absolutely. ”

After leaving a portrait of the Emperor in front of her on the table, Medi's finger slowly lifted and pointed at Erica: "For example, hiding in the distance and watching her parents who have fallen out of the way for some reason, lonely and lonely, and having to take care of MM who is unconscious in the hospital due to a heart attack, a living ...... You. ”