Chapter 215 Burning Rhinoceros at Sea 28┃ Our Home.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 215 Burning Rhinoceros at Sea 28┃ Our Home."

weight="95928"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

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Fang Fei left his contact information and added the "In Painting Theory" V letter group and left. The rest of the people stayed in a nearby hotel for one night and had a meal together the next morning.

Sit down after the meal, mainly because Shao Ling has a lot of questions to ask.

"So now, it seems that the coordinates of the art gallery where all the paintings you have entered are connected to look like a T and a triangle?" Shao Ling looked at the coordinate map saved on Ke Xun's phone, thoughtfully Asked.

"The latter angular shape can be seen as a triangle, or as a vertical slash on the left and a right slash in the middle of the letter'N' or'M'," Qin Ci said, "but I prefer the letter N Or M."

"In this way, the coordinates we entered in the painting are based on the shape of these letters," Shao Ling thought, "then these letters are some hints?"

"We have also discussed it," Qin Ci said. "Everyone thinks there are two possibilities. First, these letters composed of all the gallery coordinates will eventually form a sentence similar to a code word or a reminder, and this sentence is very It may be the key to unlocking the truth behind this whole incredible thing; secondly, the letters formed by these coordinates are, most likely, a huge signature."

Shao Ling was startled, and immediately refocused his eyes on the screen of the mobile phone. He stared carefully for a while before saying, "If this is a signature, have you ever looked up which painter's signature starts with a T?" "

"There are so many painters at home and abroad in ancient and modern times. Isn't this hard to find?" Luo Ling said suddenly.

"At least ancient Chinese painters can be excluded," Shao Ling said. "It is only foreign painters or contemporary Chinese painters who can sign in English letters. The name starting with T may be an English word or an abbreviation of the name. , We should investigate the names of painters from various countries, do not care about painters who are not starting with T, and then use the exclusion method to filter..."

"This is probably a very large amount of work," Qin Ci shook his head slightly, "You know, we have even been in the paintings that are even unknown, and even the painting skills are not considered good artists. If you take this Painters of all levels are also considered. I think I will not be able to find it in a few years."

Shao Ling thought for a while and asked, "Then all the authors of the paintings that I have entered, do they have any similarities or other connections?"

"Not at all," Wei Dong replied. "We even checked the genealogy of these painters-we checked everything that we could find, there was no connection."

"They may have only one thing in common," Ke Xun said. "They are all Chinese."

Shao Ling's eyes flashed: "Is there such a thing as a painting abroad?"

"No." It was Mu Yiran who answered him this time, "I was particularly noticeable, and I personally went to several art museums that were said to have had supernatural incidents, but in the end it was confirmed that it had nothing to do with the painting incident. It only happened in this country."

"Then we just check the domestic painters." Shao Ling refused to give up her own method. "And, have you contacted the contemporary painters who have been painting before?"

"Xiao Mu tried to contact, but unfortunately, they all have died." Qin Ci said.

"This may be the second thing these people have in common." Ke Xun spread his hands.

Shao Ling condensed his eyebrows, and realized that the whole incident was so clueless, it happened for no reason, and it progressed so completely without cause, no cause, no result, just so infinitely extending? Just like that forever without end?

So what is the point of struggling to live like this?

As if seeing the distress and irritability that was suppressed between his eyebrows, Mu Yiran opened his mouth and said, "I believe that everything has a cause and effect. This thing cannot happen for no reason, so there is no need to feel hesitant. We brainstorm and find clues. ."

Shao Ling smiled: "That's right, I am in a hurry."

"It's normal. After all, you have only experienced a painting. It's normal to be eager to get rid of this situation," Ke Xun said. "Unlike us, so many paintings are supported, and people are already numb. How many children, now it’s time to eat, sleep, work, work, play, nothing affects you, you can try to jump directly to our stage."

"I will try my best." Shao Ling calmed down, rearranged his emotions, and then looked at Mu Yiran, "Then what kind of investigations are you conducting on this matter now?"

"First of all, we want to know whether this incident only started this year, or it has always existed before then." As soon as Mu Yiran spoke, Shao Ling listened intently, "Dr. Qin and I entered. The first painting was at the beginning of May of this year. The other eleven people who entered the painting together at that time were all entering the painting for the first time, so we don’t know if there are other paintings before this. If there are any, then The letters formed by the coordinates we have now cannot be regarded as beginning with'T'.

"So I think that finding the start time of this matter can give us more clues, so this question is very important. Several of us have been doing this separately for a while.

"Dr. Qin’s classmates are located in hospitals in various cities. He is now contacting these people and using chat to inquire about some strange things in their cities. You know, in the hospital, there are many rumors of such incidents, and those who are in the picture People who are often sick, mad, or injured because of this in the real world, the hospital is the main place to get in touch with these people and things.

"Haowen and Wei Dong are responsible for collecting and inquiring about relevant rumors on the Internet, and Ke Xun and I are responsible for consulting related books, paper media, and on-site visits. However, clues cannot be obtained in a short time. So far, we have all No useful things have been found yet.

"If you have a connection with Luo Ling, I hope you can join in, Fang Fei, I will also contact her."

Luo Ling raised his hand: "Brother-in-law, I can join you and my brother's group. I don't have a job. I usually run around. I have a lot of time. It's fine if I don't go home for a few months! Brother, let me live. You can go to your house, really!"

Ke Xun: "...You can do it, I can't! You don't want your girlfriend anymore?"

Luo Ling: "My female ticket said, two people can't get tired of being together for a long time. If you look at each other for a long time, you will not be better than a newly married. Let me be okay. Don't dangle in front of her. Why do I often run outside before? If the two of you don't go home for three months, she will blow me out."

Ke Xun: "...I don't understand your heterosexual love very well. Anyway, don't squeeze into my house. I can't easily live in the two-person world. I will kill whoever comes."

Luo Wei: "Yoooo——"

Ke Xun: "...Yo, you're a carrot, you will be summoned on the V letter when something happens, so please wait at home."

Shao Ling said: "I can also find someone to run this matter, and even collect information under the guise of soliciting articles on our publications and official accounts."

Wei Dong: "Dare to ask what this big guy does?"

"I work for Wenxin Group." Shao Ling only briefly introduced her work.

Wenxin Group is one of the most famous literary operators in China. It has online platforms as well as paper publications, a large audience and a high rate of interactive feedback.

If Shao Ling can use his position to collect information, it will give the painters a powerful boost.

"Then let's make arrangements like this for the time being," Shao Ling got up, "I have to catch today's plane. What's the latest news? Please communicate in the group in time and get in touch."

Everyone sent away Shao Ling and said goodbye to each other.

In the end, only Ke Xun, Mu Yiran and Wei Dong were left in the hotel.

Ke Xun turned to look at Mu Yiran, with a big smile on his face: "Then, shall we go home too?"

Mu Yiran also smiled Wen Er: "Okay, go home."

Wei Dong next to him:...who am I, why am I standing here, why am I suddenly eating dog food.

It was the same afternoon when he arrived home. This time Mu Yiran brought a whole suitcase of luggage and watched Ke Xun pull his suitcase and rushed into the bedroom like a big happy dog, Mu Yiran's lips corner Could not help but bend slightly.

"I think we need to add some furniture to our house," Ke Xun stood with his arms akimbo in the middle hall, and looked around at his hollow house, beginning to dislike everywhere, "The wall is too white, or change the color, high-grade gray? Quiet blue? Death. Barbie fans? Add a serious sofa in the living room, and a small home theater? The study has a whole wall of bookshelves, put your books, and a desk, and throw my computer desk into the guest room. Anyway, the room is empty. Yes. By the way, I found a coffee machine on the Internet, and I will place an order now..."

"Ke Xun," Mu Yiran raised his hand and hooked his chin to make him face himself, "This is your home, and it will also be my home in the future. Our two homes need to be imprinted by both of us. You don't have to rely on them all. According to my preference, what you like, I will like it too."

Ke Xun looked into his eyes, licked his lips after a while, and said in a low voice, "I like it, you like it too? Then..." he said while holding Mu Yiran's waist, leading him back slowly , Until he retreated into the study, suddenly he tripped on his feet and pushed him onto the computer desk, "I like this." Ke Xun pressed down, pressed Mu Yiran's cheeks, and gently nibble his ears , And up and down.

He heard Mu Yiran's voice ringing softly in his ears, as if sighing and panting, with a crisp sound quality, sultry.

Not dying in the painting, but dying here. Ke Xun thought utterly.

The tip of the hair on the back of the neck was covered by Mu Yiran's hand. Ke Xun wondered how he likes it so much. It doesn’t matter if he touches and rubs it, but he has to pull it. It makes him feel numb from the cervical spine to the tail .

...

The computer desk is a good thing. It's better to discuss it and keep it in the study.

...

When Wei Dong called, Ke Xun was throwing the dead keyboard into the trash can.

Wei Dong: "Why?"

Ke Xun: "Take a rest."

Wei Dong: "After the fact?"

Ke Xun: "Just let it out if you have a fart, I'll hang up if it's okay."

Wei Dong: "Follow me with you, neither of us knows who. So what, didn't you say you want to buy furniture? My uncle is in the store. If you go directly to him, you will pay the reserve price."

Ke Xun: "Okay. By the way...what brand of keyboard is stronger?"

Wei Dong: "Your keyboard is broken? Are you accustomed to mechanical keyboards? It has a super texture, especially when the keys are pressed, the click of mechanical sound is very exciting....What about people? Hello? Speak!"

Ke Xun: "Um...I'm just imagining, I feel that it should really be vigorous."

"Right!" Wei Dong continued on the phone, but Ke Xun's thoughts have drifted away. Mu Yiran is sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and drinking steaming instant coffee. Outside the window is the city full of fallen leaves in late autumn and the sunset is golden red The afterglow of Wang was scattered on his beige sweater, glowing with a furry warm light.