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Chapter 160 Scarlet Beast 07┃ Traces.
Ke Xun felt that Rowe's eyes were observing himself like a high-precision scanner, and finally made a judgment: "No, you don't have it on your face."
"Then, what about it?"
"Neither did he." Rowe's gaze swept across Mu Yiran faintly, and he seemed to have carefully observed the opponent.
Although it is still unclear what those red traces are, Ke Xun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. At least in the face of unknown danger, Mu Yiran is the same as himself.
Ke Xun and Mu Yiran stopped talking, quietly waiting for Rowe to reveal everything he saw——
"There are some people who are like the two of you, with the same faces as they were before entering the painting. But others..." Rowe's voice was slightly muted.
"The first person I found with red marks was Xiao Qinxian. Just after we went back to the dormitory in the afternoon, I found a very obvious mole under her eye. Although she hadn't observed this person carefully before, she always I think this mole of tears appears abruptly.—The red is a red that can kill all the surrounding colors."
Ke Xun didn't see this red with his own eyes. In his imagination, it was like the corpse of the little girl in the red dress who was pushed on the garbage truck in the movie "Schindler's List".
Rowe said with a sneer, "Probably it was Xiao Qinxian who noticed my too probing gaze, so he had doubts and disgust towards me."
"What about the others?" Mu Yiran asked.
"It was found in front of the restaurant that Chi Lei and Ji Sun had red birthmarks of different sizes on their foreheads. At that time, I felt something was wrong until I saw Doctor Qin."
"Qin Ci?" Ke Xun never expected that Qin Ci was also hit.
"Yes, half of Dr. Qin's forehead is covered by something like a dark red birthmark. It is a very old and heavy red, different from others' colors." Rowe touched his own subconsciously. On the forehead, "The traces of other people are mostly bright red, attached to the forehead, but Xiao Qinxian is under the eyes."
Ke Xun couldn't recover for a long time because he heard Qin Ci's name.
"Who else is there?" Mu Yiran asked.
"Zhu Haowen has a red bean-like bright red dot on the center of his eyebrows. Yu Ji's is located above his forehead. It is like a willow leaf. The color is dark." Rowe recalled carefully, "Now take out the pen and paper, I should be able to put these The shape of a person’s birthmark is roughly drawn."
Mu Yiran is not in a hurry to get a pen and paper. He seems to want to straighten out what is happening now: "In the order you just said: Xiao Qinxian, Ji Sun, Chi Lei, Qin Ci, Zhu Haowen, Yu Ji, are these six people? ?"
Rowe's voice is a little low: "It's one more thing."
"Who?"
"I."
Mu Yiran's eyes were also somewhat surprised.
Rowe's finger never left the position of his right forehead: "In this place, a piece the size of a broad bean is dark in color, but slightly brighter than that of Dr. Qin."
Ke Xun leaned close to Rowe and looked at the place he was pointing for a long time, but couldn't see anything: "Why can you see it alone?"-Other people's eyes seemed to have a red shield turned on.
"Probably because I am the only one outside the city," Rowe said.
"But, why do you, a person outside the city, have red marks on your forehead?" Ke Xun said and asked, "When did you find this piece?"
"I saw it in the bathroom mirror. I was shocked when I saw it. I didn't expect that I had it too." Rowe got up slowly, walked to the window, poked his head out, and found that Xiao Qinxian's window was still bright. With the light on, Rowe turned around, leaning back against the window, and his face under the light was clean and clean-at least in the eyes of the "city people".
"If I opened the'eye of the sky', it should have started from the moment I got the foreigner's certificate. Unfortunately, my mood at the time was completely entangled with my special identity, and I didn't pay attention to the faces of people around me at all." Rowe has already Roughly guessing at this point in time, "Our red traces shouldn't suddenly change. They should have been on the face since we entered the painting. Only outsiders who have been stamped with the seal of'outside the heart city' can see it."
The three people could not analyze the significance of these red traces, but it is certain that these reds should be related to the scarlet beast.
"There are 13 people in total, seven of them have red marks, and the three workplaces are all distributed." Mu Yiran took out a pen and paper and simply took notes. The rest of the work was handed over to Rowe, who asked him to draw according to memory. The shape and location of each person’s red marks, even the extent of the spread of the red edges — no one can guarantee whether these reds will change tomorrow, nor can anyone with a clean face tonight suddenly grow suspicious red marks tomorrow .
Ke Xun didn’t expect Rowe to have some basic painting skills. The characters’ facial proportions and features could be grasped. Gradually, Ke Xun was shocked by the traces on Qin Ci’s face on the screen. Although he used a pencil, the red color itself was very strong. It can stimulate the imagination of human beings-the red marks of Qin Ci spread all over the left half of his forehead and even spread to the left eye.
"His color is the darkest, almost black and red. The Yu Ji's is also darker. The rest is mine." Rowe drew the last face with a pen, which belongs to him. "If we say three of us One belongs to the dark red series, so the remaining four belong to the bright red series."
Ke Xun's mood at this time is very complicated. Seeing the most serious red marks on Qin Ci's face, he always feels like something is stuck in his heart, both worried and sad. Looking up at Rowe, who is seriously painting, he also feels sad, and at the same time not Feeling admire the other's composure.
When assigning work in the afternoon, Rowe, as an out-of-towner "outside the heart city area", had a sense of loneliness abandoned by the world, and when asked the old police and everyone, no one could hear him on the spot.
Those red marks like conspiracy were discovered by him, and only he could see them. However, while prying into these secrets, he also saw the red marks on his face in the mirror.
It's really a satirical painting. As a "bystander" outsider, Rowe should have been the most sober, but he was unavoidably contaminated with the red dust of Xincheng.
Ke Xun felt a little depressed. He stretched out his hand and touched Rowe's actual forehead according to the position on the screen. The "legendary" spot with red marks is no different from the touch of other parts of the skin: "The feeling here is different from other parts. Is there any difference in the location?"
"It's not different in itself," Rowe smiled softly. "But since I saw it, I always felt that little skin was not my own."
This kind of psychological change cannot be more normal.
Ke Xun: "I still don't understand what the classification criteria are, the difference between red and no red, whether it was selected after entering the painting, or was it destined before entering the painting."
"I think it must have something to do with something inside," Rowe used a pencil to lightly paint the traces of the characters drawn. "These traces may lead to the heart."
Both Ke Xun and Mu Yiran agree with this statement, but because they can't figure out the internal connection, they can't explain the matter too thoroughly.
The horseshoe watch on the table pointed to twelve o'clock, and Rowe was about to get up: "These things have only been told to you two. Although I shouldn't keep it from everyone, I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary panic."
There will be panic, and maybe some people will use it as a reason for cannibalism. After all, everyone’s task is to "find enough beasts." These people might be mistaken for beasts. There are relationships. ——Just because Rowe took a few more glances at Xiao Qinxian, he was repelled by his every means, not to mention this kind of serious "big difference" in nature. If suspicion and suspicion cause internal divisions, I am afraid that everyone will not want to get out of this painting.
"No, I have to tell Qin Ci and Hao Wener about this. Although I don't know how to prevent it, at least be careful tonight," Ke Xun scratched his head, "especially Qin Ci."
Mu Yiran didn't speak, but cooperatively took out the paper with the phone number written on it.
Rowe has stood up and is about to leave: "You can consider the rest, it's getting late."
Rowe opened the door and came out, but found Xiao Qinxian's figure in the corridor, wearing a white coat of forensic medicine, leaning against the wall smoking.
Rowe looked at her and didn't intend to speak.
Xiao Qinxian took the initiative to speak: "I just answered the phone."
Rowe stopped, looking at her questioningly.
"The other party hasn't spoken." Xiao Qinxian was a little annoyed, brushing his hair with one hand, messing up the mushroom head, "I just unplugged the phone line, why doesn't our phone even show caller ID? I can only pull it out, calm my mind."
"Are you still?" Rowe said, "If you are afraid, just squeeze with us."
Xiao Qinxian lit a cigarette: "No, I've been lucky since I was a kid."
Rowe squinted at the "lucky guy" in the cigarette. The eye-catching red mole looked like a drop of blood.
...
Ke Xun had already dialed Qin Ci's phone and heard a familiar voice on the other end of the phone: "Not asleep yet?"
Suddenly I felt very cordial. I don't know when, these friends who went out and started painting together have become relatives.
"Can't sleep, you are in your house?"
"Yes, it's a special treatment for the chief physician." Qin Ci smiled bitterly.
"Rowe just came over, he saw some strange things..." Ke Xun briefly said about the red trace.
There was a little silence on the phone, and Qin Ci's voice rang for a while: "I should say it earlier. Use a pen to draw along the edge of the red note so that it is convenient to observe its subtle changes."
"...Let's not talk about changes, I just remind you to be careful."
"Don't worry, judging from the tone of the old policeman, a surgeon is needed here, and I shouldn't have killed a doctor so early." Qin Ci relieved Ke Xun like a big brother.
"Bring a scalpel when you sleep, in case you need it."
"Well, it's a good idea."
Ke Xun put down the phone and was stunned for a while before dialing Zhu Haowen's phone number from the phone book.
"Who?" The other party seemed to have fallen asleep.
Ke Xun briefly explained his intention, and the other party asked again the exact location: "There is a red dot between the eyebrows? The location is too terrible."
"Yeah, so be careful."
"Why don't I stick a band-aid to block it? I happen to have a small medicine cabinet here."
"……alright."
Ke Xun hung up the phone and looked at Mu Yiran: "All are quite optimistic."