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Chapter 172 Scarlet Beast 19 Epiphany.
Not all of these people with red marks are willing to talk about their own thoughts, even if they want to talk, they are selective.
Zhu Haowen didn't say a word with no expression on his face, and determined not to listen to other people's stories, and walked to the residence after leaving the restaurant.
Xiao Qinxian is a person who firmly believes that she has no animal records. She returned to the police dormitory alone with a cold expression.
Zhao Yanbao said: "I intend to try to self-precipitate. If other people need psychological counseling, I can help."
There are not a few others left: Qin Ci, Yu Ji, Rowe.
Rowe said that he was exhausted today and wanted to go back to rest. Mu Yiran took advantage of not "ignoring" this partner at the moment, and walked with him to the dormitory.
Yu Ji always followed Qin Ci and refused to leave, as if treating Doctor Qin as the only life-saving straw.
Although their hospital colleague Su Benxin was not at peace, he was someone who had no animal history. At this moment, he chatted with his friend Lion under the street lamp, and patted each other's shoulders from time to time, as if they were comforting each other.
Neither Ke Xun nor Wei Dong left, and Qin Ci stood under the tall Wangchun magnolia tree.
Yu Ji stood beside Qin Ci like a tail, with an awkward expression: "I know I am a bit redundant, but I don't want to leave Dr. Qin. If I suddenly feel pain in some place, maybe Dr. Qin can use it soon. The scalpel clears that thing out, it can save my life."
Qin Ci wanted to say that he didn't carry a scalpel with him, but seeing Yu Ji's nervous expression, he didn't say anything.
Wei Dong looked at Qin Ci's forehead, and remembered the large piece of beast that Rowe described that covered half of his forehead and spread to his eyes. He felt uncomfortable in his heart: "Neither Hao Wener nor you. , Chi Lei is gone, and Zhao Yanbao will solve it for her. If you...I don't know why you left."
Qin Ci didn't care: "Actually, I don't have any secrets. When Rowe mentioned the dark red mark on my forehead, I probably knew what was going on."
Wei Dong sounded a little anxious: "Then why are you so calm? Hurry up and find a way to solve the happy demon!"
"The heart demon doesn't mean that you can unlock it," Qin Ci couldn't help but smiled. "Besides, I don't think it is a heart demon, it's just an unforgettable memory."
"Doctor Qin, I, I...should I avoid it?" Yu Ji looked at Su Benxin and Lion who were talking from a distance, and seemed unwilling to go there.
Qin Ci is noncommittal: "It's not a secret, and it's nothing shameful.-My love has passed away, it has been five years."
Ke Xun was startled when he heard this, and didn't know how to continue the conversation. A person like Qin Ci is kind, thoughtful, patient, and even moderate. In his previous dictionary, such a person belongs to the kind of "successful people with high academic qualifications" who have no bright spots. He has not even guessed that this person will What kind of story is there-probably apart from busy work, it is a blind date with a "very decent" lady like a teacher, nurse, civil servant, right?
Qin Ci actually has a lover and has passed away.
"The lover you are talking about is already married?" Wei Dong couldn't help asking.
"I have received the marriage certificate, and the wedding has not been held yet." Qin Ci's voice gradually lowered, "Died in an air crash. She was flying over to me from another city to celebrate my birthday."
Ke Xun stepped forward and patted his old friend on the shoulder, without saying anything.
Yu Ji interrupted in the side: "My lover also passed away... Is it true that people with dark traces like us died because of their lover? That's the same for the guy from outside?"
Ke Xun thought of Rowe's situation and nodded. An aura-like thought suddenly flashed in his heart, but it went out again and his attention shifted to the present.
Qin Ci showed a consistent cordial smile: "Although I have never forgotten this person, I haven't struggled with this, especially recently. I... seem to be back to the kind that I did not have the burden to completely relieve. In the past few years, my state has never been so relaxed."
Ke Xun looked at Qin Ci's eyes: "The relaxed state you mentioned refers to the two days in Xincheng, right?"
Qin Ci didn't think deeply about this: "Yes, it's just these two days."
Pieces of thick white magnolia petals sank and fell, like a winter's snow.
Ke Xun seemed to hear his own echo: "You, don't you want to go back?"
Qin Ci: "I'm a person who takes care of everything. Besides, is it okay for us to be here?"
It was probably the most frightening time Ke Xun came to Heart City at this moment, although there was only Qin Ci's face that couldn't be more calm.
Wei Dong doesn’t seem to think so deeply, or he has been partially assimilated by the painting. At this moment, he is just discouraging: "Don’t, we are away from home, let’s say that our temporary residence permit is only 13 days, to be exact, only 6 and a half days. , We might have to fold it here! Besides, you have such a big beast, if something goes wrong, it is a big thing."
Qin Ci: "I don't think that the beast represents evil. My beast is just my memories and past times. This fusion with the beast seems to be able to find the original self. I don't believe it will hurt me.-I never I have seen cases where the beast and the host live in peace for decades."
"Can you calculate the year of the beast?" Ke Xun grabbed this sentence and asked.
"The result may come out tomorrow. Through the invisible texture of the beast, it can be measured how long the beast has existed in the host." Qin Ci seems to be telling other people's things at this time, "My beast, about five years. ."
The more peaceful, even at ease, Qin Ci at this moment, the more uncomfortable and even panic Ke Xun felt.
...
Xiao Qinxian pinched out the cigarette and went back to his room.
A thunderous telephone rang, like a beggar flaunting the broken bronze iron he picked up.
Xiao Qinxian picked up the phone angrily: "Who are you?"
There was a familiar voice on the phone: "It's okay, I'll try the phone."
If it's okay for others, it's just the outsider who doesn't like it the most! Rowe, the outsider, actually called himself from next door after he was full!
Xiao Qinxian shouted directly on the phone: "You are sick!"
After yelling, he didn't let his breath go, and ran directly to the next door: "You are harassment!"
In the next room, Rowe was still holding the unset earpiece in his hand, and Mu Yiran stood not far from him.
Rowe's expression did not change at all because of Xiao Qinxian's madness. At this moment, he faced Fang and said: "I'm doing a polygraph."
"Why do you talk to me like a prisoner!" Xiao Qinxian made a broken voice, not knowing why he was so angry.
Rowe remained calm like a robot: "You said that you received a call last night and you were lying."
Xiao Qinxian froze for a moment, then glared at Rowe again: "Thousands! Really! Ten thousand! Really! A crazy man called me last night!"
"The ringing of the phone is deafening, we can't possibly hear it." Rowe didn't rush.
"Of course I can't hear you sleeping like a dead pig."
Rowe walked around Xiao Qinxian at the door and pointed to somewhere in the corridor outside: "Last night, at this location, you were smoking a cigarette. I came out of Mu Yiran Ke Xun's room. You said that you answered a call and the other party kept Don’t speak, so you unplug the phone line. ——At the time of the call, the three of us were in the room and it was impossible not to hear the harsh telephone ringing."
Xiao Qinxian was in a trance, and even lit another cigarette as if to cooperate with the reappearance of the scene: "Yes, I still complained about the broken phone without caller ID..."
Mu Yiran, who had been silent next to him, finally spoke: "There was something wrong with what I said just now. Last night, I said that the caller kept silent, but you just said that the other person is a ‘mad man’."
Rowe's cold eyes finally brightened, and he looked at Mu Yiran gratefully. I really didn't dare to expect this conversation with Xiao Qinxian to be "successfully heard" and "correctly understood" by Mu Yiran.
Mu Yiran, who lived up to his expectations, continued: "Did anyone call? Did the caller speak? What did they say?"
Xiao Qinxian messed up his mushroom head a little irritably, with a cigarette in his mouth. It was exactly the same as Rowe saw last night: "I don't know if there is anyone on the phone, it sounds vague. It's like the sound coming from the radio when the signal is not working. It seems to be a man, and he can't hear what he said. I suspect that the phone is crossed."
"Can't hear a single sentence? It's okay to hear a single word clearly." Mu Yiran asked.
Xiao Qinxian calmed down for a while before saying: "It seems that there are two words that can be heard vaguely-the left hand should be these two words."
Xiao Qinxian went out after speaking, "I feel very broken, I went to take a bath, you better stop asking me a word."
Mu Yiran was silent for a while. Looking back at Rowe, it seemed that Rowe was repeatedly writing something on a piece of paper. When he walked over to see, there were some traces of no color, just like the stray paper left on the pad underneath when a child did his homework. Imprint.
Mu Yiran took it and frowned and looked at it for a long time. He couldn't make out a word, but he still folded it and put it in his pocket.
Rowe smiled bitterly: "Probably I didn't hold on until the end, before I broke down first."
"Don't worry," Mu Yiran softened his tone as much as possible. "I have heard Xiao Qinxian's words, about the mysterious call that we can't hear, and the "left hand" on the phone. This is the clue, we can already Slight communication, isn't it?"
Rowe sighed and shook his head. There seemed to be some crystal in his eyes, but he quickly wiped it away: "I can guess what my beast looks like. It's probably a cornucopia. Hehe, it should be a cornucopia. That scene is my heart. The haze on the sky will linger for a lifetime."
Mu Yiran sighed, but knew he could not comfort him.
"I'm so tired." Rowe leaned against his bed.
"Take a rest, I don't think there is no possibility of progress."
"Well, good night." Rowe smiled tiredly.
"Good night." Mu Yiran walked out of the room, thinking of Rowe's words, that cornucopia beast, his girlfriend who had died in a terrible state...
Mu Yiran felt his heart tightening bit by bit, memories like the drums from afar spreading through his mind gradually, jumping out of the heart city, jumping out of painting, painting, painting, painting...
Mu Yiran suddenly took out the piece of paper from his pocket, and found that the original blank paper clearly read a series of names: Mirren, Kanglai, Rongrang, LEX, Luo Bin, Qiu Jian, Li Jinghao.
It is the signature, the signature of those painters.
We want to get out of the painting, we must find the signature!
Rowe tried his brains time and time again to remind himself that this is the most fundamental problem!
Everyone who walks into Xincheng has forgotten the way he came, and the key to finally going out.