Since Redbeard already knew about the negative layer, there was no need for me to deliberately hide anything, so I told him the truth how we took Du Hao down and how we found his body in the bathroom.
Redbeard's brow furrowed as he listened, and there seemed to be an ominous premonition on his face.
"Is there a problem?"
I asked.
"You just said that Du Hao stayed in the morgue until he reached the basement floor," Redbeard asked.
I nodded, and remembered the black cat again, and I had been haunted by it, so I mentioned it to Redbeard.
After listening to my words, he nodded, and suddenly asked me, "Is your Dean Li missing?"
I said in my heart, this guy's thinking jumped fast enough, so I told him about what we knew about Dean Li.
"Okay, I got it."
He bowed his head thoughtfully.
When Redbeard raised his head again, his expression became very melancholy, "Zhang Qiang, you have to be careful in the future." ” "What do you mean?"
"It's bad luck to be scratched by a black cat, and that cat is definitely a little gift that Du Hao left for you."
After listening to his words, I felt a chill down my spine, and Du Hao really refused to let me go until he died.
"How careful should I be, the black cat has already caught me, and besides, I'm also vaccinated against rabies" Before I could finish speaking, he interrupted me.
"You know, I'm not talking to you about whether you get the rabies vaccine or not.
I don't know what Du Hao did to your morgue, and I don't know what the consequences will be if the black cat scratches you, you just need to remember that Du Hao's death is not the end. ” I felt more and more fear, and this fear came from the unknown.
Taking a deep breath, I said to him, "Let's get down to business, what the hell do you need me to do?"
I knew that he would only tell me about Xiaoxue if I helped him, and that was the most important thing to me.
Redbeard pursed his lips, his face became even more ugly, and after thinking for a moment, he said slowly: "I want you to help me investigate someone."
"Who" "A man, named Song Bing, used to be a shaman."
He said and glanced at Wang Ying, "You shouldn't know him." ” Wang Ying shook her head, "I really haven't heard of it, and besides, there are so many shamans, and I can't know the names of all of them." ” After speaking, Wang Ying asked Redbeard vigilantly: "What are you going to do to the shamans again?"
Redbeard frowned, "Actually, I was wronged for the slaughter of your people. ” I reminded Wang Ying in a whisper, do you remember Wang Yue's words, she said that Redbeard was innocent.
Wang Ying didn't say anything more aggressively.
Redbeard's expression was grim, and he continued: "Let's talk about the slaughter of your people later, what you have to do now is to investigate this Song Bing for me." ” "Tell me what you want us to find out about him," I said, "and how do we find him?"
Redbeard said the name of a studio, which sounded like it was an advertising idea, let's go there and find Song Bing.
He said that what I want to do is very simple, just record what Song Bing does every day, and come back to report to him in a week.
"He's calling us like private detectives," Linzi muttered to me.
"It's not killing people and setting fires, I'm already satisfied."
I glanced at Linzi, "As long as he tells me about Xiaoxue, it doesn't matter if he does this." ” "How is it okay?"
asked Redbeard.
I patted my chest and agreed, and then Redbeard said that he was going to take a nap and recharge his energy, so that he could play tricks on the doctors and nurses in the evening, and he laughed and stood up.
The three of us left the psychiatric hospital later, and on the way I asked Wang Ying how the doctor seemed to know her.
Wang Ying sighed, her expression a little gloomy, "My dad was originally in this hospital, so I know some doctors." ” Linzi and I originally wanted to ask Wang Ying's father's attending doctor, hoping to understand Wang Ying's father's condition when he was ill and know what he had experienced.
Because through his paintings, it can be judged that Wang Ying's father, Lin Qing, Mu Kun, and No. 2 freezer all have some kind of connection.
So far, no one knows Mu Kun's information, except for Wang Ying's dead father, and myself.
If the person in his painting is really Mu Kun, it means that I am not the only one who has seen Mu Kun.
I especially wanted to figure out all of this, and I wanted to figure out all the things that happened to me.
"Wang Ying, can you take me to meet the doctor who treated your father, or let me see other paintings of your father before his death?"
I suddenly became excited, grabbed Wang Ying's shoulder, and asked her.
She seemed to be frightened by me, "Qiangzi, what's wrong with you, aren't we going to find that Song Bing, why do you suddenly care about my dad?"
Yes, yes, only by investigating Song Bing first can I get Xiaoxue's news as soon as possible.
I was caught in a conflict, my mind was jumbled, and I felt like I was on the verge of collapse.
Countless voices echoed in my ears, countless images flashed before my eyes, my stomach began to bloate, I kept hiccups, and pantothenic acid began to water in my stomach.
I don't remember what happened after that, but when I opened my eyes again, I felt like I was lying on a big comfortable bed, and I had never slept in such a comfortable bed since I was so old.
The ceiling is very nice, and this is neither a duty room nor a hospital.
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At this time, I heard a rustling sound, as if someone was writing and drawing with a pencil.
When I turned my head, there was a quiet woman sitting by the window, sitting on the big bay window, holding a sketchbook in her hand, staring out the window, holding a pencil in her hand, and constantly drawing something.
I was at Wang Ying's house, and when I thought of this, a spirit sat up from the bed, "Wang Yue, why am I here, Linzi and Xiaoying?"
I was extremely nervous and terrified at the same time, no matter what, Wang Yue was not a normal human being, and being in the same room with her made my scalp tingle.
"You're awake."
She said lightly, not looking at me.
I got out of bed and came to Wang Yue's side.
Looking at the painting in her hand, I suddenly felt depressed, terrifying, and uncomfortable.
Outside the window was originally a man-made lake with unique scenery, but in Wang Yue's pen, it has become extremely strange, a coffin floats in the middle of the lake, the coffin lid is gone, and a person is lying inside.
It was a man, and the scar on the brow bone immediately reminded me of a person, Rinko.
He had such a scar on his face.
"What are you drawing, why is Linzi in the coffin, where the hell have they gone, tell me" I grabbed her sketchbook and pencil like crazy and questioned her.
Wang Yue frowned, "I don't know what they are doing, I just know that you have been sleeping for three days." ” Send out the last update in advance, thank you all for seeing you tomorrow t1706231537: