"Why after the wee hours of the morning?
Is there a saying about this time?
”I got to the bottom of it, Bai Ya'er quickly got impatient, and she waved her hand at me: "Your time is running out, I don't want to hurt you." ”After saying that, she entered the bathroom alone, as if she was about to change out of her clothes and pants that were wet from the rain and stained with filth."
The residents in the Red Mansion are stranger than the other, and the Jinghai City anchor is hidden among them, and if I want to find him, I have to get more clues."
Confused, I stared at the woman's back until she closed the bathroom door.Hearing footsteps in the corridor late at night and a stranger knocking on the door, Bai Yaer's encounter in the Red Mansion caught my attention and made me suspicious.What is the purpose of a woman who lives alone after encountering such a strange thing, instead of moving out, insisting on staying?
What was there about this place that drew her to hold on to her despite her own safety?
I didn't understand, so I took advantage of Bai Ya'er's inattention and looked at the place where she was looking at just now.The damp wall of the bedroom, Bai Ya'er always looked there intentionally or unintentionally when she was talking to me, she seemed to have scruples, afraid of something."
The wall has ears?"
The clues in my mind were connected, "The wall is next to the painter's room, is Bai Yaer worried about being heard by the painter?"
No......"
I suddenly remembered those holes in the wall, and a somewhat terrifying thought crossed my mind like lightning!"
The hole connects the two rooms, is there someone watching?"
The first time I tore off the wall, I saw a blurry red shadow behind me, but I thought it was red paint, but now that I think about it, the bright red hue bulges outward, beating like a vessel."
That red is not paint, it is blood!
What I saw was a blood-red eyeball!
”My brain trembled, and I took a deep breath to calm myself down.When I first arrived on the fourth floor, I greeted the painter, and although he only showed half of his face, I could never forget his bloodshot eyes."
The painter has been stealing on the other side of the wall.
Peep!
”I realized it later, my palms were sweating, and I had inadvertently discovered his secret.My heart beat slowed down, and when I calmed down, I felt that something was wrong.There was more than one hole in that wall, and different views could be seen from all angles.There was no reason why such a bold "voyeurism" should not be discovered, so I resisted the idea of checking those holes and walked to the bathroom: "Bai Yaer's house has everything neatly placed and cleaned, it can be seen that this is a girl who loves cleanliness very much, but why would such a person choose to live in a smelly bedroom?"
Sleeping under someone else's gaze?
”The freshly painted wall skin told me that Bai Yaer was aware of the holes in the wall and knew that she had been stolen.
Peep still insists on living in the Red Mansion, and doesn't even change the room, there must be another hidden reason in this."
I think I've already guessed the reason why Bai Ya'er lives in the Red Mansion."
Pushing open the bathroom door, I looked at the woman who had just taken off my coat, stared at her skinny and slender artistic body, and lowered my voice: "What is the name of the painter who lives next to you?"
”Bai Ya'er grabbed the coat she had just taken off, and she only had a light white single coat inside: "What are you asking for?"
”I entered the bathroom and closed the door with my backhand.In the confined and confined space, I could clearly hear the woman's heartbeat and breathing: "Don't be afraid, he can't see now." ”"What nonsense are you talking about?
I don't understand. ”The woman was a little flustered and was about to open the door, but before she could touch the door lock, I grabbed her: "Don't understand?
”I had a hint of abuse on my face: "You're the painter's model, aren't you?"
How much money did he give you to follow him and live in this stinking and murderous ghost building. ”Every time I said a word, Bai Ya'er's face became ugly, and she began to struggle, and her voice became louder: "Let go of me!"
”Covering her mouth with one hand, I pressed her to the floor and dragged her into the deepest part of the bathroom.Through the dim light, I looked at this delicate woman, who seemed to be a natural work of art, but unfortunately under her beautiful appearance, there was a "rotten" heart."
Tell me, I lifted the bedroom wall when you were drunk, and was stealing.
Peering at him glanced, I could be sure that he was the one hiding behind the wall. ”"I don't know, I don't know what you're in?
Voyeurism?
What voyeurism?
”The woman's strength is small, and her resistance seems to me weak."
It's useless to lie in front of me, I'm not interested in the deal between you and I'm not going to interfere, you just have to tell me the truth, otherwise I might do something that makes you very painful."
My voice was cold and emotionless, and I picked up the towel and stuffed it into her mouth, while straining my hands.The pain made the woman's face bruise, and I was merciless, and any act of pity and pity in the face of a life and death crisis was stupid."
Do you know now?"
I saw her nodding, so I took off the towel and put my knee on her waist: "Tell me, what is your relationship with the painter?"
Why do you live in the Red Mansion?
”Bai Ya'er gasped for breath, glared at me viciously, struggled twice, and found that her body couldn't move at all, so she resigned herself to her fate: "I admit that I knew the painter in your mouth before, and I live here all because of him." ”"Sure enough."
The woman's words confirmed my suspicions: "What's the name of that painter?"
Tell me the specifics about him. ”Both soft and hard were applied, and Bai Yaer finally relented."
His name is Zhu Li, he is an artist, not only painting, he has amazing talent in many art categories, he is a genius, no, he is a genius among geniuses!"
There was a hint of frenzy in the woman's voice, and her description succeeded in piquing my curiosity."
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That unkempt, bloodshot painter is still an artistic genius?"
I looked at it, and the woman's tone was very wrong: "How did you and him meet?"
”"I saw the teacher's works on the Internet, and I liked his style that went straight to the depths of the human soul, so I kept leaving my contact information under his works, hoping to meet him one day."
Bai Yaer didn't know that the expression on her face was so sad now: "Later, the teacher took the initiative to contact me, and he wanted me to participate in her next work and let me be his model." ”"So you came to Jinghai City?
Lived next door to him?
”I don't understand Bai Yaer's approach, that painter is obviously a bit psychopathic, although many geniuses have a crazy side, but this does not mean that as long as he is a madman, he must be a genius, I don't think a voyeur will be an elegant artist."
Yes, I am honored to be a neighbor with the teacher in order to assist him in completing the work."
has already said it, Bai Ya'er has a trace of pride on her face."
You just said that you have been in Jinghai for three or four months, what works require such a long creative cycle?
I'm afraid it's not just about drawing between you, right?
”I always felt like she was hiding something very important."
With your dirty thoughts, you will definitely not understand Mr.
Zhu's art, there is nothing between us, I am just his model, and he has never done anything excessive to me."
Bai Ya'er pressed her face to the ground and smiled disdainfully at me."
You say I'm dirty?
How great could that voyeur be greater than me?
”I clasped her hands: "He paints for you every day?"
Can you show me his work?
”"You people will never understand real art, painting is only one of the ways to express consciousness, even the most abstract painting is just depicting a kind of thought."
Bai Yaer was dismissive: "You can't understand Mr.
Zhu's art, that's art, and that can be called a shocking creation!"
”Her face was flushed, and it seemed that just talking about it made her feel excited: "I have the teacher's work saved in my phone, if you want to see it, I can open it for you." ”"Lie here and don't move, I'll go get my phone."
I slowly let go of my hands and saw the woman lying on the ground honestly, so I left, found her phone and charger and quickly returned to the bathroom.Plug it in, turn it on, and I put the phone screen in the woman's hand.She clicked on a hidden folder, and when she entered the password, a photo appeared on the screen numbered by date.I clicked on a random photograph taken a few years ago, showing a doctor in a white coat holding a crush at a human brain specimen.Flipping back, the next few photos record the whole process of the doctor crushing the human brain, and this group of photos is called wisdom."
This is the art of that Teacher Zhu?"
Continue to flip through and click on the second document, which is a masked man who sewed pigskin on his thigh, and the name of the photo is called skin grafting.As the date goes by, Mr.
Zhu's works become more and more pathogenic and crazy.One of them shows a baby being placed next to a stray dog, and the camera captures the moment when the vicious dog opens its mouth, and the title of this work is Sacrifice.Another is on an elongated dining table, where a living specimen is dismembered into dishes and placed on a plate, while on the other side of the table sits a pig in a suit, with two words written in the lower left corner of the photograph - Dinner.These are not paintings or fictions at all, they are all photos, real records, hysterical, and make people look at photos with fear and scalp tingling!"
How?
What do you think?!
”Bai Ya'er shouted excitedly, and I forced the towel into her mouth, and continued to look through the discomfort.Of all the works, there was one that caught my attention, and this one was not the bloodiest.
Fishy, but it exposes a problem.I've enlarged this photo, called Redemption, and it was taken just a few days ago.