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Chapter 1103 Blind Women Are Not Blind 17
All the paintings are of the same man, with different movements, and his expression is always painful and distorted, as if he is being abused. In some paintings, there are scattered instruments of torture.

The most exaggerated are the pictures below, which are different ways of dying!
Each one is drawn with great care, and the strokes are full of hatred!

The man's eyes express despair and dissatisfaction.

But in the face of death, his despair is just the rich sauce on the dinner plate, which is just right to set off the atmosphere.

Qian Fugui hissed: "What a hatred..."

"Who is this?" Lan Shuying pointed at the man and asked.

Ono said he didn't know either.

"Did you watch her draw it?"

"Some are, some are not." Ono scratched his head, "I don't go home often after I live in school... Ah!"

He turned over the last one in surprise.

The man was lying in a pool of blood, with no less than twenty table knives on his body!

The blood was not painted with a paintbrush, but was smeared with blood by the artist.

Without a signature, it means that this painting has not been completed yet.

A few drops of blood were on the right half of the paper, which had dried long ago and left the rest dirty.

Moreover, the drawing paper is very wrinkled, as if it has been squeezed tightly and then spread out again.

Usually only the couple live in the villa, and this painting is the work of Ono's mother. What does she want to express with these paintings... From abuse to death, she obviously has strong dissatisfaction with the man in the painting.

She is revenge.

"Xiao Ye, maybe my words will make you uncomfortable, but, I think, there may be something wrong with her death..." Lan Shuying tried to smooth the painting, "Her mental aspect..."

Ono suddenly said: "She said she was going crazy... before she saw the monster, it was not normal."

"She will take me with her wherever she goes, and she will never let me out of sight, because she will be captured by monsters. However, there was no news of monsters appearing at that time..."

There was deep confusion in Ono's words.

Under the encouragement and guidance of the two of them, he gradually remembered more details and had doubts about the way his parents got along.

The most obvious change is that he no longer emphasizes how loving his parents are.

Ono recalled:

For a long time before the monster appeared, the two of them were separated. Every time, his mother would pick him up and never let him go to the third floor alone.

"How long is a long time?"

"At least two years... After they came back from the investigation of the Kamot pothole, the atmosphere was not right..."

Qian Fugui repeated the name.

"However, your mother studies theology, and Mr. Zhang is a psychologist. Why would they go to such a place?" Lan Shuying questioned.

"I don't know." Ono said honestly.

Well, the problem probably lies in this pothole.

Next, they found the passports, air tickets, etc. used by the couple in the study, as well as some photos, which were taken near the mouth of the pit, and the distance between each one was closer than the other.

Qian Fugui had a clue: "Is this from a meteorite?"

Lan Shuying looked at the black gravel near the pothole, and suddenly walked quickly into the collection room. Sure enough, there were four or five black stones on one of the antique racks, which were basically similar to the photos!

Oh, it's probably a "travel souvenir".

At this moment, they all heard a humming sound.

Very regular, like a phone call coming in when the phone is in vibrate mode.

Ono hurried in: "Look!"

It turned out that the notebook was buzzing in his hand.

Spots of blood ooze from the hard shell.

Ono handed over his notebook and huddled between the two of them with a nervous expression on his face.

Qian Fugui opened it, only to see a line of small print appear on the originally blank title page:

"I used to be very religious, but after I heard that voice, I don't believe in God anymore."

Qian Fugui narrowed his eyes: "Who are you? Talk!"

The small characters began to move rapidly.

The blood color dissipated and recombined, finally forming a woman's face.

The lines are simple, but it gives the impression that she is staring at Ono!

"mom!"

The woman didn't speak.

The patterns melted away again and reorganized.

This time, the information she provided was a name:
Sheng Hongfei.

followed by a string of numbers.

"..."

The two looked at Ono suspiciously: Who is Sheng Hongfei?
Ono couldn't stand the reappearance of the dead relatives in this way, and cried for a long time before saying that they might be mother's friends.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said in a twitching voice, "There has been no signal..."

"It seems to be there now." Lan Shuying fiddled with it and said.

Qian Fugui made a mouth shape: Haunted.

Then she stepped on her foot.

It stands to reason that the situation in the last days is so bad that the mobile phone should be useless long ago, and it is a miracle that there is a signal... She dialed that number, and a male voice said, "Hello?"

"Excuse me, is Sheng Hongfei there?"

"Here, wait a minute." There were footsteps on the other end, and after the man handed over his cell phone, the person speaking on the other end turned into a kind female voice, asking about the situation.

Lan Shuying claimed to be Zhang Xiaoye's current guardian, and accidentally discovered this number.

Sheng Hongfei was surprised: "What? Where is Zhang Hongjie? He told me before that everything is fine, why did he suddenly change the guardian?"

Zhang Hongjie...should be Ono's father.

In Wen Jia's impression, he was a mature and gentle gentleman who was willing to help others.

Lan Shuying regretfully revealed the news of Zhang Hongjie's death.

He fell down the stairs and died instantly.

The incident took place in that unoccupied villa.

At that time, she replaced Wen Jia's identity and descended in the basement. As long as she went up two floors from there, she could find Zhang Hongjie's body.

Lan Shuying gave some details and pointed out their current situation.

Of course, she would not rashly speak out about the weird events here.

Sheng Hongfei was silent for a long time, and asked if they could send Ono to her place.

"where are you?"

"Bright Paradise."

Two minutes after hanging up the phone, Lan Shuying received a text message with a detailed address in the suburbs of the city.

Sheng Hongfei emphasized that her place is safe, with sufficient food and friendly people, which is suitable for Ono to take refuge and heal her psychological trauma.

Qian Fugui said: "Whoever named it is also a talent...Hey, Xiao Ye, do you know this place?"

Ono didn't know Sheng Hongfei, nor did he know Guangming Paradise.

He didn't even know that his father had contact with this woman during his lifetime.

The child's face tightened.

Thinking of a bad possibility, he sat down heavily on the booth, staring at his toes in a daze.

Bright Paradise...

Lan Shuying felt that she had seen this name before today.

She walked around the study twice, found a brochure near the drawer, and called Qian Fugui to come and read it.

She lowered her voice and said:
"Bright Paradise is a branch of this school, which is specially set up for blind children. Don't you think... this plot is a bit familiar?"

(End of this chapter)