Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

Xia Mingchi temporarily put the matter of Lu Renyuan behind him, and ran hard in the dark.

There seem to be more sculptures outside the building than a few days ago.

Xia Mingchi did not dare to relax his vigilance towards these things, they are controlled by Wu Xiao, who knows if Wu Xiao will suddenly go crazy.

Xia Mingchi first hid behind the stone bench, planning to let the sculpture pass first.

I saw them holding hands, moving more nimbly and quickly.

Suddenly, a certain sculpture sensed a living creature behind the stone bench, and immediately stopped. The sculptures behind had no time to stop their feet and bumped into each other.

Several sculptures fell to the ground and twisted, and got up again, with cracked faces, opening their mouths with difficulty.

"Ka... ka..." is the sound of mandible movement.

There was blood on the lip, and the dentures were horribly white.

The glass eyeballs turned and finally settled in the direction where Xia Mingchi was hiding.

Xia Mingchi immediately became nervous. He arched his back and gathered momentum on his back feet, ready to accelerate.He made a plan, led them to the guard and threw them away, and then went to Jiang Tan's room.

But unexpectedly, the sculpture did not attack Xia Mingchi, but kept a distance.

They got up from the ground and waved at Xia Mingchi, as if to say hello.

Although it is not clear what the meaning of the sculpture is, but... the scalp is even more numb.

That's all, as long as it doesn't affect his plan.

Xia Mingchi shook off the goosebumps from his body, and rushed towards Building No. [-] like lightning.

Jiang Tan's door was closed, but the window was not.Xia Mingchi first judged from the sound that Jiang Tan should be in the farthest building No. [-], then dexterously jumped onto the window sill and entered cautiously.

All four feet landed without any sound.

Jiang Tan is worthy of being a rich second generation. The room is a complete set of leather furniture, and the decoration style is a mix of black and white, which is quite artistic.

Other than that, the wine bottle.

There were empty wine bottles all over the floor, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol.

When Zhao Ju and Shen Ting were chatting, they mentioned that Jiang Tan slept during the day and drank at night to find inspiration, and his work and rest were the opposite of normal people.

But Lu Renyuan said that when she rescued Shen Ting that day, Jiang Tan had already closed his pen.

What did Jiang Tan do before sealing his pen?

Xia Mingchi thought about it and turned to the coffee table.

Caught off guard, there is a shadow of a cat under your feet!

scare? !

Xia Mingchi was startled, turned around and saw a cat standing on the coffee table!

The cat looked terrified, its eyes were wide open, and the fur on its tail was blown up. It looked much bigger than Xia Mingchi's.What's more frightening is that the cat's upper body and waist are obviously misaligned, and the spine should be broken.

Can you stand upright with a broken spine? !

Xia Mingchi's mind went blank for a second, and then he immediately regained his composure.

He stood still and found that something was wrong with the cat on the coffee table.

It is not looking at itself, but behind him.

Xia Mingchi's heart beat violently. Is there anything else in the room?Why didn't he hear the sound?

Take a deep breath, turn your head slowly - there is nothing but an oil painting against the wall.

"Meow~ Meow?" Hey, bro?

Xia Mingchi tried to make a sound, and the cat seemed to be fixed there, maintaining the same posture, motionless.

fake?

He jumped onto the coffee table, walked around it a few times, and sniffed lightly.

Well!

The cat is a real cat, but it smells like embalming potion and is a specimen.

But the person who made the specimen was too poor, the anti-corrosion was not done properly, and there was a faint smell of corruption on the cat.It was only because the smell of wine in the room was too strong, and Xia Mingchi was in a state of high tension, that's why he didn't notice it.

In addition to the specimens, there was a half bottle of unsealed wine on the coffee table, and the residual liquid in the exquisite glass wine glass bottomed out.

The place where someone sat on the sofa is still warm.

Jiang Tan wouldn't be so perverted, playing with stinky stuffed cats while drinking?

Xia Mingchi followed the line of sight of the stuffed cat to the side of the painting, and looked at it carefully.

The seven sunflowers on the oil painting are uneven in height and well arranged, all blooming towards the sun and full of vitality.

What is very inconsistent is that there is a red seal in the middle of the whole picture, seal script, which can be recognized as Jiang Tan's name.

Was it drawn by Jiang Tan?Why did he put a seal seal on the oil painting?Make it neither Chinese nor foreign, neither fish nor fowl.

There is something dark red at the bottom of the picture, not like paint.

Xia Mingchi leaned closer and smelled it, it was blood.

"Meow - ow -!" a piercing voice sounded outside the door.

Oops!Jiang Tan came back so soon?In the past, he had to call outside until the sun rose again.

Xia Mingchi quickly squeezed into the gap between the sofa and the floor.

"Bang!" Jiang Tan kicked the door open, using both hands and feet, landed on his knees, and crawled in like a cat.

He moved his nostrils slightly and sniffed the air lightly, as if asking for a strange smell.

Did Jiang Tan's sense of smell become more sensitive after he turned into a cat?Xia Mingchi was suspicious.

Jiang Tan crawled over to the coffee table, sniffed the specimen for a long time with both hands, and turned to the sofa when he found the clue.

When he turned around, the sleeve of the windbreaker knocked down the wine bottle.

Bang, the remaining half bottle of wine spilled out, and the smell of alcohol in the room suddenly became stronger.

Xia Mingchi's scent was covered up, and Jiang Tan's eyes became confused.

Afterwards, Jiang Tan's attention was attracted by the wine again, he lay down on the coffee table, licking up the spilled wine with his tongue like a cat.

After drinking, Jiang Tan became conscious. He sat on the floor directly against the sofa, buried his head between his hands, and shook his shoulders violently.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"

Jiang Tan was out of breath from laughing, stretched out his hand, and pinched the specimen's neck hard.

Even though the specimen was already stiff, Jiang Tan pinched it and smashed it on the floor, venting his madness.

"Little bastard! Let you pee on my canvas!"

"Your master looks down on me, but she probably didn't expect that I'll kill you and make a specimen... Haha!"

Jiang Tan threw the cat aside, got up from the ground again, and walked towards the sunflower oil painting.

Standing in front of the painting, he stretched out his hand to caress the picture, like caressing the cheek of someone close to him.

But when his fingertips were about to touch the oil painting, Jiang Tan immediately changed his face and began to curse.

"Chen Ling, you bastard, why are you pretending to be noble! Hehe, I just want to kill your cat! Sell your paintings at a high price! The last one, keep it for me..."

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Xia Mingchi heard it clearly from under the sofa that Jiang Tan and Chen Ling were connected.

The seven sunflowers should have been drawn by Chen Ling as well.

Jiang Tan went to the bedroom in a daze after drinking, the stuffed cat was tossed, and the nameplate on the collar was on the ground.Xia Mingchi saw the timing, ran out from under the sofa, and left through the window with the nameplate in his mouth.