betting convention

The paint on his hand turned into a powder when he rubbed it lightly. Ding Bai stared at the powder in a daze.

He hadn't seen the paint on his face before going to bed last night, and the location of the paint was so obvious, how could he not notice it?

Unless, these paints were rubbed on after he fell asleep.

Could it be Chen Zhifei?Ding Bai thought of Chen Zhifei who came to shelter from the rain last night, but then thought if it was Chen Zhifei, why did he paint his face?

While thinking, someone knocked on the door, and Xu Siyuan's voice came from outside: "Ding Bai? It's time to go downstairs."

"Oh, good." After a simple reply, Ding Bai packed up and went out and went downstairs.

The classroom where the dead person was killed yesterday afternoon was still in use, the water tank filled with people was simply covered with a piece of cloth and thrown away, and it was strange that these students could bear to have a dead body next to them.

Then why were they so scared to death yesterday?It's against harmony.Ding Bai stroked his chin and thought, standing there like an idler with nothing to do.

He wasn't the only one like this. The students in his group were all idle, because this water tank was originally the work of their group, but now their work has been destroyed.

"And then?" Ding Bai asked a boy next to him, "The water tank is gone, how do we finish the work?"

"Ah?" The boy who was asked was a little confused. He seemed to think about it seriously and then said, "It's okay, you can do something else, anyway, this is not important."

The latter sentence was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but Ding Bai still noticed his words keenly.What do you mean it doesn't matter anyway?

This sentence is as if these students know that they will die, so they don't care about the works that will appear in the art exhibition.

But Ding Bai felt very strange, whether it was for this sentence or for these students.

The students who were afraid of cursing before could pretend to be calm because of a word from the counselor; they were very afraid of corpses the first day, but they could calmly endure the corpse next to them the next day.

These students don't look like they are engaged in art. It's a pity not to study forensic medicine with such a strong psychological quality.

Although Ding Bai was complaining in his heart, he suddenly realized that maybe his entry point was wrong?From the very beginning, when he knew about this 'Beautiful and Innocence' art exhibition, he divided these students into the side of 'good guys', thinking that they were grasshoppers on a rope just like dealers.

It's just that the doubt just now made him suddenly change his mind. Could it be that the group of students in front of him are not "good people" at all?

"Hey, let me tell you something." Xu Siyuan walked over from the side and touched Ding Bai's shoulder, motioning him to come over, "Did you find out? Another one died."

"What?" Ding Bai was a little different, and quickly counted the number of people in the room. There were ten people, and sure enough, the dealer lost one.

"How did you find out?" He asked, if Xu Siyuan hadn't said this suddenly, Ding Bai would not have noticed that there was another person missing between them.

"The roommate of the dead person found out that he was still there when he went to sleep at night, but he was gone when he woke up in the morning." Xu Siyuan said, "This is fucking weird, not that it is Is it related to that exhibition? How could there be a dead person at night?"

Xu Siyuan's words suddenly made Ding Bai think of something, whether it was the disappearing banker who had just discovered, or Wei Jie yesterday, there was a connection between the two, that is, when he was sleeping, he was still there, but in the morning Get up and people are gone.

Doesn't that mean something is bound to happen every night.No wonder Ding Bai always felt that his back was sore after sleeping for the past two days.

If so, that would just explain it.

"Did you find the body?" Ding Bai asked Xu Siyuan again.

"I haven't found it yet, but I'm guessing it might be the same as the one that died yesterday." Xu Siyuan said.

"Art work?" Ding Bai couldn't help shivering as he said it, why he said these three words as if there was a person lying behind him.

According to the existing logic, all dead people will be turned into a so-called artwork, for example, Wei Jie turned into a sculpture, and the dead female student turned into a mermaid in a glass tank.

Then today, like the previous two people, it is very likely that this one has become a work of art, or a certain part of it has become a work of art.

Armed with this clue, the remaining bookmakers began looking for possible targets.As for those students, no one can control them. After all, up to now they are still focused on the work in hand, as if no one else is around.

The attention of the bankers was basically the same as yesterday, they were all focused on the abandoned classroom they had been to before, after all, Wei Jie's body was found in this classroom.

It's just that they seem to have miscalculated this time, because after searching around, they found that the dealer's body was not found.

There's none?Ding Bai crossed his arms and glanced at the classroom. If there is no room, it proves that there is still space in this building that they have not set foot in.

Thinking of this, he ran outside again. The ground was a little damp after it rained last night, and there was a damp smell in the air.He stared at the strangely shaped building in front of him for a long time, and locked his eyes on the corner of the triangle.

What is that location?It seems that I have never seen such a unique layout of classrooms in this building.

"Oh that, it seems to be a small lecture hall before, but no one has used it for a long time." The student on the opposite side replied with a pen or something in his hand, "If you want to go in, you have to go from the last classroom Go in through the emergency passage next to it. But I don’t know if it’s locked or not.”

"Okay, thank you." Ding Bai saw that the object in his hand was cut into two halves when he scratched the paper. He thought it was strange and asked again, "What is this in your hand? It's very sharp. look?"

"A utility knife for making paper sculptures." The student said as if showing off, "Isn't it amazing?"

"It's pretty amazing. Are you going to make a paper sculpture?" Ding Bai asked subconsciously, but he didn't expect the other party's expression to suddenly become a little unnatural.

"No, no, I'm just thinking about it, I haven't decided what to do yet." The student said in a panic.

Ding Bai nodded silently, but felt a little strange in his heart.He had conversations with two students respectively. One student clearly said that it was not important anyway, but this student showed that he was seriously thinking about what he wanted to do.

Two completely different attitudes cannot be without problems.

He turned around and walked to the door of the classroom, wanting to go to the lecture hall to have a look, but felt that someone was watching him again.Turning around again, he didn't know who among the people in the room was looking at him.

This feeling is very strange, not so much watching him as observing.

Who is it?

With doubts, Ding Bai and several dealers found the emergency passage that the student said. After walking through the emergency passage, they saw a gate, which was unlocked and easily pushed open.

After they walked in, everyone was shocked by the scene before them.

artwork.

There are no other words to describe what they saw except as a work of art.

The curtains in the room are closed, so it creates a perfect environment in front of you.There is a half-height table in front of the small report hall, which should be used for reports and speeches.

But at this time, there was a white corpse lying on the table. The reason why the whole body was white was because the corpse was covered with a thick layer of wax oil.

From the front of the corpse, from the forehead to the back of the feet, a row of white candles were burning slowly. The wax oil gradually melted due to the high temperature, and dripped on the corpse, gradually wrapping the corpse into a white cicada chrysalis.

There was a candle in the mouth of the corpse that had been burned to the end, and a cluster of flames seemed to be ignited from the mouth of the corpse, as if clamoring and shouting, and finally all the unwillingness and anger became a cluster of flames in his mouth.

The door behind him slammed, someone rushed out, and the sound of retching came in from outside.

There is still the smell of burning candles in the air, like the last lingering warmth of unwillingness and anger.

Ding Bai frowned helplessly, just like when he found Wei Jie's body, he didn't know what to do with the body in front of him, so he could only close the door and back out.

Turning the banker into a work of art is the way to die in this game, which is more terrifying than any death in the game.

No one wants to turn their body into a work of art after death.

The feeling of sore back and back pain became very obvious in an instant. Ding Bai began to wonder if he was put into some strange posture by someone when he fell asleep, looked at and thought about, what kind of art did he make? Goods are the most beautiful.

So, is this 'Beautiful and Innocence'?

"What are you thinking?" Xu Siyuan asked Ding Bai who was in a daze.

"Art." Ding Bai replied.

"That's why I said that people will go crazy in this environment." Xu Siyuan pointed to a few dealers crowded among a group of students not far away, "Those people have already begun to wonder whether they will make an amazing The artwork is the way to break this game.”

Ding Bai glanced at the few people he mentioned. Indeed, judging from the current situation, this artwork seems to be closely linked to the gambling game.

He glanced at Xu Siyuan, who had a strong rock and roll vibe, and asked, "You are also an artist, what do you think about beauty and innocence?"

"'Beauty is innocent'?" Xu Siyuan smiled. "How can beauty be innocent? Haven't you heard the saying that beautiful women are the most dangerous? Beauty is to seduce people to commit crimes."

Ding Bai smiled, he couldn't agree with Xu Siyuan's understanding, but it made sense.

So, what is the meaning of this art exhibition?

It was night, and the mobile phone next to the ear rang non-stop, but the person lying on the bed was unconscious.

Chen Zhifei sighed helplessly, and turned off the phone that had been ringing non-stop.At this time, Ding Bai suddenly turned over and sat up. He put on his clothes and got out of bed, and walked downstairs like yesterday, while Chen Zhifei silently followed behind him.

It was the same girl, sitting opposite Ding Bai, waving the paintbrush in her hand, adjusting Ding Bai's position from time to time, as if she wanted to get the most perfect posture.

I don't know how long the girl has been drawing, but she finally raised her head and walked towards Ding Bai again. The utility knife in her hand made a cut on Ding Bai's fingertips, and blood flowed out instantly.

And this girl smeared on the drawing board with Ding Bai's bleeding fingers, and Ding Bai's blood mixed with the paint seemed to make up another color.

The girl lost herself in this strange way of painting, but didn't notice that a pool of blood had already flowed to the bottom of her feet.

On the table not far away, the male student was carving with a utility knife in his hand, as if thinking of his perfect artwork, he smiled silently.

Ding Bai rubbed his numb waist and sat up, took the mobile phone that was placed next to the pillow last night, but the eight alarm clocks did not wake him up.

WTF!

When he was putting on his clothes, he felt a little pain in his shoulder, and he was blindfolded when he glanced at it.

Who the fuck took a bite out of my shoulder? !

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