Into a parallel world

Qiao Ye carefully looked at the photos on the table, and suddenly a familiar scene flashed in his eyes. In the scene, he was also staring at the stack of photos on the table, but the images in the photos were extremely bloody.His figure swayed, he raised his head, stared into the cold eyes of the man in front of him, and wanted to ask him if this scene had happened before, and whether his memory had been erased or covered in a veil .But after all, he couldn't express these thoughts in serious language.

"Is it unbelievable or hard to say?" Shen Liming said, tapping the wooden table with the fingers of his right hand, and the sound echoed in the office, obviously overwhelming Qiao Ye first in terms of momentum.This is a useful tactic of interrogation, and it is the most basic.

Qiao Ye dodged his eyes for a moment, avoiding the other party's sharp scrutiny.He didn't like this kind of sight very much, because he didn't do anything harmful, on the contrary, the victim was always him.But for some reason, when he saw the photo of Professor Zhou's death, he felt in his heart that this matter had something to do with him.

"I went there for the first time, and Lu Fengluo took it with me. If you have doubts, copy him over first." Qiao Ye said, turning the photo on the table upside down, and took a breath in his heart.

"He's already here, but I didn't interrogate him personally." Shen Liming said, picked up the photos one by one, put them in the leather file bag.

Only then did Qiao Ye raise his eyes to look at Shen Liming, and said, "Well, today is the half-day vacation my boss gave me, and you are taking up my vacation now, so please make a quick decision, Minister Shen." Go to the chair and sit down, and only after sitting down do you realize why you are so familiar with it.

Concealing the uneasiness in his heart, Qiao Ye tried his best to keep his face calm.Shen Liming's eyes never left Qiao Ye, so he naturally caught the trace of the other's unnaturalness.

Shen Liming: "What did you and Lu Fengluo go to the hospital for that day?"

Qiao Ye: "I suddenly felt unwell in the office. He just came in and saw it, and forced me to go to the hospital for examination."

Shen Liming narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "After my investigation, you went directly to Zhou Wenhan's office, then came out and left without going for an examination at all."

Qiao Ye paused, took a breath and said, "I suddenly felt much better, so I didn't go. As for why he suddenly dragged me to Dean Zhou's office, I really don't know."

Shen Liming was silent, and tapped the four fingers of his right hand on the table one by one. The collision between the fingertips and the wooden table made a beeping sound, which echoed in the tense atmosphere, making it even more depressing.

"Would you mind doing a full body checkup now?" Shen Liming asked aloud.

"This is not within the scope of interrogation, I refuse." Qiao Ye said coldly, he didn't know if he was sick, but even if he was sick, he would not want to be exposed to strangers in this situation.

Shen Liming didn't force it, turned on the computer and said, "During the period when you came out and I went in, there was only Zhou Wenhan in the office. In this short period of 2 minutes, he died suddenly and peacefully." After a pause , continued: "It looks like a sudden death, but based on my experience, the cause of death is very strange."

He glanced at Qiao Ye lightly, and the latter immediately felt a light on his back.

"How weird?" Qiao Ye said.Shen Liming paced and stood by a wall. Qiao Ye's gaze followed the other's pace, and he fixed on the painting on the wall, which was Monet's "Wild Poppy".

Shen Liming looked at every stroke in the painting and said, "About four and a half years ago, I received a case where the deceased died peacefully in this way."

Qiao Ye was taken aback, and subconsciously felt that the dead person mentioned by the other party was someone related to Huahua.Then, the other party's words also confirmed the 'subconscious' in his mind.

"He is a top student in the Oil Painting Department of University A, and in the eyes of everyone, he is a mentally ill talent." Shen Liming said.Qiao Ye turned around, looked into the other's dark eyes, and said, "Oh? How do you say it?"

"He was very fanatical about Monet, and he was so fanatical that he had hallucinations. He copied all of Monet's works hundreds of times, even reaching the level of fake ones. His fanaticism let everyone know him. But when he During this period of fame, he died in his own home, lying on the bed safely, and left without a trace." Shen Liming rubbed his fingers and continued: "Before he died, he said that he would dream of I had a spiritual communication with Monet on the boat in "Sunrise Impression".

But this is just a dream, everyone thinks so, but as time goes on, he gradually loses the distinction between reality and dreams, and chooses to go to another world the second before he is alive. "

After Shen Liming finished speaking, the air was dull for a while.Qiao Ye stared at the painting on the wall. The large red blocks made him feel that the painting was not paint, but human blood.

"How was the final case handled?" Qiao Ye asked.

Shen Liming pursed his lips, and said again: "All the paintings copied by the deceased have lost their ink marks, only one "Wild Poppy" remained. The person in charge of the department accidentally discovered that this painting moved, and immediately reported it, but was rejected. dismissed, and the entire case was 'satisfactorily' concluded on the grounds of sudden death from exertion."

"The painting on the wall...is it the real thing?" Qiao Ye doubted, but Shen Liming's affirmative eyes shocked him.The authentic works of the great painter Monet are here! ?

Shen Liming responded lightly, and raised his hand to caress the painting.Qiao Ye blinked, as if he had seen the scene before, and always felt that he had experienced something similar.But if you think about it carefully, you can't find anything, and even the sense of familiarity slowly dissipates.

"So, Zhou Wenhan's death, to me and the other members, is an outsider's provocation to us." Shen Liming's eyes showed ruthlessness, Qiao Ye tightened his ambition, and asked softly: "The outsider is..."

"Shh." Shen Liming put his index finger on Qiao Ye's lips, swept his eyelashes up and down, and whispered, "Why can't Tom catch Jerry?"

"Because of the plot setting?" Qiao Ye wasn't sure, but why did the other party ask this suddenly?

Shen Liming nodded with a smile, the lips of the other party were soft, and the moist feeling spread to his heart through his fingers, a strange feeling hit his heart, he was slightly stunned and then immediately recovered.Embarrassed but not rude, he put down his hand, turned his head to look at the painting and said, "Because we can't catch it, it can play continuously. We...maybe we are trying to violate the script and try to catch the mouse."

Qiao Ye was a little shocked. He gradually understood the hidden meaning of the other party's words, "But the cat caught the mouse and ate it, and the plot was over."

Shen Liming winked slightly, "We may be trapped here, unable to face up to where we came from, and unable to save ourselves. Our attempt is to bring human beings to a higher level."