The hidden BOSS of the game is always showing affection

Yu Jin put his hands on his knees, clenched them slightly, looked up at Ding He: "What's the matter?"

"Talk over here." Ding He smiled and pointed at the corner of the room.

Yu Jin asked Huo Chu'an to collect the organs on An Li's body, followed him to the corner, put his hands on his chest, and pursed his lips: "What do you want to say."

"Are you really angry with me? You insist on voting for me." Ding He stuffed a bunch of candies into his pocket with a smile, "I apologize."

In fact, he could tell that Yu Jin had been angry with him all morning, and talking along An Li's terms was just an opportunity to vent his emotions.

He looked at the short leather necklace on Yu Jin's neck, and felt that the problem was here.

This collar-like decoration gives a strong visual impact and provides an implicit declaration called "ownership".

But he didn't need this kind of thing to confirm his sovereignty, he just thought it looked good, so he put it on for Yu Jin.Since Yu Jin was upset, he apologized.

"You don't need to apologize, just take it back and eat it yourself." Yu Jin stuffed the candy back into his hand, his eyes widened slightly, and he accused him with disapproval, "You obviously don't like candy yourself."

Ding He was not ashamed when he saw through his thoughts. He tore off the candy wrapper and stuffed the candy into his mouth, with a coaxing voice: "But you like to eat it."

With sugar in his mouth, Yu Jin mumbled, "Don't let people see you."

"It's invisible from this angle."

The audience looked curiously at the two figures in the corner.

【What are they whispering?Ahhhhh why don't you put the single camera so far away that you can't hear what you're saying. 】

[It should be talking about voting today.The younger brother was indeed a little impulsive this time, but fortunately he didn't really return the tickets randomly. 】

[It's okay, judging by the expression on my brother's face, there shouldn't be any quarrel. 】

【Look, brother, is he eating?From my point of view, Ding He fed it. 】

The Lord personally fed the sugar, and the CP fans were so excited.They know that this should be visual dislocation, but in their hearts this is true.

"Is the neck still uncomfortable?" Ding He raised his hand and touched his neck ornament, "If you really don't like it, I'll look for something that can be used as a scarf."

"Forget it. Just wear it, it's not too uncomfortable." The temperature of his fingers was a little too high, which made people feel restless.Yu Jin patted his hand away, took a piece of nougat and stuffed it into his hand, looking at him leisurely, "If you really want to apologize, eat all these candies."

Ding He fell silent as he looked at the sticky and sticky food.

"I know you don't like sweets, but you're really hungry, and you can eat if you don't like it." Yu Jin pointed to the watch on his hand, "The most important thing is to survive."

The hands on his watch were pointing to the "8".

Ding He's eyes moved, and he instantly understood what he meant. He took the candy in his hand and chewed it a few times reluctantly.

Sticky and greasy.He never knew what was so delicious about this kind of stuff.

Yu Jin raised the corners of his mouth, watched him swallow the candy with difficulty, and finally patted him on the shoulder mercifully, and secretly stuffed him with the not-so-sweet snack: "Okay, don't force it, it's not for nothing Something else to eat. Drink some water."

After drinking warm water, Ding He finally felt that he was alive.

He recalled that compared to sugar, sweet and refreshing lovers were more delicious.

Yu Jin's act of pouring water for Ding He was praised by fans.Everyone said that the younger brother has grown up and knows to respect his predecessors.

CP fans are as happy as Chinese New Year.It seems that under the teaching of the elder brother, the younger brother finally realized that he was wrong, and would take the initiative to pour water for the elder brother. Rounding up, this is driving.

After a short break, it's time for today's food search.

Huo Chu'an lay on the table, touching his stomach: "Hurry up. I'm hungry. I'm so hungry now."

Yu Jin pretended to inadvertently tap the cover of his watch: "Don't talk about your satiety in public."

Huo Chu'an raised his face in confusion, but closed his mouth as he said.

The vampire spoke in the anticipation of everyone and gave today's puzzle.

Today's puzzle is simple, "Only a perfect mask can maintain the hope of love and life".

There are no masks in the castle, and the only thing that can be related are the portraits of the characters.

In the morning, there was a problem with the paintings in everyone's room, which was not a small reminder.

The only regret is that Li Cheng was too dazed when he went out and forgot to bring the fallen hair.

He originally wanted to say that he would go back to get it now, but found that the door of the bedroom was closed and could not be opened.

Ding He comforted him, and patiently asked him about the specific characteristics of his hair.

Li Cheng intermittently said: "Short...black...straight...soft and smooth to the touch."

Ding He said "Oh" and told others to pay more attention to the alternatives.

They went to the corridor on the second floor first.There is still a row of oil paintings hanging in the corridor, but each oil painting is missing a part.

Because what is missing is not just a certain organ, they can only put down the nose and eyes on their hands first, and turn to find the missing oil painting.

In order to improve efficiency, they chose to spread out completely to conduct a blanket search.

Except for Li Cheng who had to be accompanied, the others basically traveled alone.

Huo Chu'an looked at Yu Jin enthusiastically: "Idol! Should we..."

"I'm alone." Before he finished speaking, Yu Jin politely refused.

"It's more efficient to act alone." Ding He patted Huo Chuan on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Don't be afraid, you'll be fine."

He pondered again: "Or you continue to be with Xiao Gu? Or choose Ran Luo?"

Huo Chu'an smiled awkwardly, and hugged Gu Xincai's shoulder: "Then it's Xiao Gu."

When they were talking, Yu Jin had already started to explore.

Without Huo Chu'an's nagging and thoughtful care, he obviously felt much more relaxed, and even his steps were much lighter than usual.

Because the puzzle points only to the portrait, without any clues about the whereabouts of the incomplete portrait.So he believes that this is just a simple game of finding things.

Paintings are hidden in those hidden corners.On average, there should be one in every room.

The room he went to first was the studio.

According to common sense, the studio is the place most closely related to oil painting.

In fact, he had wanted to come here a long time ago, but he never had the time.

The curtains of the studio were drawn tightly, and the room presented a sense of cramped airlessness.

As soon as he walked into the studio, the door was blown shut by the wind with a bang.

Yu Jin glanced at it, and didn't even have the desire to hold a chair against the door.

[It's so scary, brother, aren't you scared? 】

[My brother is so courageous. 】

Yu Jin casually moved the door lock, making sure it couldn't be opened, and began to check the room.

In the center of the studio is an easel with a cut canvas on it.

The painting should be someone, but now the painting has been maliciously damaged, and only the black corner of the clothes can be seen.In fact, the painting seems to have been ruined by the overturned palette before it was cut by the knife.

It looks as if the painter, unable to complete the imagined painting, completely destroyed him on his own accord.

Next to the easel were brushes, paint palettes and a knife, and the chairs were thrown to the ground.

Next to it was a puddle of red liquid, whether it was blood or paint.

Yu Jin bent down and picked up the knife wrapped in paper.

The tip of the knife was still stained with wet paint, while the handle was covered with bloody finger prints.

He paid attention to pinching the place where there was neither paint nor blood, and smelled it closely to make sure it was nothing else.

The barrage screamed.

【Ahhhhhhh blood! 】

【I'm so scared! ! ! 】

[Brother, hurry up and say something! 】

Holding the knife, Yu Jin gestured at the canvas, simulating the trajectory of the previous owner of the knife.

[Brother, put down the knife, don't scratch yourself. 】

[My younger brother is fiddling with props expressionlessly, like a cold-blooded killer, I'm so scared. 】

He tried a few times, but put the knife back where it was, and turned his attention to other decorations.

Fans who were concerned about his mental state on the barrage finally felt relieved.

There are many unfinished oil paintings hanging on the walls of the room, all of which are portraits of people, but each face is blank, without even hair, and sometimes a hat is used to cover the bald top of the head, which can slightly cover up the embarrassment. Feel.

Judging from their clothes and posture, these should be the same young man, tall and not too muscular.

He could feel now that those blank-featured people were watching him—even though he couldn't see their eyes.

The people in the portraits move in different ways, some are just sitting upright, some are playing the piano, and some are resting on the table.

But Yu Jin found something very interesting.

Logically speaking, the painter should be familiar with the person in the painting, but the person in the painting is obviously very nervous, which makes him shrink his shoulders, curl his fingers, and put his legs together.If the painter had depicted his expression, it would only have been more rigid.

Is it because of this reason that he didn't continue to paint?

Yu Jin stood in front of the picture related to the piano.

He obviously turned around when he heard someone calling him.His hands were still on the keys, but there was a tendency to move in front of him.

He looked terrified of the man who was calling him.

Yu Jin recalled the crying that came from the piano that day, and thought casually, maybe this is the person who was crying?

Actually crying, a little unmotivated.

He checked the frame and made sure there was nothing special about it, and the portrait could be taken down, so he could look at other paintings instead.

But the barrage was fast.

[Ah, ah, ah, it's moving! 】

[The painting is moving! 】

Yu Jin turned his head to look, and found that the person who was originally sitting on the chair had now reached the front of the painting. The entire upper body occupied nearly two-thirds of the entire painting, with his body slightly tilted, his arms raised, his face He and his hands were stuck to the frame, as if they were about to rush out in the next second.