"That is to say, it was Brown, the resident of Room 4, who killed you and hid your body?"
Jenkins asked the evil spirit beside him.
The evil spirit nodded slightly. It looked more like a human than when it first appeared, and the abnormality of the body disappeared obviously. Jenkins didn't know if it was because the woman saw hope for revenge, or because Jenkins had promised to bury her children.
In fact, the more important reason is to continue to talk to a good god.
Knowing the name and general shape of the murderer is of course of extraordinary significance for hunting him down. So Jenkins again asked Mrs. Cobbler if she could destroy it now, but the spirit again refused.
It floated out of the door, passed Room 2, and came to the door of Leviathan's house in Room 1. This door is facing the stairs, and there is no nameplate, only a children's drawing. If he hadn't found information about the room's occupants from the diary, Jenkins wouldn't even know what their last names were.
The door was still locked, so this time it was still Mrs. Cooper's spirit that helped him open the door from the inside.
Since the narrow room is shared by three people, the room is even more crowded than the reporter's room just now. Of course, the family of three was not at home at this time. Jenkins immediately smelled a rotten smell after opening the door, and then saw the rice bowl with small fish soup on the table.
The food inside was completely rotten, and I couldn't smell it when the door was closed. After opening the door, I walked two steps inward, and I couldn't even stand the chocolate.
"The family hasn't been back for a long time."
This is his preliminary judgment.
As usual, I looked for the diary, but I couldn't find it. This also makes sense, because the young reporter believes that this family is all "illiterate country bumpkins".
Although there is no diary, Jenkins has found some strange paintings similar to the one taped to the door. These are all the works of the little boy in the family, and they are hidden under the mattress, in the gap between the wardrobe and the wall, and there are even two rolled into thin tubes, which are stuffed into the gap between the gas pipe and the wall.
There was definitely something wrong with that boy's mind, and even Jenkins felt uncomfortable when he saw the seven paintings in his hand. The content of the painting is normal, but the combination of weird color matching, distorted lines and distorted characters creates a strong sense of nausea that any ordinary person can really spit out.
"It is indeed an ordinary painting, this is really amazing."
Jenkins glanced twice and was unwilling to observe again, so he put the papers on the table and turned to Mrs. Cooper:
"Now that I have found the name and general appearance of your enemy, what else do you need from me?"
The evil spirit pointed to the painting on the table, with a pleading expression that only the living can have on his face.
The man sighed:
"Which one?"
What the soul wants Jenkins to observe is the one with the simplest composition. In this painting, there are a total of ten matchstick-like villains, and the environment where these villains are located is a forest, at least Jenkins thinks so.
"What's the meaning?"
"Oh... oh oh..."
She pointed to one of the figures that seemed to be a woman, and then pointed to herself.
"This is you?"
Jenkins asked, and the spirit nodded immediately.
He realized the meaning of the painting after a few seconds, because there were ten people living in this house: the woman and three children downstairs, the three couples in Room 1, and the bachelor in Room 3. It adds up to exactly ten people, which is not wrong.
But thinking of this, he realized a long-neglected question: Since Mrs. Copperle on the first floor has only three children, whose body is the fourth child in the closet
The answer is obvious, since there is only one child left in the house. From this point of view, there is a high probability that the little Leviathan who drew those weird paintings is in the closet.
Thinking of this, he turned around and took a cat and a ghost back to room No. 4. This time, the inspection of the corpse was not just to open the mouth of the woven bag to see the face, but to take out the whole corpse.
Jenkins's real eyes can see through any benefactor, whether alive or dead, but the little boy is not a benefactor. His ability to draw those weird paintings is probably inseparable from the inexplicable inspiration received by the reporter relation.
Through the reaction when touching the corpse, Jenkins easily distinguished Mrs. Cooper's three children and little Leviathan.
Little Leviathan was the shortest of them all, and Jenkins couldn't know his last state because the body had been specially treated. But judging from the traces on the body, the cause of death was definitely not trauma.
He wanted to ask Mrs. Cooper about the cause of the boy's death, but this time the evil spirit just kept shaking his head, and it seemed unclear.
The boy stretched his fists without holding anything, and the clothes on his body were probably searched by the man just now, that is, Brown, so there was no surprising discovery.
"Well, so what the hell does that mean?"
Jenkins sat in the middle of a pile of corpses and frowned:
"The little boy Schultz obviously knows something, but the paintings he left behind are really incomprehensible, and I don't have psychic abilities now. Surely we can only let the church investigate after the evil spirits here are eliminated? Although it is cruel, it seems that this is the only way to do it."
Thinking of this, he looked at the soul around him and felt murderous again.
But the little compassion in his heart still made him hesitate for a moment to convince himself that this time he succeeded, because it was not impossible to take the next action at this moment:
"Wait, I have a lot of clues now, but I just haven't found the final conclusion. Isn't this situation exactly what I have faced many times?"
He laughed at himself, patted himself on the head, and called out [Unknown Way Ahead] to call for the guidance of fate.
The luxurious purple lines stretched out in front of Jenkins, and after returning to Room 1 following the guidance of the purple lines, he picked up one of the seven paintings of Boy Brown again.
Other paintings can still barely understand the scenes and characters, but this one belongs to the kind that can't be understood no matter how you look at it. If Jenkins could understand it, it would probably be a group of people standing in front of a dark hole, each of them twisted and struggling.
The number of people cannot be counted clearly, because of the deformation of the limbs, the people in the painting are twisted together, and the limbs are entangled like ropes. This is a painting with the most serious spiritual pollution. Even if there is no supernatural factor, this kind of thing must not be seen by ordinary people.
"The dark hole... All the residents on the second floor seem to have mental problems... Hmm... I seem to understand."